#and besides that she’s basically a wonder-puppy
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Okay so this is my first request even having but I just had this random idea. So basically I had knee surgery recently (won't get into that 😂) but I was just wondering if you could write a fic about lestappen where their girlfriend gets surgery and basically the whole thing is just fluff tbh add whatever u want or whatever surgery if u write this. But I just feel like they would definitely make me feel loved after surgery
“Are you comfortable?” Max asks, fluffing the pillows behind your head.
It’s the third time he asks you the same question in a span of ten minutes. You don’t want to be rude, he’s just trying to help, so you smile up at him.
“Yes, baby. Thank you.” He opens his mouth to speak again but you beat him to it. “Weren’t you going to stream today?”
Max frowns at you, and shakes his head. “No, I told the boys I won’t be present today. I’ll be taking care of you.”
Your heart melts. If it weren’t for the surgery you just had that makes it a little difficult to move, you would be getting up to kiss him.
“I won’t go anywhere, and I already have everything I need here,” You take his hand, caressing the inside of his wrist with your thumb. “You can go, I’ll call you if I need anything. Besides, you know how much I like to watch your streams.”
“Are you sure?”
You nod, “Yes, go!”
Max leans and kisses you gently, being very careful, and then flies out of the room shouting something similar to I love you.
You reach for your laptop, ready to watch your boyfriend. And he really wastes no time because in less than five minutes he’s joining the stream, the viewers going absolutely crazy about him.
“I wasn’t going to join today, Crane. But my girlfriend insisted!” Max says and you can’t help but smile.
“She had surgery recently, no?”
“Yeah, nothing too serious. She’s resting now,” Then he looks at the camera and has the audacity to wink.
The stream goes like any other, they joke around, they play and joke some more. You don’t even notice when an hour has passed, it’s only when you look up to see Charles at the bedroom door that you realize how late it is.
“Charlieee, I missed you.” You pout, making grabby hands at him. He immediately makes his way to you, leaning to leave a kiss on your forehead. “What took you so long?”
“I couldn’t find the medicine you needed but I got everything after searching literally everywhere.” He takes off his jacket, sighing. “I picked us some dinner, too. Where’s Max?”
“Streaming.” You say, pointing to the screen where he’s looking very focused and hot.
“What?!”
But before you can beg him not to say anything, he’s already storming out, going directly to Max’s streaming room. You can’t move but you still have a front row seat.
Looking back at the screen, you see Charles’ legs coming into view. You see in slow motion how he removes Max’s headphones off his head with a little more force than necessary.
Max turns around and a smile makes its way into his face. “Hey love, didn’t hear you come in.”
“You left her alone?! She just had surgery and you left her alone?!”
“She insisted!”
“You should’ve said no!” Charles gives Max’s shoulder a little push and storms out.
You can hear him saying something in French from your room, and you know he’s just cursing Max for leaving you alone.
You hear Max’s friends laughing and making fun of him while your boyfriend looks embarrassed, cheeks impossibly red. He says a quick goodbye before shutting everything down.
Charles enters the room, brows furrowed.
“You didn’t have to do that.” You say, trying to look more angry than amused. “He didn’t want to but I insisted.”
“I told him to take care of you while I was out, was that so hard?”
Max shows up then, shoulders slumped and looking like a kicked puppy.
“I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself, thank you very much.” You cross your arms over your chest. “I don’t need you to be by my side every hour of the day.”
Charles' expression relaxes and he opens his mouth to argue, but you raise your hand to stop him.
“I’m not finished,” He closes his mouth and you sigh before saying, “Max, come here.” He immediately does, sitting by your side. “You’re gonna apologize to him now.” You speak to Charles this time, looking intently at him.
Charles lets his head fall forward. Now he’s the one who looks like a kicked puppy and you try very hard not to laugh.
“I’m sorry,” He mumbles, getting up just to sit at the other side of his boyfriend.
“It’s not like you left me alone yesterday so coy could play some FIFA while Max was training.”
Max gasps, clearly offended, “I want a public apology.”
“It was supposed to be a secret!” Charles groans and you slap his arm.
The smile is back on Max’s face.
“They’re gonna make fun of me for life.”
“They already make fun of you, Maxie.”
“Okay, rude.”
“And by the way,” Charles glares at you, pointing an accusatory finger at your face. “We’re just trying to take care of you. I don’t care if we annoy you, we’re not gonna stop.”
“But—”
“No buts,” Charles shuts you up with a kiss. He does the same with Max, peppering his face with kisses as an apology too. “I’ll grab dinner and we can watch a movie.”
Max stands up and follows Charles out of the room.
“I want to help too!”
“No!” they shout from the kitchen.
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Body Work || Bell #4
Jungkook x reader
friends to lovers
18+ (fluff, smut)
warnings: mentions and descriptions of violence, mentions and use of drugs and alcohol
Jeon Jungkook is not the same 19-year-old boy you used to know. Fame has really matured him, in more ways than one.
“You already know how I like it baby”
A knock at the door makes your head shoot up from the ramyeon bowl you were lost in that sat on the small marble island in the middle of your small kitchen.
When you put your left eye up to the peephole, a blonde-haired, slim man and an excited Kiri stood there, beaming a huge smile, waiting for your face to appear from behind the door. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, wondering why two of your best friends are knocking on your door...you glance at the small, silver clock on the wall beside you... 9:24 pm.
You reach for the lock, turning it to open your door to the people who are standing on your doorstep looking like two frantic little, wide-eyed puppies.
"Hey?" you chuckle, confused as your eyebrows remain in the same furrowed expression, "why are you guys here?"
"Are we not allowed to visit our good friend to check on her?" Jimin acts offended.
Before you can respond, the two of them are already pushing their way past you. You sigh in defeat, clicking the door behind you as they both slide off their shoes and strip their coats from around their shoulders.
"You're both obviously not here just to see me" you chuckle, watching them both rush to hang their coats up, "you look like a pair of kids who've just been told they're going to Disneyland"
"Okay okay okay, come sit" Kiri spits out, a smile still plastered on her face, as she grabs your wrist pulling you to your sofa, Jimin following closely behind.
Once all three of you were sitting, Kiri and Jimin both facing you, sitting opposite you, Kiri takes both of your hands into hers. You stare intently at them, your face still in pure confusion.
"Guess who's back in town?" She asks almost too eagerly.
As soon as you heard those words, you already had a feeling where this conversation was about to go and who Kiri is talking about, but you give both of them the benefit of the doubt. They know that you're over that whole... situation, and don't plan on getting sucked back into it again. Your face relaxes a little, hesitant to even ask.
"Who?"
"Namjoon!" Jimin exclaims, unable to keep his excitement in any longer.
Kiri flicks her head around to Jimin, giving him a disapproving expression, not expecting him to be the one to say it.
Your expression practically falls off your face, as your stare flickers between the pair, expressionless.
Kim Namjoon is your older, kind of ex-boyfriend from two years ago. You two were never officially boyfriend and girlfriend but were dating each other and no one else. You weren't ready for a committed relationship at the time and didn't want to jump into something you weren't even sure you wanted yet. He's a lot older than you, 6 years older to be exact, very intelligent, very attractive, successful, understanding, gentle, and basically everything you'd possibly want in a man.
You met when you had a holiday job at a cafe 15 minutes away from your apartment where you used to work with both Kiri and Jimin, who still have part-time jobs there. He was a regular there, so regular that you remembered his order off by heart in the 2 and a half months you worked there, you still remember the order even now, a medium white latte with almond milk and a warm blueberry croissant every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
You thought he was good-looking from the minute he walked through the glass, wooden framed, cafe door wearing a beige trench coat, black suit trousers complimented by dark brown loafers and a white button up that was hardly visible with his coat and thick plaid scarf that wrapped around his neck, and he thought the same for you.
The attraction to each other became very obvious when you two would start talking at the desk and wouldn't realise you were holding up the line with your very flirty conversations and your co-workers would push you onto the till when they would see him come in. Eventually, on a Friday morning in early December, he asked for your phone number and everything flourished from there. He was perfect, everything you could ask for, but one day after a while of seeing each other, he just left the country, not telling you why or where to, just leaving you with an "I love you" text.
You cried for weeks after it, even in front of Jungkook a few times, not understanding what went wrong, what you did wrong or why he didn't tell you why he was leaving. He was your first love, even though you never said it to his face, you loved him, and you know that he loved you too. You got over him and the whole thing eventually though, and don't plan on ever seeing him again. Or so you thought
"Oh." is all you can let out, the name flashing you back into all the memories.
"He came to the cafe this morning, asking for you" Jimin declares, still with those wide ecstatic eyes, as he scans your face to read your emotions, "he misses you,"
You close your eyes, relaxing your shoulders a little, slipping your hands out of Kiri's," No. No. I told you, I'm done with all that"
"I thought you still loved him?" Kiri tilts her head slightly with a worried but confused expression.
"I told you, I'm over it"
"But y/n, he was perfect. It won't hurt to try again" Jimin shrugs, unsure as to what your response will be.
"But it will Jimin, just like last time," you get up off the sofa, about to walk to the kitchen," I'm not gonna be left behind with nothing like last time"
The other two follow closely behind, Kiri's voice projecting from behind you,
"You haven't dated since though, and I think this is a great opportunity"
"yeah you think it's a great opportunity, I don't. I don't want to see him ever again." you throw a cabinet open, pulling out a bottle of wine, along with a glass.
Kiri and Jimin stand in the doorway, looking at each other, regretting bringing him up.
"Is that all you guys came here to do? remind me of him?"
"No of course not, but he gave us his new number," a ripped-off corner of a piece of paper is pulled out of Kiri's pocket and put out in front of your face, "think about it. He misses you, a lot and wants to talk to you"
You sigh in defeat, practically ripping the piece of paper from between Kiri's fingers, seeing a flash of a set of numbers inscribed on it.
'Wow the ripped corner of a notebook really shows how much you care' You think to yourself quickly scanning the scrap piece.
Kiri spreads her arms out to wrap them around your frame, embracing you in a hug, "You don't have to, but think about it"
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You play with the scrumpled-up paper in your fingers, observing the numbers written on it, contemplating everything. Lost in your own thoughts, you jump at the sudden thud on the black counter caused by a tattooed hand slamming down in front of you.
You look up, tucking the paper back into your jean pocket, "Jesus Kook. You could've just said hi or something" You smile at him, letting him know you're not being serious.
"You still would've jumped, considering how in your head you just were," Jungkook takes a seat on the stool opposite you. His bare forearms resting on the surface in front of you both, "You alright?"
You let out an exasperated sigh, thinking whether you should tell Jungkook about your kind of ex coming back or not.
It was very obvious Jungkook never liked Namjoon, despite never actually meeting him, even when you were both 'dating'. You know he'll just get annoyed, angry or throw the number away, which is probably the best thing to do but you have been genuinely considering talking to him again, and you need an unbiased opinion. At the same time though, you hate lying to JK or even being a little dishonest with him. It's not how trust is kept between you two, he can also read you really well, meaning you can never really hide your actual feelings about something or someone from him.
"Namjoon's back," You blurt out, exhaustedly, as if you hadn't slept a wink the previous night, well, because you hadn't.
Jungkook just stares at you with wide eyes, mouth slightly agape," Please don't tell me you're actually thinking about him right now," his head tilts to the side a little, like a puppy, his brow now slightly furrowed.
Your silence and lack of eye contact in return is enough for him to know the answer.
He throws his head back, his crown almost touching his shoulder blades, as he lets out a small groan.
"I know, I know, it's probably not the best thing for me to be thinking about right now, but-"
"No, it just isn't the best thing to be thinking about. No probably, it simply isn't. You can't be seriously thinking about talking to that asshole again after he left you for absolutely no reason." Jungkook cuts you off, a stern look now plastered over his face.
You squeeze your eyes shut in frustration but also regret, knowing that this would be his response, and you should've kept your mouth closed.
"Was that piece of paper something to do with it?"
"What piece of paper?" you reply defensively. You were hoping he didn't notice it or see you fiddling with it previously.
He gives you an expression full of disappointment and knowing, causing you to roll your eyes and give in, "It's his number new number"
"Oh, so he changed his number after leaving too? proves how much he wanted to keep in contact with you," the snarky remark doesn't phase you as you know it's just him trying to make a point to you. You hate that he's right.
"I know but Kiri said he wants to talk about it, I just want closure," you softly admit to him, a slight bit of guilt in your body language, even though you're telling the truth, and aren't actually thinking of seeing Namjoon romantically again, or even talking to him ever again after getting closure.
The doe-eyed man stares at you with a shocked expression before loudly exclaiming, "Kiri? How does Kiri know?"
You realise you fucked up again by mentioning Kiri unintentionally.
"He came by the cafe asking for me" the regret on your face grows continuously, "Please just let me think about this"
Jungkook sighs again in defeat, deciding to just trust you and your word, "Alright but if you meet with him, I'm taking you there and picking you up."
You almost go to argue with him, but know that really he's just doing this for your own safety, and because he cares about you. He knows if it goes wrong and you get upset you'll cry and run back to your place, and not come out for days, so if he's there to see you up afterwards, he knows you won't have to suffer alone. He just wants to be there for you. You know that, even though neither of you have verbally said to each other how much you care about one another, you both know that these little acts are out of care.
"What about your training though?" You query, thinking about his career before he even considered it as an obstacle
"I'll take a rest day that day," he says it like it's nothing, giving you a little shrug. Like it won't probably take him a week to convince his trainer for a potential extra rest day.
After a few minutes of bickering back and forth, you give into Jungkook's stubbornness and his charms allowing him to come with you if you even meet Namjoon again.
You truly have been thinking about it too much and don't actually know what you want. You're head knows that seeing him again probably isn't the best for your emotions considering it took you so long to get over him and seeing his dimples when he flashes sweet smiles at you, might just send you into a spiral again, but your emotions are basically screaming at you to get closure, and to just be in his presence again. Even though you've grown slight resentment for him, you can't bring yourself to fully hate him. Afterall, its not like you ended on bad terms, or good terms really.
I mean getting closure won't hurt you.
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a/n: A late happy holidays to everyone, but I hope you all had a really good time with whatever you celebrate. I can't wait for what 2024 has in store for us all. CANT WAIT FOR JIN AND HOBI TO BE BACK IN 2024 TOO!!!! Anyways thank you again for reading, I hope you're enjoying the series so far. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter so I hope its received positively
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𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ bloodhounds . kim gun-woo
˚ TITLE 𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ lovesick
˚ WORD COUNT 𓂃 ♥︎ⴰ 1936
he looked unreal, all tanned with his beautiful eyes half closed as he looked down, full lips unconsciously forming a pout. his chest was bronzed and openly displayed for anyone with two eyes and a drooling mouth.
you wanted to eat him alive.
it was supposed to be a peaceful morning at your parents' beach house on the coast but, apparently, your boyfriend chose violence that day. with sleepy eyes and a drowsy appearance, you immediately realized that you accidentally fell asleep while trying to get tanned by the summer sun in the morning. luckily, the book you were reading fell from your grip at some point and didn't leave a funny mark on your stomach for woo-jin to laugh about later.
how can one person be so beautiful, inside and out? was he even real, or will you inevitably wake up to find the space beside you empty, his presence fading with your dreams?
you get goosebumps just imagining it.
feeling your eyes on him, gun-woo looked up from his drawing, a big smile forming on his pink lips.
"you look like shit, babe".
oh wow, what a day to feel loved.
"fuck off". you grumbled while sitting up and picking the book from the floor next to you, gun-woo's eyes never leaving your bikini form. "what took you so long to get here?". you asked him pouty.
"your mother asked me to move the sofa three times so she could do her pilates session in the living room". gun-woo couldn't help but laugh at his answer, never imagining he'd be in this position someday.
it was your first family trip as a couple, and also the first time gun-woo went on a plane and traveled since his school's excursion in 9th grade to say the best. you were happy to see him happy. it was thrilling to see the man in another setting, different from the usual gym clothes or café outings you guys first got to know each other. you considered yourself a good girlfriend, providing these opportunities for both of you while so young, even if gun-woo was paying for basically everything other than the house you were staying. you were a good girlfriend, right?
so why the living hell was he acting so mean towards you?
"i'm sorry about that". you grimaced embarrassingly because of your mother. "just because you have an insane amount of muscle she thinks you're her personal guard". gun-woo laughs. that bright innocent smile that makes his eyes disappear.
fuck you kim geun-woo for being so mean.
"my mom used to say we should never neglect help from others, including offering help in the first place". he tells you with innocence, a sudden wave of sympathy running through his veins strong enough to make him vocalize his thoughts. you were too accustomed with this side of him, being together for almost 6 months. “she also used to say that we always must look for the best in people”.
he was too pure. so why could you only think other things like what was this man saying? and why wasn't he kissing your mouth right now?
you embarrassingly found yourself in this predicament more times than you could count with your boyfriend.
the sound of his voice didn't shake you out of your sleepy daze, looking up at him with eyes full of love and wonder. like a lovesick puppy whose brain didn't seem to register the spoken words, too caught up in its own reverie.
when he didn't get the reply he was hoping for, gun-woo finally put down the pen and paper and leaned closer to you, your knees now touching and you almost choked on your saliva.
you loved him too much. and he was so hot.
“y/n?” he asked softly, placing a hand on top of your lap, the feel of his surprisingly cold hands against your warm skin almost making you shiver.
"i was so worried when i woke up and didn't see you, figured you'd be reading here". his smile continued to be nothing other than soothing, comforting, and exclusive.
exclusive for you and only you.
"woo-jin tried facetiming early this morning but i was still sleeping, i kind of feel bad for him not being able to come this time". he rambles. "and i also feel bad for sleeping so late, i hope your parents don't mind it. yesterday was a good day".
of course it was a good day. it was gun-woo's first ever private flight and you couldn't put your mind around the fact that this man's whole life was a huge unfair exposure to only the bad in life. you wanted to cry suddenly. cry for everything cruel that happened to him. cry for his still pure but poorly scarred heart. cry for his smiles and goodmorning pecks. cry for his fucking six-pack and spy reflexes.
cry because he was yours. exclusively.
without saying a word, you gently pulled his hands away before wrapping yours around his shoulders in a much-needed hug, the love you felt for him overwhelming all your senses. his arms found their place around your waist immediately, pulling his body closer and pouring all his love into you in return.
it was his fault for dating such a crybaby and he knew it, because the second he touched your waist and ribs, the boxer knew you were about to cry because of your uneaving breathing.
gun-woo hesitated for a second, giving your body another squeeze before finally speaking.
"are you okay, princess?" his voice was calm as he gently stroked your hair, knowing damn well you got emotional in the mornings sometimes. his 'bedroom voice' - that's what you called, don't judge - was enough to make your eyes sting, causing you to snuggle closer to his neck with a nod.
"'m okay".
you loved his bedroom voice - again, don’t judge the name you came up with -, it was special for you. it held something ethereal in the fact that he dropped a few octaves to talk to you and only you. the intimacy he could bring only by speaking more calmly to you, everywhere you both were together and tangled in each other's arms like right now.
everything was different. the setting, the weather, the clothes - it made you realize for the very first time in the six months of your relationship that dating itself shouldn't be overwhelming, tiring, or burdensome.
dating should feel like the books you grew up reading and the movies you grew up watching. anything other than that, it didn't belong to you in the first place.
you felt so comfortable in his embrace like you were floating on a fluffy cloud as the sun was slowly disappearing, so warm and safe. it was just the best, being with the man you loved, and nothing could come close to how you were feeling in his presence, surrounded by his unconditional love and care.
fuck, you were sounding like a corny teenager and it was embarrassing.
"y/n, you're going to tell me what's on your mind, aren't you?". the sound of his concern was evident in his voice, reminding you that - even if this man's thighs were the size of your head -, he still was worried and soft on the inside type of boyfriend.
you were his first girlfriend. gun-woo didn't know how to do things usually.
without missing a beat, you looked him in the eye for the question.
"i love you, gunwoo-ya". you started to pour your eyes out for no reason. you blamed the hormones, your mom would blame the weather and woo-jin would blame the books you read but you didn't care.
the corners of his mouth turned up in response, a soft, sincere smile stretching across his face because he was also just that: a lovesick puppy.
"i l-love you too". gun-woo wasn't expecting that, you could tell. he was too nonchalant for his own good sometimes.
like who the fuck wears pink bright shorts at his parents-in-law’s beach house? WITH NO SHIRT ON.
his eyes were full of love as he looked at you, the sun making the already beautiful landscape even more dazzling as time seemed to stop once more, everything but him disappearing at that moment. not being able to wait any longer, gun-woo then leaned his head up, pouty lips brushing yours teasingly for a moment before connecting in a proper kiss.
his touch was soft and tender, brushing against your mouth as he had so many times before, your tongue darting out to meet his briefly as his arms around your waist pulled you even closer. the sudden change in height since you got up from the bench was a different angle for both of you.
a silent moan escaped your lips as your barely clothed breast brushed against his, giving your boyfriend the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue properly inside your mouth for another taste.
his hands squeezed your sides lightly, applying just the right amount of pressure to feel good, and just as you were about to pull him even closer to deepen the kiss, he slowly pulled back, making you want his lips more.
a smile appeared on his face at that, the smugness behind it pouting in response. you straddled him so your faces were on the same level and suddenly the boxer went exe.error404
"jagi, your mom-". he spoke, his hot breath hitting your face with each exhale. you smirked at him.
he was so mean.
"how can you act innocent right after sucking my mouth dry a second ago, you monster?".
"b-but-". oh no. his cheeks were red, wide eyes searching for one of your parents to pop up from nowhere suddenly, hands finding no safe spot to grip at your sides, finally opting to put them in your waist, almost engulfing its whole circumference because of the size of his hands.
when a few moments passed and you still remained in the same state, he finally relented and sealed your lips once more in a quick kiss, one of his hands moving up from your waist to gently caress your swollen lower lip afterward.
“is that what you've been thinking about all this time, baby?". he asked embarrassingly, eyes avoiding your brown ones for all that was worth.
you nodded, your eyes roaming all over his face before reaching out to move some of the hair away from his eyes, gathering his attention.
"sorry, but yes". you pouted, a small smile starting to appear on the boxer's mouth. you could tell he was embarrassed to hear you confess he occupies your mind 24/7 as if he didn’t know that yet. "and that you are so irritably sexy".
not even one second after, gun-woo's hand is covering your mouth with his eyes wide open and a laugh escapes your lips. he instantly mouths for you to be careful.
"i didn't even say anything wrong!". you defend, automatically tracing his scar on the right side of his face like you are already used to, brushing his hair at the end.
"you want sexy time, i know you!". he whisper-shouts, now completely avoiding your gaze. you laughed.
"sorry". you were not. "it's not my fault you're wearing pink shorts! you can't do this to me, you're mean!". you whined on his lap.
"you were crying seconds ago, what happened?!". it was his turn to pout, looking genuinely confused at your change of emotions. "woojin-hyung said you were crazy when you guys first met".
"aish- that old f-". gun-woo covered your mouth again, warning you. "he's lucky he didn't make it here".
this one is for my crybaby girlies i got you don't worry, gun-woo is here to wipe your tears and fuck your brains out - in a loving way. loved imagining beach!gunwoo a little too much.
#this was supposed to be longer im sorryyyy#hope you enjoyed anyways!!#woo do hwan#kim geun woo x reader#kim gun woo#bloodhounds fanfic#bloodhounds#bloodhounds x reader#bloodhounds netflix#bloodhounds kdrama
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Best friend's little sister Pt. 2
Pablo was arriving to training a little later than usual noticing Hector with a prominent bruise on his left eye. He was starting to train with the first team occasionally and there was clear tension between him and Pedri since the party.
Pablo couldn't deny he was happy someone knocked the dude for grabbing your ass, but it also made him worried what his best friend might do to him if he finds out the whole truth. Ayy que haces conmigo pequeñita!
"We still have to play with him hermano" Pablo said sitting besides Pedri who was giving the boy death glares.
"I heard you pulled her away from him that night" Pedri said and Pablo's blood froze wondering how much did Hector see really hoping he was too wasted to care what happened against the wall.
"Yeah..I saw her and took her home" Pablo said seeing his friend nod which told him that he didn't know anything more..fuck that was close!
"Gracias hermano! She's defiantly being grounded for this stunt" Pedri said and Pablo nodded knowing he already gave his 'punishment' that same night before Pedri returned.
Flashback
"P..please papi make me cum..i'll be good..i..p..promise you" my cries filled the room as Pablo was edging me for the past hour always brining me right to the edge before denying me to finish..this was torture and he knew it.
"Mi nena mala doesn't get to cum..not until she fixes her attitude" Pablo whispered into my ear denying me once more before dressing me up in his black shirt and kissing me goodnight.
"Think twice before letting someone else touch what's mine pequeñita.." were the last words he spoke to me before sneaking out that night.
End of flashback
"I have one rule, my sister is off limits! Fucking respect it!" Pedri groaned while fixing his coasters and Pablo gulped feeling very dirty for thinking dirty thoughts with my brother sitting right besides him. Pedri will never get over his rule..
A week passed and Pedri was still giving me a cold shoulder for sneaking out that night but my "punishment" ends today and I were happy for finally being able to leave the house again after school.
Tonight his friends (Pablo included;) were coming over and since Masa was out of town to visit her family, I came down the stairs wanting to hang out with them.
Pedri came back from the kitchen seeing me there asking to play FIFA with them. He placed snacks on the table asking me to let them chill alone but I looked at Pablo with puppy dog eyes..I really wanted to stay!
"She'll play with me, vale ? More chances for you to win hermano" Pablo said and Pedri shrugged nodding his head..it was only when it came to Pablo did he trust with his sister.
Balde, Ansu, Ferran and even Rapha noticed how close the two of us were always somehow touching or laughing together. We even won one time celebrating by hugging but to Pedri that was nothing special..Pablo was his best friend and he trusted him.
"Last round, I'm posting the winners on my story! Ready to loose Pablito??" Rapha said challenging Pablo. He pulled me back taking the full control and basically massacring them one by one as you cheered at the end.
"We won! Huh take that!!!" you said sticking your tongue out at the boys who rolled their eyes laughing while Pablo took a moment to look down at you with a smirk. He liked how my small hand was holding his flexed bicep..fuck he was getting horny again!!
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gaviragirls: her hand placement!!😳
pedrimirey: that's pedris sister relaxx!
pedrigavifans: yeah no way will pedri let him be with his little sis!!
pedrii: stop the rumors cause you'll ruin their friendship
pablogavi: good job pequeñita!
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pedri: "if she plays with me we'll lose hermano!!!" -pg
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pedrigonzz: see they're just friends relaxXX!!!!
"Damn I forgot about my physical exam tomorrow morning..I can't take you to school hermanita" Pedri said mid dinner looking at me and then at Pablo who immediately offered to take his car and pick me up.
"House keys are upstairs..I can grab.." Pedri couldn't finish the sentence since I already said I was tired and can give it to Pablo as he followed me upstairs.
"You sure there's nothing going on between them Pedri?" Rafa asked and Pablo gulped but heard Pedri say he was absolutely sure about it. That was good but ultimately made Pablo even more screwed up!
The moment you were upstairs, you grabbed Pablo's hand and he pulled you closer kissing your lips feverishly. You were both screwed but couldn't care less in that moment!!!
"I wanted to do that all night!" you say and he smirks when you pulled away from each other.
"You really need to be more subtle about your affection pequeñita or he will start to notice too.." Pablo said as I pulled him into my room jumping into his arms and he grabbed my butt holding me up and kissing my lips again..we were both hungry for each other.
"I didn't do anything..you were holding my hand underneath the table the whole dinner!" I remind him while he kept kissing me from my lips to my neck while sitting down on the bed with me straddling his lap.
"And you were caressing my bicep as I played the game..it was driving me loco pequeñita!!!" he said and I giggled smiling and leaning into his neck to leave a few kisses myself. He closed his eyes enjoying the sweet ministration I gave to his neck wondering how badly he wanted to have you right now on this bed!
"I can't stay long.." he reminded me but still enjoyed my kisses. It was like his head and heart couldn't agree in that moment..I knew the feeling!!!
"Hm..we can say I just couldn't find the keys so quickly??" you smirk and he nods pulling you with him onto the bed cuddling up comfortably for a few minutes.
"I need to come down soon or he will start looking for me.." Pablos said while spooning me and playing with my hair as I tried to fall asleep in his arms. I was so tired of sleeping alone..I just wanted to stay like this for at least one night more.
"But..I want to sleep in your arms like this tonight!!!" I whined and he kissed the top of my head slowly getting up as I grabbed his bicep not letting him go.
"No!" I sass getting his stern look again..fuck it was my kryptonite!
"Be good now pequeñita..one more goodnight kiss and I'll see you tomorrow morning vale?" he said and I smiled as he kissed my lips one more time tucking me in and grabbing the car keys on the nightstand.
"Goodnight mi cielo.." he said and I blushed at that new nickname..it made butterflies in my stomach erupt..me and Pablo really started being more than just attracted to each other and it was getting more dangerous.
"Goodnight.." I managed to say before he closed my bedroom door and left downstairs with the keys saying bye to his friends.
The next morning, I was woken up by soft warm body on top of mine instead of a loud and obnoxious alarm blaring besides my head. Pablo was kissing my neck massaging my hips as I smiled opening my eyes slowly to look at him and touch his hair.
"Hmm I can get used to this.." I say and he moved to lay besides me as I quickly cuddled up to him enjoying his warmth. Pedri was surely already gone to his physical and I could enjoy this moment with Pablo in peace.
"Will you come to the game tonight pequeñita??" he asked while playing with my hair gently and I smiled looking up and nodding my head. I wouldn't miss El Classico for anything in the world..now having two people to support instead of one.
"I know you'll wear Pedri's jersey..but..I can't help wishing to see you in mine one day" Pablo said and I knew he rarely opened up like this so I savored the moment..and I got an idea for a surprise in that moment.
I begged Pablo to pick Masa up with me and he groaned saying "just for you pequeñita" before my best friend joined us. When we arrived to school, Pablo hesitated but it was obvious what he wanted in that moment..what we both wanted.
"Go ahead..I won't say a word..promise! Just as long as my girl is happy!" she said and he kissed me being hidden from the rest of the world by black car windows.
"Be good! See you tonight pequeñita" he said as we both left and he surely checked out my school uniform again..he had a thing for it for sure!!! I told Masa about the surprise and she was excited for me promising to be my date for the game and make sure I can sneak out behind bleachers on time!!!
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The game was intense, typical for El Classico, with lots of faul and occasional fighting. Pablo was the one catching arguments while my brother tried calming him down..all I could think about is seeing Pablo all sweaty and perfect after the game..fuck I hope he likes my surprise!!!
Luckily Barça ended up winning which pissed of the madritistas but most of all Vinicius Jr who pushed Pablo to the ground and the fight broke. You saw Pablo walking off the pitch looking at Masa who told you to go now and she will meet your brother.
You quickly took off Pedri's jersey smiling at your Gavi one underneath before running to meet him behind the bleachers like you agreed. He was there and your stomach flipped the moment your eyes landed on his..fuck he was pissed iff and never hotter!!!
"Have you seen that hijo de fucking puta!!? Pushing me because he can't lose and because we are a better club and.." but you shut him up with a kiss and his strong sweaty arms wrapped around your tightly..that's when he noticed HIS name shining on your back.
"Pequeñita..turn around for me???" he said and you smirked pulling away and turning to make him see bright GAVI shinning on your back before returning his gaze. He was in utter shock as his hand touched his part and before you knew it you were kissing again.
"Estas loca!? What if Pedri sees??" you say and again you shut him up with a kiss explaining that you wore his underneath your brothers..Pablo relaxed and continued making your with you with his hands now comfortably resting on your butt while his lips devoured yours.
You two were too "busy" to notice Vini standing there with his phone and snapping a picture with a smirk on his face..
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WALKING INTO YOUR EMBRACE , INSTEAD.
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⁀➷ pairing: blade x afab! reader ( a little bit of kafka ? )
⁀➷ synopsis: you’re the newest recruit of the astral express , and one day , you follow your peers out for the first time , not knowing what lie ahead..
⁀➷ warnings: mentions of sensitive content ( pt. 2 )
IT HAD BEEN AROUND A WEEK since you boarded the Astral Express. You were a wanderer roaming a planet , scavenging for shelter all the time , because at a young age , you were sent to the abandoned planet.
That was all you could remember when Himeko and Welt first questioned you — and by chance , the express crew had been roaming around your ‘ homeland ’ planet when you were at the verge of dying of hunger.
Because they rescued you , you quickly developed an attachment to the crew - they were like your family. March 7th , the bubbly pink-haired girl , loved you and always followed you around like a puppy , decorating your once-bland hair with tons of ribbons.
The quiet black-haired male called Dan Heng didn’t talk much to you, but he always lingered around you , checking to see if you were alright.
And there was Stelle , according to March 7th , she was another fresh recruit to the express , and March described as the ‘ trash-can lover ’ - although you didn’t understand her well , she was like a sister to you.
Himeko and Welt were like your parents. Their warm care brought you to open your heart a little more , and you couldn’t imagine what you’d do without them by your side.
“ Hey , wake up! We’re heading to the next stop! ”
You woke up to March 7th’s excited squealing. Rubbing your eyes , you rolled out of the bed , pulling up your attire while yawning.
“ Already? But you guys just left the Xianzhou. ”
“ Of course! We still have a ton of places to go~ ”
Heaving a long sigh , you stretch and follow her out. You knew this was the Astral Express crew’s routine , to go from planet to planet to save places that were suffering from something called a ‘ stellaron. ’
You weren’t sure about what it was , and you didn’t know anything about it. You were just grateful they decided to rescue you from the abandoned planet , and during that time , you were too bedraggled to go around other planets , so you stayed behind when they looked around the Xianzhou.
Obviously , you had Himeko as company during that time ; but a part of you persisted the urge to just chill and relax in the train.
—As selfish as the thought was , you always wondered why they kept trying to do things to help people while risking their lives in the process.
“ You aren’t going this time too? ”
Himeko gently sat beside you , studying your troubled face. You slowly shake your head apologetically.
“ I’m sorry. I’m no good at trailblazing or anything. I’ll only slow them down. ”
It wasn’t exactly a lie.
“ And you’re also confused why we keep trying to help others by risking our lives, am I correct? ”
You hesitate , wondering how she figured it out. Then you nod slowly , and apologetically. You prepared yourself to face her wrath. “ I don’t really get it.. ”
To your surprise , instead of lecturing you on the spirit of trailblazing , she simply smiles in understanding.
“ I know it will be confusing for you. So I won’t push you on doing it , but..
“ … this time , I want you to follow them. ”
You were about to smile until she said the last sentence. Your brain paused for a moment.
“ …me? ”
“ Yes , you. You won’t do anything , don’t worry. I just want you to try to see the wonders of the world , that’s all. How about it? ” she looks at you expectantly.
“ Oh …well , .. ”
“ If you don’t like it , you won’t have to go to expeditions anymore. I’ll let you be and rest in this train. Just this once? ”
Himeko was basically begging you , and you wince. You didn’t want to reject her request , but you didn’t want to go outside.
But knowing the things the Astral Express did for you , you found yourself hard to decline.
“ Alright. ” the words come out unknowingly out of your mouth. “ Just this once. ”
And here you were , getting ready to leave with March 7th , Dan Heng , and Stelle. As soon as you showed up to get ready , all three of them looked at you in surprise.
“ She’s going? ” March squealed , excitement shining in her pink eyes as she was practically losing it. “ Oh my god ! We finally get to be a squad? ”
“ Yes , but make sure you keep her safe. ” Himeko chided.
Welt looked lost in thought. “ Are you sure this is a good idea? ” he asked Himeko.
“ I trust them to protect her. She won’t be harmed. ”
“ I’m with Mr. Yang on this one. ” Dan Heng crossed his arms , narrowing his eyes at you. “ What if we do fail to keep her around? There’s countless possibilities we can consider. ”
“ Then I’ll be the one who takes the responsibility. ” Himeko told him. “ I’m the one who decided to take her in. ”
“ When are we leaving? ” Stelle cut in.
“ Now. Make sure to check where you’re heading- remember , this is a deserted planet. But we caught a Stellaron burst on this place - so you have to be careful- it means something is on this planet. When anything goes wrong , send me a transmit. ”
You stare at her , pleadingly- you really didn’t want to go , but she seemed to have set her mind. Filled with uncertainty and fear , you follow your friends off the express.
“ Take care , and remember to keep check on her. ” Himeko pointed to you. “ And make sure to tell me if there’s something abnormal going on there! ”
“ Of course~ ! ” March looked confident. “ We’re experts at protecting people. Let’s go. ”
The train sped forward , blasting off towards their destination. You cling onto the sofa next to Stelle , unsure of what your future held.
The abandoned planet didn’t have a name. It was located somewhere between the Xianzhou and a nearby galaxy. According to Dan Heng’s research , it used to be a metropolis , but for some unknown reasons , everyone abandoned it , and now it was just dust and ruin.
It kind of reminded you about the planet you were abandoned in- lifeless , fallen , empty.
You cautiously stuck right behind March , looking around. The air was funny , it was far more denser and uncomfortable than the air in the express. It was also extremely cold.
March caught you shivering and looked pitying. “ Here , have my jacket. All those days in the comfy express really got to you , huh. ”
You opened your mouth for a response but you couldn’t. It was true you chilled in the express , bathing in the luxury the comfy place gave you- you were prone to be sensitive to climate change.
They continued deeper in. You shiver at the lifeless place— fallen ruins that looked like old structures , now eroding into nothingness. Dust scattered around the air in slow motion weirdly , as if they were stuck in something.
“ What’s with the air? ” March echoed her thoughts. “ It’s so gross. Cute girls aren’t supposed to breathe this. ”
“ I don’t know , but it’s probably the effects of the Stellaron. ” Dan Heng replied.
“ Hey look , a Fragmentum. ” March prodded , pointing at a group of black crystals growing on one of the abandoned structures. Honestly , it gave you the creeps. You made sure to stay back. You didn’t know why , but you didn’t like its presence.
“ A Stellaron is definitely present. It shouldn’t be too far from here. Let’s move. ”
You had to waste extreme energy to catch up with their pace. They sped through the dust and neared the central core of the planet , where you could see a massive temple-like structure sitting in the middle , with a weird light trapped inside of it.
Upon seeing it , the crew immediately dove towards the nearest fallen structure , hiding away from sight. You followed , assuming it was a safety protocol.
“ The Stellaron! ” March gasped. “ Hey , we’re not even an hour in and we find our goal? This is too easy! ”
So that’s a Stellaron , you think , examining the bright object lain in the center. That thing is creating all this chaos?
You found it hard to believe. It was so tiny , after all. You thought it was something gigantic.
“ A little too easy , if you ask me. ” Dan Heng warily looked around. “ Let’s keep cover here. I have a bad feeling about this. ”
“ But it’s right there. ” Stelle pointed out.
Before any of them could reply to that , a pillar near them collapsed into dust. You jump in fright , and March held you to support you.
“ It’s a trap. ” Dan Heng decided. “ Let’s leave. It’s dangerous here. ”
“ But that’s our goal! ” March argued. “ Are we just gonna come back empty-handed?! ”
“ Himeko told us to bring her back safely. That was our prime goal. ”
“ Ugh! Say what you wanna say. I’m destroying that! ” March glared at him and rushed forward. Stelle tried to bring her back , but she sprinted extremely fast towards the temple.
“ March! ” Dan Heng yelled , running after her. “ Don’t! ”
Stelle ran after him , looking concerned — until you realized you were alone— in a panic , you look around , not knowing what to do. Your friends were too far and too busy trying to stop March , and when you tried sending a transmit to Himeko , the transmit continued to fail.
It was as if someone purposely cut off the transmission.
Until you felt two cold hands , tightening around your neck , like relentless steel. Terror engulfed your thoughts and you opened your mouth , the hint of a scream gracing your lips before the deadly edge of a blade slid onto your neck.
You trembled in fear , feeling your heart about to burst out of your ribcage , beating rapidly. The only thought you had was to live— you wanted to stay alive. You wanted to return to Himeko and Welt. You wanted to stay in the Express.
“ Stay quiet , will you? ”
The masculine voice broke your thoughts. You realize you’ve been breathing heavily enough for your breath to cloud the blade’s edge.
Afraid of what might happen if you didn’t stay quiet , you used all your manpower to bite back your trembling breathing. Instead , your body shook.
Whoever it was , they seemed to have fun seeing you in terror. The blade tauntingly nudged your neck , causing you to jerk back quickly. Because of it , you land against a hard surface , and you had a bad feeling it was not the ground , but their chest.
“ The Stellaron! ” March cried- you looked a little to her way , seeing the glowing object spinning midair to land in someone’s clasp. A woman with a coat was the one with the Stellaron. Her beautifully odd eyes curved tauntingly at the crew.
“ Instead of this , why don’t all of you focus on your poor friend? ” she clicked her tongue. Upon hearing the remark , the crew’s attention diverted to you ; horror written across their faces.
“ [name] ! ” March gasped.
Upon seeing you in the fatal state , they panicked , their gazes going back and forth from the Stellaron to you. You uncomfortably stay still , feeling ashamed that you were being used as a pawn.
“ Let her go. ” Dan Heng brandished his weapon at the woman.
“ Oh , calm down a little , will you? I’m giving you a chance to bargain with us. ” The woman gracefully landed on the temple , spinning the Stellaron around , casting a smirk at the confused group.
“ So , Astral Express crew , what’s more important? Saving this planet… or saving your friend over there? ”
You stare at them , desperately trying to call out to them- but the blade prevented her from doing so , and they seemed lost in thought. After a long conversation , it was March who uncomfortably opened her mouth.
“ Give us the Stellaron , Kafka. ”
Your eyes stretch open in disbelief and you stare at them , but all of them avoid your stare. Stelle glanced up and looked at you apologetically- then quickly turned her gaze back to the woman. Dan Heng was unable to look at your direction. March looked ashamed , but she too , did not look at you.
Disbelief was first and then you felt as if the blade on your throat had just sliced through your body. You felt your heart race again- not because of fear , but because of betrayal. You were betrayed by your friends. They chose to save this abandoned dust of a planet over you.
This was your last moment with the Astral Express.
“ Oh.. how amusing. I didn’t know the whole crew was a group of utter traitors. ” The low chuckle taunted you. The noise rung in your ears. You felt as if someone was strangling you - unable to speak because you were too stunned.
“ But guess what? Stellaron Hunters don’t negotiate with such people. ”
The woman named Kafka shot them a smirk- and with that , slid the Stellaron right into her pocket. Turning to your direction , she tilts her head.
“Let’s go , Bladie. Take her along , will you? ”
The man behind you withdrew his blade - and with one swift heave , he took you in his arms roughly.
The last thing you saw before passing out was the faces of your former crew mates.
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Rafe Cameron x Puppygirl ♡ Headcanons
Warnings: Nsfw, 24/7 power exchange, dom/sub dynamics, rafe may be seen as toxique, consenual somnophilia, breeding kink, pet play, puppy play, fluff, drug use, Puppy has adhd
Taglist: @sunflowerleii @itzdarling
Rafe absolutely adores his puppy
Shes the sweetest, most energetic little ball of sunshine.
Puppy could probably have anyone on the planet with her magnetic personality, but she loves no one but him ♡
He never thought he'd be interested in a very clingy gf but he LOVES how shes always sitting on his lap or attached to him like a koala
He definitely keeps a cage like this or this in his bedroom just for her ♡
Of course Puppy bites him all the time, but consider this: he also bites her. His teeth dig into the back of her neck and she just goes limp in his arms <3 he does this whenver hes misbehaving but also when shes anxious or jittery
Leaving puppy alone when he goes to work is criminal negligence (in her eyes) so *IF POSSIBLE* if hes working at a desk, she'll sit underneath it, or even just in his car for a couple hours💀
He keeps her favourite candies in his pocket and literally gives them to her like treats (scooby snacks and lindt chocolates)
Clicker training!!!! Everytime he makes her cum, or does something that he knows makes her stimmy happy, he'll start pressing his lil clicker😣
"You're too dumb to do that today, silly puppy" as he bends down to tie her shoes for her
Of course he doesnt let her keep a job (not that she really wants one!) Being his good puppy is perfect enough
Collars<3 if shes comfortable having an actual pet collar then he'd 100% want one, but would prob only let her wear it at home or going to safe places.
If shes not into those, then something more discrete, like this.
Head rubs/pats, back rubs, belly rubs
Of course puppy girl is always horny, he once found her *desperately* humping a pillow while he was sleeping right beside him, since then hes told her the only things shes allowed to grind against w/o permission is his leg
And Puppy highkey takes full advantage of that. While hes working, sleeping, etc
They also both have breeding kinks and its so unsafe🤭 its actually a wonder she doesnt have pups yet tbh
Back to biting, Puppy has a huge oral fixation, and Rafe is her perfect target ♡ he's constantly covered in bite marks (literally him) basically a chewtoy for her
Of course Puppy gets zoomies once in awhile, but Rafe'll usually just fuck the extra energy out of her <3
Puppy is veryy curious about everything
She always wants to be involved in Rafes business, and at first he thought he'd bring her along once just to scare her out of begging again. She now wont let him leave the house without her
It didnt scare her, quite the opposite in fact it intrigued her. Shes loyal to him, regardless of weather hes in the wrong or not
When she first asked to try a bump he laughed his ass off. Not because he thought she couldn't handle it, but she was already a ball of energy without it, no way in hell was he getting her high and adding to that
She did however pout enough to make him agree for her to atleast try pot
If she enjoys it, itll become a very common thing, especially because of all her extra energy all the time
Puppy Loves how casually dominant Rafe is.
He orders for her when she cant decide what she wants (choosing what she wants!) There was probably even a time where some waitstaff commented on how she could make her own choices that made Puppy litterally LOL
He also helps to remind her to do things that slip her mind sometimes like wating breakfast, taking any medications, doing her skincare, finishing homework, etc
He wont lie, shes definitely strange (she once asked to hold his weiner while he pissed💀) but he loves it.
Its almost toxic because he knows thats she will always see him in the best light no matter what he does. He would never knowingly lead her astray, but she doesnt know that and still blindly follow his every word.
Thats not to say shes not bratty once in awhile
Her periods become an incredibly prickly time, full of many moodswings and "i dont want anyone to touch me" (followed by crying over the fact that hes not cuddling her)
One time he made a joke saying he wouldn't go buy her snacks because "puppies cant have chocolate" 🙄 hes an idiot.
He adores teasing her because shes just so reactive, she squirms and blushes or yells at him and cries. He'll never stop obsessing over her tears
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Stelle nsfw and sfw headcannons…Pleasewe
ye ye!! since you two buds said please-
— aaa being in a relationship with stelle is a ride. she’s so pretty and weird that you even wonder how someone like her exists. oh well, you ain’t complaining. despite her weird traits, when it comes to you, she’s protective and almost always seen by your side! she’s like a cat y’know?
— stelle flirts but it’s..pretty random? i feel like she doesn’t know how to be romantic all like that but tries her best in unintentional silly ways. like one time, she shows up at your cabin door in the middle of the night with a rose in her mouth casually asking to be let in. if you’re wearing an outfit that she never seen before and likes it, she’ll stare at you for the longest before commenting how good you look. she’ll prob say “ your butt fits nice in those pants, can i touch?”
— the way stelle looks at you whenever you’re around is adorable. march describes it as “a happy puppy who’s happy to see its owner! “
— def touch starved. every chance she gets to cuddle with you, she plops on top of you like a dead fish and now she’s apart of you. stelle’s pretty strong so if her arms are wrapped around you. . .good luck! also, please give her forehead kisses, it makes her all puddy inside and her love-sick grin is just precious.
— her kisses aren’t bad at all. they’re languid but a little sloppy since she’s ofc inexperienced. she’ll kiss you like that before and after missions, and in the heat of the moment like after a chase or fight; it grounds her.
— there’s a few times where stelle randomly suggested on making out with you behind a building during a mission and you just look at her like she took a dive in one of the trash cans on a street.
— you know that one idle when stelle is playing on her phone? yeah, imagine her challenging you to play with her and you almost always beat her. when she finally wins, for some reason she’s smug? like you’re sore loser, why so smug? she’d be the type to ask for a rematch and try to make you lose by casually using cheesy pick-up lines or making some random jokes that’s weirdly funny.
“ wow, i’m first place, again. “ you laughed, taking delight in seeing your girlfriend’s shoulders sag in defeat as she frowns at the sight of 2nd place in front of her name. “ losing in mario kart mobile is depressing, i know. it’s a skill issue though, the game’s easy. “ you shrugged, tucking your phone back into your pocket.
“ . . . .your mom. “ she mumbled.
your head whipped towards her, a look of surprised etched on your face. “ wh-what did you just say? did. .did you just make a mom joke, stelle? “ stelle clears her throat, golden eyes twinkling with mischief, she smiling cheekily, “ no, i obviously said good game, (name). “
nsfw
— stelle’s a service top and bottom so basically a switch. she prefers top though because she enjoys pleasing you. that dazed expression on your face; it’s almost like you’re seeing stars, she’s so enthralled by it. she’s so obsessed with the way you moan her name, she does whatever means necessary to hear your voice like a broken record in her ear.
— pervert! stelle is real. she’s sneaky with it, if you’re in the shower, she shamelessly undresses and invites herself. you won’t really realize she’s there until you hear the sliding door creak open and soon after, wandering hands makes theirselves known on your stomach then travels downward; hair ticking against your neck. she grins when you say her name in a breathless voice.
— she likes to touch herself and goes off at the mere thought of you alone. even when you’re asleep beside her, she can’t resist the urge in fingering herself while watching you sleep. she’s fine in relieving herself like this and doesn’t wanna wake you up. but sometimes, she gets a little too loud. is it on purpose in hopes of you waking up to help her out? maybe.
— i can imagine her throwing you a suggestive glance as you travel your fingers up her skirt from under a table, wandering a little too close to her cunt. she spreads her legs a little more, silently inviting you to go farther.
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Sirius x Reader x Remus
18+ MINORS DNI
Older Sirius and Remus with a younger reader being around the same age as Tonks.
This is just basically pure filth. Also this is my first time writing for HP characters, hope it’s ok.
Y/n’s Pov
“Wait what?” Remus questioned, looking between Sirius and I as if we were crazy.
We all sat in the living room, Sirius and I sat beside each other on the couch whilst Remus sat opposite us on the armchair.
“I told you he wouldn’t go for it.” I grumbled at Sirius, already cursing my boyfriend for this silly yet exhilarating idea, also now hiding my face in his shoulder.
“I was merely wondering if you’d consider it Moony.” Sirius spoke, not breaking eye contact with his best friend and wrapping his arms around me.
“You are both fine with it and chose me of all people? Y/n you’re so young and could choose anyone else but you chose me?” Remus was still trying to wrap his head around the situation, breaking the eye contact to bury his face in his palms as he leaned back.
“I know it’s a lot to take in but we have talked about it in depth and decided you’d be the best option. Y/n also knows about when we were together during our last year at school until we were twenty.” Sirius tried to explain.
“I really would like you to say yes Remus, it can be a fun experience for all of us and I’ve always thought you to be attractive plus it’s something I’ve always wanted to try.” I added in, hoping to sway his thoughts to seeing the positive.
“I think,” Remus spoke, finally looking back at us. It was obvious he was he was pulling the options over in his head, “s-sure, we can give it a go.”
Sirius and I smiled, getting up and grabbing ahold of Remus’ hands each and pulling him towards the stairs, both men’s erections clear as day in their pants. Sirius lead they way as I trailed behind both the men.
As we entered mine and Sirius’ shared room Remus stood awkwardly, watching as I approached him slowly with a nod of approval from Sirius.
“I want this, I want you.” I whispered, looking up at him through my lashes and placing my hands on his chest.
“Touch her Moony.” Sirius spoke as he went to sit in the armchair in the room, preferring to just watch for now.
Remus grabbed my hips as he pulled me flush against him, leaning down to kiss me his tongue asking for permission. I wasted no time in opening my mouth and letting him dominate the kiss.
Our tongues brushed one another and as he went to pull away I sucked on his tongue slightly, eliciting a groan from him.
We panted a little as we pulled at each others clothing, stripping ourselves completely before he pulled me in for another kiss, this time holding the back of my neck with his right hand as his left trailed down to squeeze my breasts.
“C’mon Moony, play with her clit and finger her, she’s not shy.” Sirius grunted, I peaked over my shoulder to see him palm himself through his pants, watching us intensely.
Remus kissed down my neck, his hand still playing with breasts as his other went further south. He toyed with my slit, spreading my slick all over his hand before gently rubbing my clit. I gripped his shoulders tightly as I moaned, my hips slowly grinding into his hand.
“More Remus,” I moaned as he detached himself and knelt before me, grabbing my hip to keep me stable as he pushed a finger inside of me. Leaning forward he kitten licked my clit, staring up at me to watch how I react.
I ran my fingers through his hair as I pulled him closer to me, wanting and needing more from him. Remus added another two fingers into the mix, pumping and curling them quickly making my knees buckle.
“Fuck Moony, you look so good eating my girl out like that and Y/n, you look so sexy right now but I don’t want you to cum just yet, hold it for me puppy.” Sirius spoke, standing up and coming towards us.
“I’m s-so close, can’t hold it. Please! Need to cum!” I begged about to collapse as Sirius pressed against me from behind, keeping me upright.
“No.” He whispered before pulling me out of Remus’ grasp and throwing me on the bed.
“Padfoot.” Remus growled, getting up before staring down at Sirius.
“Don’t forget your just a guest dear Moony, and she only cums when I say she does.” Sirius growled back.
I watched as Sirius undressed himself before crawling onto the bed and positioning himself behind me, sitting me on his lap as his cock prods my back. Remus stood watching the scene before him.
“Spread those legs gorgeous, show Moony that pretty pussy again.” He whispered into my ear, placing butterfly kisses along my neck and reaching around to hold my legs wide open.
“You can take her cunt first and I’ll take her ass, then I want to you to pound my ass as I eat her pussy. Got it?” Sirius’ voice held so much dominance and I couldn’t help but shudder as he talked about me as if I wasn’t even there.
Remus nodded and crawled onto the bed, waiting for Sirius to prep me first. He watched intently as Sirius’ hand traveled to my aching core, rubbing along and pushing into me until he was satisfied with how wet his hand was.
His hand then travelling a little further as he slowly pushed a finger into my asshole, thrusting it in and out before adding another, waiting for me to stretch easily around them so he could add a third finger into me.
I could only whimper and moan as he stretched me out, rocking my hips into his hand as I held his wrist and dug my nails into his skin.
“Please just fuck me!” I half screamed, feeling as if I was going to go insane if I didn’t have their cocks in me soon.
“So impatient puppy.” Sirius chuckled but obliged nonetheless, pulling his fingers out before lifting me up and pumping himself a few times to get my wetness over his cock.
He and Remus held me up as the kneeled behind and in front of me. Remus teasingly pushed his cock against my entrance before pulling back. Both men were chuckling as I could only whine at them.
“Hold on to him tight my love.” Sirius placed a kiss to my shoulder before slowly pushing himself onto my ass, I gasped and did as he told, holding onto Remus tightly and even biting into his shoulder slightly at the feeling.
Before I could even catch my breath Remus rammed himself into my pussy, neither male giving me much time before they started thrusting.
“Remus~ o-oh Siri! Fuck,” I couldn’t barley think as they fucked me, their hand travelling all over before one of the started playing with my clit and Sirius grabbed my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.
“So fucking tight Y/n! Squeezing me like that’ll make me cum quicker than I’d like.” Remus grunted, thrusting even harder as he attached his lips to my breasts, playfully nipping and sucking.
“Doing so good for me puppy, taking both of our cocks like a good little slut aren’t you? Fuck your ass feels so nice, want me to cum in you? I think you do, and what about Moony aye? Moony, I want you to cum in her!” Sirius demanded, pulling my cheeks apart and watching his cock disappear.
“Such a nice little slut, you’d do anything for me yeah? I need you to cum now, cum on his cock. Scream out his name.” Sirius whispered, rubbing my clit in a fast pace, I just nodded, screaming out Remus’ name as I came around him.
“Remus! Remus Remus Remus! Yes!” I leaned my head back against Siri’s shoulder as I came, their paces still being unforgiving as I closed my eyes. I could barely handle the pleasure they’re giving me but also wanting so much more.
“So good, gonna cum too,” Remus grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he neared his high, his cock throbbing slightly as he came. I could feel his warm cum shoot into me, his hips stilling whilst he was balls deep, leaning on me slightly.
“Gonna cum puppy, need you to say my name, say it for me.” Sirius spoke as Remus pulled out, his cum now dripping down my thighs.
“Sirius Siri Siri please!” I breathily moaned into his ear, his fingers once again finding my clit and bringing me towards the edge. As I came once again and tightened around him is when I felt his seed shoot into me, thrusting a few times before pulling out as well.
“Did so good for me my love, I’ll give you a quick rest before we continue.” Sirius missed my forehead whilst laying me down before he turned to Remus who smirked.
“Been a while hey Pads?” Remus spoke as he sucked his fingers before pulling Sirius in for a quick make out session and reaching around Sirius to finger him.
“Fuck Moony, not wasting any time are ya?” Sirius didn’t get a verbal response as Remus pulled his fingers out and spun Sirius around.
“Go eat her pussy as I line up to fuck you.” Remus was the one in control now as Sirius did as he was told.
Sirius got between my legs and licked up all of Remus’ cum that was dripping down my legs, wrapping his arms around my thighs to hold me in place. He quickly got to work on slurping, licking and nipping at my pussy.
Remus got behind Sirius and pulled apart his cheeks, lining himself up with Sirius’ hole before pushing himself all the way in.
“I’ve fucking missed this.” Remus growled, grabbing Sirius’ hips tightly before pounding into him as Sirius lapped at my pussy. I tangled my fingers through Sirius’ dark curly locks and pulled him closer as I thrusted my hips to meet his tongue.
“Siri! Yes fuck ahh!” I could already feel my third orgasm coming on as he groaned against me.
“Cum.” Sirius growled out, and I did, crying out his name in a chant as he rode out my high before pulling away and stabilising himself against Remus’ thrusts.
“That was just fucking sexy.” Remus grunted as he watched us, his fingers digging into Sirius so tightly they’ll definitely leave bruises.
“I know- fuck! She rarely squirts, oh Remus!” Sirius groaned out as he came, slumping against the mattress as Remus stilled.
“Fuck Sirius,” Remus pulled out, watching his cum slowly dribble out, “thank you both.” He panted, sitting against a bed post as he came down from his highs and caught his breath.
“And thank you Remus, gotta do this again.” I whispered, my voice nearly gone from all the moaning I did just prior.
“Mhmm, haven’t felt this good in a long time.” Sirius sat up and kissed Remus before coming up the bed and pulling me into his arms.
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Could you do like a Nate fic where they meet him for the first time? like shes is friends with the triplets and they introduce her to him for the first time. they hit it off and like flirt all night.
THE START OF SOMETHING (nathan doe)
summary: Nathan’s first time meeting you
genre: fluuuufff
cw: nothing
a/n: thanks for the request! i have loads more ideas so keep them coming :)
i’d met the triplets about 4 months ago, since then we’ve clicked almost immediately, being both influencers, we shared our opinions, shared music taste, and ever since then, i’ve hung out with them nearly every day. Two weeks ago they said their friend Nate was coming over, he finally was able to book a flight to LA and was arriving there next week. So I had about a week to stalk him. No, I’m kidding, but, I found his instagram, first of all, he looks like a puppy, and he plays hockey? how come the guys didn’t introduce me earlier.
After and hour of finding out some basic facts about him, my nerves eased up, given the awkward conversation i’d now know to avoid. So I waited a week, the triplets shared more stories of them with him as kids, it was heartwarming really.
At 3 pm, Matt and Chris went to the airport to pick him up while I stayed with Nick, preparing some snacks, and really just making everything welcoming for his arrival, after all, 5 hours on a plane is a lot, and he must be jet lagged, and if he’s anything like the triplets, he will be.
As the door swung open, I straightened my back and my face grew lighter with a smile, they boys were talking with him, Nick greeted him and Nate was left wondering who I was.
“hi- who’s this?” he acknowledged me with a grin before turning to the three brothers.
“im y/n, i’ve known the triplets for a bit now, nice to meet you” I said with a smile, I was normally very awkward when meeting new people and starting conversations, but somehow I felt a bit more comfortable talking with him.
“ohh nice, good to meet ‘ya” he said, flashing a smile at me. His distinct Bostonian accent was indeed much more prominent than the triplet’s, it made me want to giggle at every word he said. I nodded with a sheepish smile as the guys sat dispersed on the sofa, Nate being beside me. The conversation flowed, the four of them started catching on everything since they had last seen each other, it was nice to see, just nice people talking and sharing, my eyes seemed to land on Nate more then i’d like.
“so, y/n, where d’ya meet the triplets? hard to think these guys have any sort of skill in meeting pretty women, let alone find someone to stand them” he laughed with a silly grin, proud of his casual flirting, I laughed as well, that didn’t mean my face wasn’t flushed, I somehow thought he was being half serious.
“thank you” i sad eloquently “and we met at one of those influencer events, and somehow i’m now in their living room” I laughed, pursing my lips together to suppress another smile, he asked me more about myself, then the triplets did.
“well Nate, did you know she’s single…?” Chris said with his hands together in a scheming manner, I rolled my eyes on response, while Nate raised his eyebrows in surprise.
“no, I didn’t know that, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind then” he said, beaming a smile that I could easily melt at then and there. I looked down to hide the subtle maroon blush creeping up on me. He didn’t push it, seeing as I already had enough for the time being. The conversation flowed as regular, I chimed in time to time but not much, I learnt a lot more about Nate, like how he loves loves dogs, also, how he’s a literal cinnamon roll compared to how Chris acts.
We decided to go to Mcdonald’s for dinner, given that almost everything was already closed. Chris got in the drivers seat with Matt and Nick, Nate, and I, sat in the back.
“hey whats ‘ya number by the way?” he asked, pulling out his phone “or instagram, whatever works better” he said with a grin. I laughed and pulled out my phone to hand him my phone so he could put in his number and he handed me his, I saved my number as, “y/n🤭🫂” I thought it was cute, I smiled and rolled my eyes as I saw how he saved his on my phone, “future bf”, I think it’s safe to say both of us were not thinking of changing either names any time soon.
As we drove into the Mcdonald’s drive thru, Matt took our orders and drove to the second window, when we got our food, we were “supposed” to save it for when we got home, but all of us started eating regardless.
Nate tried to steal some of my fries, I flicked his hand away and he dramatically held his hand in pain “greedy much?” he joked, laughing when he couldn’t contain it anymore, Chris and Nick exchanged the same look, rolling their eyes, already predicting what was bound to happen between the two of us.
As the night comes to an end, I have to get back to my house, Nate tried not to look disappointed as I said my goodbyes, I hugged the triplets and arranged for us to meet up tomorrow.
“but like, do you have to go, i mean, do they not have extra sleeping arrangements with this big of a house?” he said with a head tilt, groaning at the negative response
“clingy much?” I said with a grin before waving goodbye again, laughing before closing the door and walking to my car, as I turned around I saw Nate waving goodby, I burst out laughing and struggled to unlock my car. As soon as i got home, I texted Nate.
“just got home, night, sleep well :)”
Maybe this could be the start of something
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a/n: sorry if its short, I had to write it directly on tumblr cause I can’t copy paste so i really cba😭🙏
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Mafia life
Pairing: Elvis Presley x reader.
Warning:INCEST, Gore, Murder, Attempt Murder, death of a parent, smut, Breeding kink, Daddy kink, Bipolar Elvis, Voyeurism kink, Gun kink, Creampie, Dirty talk, Rough sex, Stockholm syndrome, Degrading kink, Planned and Unplanned Pregnancy, Breeding, Reader didn't know what a period is, Cockwarm, Choking and Squirting, Hair pulling, angry sex, Men jerking off, Cum shots, Virginity loss, Period sex, Dark humor. (Elvis is 40, and the reader's 18)
Summary: You were obsessed with singer Elvis Presley but your mother forbid it for some reason and after your mom died you finally got to see your birth certificate so you were shocked when you saw his name underneath the word father and you find out lots of stuff that you never knew and realize your mother made you live in a lie.
A/n: if you don't like to read this sort of thing, please move on or block. Do Not hate.
Elvis could recall the time he first met your mother; Sofia Longo. He was but starting the way of mafia life and he was making a deal with her father. He was smitten with her the moment see her, he remembers trying to talk to her and always ending up stuttering like a fool, a pretty giggle always leaving her pretty full lips. He remembers their first kiss, she was renting to him about her father and how he treat her like a delicate doll. It was a beautiful starry night in Memphis and they were on the balcony of her mansion from her room.
"Ì wás bórn intó this kìnd of wórld, hè shóuld knów ì'm nót á dóll" she walked back and forth, talking with her hands. Elvis smiled watching her, he was sure he had puppy dog eyes at her, she was beautiful and that accent surely didn't help "yóu lístening to mé?" she had stopped and glared at him with playful hate "I-I-I-i'm sorry darlin', just-well..you're just beautiful I couldn't. Oh, can I kiss ya?" He asked, nerves biting him like angry snakes "í thought you'd névér ask" Elvis's hand wrapped around Sofia's neck and pulled her into a deep kiss.
That was also the first night they made love. After that he got her father to agree to let Elvis date her which wasn't that hard, her father liked him like a son. A few years later he asked her to marry him, she was so happy that she basically tackled him into a hug as she said "YÉS".
He and she became the king and queen of the Memphis Mafia, and life was wonderful, not only did he have a beautiful wife and was a kingpin to a strong mafia, his singing career was taking off but it all seemed pointless when Sofia left without a trace, not even her father didn't know where she was. That was when he was 22 then, he's been searching for her ever since.
After 18 years, 18 years he finally found her but not in way he'd like..
The first thing that he saw as he busted open the door to her apartment, was her laying in her blood and still gushing from the stab wounds littering her body, the butcher knife standing strong within her throat, and..a girl kneeling beside her corpse, blood on her hands as she stares at the body of his love, her hair covering her face.
Elvis saw red and he rushed to the girl, her back hits the floor as Elvis pinned to it, his hands wrapped around her neck and squeezing. The girl claws at his arms, panic in her pretty eyes..Elvis had seen those eyes before and that nose and hair color..Elvis widened at the realization, he quickly let her go, and as she takes a deep breath in, he takes his pistol and knocks her out with it. He gets off and picks her up bridal Style, "Men," the men surrounding him perk up "I want to know this girl's relation with your queen. Check everything, no spot unchecked, and be quick. Understand?" Elvis looked around the room "Yes sir!" they immediately start looking.
Elvis nodded, satisfied. He walked to the door and looked at jerry, a silent message shared between them before he head to the car waiting for him, Jerry following not far behind. He placed the girl into the seat beside him as he sits, he gestured for the driver to leave.
"ugh," you groan, your head pounding. You went to rub your head but something stopped you from doing so, your eyes snapped open as you tried to move. You were bound to a bed and ropes tied you into a starfish position. You looked around the room, the walls black with gold. It was a big room, larger than your living room and at the foot of the bed, a few feet away, was a couch and a fireplace. Finally looking closer at the couch you saw a man with jet-black hair with his back to you, smoking.
You gasped, everything came rushing to you. Your mother's brutality murdered body. Elvis Presley! Him choking you and he knocked you out with a gun.
"I see ya up now," Elvis said calmly as he walked towards the bed with cold eyes "Who are you to Sofia?" He glared at you, a shiver makes it up your spine, and your breath got caught in your throat "EP! We have something you might want to see...privately" Jerry tailed off, holding the door open. Elvis looked back at him, hummed, and walked out the door with Jerry.
"What is it?" Elvis questioned but Jerry didn't answer instead he hands out a folded paper and Elvis takes the paper with a raised brow and unfolds it, what was in it made time stop for him.
It was a birth certificate.
'Y/n Longo.
Mother: Sofia Presley.
Father: Elvis Presley.'
"Goddamn." Elvis whispered "Here," He cleared his throat, handing the certificate to Jerry "Take this to my office, and lock the door" "What about her?" Jerry nodded his head to Elvis's bedroom door "I'll deal with it." that was the last thing Elvis said before he walked back into the room.
You watch Elvis walk back in and headed straight to you, He takes out a pocket knife. He was gonna kill you. you closed your eyes 'at least it's by the hottest man alive' you waited for the painful pierce but all you heard was a rope being cut, your head turned to the sound and you open your eyes. Elvis was sawing through the thick light brown rope holding your right hand. "I'm sorry I attacked ya..I just thought you killed her. She was a dear friend of mine. If ya wonderin' who I was to her." He finished cutting it and moved to another "The person who killed your mother will most like come after you, So you will live here with me." Snap "I know yar mother would want me to protect you." Snap "You will be sleeping here. With me understand?" He looked at you as he cut the rope that held your left foot "Y-Yes." you said in shock. "Good, ya see that closet over there" He looked at the doorframe beside The tv and fireplace, and you follow his gaze. "You can borrow some of my PJs until we get ya some clothes." Elvis gave you one last glance and then made his way to his luxury bathroom.
Elvis closed the door and lays his hands against the counter as he stares at himself in the mirror. 'Sofia is she the reason ya left me? S-she's all I have of you now. I won't ever let her go'. Elvis's train of thought ended when a knock reaches his ears, he quickly washes and dries his face, he opens the door. "Excuse me, Mr. Presl-" "Elvis" "R-right I um need to wash my hands" You held up your blood-covered hands to empathize your point.
Elvis just takes your wrist, he pulls you into the bathroom without a response. He turns the water on and puts your hands underwater, rubbing away the dried crimson liquid. Seeing the blood of your mother rush down the drain finally clicks in your brain and tears slowly fall as you can hear your past voice in your mind.
'MOM!!' 'PLEASE!!!' 'Y-YOU'RE NOT DEAD. YOU CAN'T BE!!'
"Ya take a shower, it will help and 'm gonna lay out some clothes ok?" Elvis stated after he dried your hands, you nodded refusing to look at him. You didn't start taking off your clothes into you heard him leave and shut the door.
You walked out of the bathroom with a towel around you and there on the edge of Elvis's bed were purple color pajamas, He was already fast asleep, his lips slightly open and he lets out a silent snore. 'He looks so peaceful...' you thought while you picked up the PJs and changed into them, you slowly crawled into bed, and despite everything that happened you fall asleep, his warmth surrounding you.
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you sat in bed, reading a book, still in your babydoll nightgown when Elvis strolls into your shared bedroom, enraged, he didn't spare a glance at you when you call his name. He plops down on the couch, pours himself some whiskey that sat on the beautiful glass table and he downed it within seconds.
"Elvis?" you tried again this time laying the book down on your bedside table and shifted to sit on the edge of your side of the large white-sheeted mattress. Elvis started to mumble and poured another shot "Elv-" "Will ya shut up?!" Elvis glared cutting you off, you glared back at him "How dare you-" you gasped as Elvis takes out his gun and slammed it again the glass table, shattering it before pointing the pistol at you, breathing heavily. You put up your hands as you stare at the barrel.
"Here's what ya gon' do. You gon' take off that skimpy little thing you call a nightgown and walk yar ass to bed" He growled, his blue eyes now black as he watches you take your babydoll with the panties off in a haste and walked to the bed backward slowly with Elvis following. You walked to the bed, eyes still on the gun aimed between your eyes, a bit of the large rug tripped you onto the bed, and you gasped fearfully as you scoot up, the gun now pointed at your head. Elvis's eyes traveled from your face to your fully-grown body, your bare pussy glistening between your parted legs. He clicked his tongue at the sight " I didn't know I had a slut in my bed" Elvis climbed into the bed and spread your legs wider as he lay within them. He trances the gun through your soaked folds, around your clit.
You inhale sharply, scared and aroused from the danger the firearm brought, you squirm "Stop movin'." He demanded, sucking and flicking your clit with vigor, throwing the pistol away, he shoved a thick long finger inside while sucking and pulling at your lips like a wild man, groaning at the taste of you, sending vibrations throughout your quaking pussy. You let out a stuttering moan and threw your head against the black silk pillow. He sat back and flung his suit jack off then his pants, underwear, and shoes. His hooded eyes locked with yours, and he licked his lips as he unbutton his dress shirt.
You swallow your nerves, confidently grabbed his heavy, thick cock, and give it a few pumps, twisting your wrist as you do so. "Goddamn." Elvis hissed, face twisting in pleasure. He hasty took your hand off of him and kissed you hard, nibbling, biting your lips as he slammed himself inside your tight pussy, F-fuck' Elvis pants, his hips colliding against your own, your velvety walls pulsing around his dick. You whimpered in pain into his mouth, bucking your hips.
"So fuckin' tight," he growled pinning your wandering hands above your head with one hand, choking you with the other "Ya gonna take want your daddy gives ya." he kisses your shoulder, his hash-hammering jolted your body up like a ragdoll "You're a damn vixen, wormin' ya self in my mind." Elvis hissed, squeezing your throat, "Never goin' leave me, that's why I'm goin' to get you nice and big with my baby" he groaned, rolling his hips in circles as he lets go of your hands and instead use your knees as leverage to drive his dick deeper.
You moaned and wailed while Elvis used you as his personal little sex toy, his cock drilling into you like a beast untamed, grants and huffs left his pouty lips, his hair on his cheat sticks to his skin from the sweat moving down his tan body and his blue eyes blown out of proportion, barely able to focus on one thing from the pleasure that you grieving him. "FUCK!" you wailed louder as his thrusting sped up so much you could see stars, you gripped and tear at the white sheets. it was getting too much! "So goddamn beautiful. I'll keep ya nice and pregnant, gonna fill ya over and over." Elvis moaned turned on by his own words, his fingers found your clit, rubbing it without mercy. The coil inside snaps and you squirted, covering Elvis's abdomen and thighs.
Elvis thrusted one last time into your beat-up cunt, spelling and filling your womb with his hot thick cum with eyes rolling back, and a deep groan, he collapsed on you breathing heavily. Closing your eyes in exhaustion, and without meaning to you slipped into unconsciousness, Elvis's cock nestled deep within you.
You stirred awake, eyes fluttering as all different sensations washed over you. You felt full? It was something you never felt before, and the feeling of an arm laying across your waist, your back against something firm and hairy. "wha-" your eyes snapped open as you quickly look behind you there laid your host for a week now, The man you're the biggest fan for, Elvis Presley snoring soundly. 'Oh my god! I got fucked by THE Elvis Presley and...and I'm so stick, ew' you cringed as you slowly move away from him. You let out a pained whimper as his dick slides out of your poor core. Getting out of bed, you quietly limp to the bathroom to take a shower.
you turned on the light without a single glance at the mirror and towards the wide-headed shower, you winced when you bend down to turn the temperatures just right. Finally, you stepped under the much relaxing water, you looked down for a second, and screamed.
Elvis jerked awake from a high-pitched scream coming out of his bathroom, he throw the covers off, and his heart dropped, the once-white sheet was crimson red, he quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed his pistol from the ground, and busted into the bathroom "Darlin'?" Elvis called, walking to the shower with the gun aimed point blank, when you didn't answer, he yanked the shower curtain to see you sitting on the tiles, staring at your bloodied hands in terror "Darlin'?" Elvis repeated setting the weapon on the counter, "I am dying too..?" you trailed off finally looking up at him while he knees down beside you. "No, That's yar period," Elvis responded calmly, putting your hands under the water "Period?" you tilted your head, Elvis hummed, step into the shower, and pulled you up and in front of him.
"A period is when—"
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You rubbed your cramping stomach while you lay in the now-changed black-sheeted bed, luckily Elvis had some of your mother's old pads. You couldn't believe you had to go through this every month and you felt so..thirsty but not for water, you wanted Elvis, wanted to feel him inside like before, wanted to feel his cum in you, you mean you couldn't get pregnant right?
Getting out of bed, with a made-up mind, you didn't care if he was in a meeting, you needed him. So you left the room, not bothering to put a rope over your underwear-clad form. humming a tune you finally found his office, a big wooden oak door stood between you and Elvis, and you stop mid-way from opening the door, you knew he would be mad because he didn't want you to know more about his other world but you needed him so bad, you didn't care. "I want to find who killed Sofia, I don't care what it tak-" Elvis stopped mid-sentence, mouth gaping a little as you walked in, wearing nothing but a bra and underwear, Elvis closed his mouth when he noticed his men turned to you, eyes filled with want, lust for you, his daughter, his woman. His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed as he watched them check out your ass when you walked by them to him, the only one who wasn't looking at you was his right-hand man; Jerry.
"What in God's name are ya doin', comin' in here looking like a goddamn whore." Elvis hissed, you just smiled and walked behind his large work desk, sitting on it with your legs crossed, leaning forward"I need you, daddy, my pussy needs you. Please fuck me, I don't care if they watch im yours only" you leaned back and uncrossed your legs, putting your feet on the arms rests on either side of Elvis. A staring contest happens between you and Elvis, challenging him to say no. Elvis pushed your feet from his chair and stood up, one hand shooting out to grasp your neck, he pushes his hard erection against your crotch "Fine, Since ya want to be a slut, I'll use you like one" he growled, swapping away the items on his desk, and laid you down. He pulled down his pants, having gone without underwear he pushes inside, using your blood as lube, his men and Jerry watch on with bated breath as their kingpin takes a girl in front of them, some of the men couldn't help but touch themselves through their strained pants.
Elvis let out a deep, long moan, you were still so tight like he hadn't pounded you just last night. The feeling of your warm pussy, soft walls, and blood got, he couldn't lie the sight of the glistening blood covering his cock each time he thrusted, made him crazy with lust. "F-fuck! yes, daddy!" you panted out as his precise thrusts hit that special spot inside, the force of his pounding rocked the heavy desk like it was nothing and his hands held your hips, pushing them down with each rough thrust he gave.
Multiple groans and moans reached your ears, looking up, the view that graced your orbs, making another rush of arousal flow out of your pussy. Everyone besides Jerry of Elvis's Memphis Mafia was jerking off. Elvis smirked, a mischievous glint in his otherwise ocean eyes "Jerry. Come here" said the man's shoulders tensed up at his boss's voice "Isn't she a beauty?" Elvis asked Jerry when he stood in front of him, Jerry looked at you for barely a second, his dick hardening, you jolted each time Elvis slammed into you, and oh, your beautiful sounds were like music, how Jerry wanted you but no, he wouldn't ever betray Elvis, his best friend, and boss.
"She's gorgeous EP." Jerry agreed, looking anywhere but y'all. Elvis's smirk grew wider "Think she'd look good in white?" "What?" "Think she'd be pretty in your white?" "b-boss?!" you cried out as Elvis sped up his brutal pounding "Take off yar pants and paint her white." with a hard gulp Jerry did what he was told, and pulled his pants down as well as his boxers, he let out a small whimper the moment he touched his already sensitive, hard as a rock dick. Jerry slowly started to jerk off to Elvis's thrusts. Suddenly Elvis ripped his thick cock from your pussy, and manhandled you to bend over the desk, his cock slammed back into you. "Oh!" you scream, eyes closed shut from the pleasure. Elvis's hand wrapped around your jaw, and his chest lay upon your back, his hips smacking your ass "Look at him, Princess" his southern drawl whispers as he kissed the back of your ear, you open your eyes, you let out a choked moan from seeing Jerry pumping his dick to Elvis's thrusts.
"You like that baby?" Elvis's hand moved to your throat "You like seein' the effect ya got on man," a harsh thrust hits your cervix "huh?" Elvis questioned again, squeezing your throat, all you could do was nod as another harsh thrust meets your cervix. Your eyes rolled back with the feeling of reaching your climax and juices rained down on your lover's cock, onto the floor, your pussy clamped around Elvis, triggering his release, his cum painted your womb with a snowy white while jerry's showered onto your face and hitting your cheeks, the corner of your lips and even your breasts. With a pleased sigh, you slouched across the dark wooden desk.
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You smiled as you rubbed your swollen belly with your left hand, while 8 months pregnant. It wasn't planned but you were happy regardless and the widows in the hall you walked down shined bright upon your diamond ring. You stopped when you notice Elvis's office door cracked open, you pulled the wooden oak and went inside despite knowing to not enter, Elvis seems to hate the thought of you in there, even after you had sex.
You strolled behind the beautiful desk, your head titled as you look at the open drawer, and sat down on the fit-for-a-king office chair to get a closer peek, a huge amount of folds filled it, what piqued your interest though was a folder with your name on it and the date you met Elvis. Like the cat that was killed by curiosity, you picked up the folder and looked inside, baby pictures, high school grades, vacations, and holidays pictures, and your birth certificate sat inside. You quickly pulled out your certificate and tossed the rest on the desk. Your eyes wided
'Y/n Longo.
Mother: Sofia Presley.
Father: Elvis Presley.'
"Ya gon' leave me too?" his beautiful southern called out, your head snapped up, Elvis leaned against the open doorway, his normal ocean blues were now an icky blue, and a blank look rested on his face. You got up without saying a word and sauntered to him, a brief look of panic, and fear showed in his orbs before returning to a cold stare. Once you reached him, you grabbed his face and pulled him into a passionate kiss, stunning Elvis, stunning him so much he didn't kiss back, you slowly pulled back and grinned at his shocked look. "No, never. If anything this makes our love stronger" you said, Elvis's glaze was filled with love for you before he kissed you and pulled you into his arms.
"I love you."
Taglist; @ash-omalley @flwersgarden @godlypresley @plasticfantasticl0ver @galaxygirl453.
A/N: Sorry that it took so long my doves, that waited eagerly for Mafia life I hope it was up to your hopes. I decided to add a bonus scene, my babes ( @galaxygirl453 ) and I were talking about it, and this joke came up. She wrote this part and the mood board coming up.
*The Presley family and Jerry at Tia's school for family at school day*
*Tia presenting in front of the class while the Presley family and Jerry are sitting next to each other Vernon on Elvis's right side and Jerry on Elvis's left side with you sitting on Elvis's left leg*
Tia: My name is Tia Jesse Presley an I'm 5 years old,today 'm gonna introduce ya to my family!
*Tia runs to you and Elvis along with the rest*
Tia: *points to you* This is my mama and sister!
*you smile at her sitting on Elvis's lap*
Tia: *points to Elvis* This is my daddy and Grandpa!
*Elvis tries not to laugh at the other family's faces and scoots you closer to him*
Tia: *points to Vernon* This is my great grandpa and grandpa!
Vernon: *mouths* you're doing a good job hun!
Tia: *points to Jerry* And lastly this is my uncle and great uncle he's my daddy's right hand man and he does everything with ma daddy!...Well somethings depends what it is but anyway this is my family!
#elvis imagine#elvis presley x reader#elvis x reader#elvis smut#yandere!elvis x reader#Yandere Elvis#tw:incest
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HIIII LUV I was wondering if you could write maybe virgin reader and virgin sevs first time together, and they have been together for a while like a serious relationship?
sure!!
men and minors dni
you'd both be sooo nervous the night before
but the second you're together again all the nerves would fade away.
it would be a little awkward. neither of you know quite what you're doing, so there'd be lots of hands knocking into each other and leg adjustments and giggling.
actually, besides moans and grunts, giggling is the sound you guys make most often.
you're both kinda giddy with excitement and love. sevika hasn't stopped softly smiling at you since you took your shirt off.
she takes about thirty minutes to press kisses into every square inch of your skin.
you pause halfway through your heavy petting to give her a back massage
by the time you get down to actually fucking, you're both loose and relaxed and dying for each other.
sevika begs you to go down on you first. you try to fight her about it, desperate to taste her, but then she looks at you with puppy eyes and whispers a pathetic whiny 'please, baby,' so you're basically helpless to deny her.
she's a natural. she's got you rolling your eyes back in your skull in seconds, pausing every thirty seconds to ask 'is that okay?' and 'there?'
when you're close to coming and she pulls away from your clit for the tenth time that night to check in on you, you laugh beneath her.
"for fuck's sake sev, just keep going!" you moan. she seems to get the picture after that, diving back down and not coming up for air until you've cum not once, but twice.
when you finally manage to get between her legs, you understand why she was groaning into you. to be able to make sevika-- the most beautiful woman you've ever seen-- twitch and gasp and moan on your sheets just with the flick of your tongue, it gives you a head rush.
when she comes, twitching and gushing against your lip, your cunt pulses so hard between your thighs you think you might be close just from the sight of her above you, gasping and moaning.
she's asleep before you can get her a glass of water.
the two of you nap for an hour or two together, wrapped in each other's arms, before waking up and going for round two.
taglist!
@lesbeaniegreenie @fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @ellabslut
#sevika#sevika imagine#sevika arcane#sevika x reader#sevika x you#soft sevika#sevika smut#i think sevika passes out after cumming idk#she just seems like the type
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Usopp: okay so we have the pet rat we just need to go to my dad and give it to him as a gift and he won't be depressed that his wife is- this is dumb. This was a dumb idea. I should have just got the fucking cat fuck!
Sanji:.......... Can I have the rat?
Usopp: sure.
Sanji: I'm going to name her sprinkles!
Usopp: I feel like you planned this.
Sanji did indeed plan this. He didn't expect it to work but it did and now he has a pet rat. Usopp bought a cat so now the red hair pirates have a cat. He hates everyone except for yasopp so I guess it's a win ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
HELP EJKBEJKBRK Sanji has been asking to have a pet rat for so long and Nami kept saying he couldn't have one (because of reasons definitely not related to Luffy going INSANE if he has an animal to play with. Honestly, that's scarier than the possible hygiene issues) but now that they have a rat... They can't just... Leave her on her own... Right... He cries a little. Does puppy eyes to keep her. Nami gives in to those eyes for once in her life. The rat is actually adorable, so it's alright. And Sanji just- He loves the thing. Usopp thought it'd be just a silly pet but it's basically with Sanji 24/7. On his shoulder. In his pockets. Sleeping with him. He speaks to her all the time. And somehow?? He's happier?? He seems better. Like, emotionally stable. What the fuck. And Usopp never thought he'd say this but Sanji was right and rats indeed do wonders for his mental health. Besides, the little thing loves Usopp too so so much. It's like she's a Sanji 2.0 because of how much she loves Usopp and how little she stands Zoro's presence (fucking hates him for some reason but Sanji couldn't be prouder).
And now Yasopp has a cat!!!! Please, tell me it's a very unhinged cat that actually looks adorable when you look at it at first but in reality, hates everybody that isn't Yasopp, Usopp, or Sanji. Please. He hates Shanks the most too. It'd be hilarious that they met Buggy once and the cat just ADORES him because Buggy is such a cat guy. And Shanks is so sad to see the cat and Buggy receiving the love he can't give them. Yasopp can't stop laughing at him. His mood has improved, actually. He's happier and more energetic and the cat is just as fun as him!
#i love animals and op characters it's just so wholesome#sanji and rats my beloveds#also yasopp with a cat is such a cool thought i'm sure he's a badass#one piece#yasopp#usopp#black leg sanji#sanuso
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Okay I know we love shy reader-
but what about like sweet bubbly reader! Bubbly reader that is so loud about her crush on Quaritch + Yeah she might seem like an airhead when it comes to being around Quaritch but she’s one of the best scientists they’ve got and everyone loves her on the team because she’s just so sweet and kind she makes everyone cards during every holiday and she just makes them feel better overall whenever someone’s down +
anyways she always gives Quaritch the biggest smiles and waves and always makes it a mission to be the first say good morning to him and she doesn’t care because the sight of him makes her swoon and she just trails behind him like a lost puppy and everyone makes fun of her but she still does it with the biggest smile +
Quaritch pretends to be annoyed at first or maybe someone embarrasses her about it asking if she really things a man like Quaritch would bat an eye at her and a little angsty moment happens so she stops her advances and begins ignoring him and now everyone’s upset because how could you hurt someone like her +
Part 2 of Bubbly Reader thoughts I swear this is it 🧍🏽♀️
She also where’s the prettiest dresses and skirts she can find. The most fluttery skirts..and when it comes to dresses she always picks out a colour she guesses the colonel will like + she’d pick red to stand out or green like his army pants and hope it catches his eyes + but she also tries to wear light colour because she things he’d notice her more if she wore the opposite of what everyone else was wearing like pink and pastel blues and mints lavenders + she does her hair in various of different ways because she’s not sure what he will like but she tries something new every time + she makes sure to spray her favourite perfume on the top of her head because he’s so much taller and he’s been in his Navi form almost most of the time she’s seen him so that way he can get a whiff of her since he’s so tall +
She does everything she can to talk to him. + she will go up to him whenever he’s alone (maybe working out) and ask him the most ridiculous questions just to talk to him + things like how it’s like to be in his Navi body even though she basically knows everything + like “what’s it like your sense of vision? Can you see in the dark? Do you like seeing in the dark?” (Mostly questions about if he himself likes being a Navi now ) “do you like being so tall? Do you feel okay?” + She gives him compliments to..even though he doesn’t need them she gives it to him basically pouring her affections + “you’re so strong.” She’d comment the obvious while watching him lift weights or large crates but she only compliments him + “your eyes are so pretty..” she’d say one day after recently seeing him in his Navi form and that caught him off guard he shoos her off and tells her to get back to work rubbing his forehead because now he’s stressed + he’s coughing one day while she’s admiring him from afar and she notices it and some how appears with a glass of water in front of him like god damn fairy and he takes it silently and chugs the whole thing down while she watches his throat move in awe her heart flutter that he accepted her glass of water while he wonders where the fuck she came from + “do ya have nothin better to do? girl.” He’d ask as she tries to trail along beside him at the courtyard one day on her break babbling about some plant as if he’d be so interested but really she just wanted to spend time with him + their little relationship would slowly start to build anytime she’d “bug” him during his workouts he’d make her stand over him and count his reps and she was happily do it so excited that she’d continue to be in his presence (also while he’s topless and sweaty-) When it comes to him being around his team she’s a little more shy but she still does it she still tries to hover around and hope they don’t notice. But they always do + she stands out like a sore thumb +
The science department always makes fun of her but she secretly loves it when they tease her about her crush + she blushes and gets flustered and never denies her big crush on him + Quaritch grows to secretly love all the attention he’s been getting and their little blossoming relationship he actually looks forward to seeing her at first he thought she was just stupid and annoying or something but he then caught on to what was happening and why she was doing all this + it was for him and no one’s ever gone out of their way to impress him romantically it was baffling + the flutter of her eyelashes and waves and smiles the way she gazed at him and got shy whenever he’d notice how excited she got whenever he spoke to her + this hasn’t happened to him since he was a goddamn teenager +
THIS IS SO CUTE THO OMG
i really love the idea of pathetically pining reader, ESPECIALLY with a character like quaritch because i have issues lmao
this is what i was kind of going for with daddy issues! it's SUCH a good trope, i'm obsessed. i could read 100k words of this
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SYNPOSIS Talking to strangers wasn't your thing. Especially since you liked to spend most of your alone time in the art studio that your art teacher owned. The same teacher who surprisingly had a daughter of her very own. A cute one at that who resembled a puppy.
Pairing: Ahn!Yujin x Fem!Reader
Genre: fluff, romance, friends to lovers (sort of), wlw, males dni
Word count: 2.9k+
Authors Note: I know nothing about art if you could tell <3
You took your paintbrush, dipping it into the wet pastel color on your palette. Taking it out once again and brushing it on the newly already traced canvas, and repeat. You've been going at it for what seemed to be forever, unknowing to the curious gaze of another person. Truth be told, drowning yourself in art makes you forget that reality had been a thing. Well — at least that was what your art teacher had told you. Finally finishing up your piece and smiling at it in satisfaction, a voice interrupts your quiet atmosphere.
"I didn't know my mom taught talented students." You jumped, looking to find the owner of such a delicate voice.
Turning around, you made eye contact with a girl. Looked to be around your age too. She looked like a puppy but what caught your eyes the most was the beret on her head. Seems quite like a fashionable person. Probably an idol if you may.
"Mrs Ahn has a daughter?" You looked quite perplexed.
The latter smiled, nodding her head to your question. She tried to lean against the chair beside her without even looking at what was on it, jumping at the same when you shouted for her to not lean on it but it was already too late. Blue paint was now her hand and she looked as though she was now filled with nothing but regret.
"The blue paint is washable if that's what you're wondering." She wordlessly nodded at your words.
"I guess I had been caught blue handed?" She wore a dorky grin, making you chuckle at a joke that you would have been judging if someone else said it.
It was rude to go back to painting while a guest was here — specially Mrs. Ahns daughter. The woman was basically like a mom to you too. She taught you to paint at such a young age. Hell you even once had a time where you'd go straight home just to fangirl at the thought of your favorite artist(who had retired at the time), teaching you things that not a lot of other artists could. In your eyes, she managed to capture the beauty of nature — which you had admired for as long as you can remember.
"What are you trying to paint?"
The sudden question made you wince, cursing yourself for getting so jumpy. You looked at your own painting before looking back at the puppy-like latter. "Whatever comes to mind." A simple answer, but you managed to make it work because now, she looked even more interested in the piece of artwork. "Looks like the park around here. Do you mainly focus on painting nature?" She asked once again, a soft smile replacing her curious gaze.
You were honestly speechless, unsure as to why she was curious about your artwork. If anything, she was the first person to actually take an interest by asking questions. Everyone else? They only admired it, simply only for the beauty of it and not for the meaning behind it.
"I do. I think it captures the meaning of life very well." You tried to sound so sweet with your tone, not wanting to sound robotic.
The sweet smile on your face made her eyes dilate, slowly reddening her neck. She had heard about her mom's favorite art student her whole life, training as an idol before becoming one and now that she was able to meet you, she felt a little too conscious about herself because you were honestly the most prettiest person she's ever laid her eyes on. Your hair had been blonde, looking freshly dyed because it looked as though it had been glowing. It makes sense, honestly. Being an artistic person must mean you feel the need to color everything the way you want it to look. It complimented you well, she thought.
"Have you ever decided to hang your paintings on the white walls of a museum?" She cursed herself eternally for wording it that way.
You pondered for a few seconds, nodding afterward. "Yeah. I have two hung currently in the museum downtown."
Her eyes widened, knowing exactly what museum you were talking about. "No way.. wait. Is it the riverish one with the cute koi fishes?" Riverish one? Koi fishes were on spot thought. You raised your brows as she fished out for something out of her pocket. "I actually took a picture of that a few months ago." She proudly stated, showing a picture of your art piece.
What caught your eyes the most was how pretty she looked, smiling besides your art piece. Your cheeks reddened, realizing how the both of you had been admiring the wrong thing.
"I guess I can call you a fan?" You joked.
She immediately nodded, happy to meet the person who created the art piece that made her smile for days. She didn't know what you laced into that art piece but it made her happy, seeing the koi fishes and the happy-like atmosphere. Plus the color looked more happier than the rest of the paintings in there. No offense to the other artists but it looked bland, emotionless and as though the only effort they made into it was to make it look good. She was no artist herself but she believed that you painted your whole emotion into your canvases.
"I actually adm—" Before she could finish, the door opened. "Oh! I see the two of you have already met each other. Yujin why didn't you tell me that you were gonna drop by?" Mrs. Ahn asked, a faux disappointed look on her face.
"I wanted it to be a surprise?" She answered, although it was more of a question.
A smile adorned your lips at their interaction. It was truly what they called a mother-daughter bond. Mentally sighing, you wondered how your life would have been if your mother wasn't so busy with the company that she had worked so hard on to form. It was big yes. Which you hated because even until now from your childhood, the only time she'd talk to you was when it was a reminder on how she needed a heir and not a "street" artist. How endearing of her. You began to pull at the corner of your canvas, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.
"Y/N?" You paused your action, turning to face Mrs. Ahn. "You can take a break. How about the two of you roam the city and have fun?"
A smile broke out. "I'm fine with that. I think I've been in this studio for too long."
"What time did you get here? I forgot to add but I'm Yujin by the way." Yujin asked, including the important detail last.
Yujin. You let it roll off your tongue. What a pretty name.
"I'm Y/N, and I got here around five in the morning." She looked shocked, her mom having a neutral reaction because this was a usual thing for her.
"Impressive." Yujin acted as though her schedule didn't include waking up at that time in order to get ready for her fully booked schedule. "Real impressive. Up for getting soft drinks?"
A giggle entered her ears as though it was music to her ears. What are you planning to be now? A music artist? "I actually prefer milk tea. Taro specifically." She nodded, mentally noting it down.
With that, the two of you made your way to your new destination. Her mom offering to stay in the studio in order to do a few cleanups.
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The peaceful atmosphere was the only thing that caught Yujin off guard. She had expected a cute café to contain a lot of customers but then again — you seemed like the extroverted types who liked to indulge themselves inside a quiet and peaceful atmosphere. Tapping her finer against the table without even knowing, she looks around in awe of the whole place. Maybe she should bring her members here.
"Are you gonna wear that forever or?" You jokingly asked, taking a long sip of your drink.
Yujin tried to ask what you were even talking about before feeling the mask on her face. Since there wasn't that much windows surrounding the two of you and because everyone looked to be in their own world, she took it off without hesitation. "Here's your drink." You smiled as she smiled back at you, muttering a 'thank you'. You took your seat in front of her. "So.." You began. "Do you always wear sunglasses and a mask whenever you go outside or is it just a one time thing?"
It was a joke obviously but that didn't stop Yujin from choking on her soda. She apologized, taking the handkerchief that you had offered before harshly wiping it against her face. "I thought you knew?" A frown formed. Clueless as to what she meant by that.
"Cute." She chuckled. "But I'm an idol basically."
The way she said it so casually made you feel small. Of course, you thought she was fit to be one. Just never expected her to actually be one.
"Why didn't I realize that.."
It was honestly the first time that a person she interacted with didn't know what her job was. You intrigued her. Leaning against the palm of her hands, she studied your features as if you were an art piece of her own. Clearly, you were made with time.
"I'm flattered. You find me interesting, but my eyes are up here." You interrupted her thoughts, causing her to discreetly cough because she was, in fact, not looking at your eyes but your lips. "I know. I was just admiring your collar. Very cute design." She tried to brush it off.
Your collar did look cute. She liked your fashion. It wasn't basic, definitely unique. It was almost as though you had just come straight out of a fairytale. Her clothes were exactly the opposite. So modern and so expensive looking. You would have thought that she was a runaway model if she hadn't exposed her actual job. As time with each other grew, she began to notice your small habits that you didn't even know you had. You poked your tongue through your left cheek whenever you'd feel flustered. You'd bite your lips whenever you were thinking. Your pupils dilated whenever you talked about something that intrigued you, and what caught her eyes the most was when you smiled at every dorky joke she made.
You radiated sunshine energy, and she wasn't complaining. She herself would radiate that energy — at least that was what most people told her, but you were so different. She wanted to be with you. Possibly — if she could, then she would. Your sweetness was overfilling her more than her soda did.
"I've actually created a lego flower, actually," you said in a proud tone, fishing your phone out of your purse. "I think it took me three days?"
She admired the pretty Lego set, eyes not missing out on a single detail. You looked so proud, too, that it would have been horrible of her to not show a single smile. "It's cute. Who was it for?" She unintentionally asked.
"For?" You laughed in a non offending way, of course. "I'm single as one can be. I don't think the thought of dating would be too good for me, honestly."
I'm curious.
"Why?"
You froze, wondering why she was even curious. "Uh.. I've actually never thought about it. I usually spend my time in the studio. Or at home when I have to."
She expected for you to have someone in your arms by now. But you being single made it honestly worse. Your beauty was out of this world and she knew that. Pretty sure she spent most of her time listening to your voice instead of talking. That is — unless she was the one who was questioning you for what you liked and what you disliked.
"Then would it sound selfish of me to say that I'd like to keep that lego flower for myself?" She became straightforward.
You didn't catch onto her intentions, leaning towards the action of rubbing your hands against your nape. "I don't know why you think it'd be selfish. I'd obviously like to gift it to you." Her cheeks reddened, feeling even more satisfied with your answer.
"I'll keep an eye out for it, okay?" She wanted to feel assured that you would send her the Lego flower that spent days just to finish. "Okay."
Obviously, she was not gonna sit back and take away your progress without giving you something in return. Maybe a new set of palettes, along with paint, would do just the right gift. Yet again, you seemed to have a lot judging from how you basically grew up painting. What would you have liked? She thought.
It was simple. You obviously wanted someone who you could call a friend.
"Should we go now? I'm finished." You sent a dopey smile.
Yujin immediately nodded, taking your drink in order to throw it in the recycle bin. The two of you began to head out, trying to think of more things that you could do with each other. Just like in the animated shows, a light bulb formed above Yujin's head, showing that she, in fact, had a good place to go to.
"Let's go," She took your hands and interlocked it with her before speeding up her pace. "Follow me."
You did so, cheeks once again reddening at the sudden physical contact.
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"The park?" You looked around, wondering why she wanted to go here.
It was pretty. It was totally your thing, but it was also random. Yujin hurriedly made you sit on the bench, hoping that you had also brought along the items that were needed in order for her plan to work.
"Did you bring your paint kit..? Or however you cute artists call it." She asked with sparks in her eyes.
You chuckled, nodding before taking out the things that she had requested. Your notebook and a pen. It was obviously not a 'painting kit', but she obviously wanted something that involved art. "I expected a paint brush and a canvas.. but that'll do." She clapped her hands together in excitement.
"Okay, can I borrow those?" You gave it, forgetting that you were supposed to be protective of it because it held every precious memory that you drew. From your childhood even.
Yujin stood up in front of you, trying to think of where she should start. You let out a 'ahh', finally realizing what she had been trying to do the entire time. First, she looked at your eyes. A sketch added. Your jawline. Another sketch added. It went on for what seemed like an eternity until she got to part where she had been waiting to draw because it allowed her to stare freely at it without you thinking she was weird. Which you obviously would never think. Yujin stared right into your lips, pausing her sketch because now — she had been tracing it in her mind. Her strong gaze sent chills down your spine, wondering what stopped her from sketching.
"Uh.. yeah right!" She awkwardly laughed, continuing on with her sketch.
Odd.
Finally finishing it up, she showed it to you with a proud smile. You were an artist and had high expectations, but the sketch that she presented in front of you made you giggle. With a fake huff, she hid her sketch of you behind her back. "I was expecting a compliment.." She pretended to act as though she was annoyed by your reaction.
You couldn't help but to snort. "Yeah. It's cute."
"Because it's a drawing of you," She lazily smiled, "which I dare to say that a drawing of you from an unexperienced beginner like me would make it seem as though it wasn't my first time."
It was a compliment. She was complimenting your unearthly looks. You couldn't help but turn red, looking elsewhere in fear of having to see the stars in her eyes whenever she spoke highly of you.
"I think that if I was an art created by you, I'd be the one admiring you back instead." Sincerity had been evident in her tone.
You usually had no trouble flirting back — but the girl was on a whole nother of leaving you speechless. Butterflies that you didn't even know existed were now all over the place. Was she doing this on purpose? You didn't know but you liked it.
"Well," She smiled innocently, asking if it she hadn't just made your insides flutter, "We should head back to my mom's studio. I'm sure she has a few students already."
You nodded as she handed your notebook with a wink. She was about the become the death of you.
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"How'd it go?" Mrs. Ahn asked.
You had been a blushing mess and Yujin had been the cause of it. Yujin simply smiled, "It was great. I get why she's your favorite student." The sudden urge to run out of the room was big.
Yujin's mom smiled, showing a resemblance of Yujin's smile. "I'm glad. She really doesn't like to go out often with other people around her age."
"Oh?" Yujin looked over to you with a cocky grin.
You jokingly rolled your eyes at her, not wanting to raise her confidence. "I'll be with the other students.. um, helping out with their painting skills." You informed.
"I'll get going too mom," Yujin sent a smile at her mom before hurrying up in order to catch up with you who made sure to take big steps so she wouldn't.
"Eh? When was she able to paint?" Mrs. Ahn asked, clicking her tongue after realizing that her daughter was now head over heels for her favorite student. What a troublemaker.
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vash x wolfwood!reader
vash just fawning over wolfwood’s sister, like he’d be staring without him even noticing.
when she notices she’s like “what’re you staring at?” immediately looks away.
she seems mean on the outside; but is very kind and sweet once you get to know her.
also Nicholas and her bicker a lot
if possible can u write this please
A/N: The sister????? The potential for Vash and Wolfy to be… IN-LAWS???!?!?!! Or even more interesting AN ANGSTY TRIANGLE??? OH I AM SO DOWN
I also finished Black Lagoon Recently, so this prompt was very appropriate! How serendipitous. This character totes took heavy inspo from Eda.
So Called Nun
In Vash's opinion, there were only two things in this world that seemed to throw Nicholas D. Wolfwood off his game. Drinking too fast, and seeing those from his past. The latter was definitely true when one night Nicholas was definitely on edge.
"You good, Wolfwood? You've almost drunk that whole bottle and it's not even midnight yet." Vash asked, worried about his friend.
"Don't worry about it, Needle Noggin." Wolfwood grumbled before downing another shot of Jack, the smack of the whiskey causing him to slightly totter in his chair.
Suddenly, the clatter of the saloon doors slamming open caused the patrons to fall silent. Normally, someone slamming into the saloon in attempts to assert dominance you get a simple eye roll. The bar stayed silent at the venue of a young woman… in a nun's garb?
A pair of gaudy sunglasses sat atop her covered head, and her eyes were hazed over with the memories of intentional murder. To the trained nose, she reeked of death and decay, as if those she'd killed clung to her robes in a meager attempt to drag her to hell as they seeked retribution. That's how she looked to Wolfwood who nearly fell out of his chair at the sight of her.
To Vash however, she was truly a beautiful angel! A woman of the cloth who clearly sought out those who needed the grace of God! The shades were a wonderful accent to her eyes that were intensely full of passion!
The woman immediately stomped over to Wolfwood, kicking a chair out of the way to sit down on. She snatched Nicholas' bottle of Jack before plopping down on the chair, kicking her legs up into the table in front of her.
Her boots were anything but elegant. Once sleek combat boots were now cracked and ragged leather, one of which wasn't even tied.
"Nico, Nico, Nico, it's been so long!" She gave him a toast with the bottle before downing a good amount of the remaining portion.
"And what the fuck do you want, dear Sister?"
"Is that how you treat family after not coming home for nearly 6 years? Livio would be so upset." The woman shrugged. She glanced over to the red coated man who was making the most wide eyed love struck face at him. She swore she could see drool in the corner of his mouth.
"And what are you looking at, ya damn Needle Noggin? Take a fuckin picture." She scowled at him. Vash immediately turned his head away from her, looking at the ground.
"Hey, leave my buddy alone. He's basically harmless." Wolfwood rolled his eyes at her, "besides, he's into rough treatment." His fingers tapped Impatiently on the table.
"Ah, I see how it is." A sneaky sneer came over her face. She got up from the chair, standing over Vash, gently taking his chin to guide it to look up at her.
"I'm sorry, little puppy, what was your name again?" Her voice turned smoother.
"V-Vash the Stampede, Miss!" He tensed up at her hand moving to cup his face.
"How adorable. Your wanted posters don't do you justice, really." She brushed her thumb against the beauty mark on his cheek, "Maybe God's blessing can be upon you tonight, Puppy." She teased him.
Wolfwood on the other hand, had swatted the shot glass away so as not to break it in his hand. He flexed his hand to keep it from locking up.
"Did you have a reason you were here, Sis?" He tried to keep the growl out of his voice. It didn't work.
"Ah, yes. About that." Her voice gained an air of intensity as she abandoned teasing the stampede, and walked around to stand in front of Nicholas, "Chapel and Livio are headed home, but not after they terrorize the whole town, and kick everyone but our family out. I can't do anything about it, since I have some obligations that are a little more… binding." She glanced away, dodging her reason for not assisting,
"My point is, I can't help them, but I know you two can. Please make sure everyone is okay, and don't get yourself killed? They've been bugging me about getting you to come home anyways." She chuckled halfheartedly. Wolfwood took a deep breath, and sat forward in his chair.
"Alright. I'll make a beeline that way first thing in the morning. If you clean up early, you can always join us." He looked up to his sister.
"That's a nice thought, but I don't think that'll be possible, big brother." She shook her head. Her voice was softer than before, as if she was peeking out from behind the shield she'd put up.
"Ah, don't go all soft on me now, don't worry, big bro will handle everything!" He gave a hollow smile that would put Vash's to shame as he put his arm up and flexed.
"I'm sure you've got this. Well, I better head out, Nico-ni. I'll buy drinks next time." She smiled, with almost a bittersweet smile as she ruffled his hair. She snatched the bottle of Jack off of the table, and made her way out of the bar, "Consider this collateral!" She laughed maniacally.
"What a woman." Vash practically had little hearts floating around his head.
"Yeah, what an idiot." Wolfwood frowned, now boozeless, and his buzz gone. He leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling, processing his sister's words.
Livio. How long had it been?
He needed a cigarette.
#trigun#vash x reader#trigun brain rot#vash the stampede#nicholas d. wolfwood#sister au#black lagoon inspiration#livio the double fang
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I’m feeling a little down right now and I was wondering what do think Aegon ii would say or do to help female reader feel better.
Hmmm I shall bullet point this. Also I hope you feel better anon, just rest and listen to your body! I’ve finally come out of a funk myself. Much love xoxo
So the reader is hims wife in this one. Aegon was slow to warm up but now he’s basically a lost puppy following his baby around.
When he notices she’s been mopey, quiet, and sad he frankly doesn’t know what to do. He hates seeing his lady wife like this.
At first he offers her some jewelry and she thanks him, but the light doesn’t quite reach her usually sparkling eyes.
So Aegon tries what usual makes him feel better. Besides his baby’s hugs and kisses. The idiot offers the woman some wine. She frowns and replies, “You know how I feel about drinking Aegon.”
Now Aegon is perplexed. He just spoons his wife that night and ponders on what to do. She murmurs, “Stop worrying my love, I’m just down is all.” He whines back, “I hate seeing you all sad. How can I help?” She makes a vague reply and he just praises her attributes until his wife shuts the Prince down for the night.
He goes to the Grand Maester promptly the next morning. The old man peers at the blonde, inquiring why he is up so early and what is wrong. Aegon throws up his hands, brows knitted in distress, “My wife is- uh- she’s very sad and I need to make her happy!,” he yells when the Maester begins to laugh, “Right now dammit!”
Orwyle asks some questions about his wife’s mood. Then suggests getting her some fresh air and sugar, urging the prince to be gentle with her. Aegon nods and darts off.
She’s up and dressed, but idly lounging in the bed. Aegon had already yelled at some servants to set up some fruit and cakes in the Godswood. He kneels next to her and hums, “My love. It’s a beautiful day, will you come to the Godswood with me? Just a short walk.”
She acquiesces, sending the prince’s heart to leaping. He excitedly vibrates in place, hand at the small of her back. When they reach the wood, a blanket and some trays of food are set up. She gasps and looks at Aegon, eyes wide.
“You didn’t have to do that!”
He replies, “Yes I did. I want you to feel better. What’s better than some fresh air and fruit? Besides you.” She blushes and shrugs him off. Aegon pulls his wife into his embrace, thumbing her cheek. He soothes, “I don’t care if I have to do this every day, I’ll be here until you feel better my love.”
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