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jj-one · 1 month

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HATE YOU

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: enemies to lovers ? (sorta one-sided tho), college au, fuckboy!jungkook x f!reader genre/tags: smut, angst, alcohol usage, dirty talk, lowkey perverted!jk, fingering, piv, unprotected sex (oof), drunk sex, public sex (reader & jk do it at a house party), riding, video recording **pls don’t do none of this irl LMAO words: 2.7k

**old repost from my deleted blog

Hate is a strong word— at least that’s what people try and say. You meant it though, it was a word you didn’t use lightly. Especially when it came to your opinion on 99% of the male population at your school. You couldn’t stand most of them, they all just wanted one thing. Getting into your pants.

You despised hook-up culture with a passion and it didn’t help that most guys who tried talking to you were all the same. You had a special hatred for a particular individual the most though— Jeon Jungkook from your physics class. He was the most arrogant, conceited, egotistical person you’ve ever met your whole life.

Every class he would have a different girl with him wrapped around his arm, walking him to the door like he’s some kind of royalty. The way almost every girl would swoon over him just because he’s good looking was baffling to you. Yeah he may have a pretty face but does that cancel everything else out? Of course not. You’ll never understand why these women would choose to go after someone like him, you felt embarrassed for them honestly.

“Jungkook, meet me after class I’ll be waiting for you!” Some girl shouted through the door to get his attention.

He was sitting two seats from you, looking at his phone while paying no mind to the obvious screaming being directed to him. He was so full of himself it was ridiculous.

“Hey y/n, what’re you doing tonight?”

That voice startled the hell out of you. Who gave Jungkook the right to even be speaking to you right now? Looking over in his direction, you give him an empty stare.

“Why do you care?” You said harshly.

It makes no sense why he would even try talking to you, you’ve never given him any indication you liked him.

“Sheesh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today,” he chuckles, “you should pull up to my party tonight!” You wanted to almost physically gag at the wink he just gave you.

“I’m good.” You shut him down quickly and try moving on but he doesn’t let you off that easy.

“You sure? The whole schools practically gonna be there, you don’t wanna miss out on all the fun do ya?” That annoying smirk on his face was really starting to irritate you.

“I said I’m good, I’d never show up to one of your dumb ass parties.”

“I think you got me mixed up with someone else, my parties are always lit. If you have a change of heart though, I’ll make sure to show you a real good time.”

You scoff, utterly disgusted by his last comment, just about everything he said had sexual undertones to them. His humor was weird and extremely perverted which heavily pissed you off. You couldn’t wait for this class to be over.

“We’re almost here!” Yuna exclaims in the passenger seat.

You were in the back with two of your other friends as you were headed to a party. You weren’t totally up for partying tonight but ultimately your friends were able to convince you to go. You don’t even know where the party is but maybe it’s good to get your mind off things.

“Oh, by the way who’s party is this?” You ask suddenly as Lisa pulls into a driveway.

The car got silent for a second, no one answered your question. It was a bit odd to you the way they all froze up.

“Actually… it’s Jungkook’s party…” Lisa finally spoke, her eyes kept trailing away from you.

“What the fuck? Of all places you choose to go you pick him?!” You felt so betrayed.

They really drove you all the way here just to trick you into coming and now you have no escape plan. They all begged and pleaded for you to suck it up and let loose for just one night. You finally agreed but only under the condition that you want to be far away from him as possible.

“Why do you even dislike him so much? You would think he had murdered someone or something!” Your friend asks.

“I just think he’s a pretentious asshole that doesn’t deserve all the hype he gets.”

They just shrug your opinion off and get out the car. You huff as you open the door and head to the party with the rest of them.

You instantly felt claustrophobic once you go inside. There were crowds of people everywhere. Jungkook was right, everyone at the school was practically here. Loud rap music was blaring through the speakers, red solo cups scattered the floor, people getting sloppy drunk or stoned; the perfect stereotypical house party.

You haven’t seen him yet so that was a good sign and you go up to the kitchen to get drinks with Lisa. 20 minutes pass by now and Lisa was left out of your sight. You have no idea where she could’ve run off to and now you have to search the place to find your friends.

Heading outside into the backyard, your balance was becoming unstable from the alcohol in your system. You were taking shots of Hennessy back to back and it caught up to you faster than you could blink. You sat down on one of the lawn chairs since your head was starting to feel really heavy. You felt a sudden tap behind your shoulder and hear a voice that even when you’re drunk, you can sense with disdain.

“Well, well, well if it isn’t little miss ‘i’d never show up to one of your dumb ass parties!’” Jungkook teases while coming from behind you.

“Get the hell away from me!” You lean away from him to leave you alone but he only came closer.

“This is my house so I don’t need to go anywhere, if anything I think I should kick you out for being so mean to me.” His face inched towards yours further, putting you in an uncomfortable position.

You don’t know why your body felt paralyzed though, it was probably just from all the alcohol inebriating your mind.

“You know, I never understood why you actually hate me. I never hurt you did I?” He says, slightly cocking his head to the side.

His tattooed hand landed on your knee, just planting it there while keeping strong eye contact. You couldn’t speak for some reason, it was as if an enormous lump has formed and got caught inside your throat. He looks down at the skirt you’re wearing and bites his lip, playing with his lip ring.

“Why aren’t you talking? You usually have a lot to say to me, why so quiet now sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?” He continues speaking in that condescending tone of his and you’ve had enough now.

“I fucking hate your guts Jungkook, I absolutely despise you. You’re a cocky, perverted fuckboy that needs to be humbled and finally put in your place!” You snap back at him while pushing his hand away.

“Woah girl chill out, that was a bit harsh don’t ya think? Also, I’d love for you to put me in my place any day.” Yet again, he never fails to make a sexually charged comment.

“You’re disgusting, seriously get help!” You attempt to get up from the lawn chair but he pushes you back down.

“You know, I’ve always liked my girls a little feisty. I find it hot when girls yell at me.”

Either this man has a humiliation kink or is just plain stupid— either way you don’t want to be anywhere near him but he wouldn’t let you leave.

“Please just go away Jungkook, I don’t want you in my sight anymore.”

“Really? Because if that were true then you would’ve been left already,” his hand went to stroke the side of your hair “seems like you really don’t want me to leave.”

His other hand went back to your knee again but slowly trails up to your thigh and goes under your skirt this time. You were surprised within yourself that you were even letting this happen. He leans in to your face, being just a few inches away from his lips. You became almost in a trance by those pink, pillowy lips. You don’t know what came over you but you grab his face and messily kiss him. The movement of your lips colliding and syncing together as he deepened the kiss. He sensually touches your thigh while you moan into the kiss and he squeezes your thigh tightly in response. Looking around to see all the people still here when you pull away from him; you can’t fathom you just made out with Jungkook in front of all these goddamn people. You just lost all respect for yourself.

“You know I’ve always secretly had a crush on you y/n?” Jungkook admits, “I kinda like it when girls are mean to me. Or maybe I just like it when you’re mean, I haven’t figured it out yet.”

“Let me show you how mean I can get then.” You reply, staring up at him with hungry eyes.

That cheesy grin never leaving his face as he hears you speak. The tension only grew thicker and he wasn’t about to waste another second.

“Sit on my lap.” He uses his hands to maneuver you and leans back in the chair.

You drunkenly stumble on top of him, feeling him against you. Your body heat raised through the roof but this time you were sure it wasn’t because of the liquor. You straddle his lap as you go back to hastily making out. His wandering hands kept slipping down to your ass to squeeze it and you were starting to feel dizzy from the way he was kissing you. You feel his touch under your skirt to play with you some more, not caring if anyone’s looking at this point.

“I don’t think we should be doing this.. not here at least. Too many people.” You say when pulling away from his lips.

“I really don’t give a fuck, it’s my party let them watch. Let’s put on a good show for everyone, yeah?”

You know this goes beyond against every moral you’ve had before. You’re about to do the one thing you told yourself that you’d never do.

“Sounds like a plan to me.” Agreeing to go along with his narrative.

He lets you in charge now, letting you have full control over the way you get to ride him. You push your panties to the side and he undoes his pants to free his fully hard member. You didn’t realize how much of a nice cock he has, it was well groomed and had the perfect size/width.

“You have a really pretty dick, must I say.” You still can’t believe these words are being said to Jungkook.

“Thanks baby, I can’t wait for it to be in that pretty little pussy of yours.”

He drags two of his fingers down to your core and swipes in a circular motion, smearing the wet slick as he watches your mouth open wide with pleasure. His digits sink into your cunt harshly, pushing them deeper and deeper.

“Fuck! Your fingers feel too good…” you hid your face in his shoulder as he splits you open.

Your eyes hung low and your mind was hazy. Unable to think straight, you just wanted to feel Jungkook inside of you already.

“Need to fuck you nowww!” You yell, almost sounding a bit whiny.

“So do it then cutie. Come fuck yourself on my cock.”

He withdraws his digits out of you and licks the juices off them one by one. His grin would only get wider as you lowered yourself on his cock. You were so soaking wet you sunk down on him easily while resting your hands around his shoulders to brace yourself a bit before moving. Once you regain focus you slide up and down on his shaft nice and slow; making him bite his lip, moan, and curse under his breath.

“Your pussy feels so good… so tight… fuck..” his mind was going blank as you pick up a steady pace.

You were so out of it by now that you were bouncing on his cock in a frenzy. He roughly thrusted his hips back into you while you sloppily rode him. The way he filled you up felt like you were in heaven. You open your eyes for a second, forgetting that you were at a party. Almost everyone was looking at you, some people even took out their phones to record the scene in front of them. It was probably all the alcohol you drank but you didn’t even care anymore, you continued savagely riding him. You’re moaning louder as you slam down into him harder, pulling his body closer to yours. He loudly grunts from your walls aching around him, his cock was throbbing so intensely he felt himself wanting to burst already.

People were beyond shocked to see this happening, it was a wild party but they weren’t expecting all this. You try not to pay attention to everyone and focus on Jungkook so you can make yourself cum. Then out of nowhere, he spontaneously lifts you up while you’re still on his cock. Engulfing those large hands on your ass cheeks to keep you balanced and thrusts into you deep while he’s standing up. You had your arms wrapped tightly around him, you weren’t too scared of falling since he had a strong grip on you. You were taking his cock with each harsh stroke he gave, screaming out his name over and over so the whole party could hear it.

“Fuck yes Jungkook! Keep fucking me just like that, you’re so good!!” You could feel yourself coming close and so does Jungkook. Wet strands of sticky hair cling to his face from all the work he’s putting in, his eyebrows furrowed to concentrate solely on making you cum.

“Gonna cum on this cock for me baby? I feel you getter tighter ‘round me.”

“Yess, wanna cum on your cock so bad please!”

He was hitting all the spots in you just right, the slight curve of his shaft fit so perfectly in your core. Your mouth was back to being jaw locked again, feeling the heat wave of your orgasm coming through. It hit even harder when you were drunk, you felt like you were going to fall out of his arms but he noticed you slipping and pulls you up into a firmer grasp. While shutting your eyes you feel your release take over, cursing and moaning his name repeatedly like a broken record.

“I’m ‘bout to cum ….” He pulls out of you and sets you back on the lawn chair, “look up and open wide for me.”

You open your mouth eagerly for him, he gives his cock a few pumps before releasing his white creamy load into your mouth. You swallow every drop of his cum and stick your tongue out for him to show your empty mouth. He smiles at the pretty sight of you and goes in to kiss you once again.

“This is fucking insane!” One of the random people at the party says.

You recognize the person since they’ve been watching you from the start. To say that you and Jungkook left everyone at that party speechless was an understatement.

“You know people were taking videos of us right?” Jungkook says cautiously.

“Yeah… it’s probably going to end up all over social media now, if it hasn’t already. Oh well, like I care!” You shrug nonchalantly.

Oh you’ll definitely care when you sober up.

“Let’s get outta here?” Jungkook zips his pants back up and takes his hand out for you to grab.

You hold onto him and balance your wobbly legs to stand up. You were both severely drunk but he held his liquor way better than you did. For the rest of the night, the party continued and you ended up finding your friends. They soon found out about you were doing and how you fucked Jungkook in front of everyone there, they were all completely taken aback. You went from hating his guts to him destroying yours— guess that’s one way you can end a burning hatred for someone.

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lesamis · 3 months

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1810s dashboard but it's niche drama

💛 heartofanna Following

imagine cancelling someone for saying war is bad

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#didn't expect better from w*rdsworth but some people i rly thought i could count on…… #anyway we will live to see this empire fall. can't stop history lol (via @heartofanna)

speaking as someone who was press ganged at the age of 17 to serve in his majesty's royal navy i couldn't be more grateful for your poem. young men like me are cannon fodder and you spoke for so many of us. fuck napoleon but fuck parliament even more.

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stable forgiving virtuous flourishing in my lane definitely not buying poison moisturized unbothered never been better

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me when i lie

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🏛 mynoseisfine Follow

Settling this once and for all. What does the public actually think about the Parthenon marbles debate:

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lol i know it’s you lord elgin

🦉 realminerva Follow

like we joke and all but fully aside from the fact that removing the sculptures from greek soil was vulturine and opportunistic etc, it’s really just the tip of a frankly gigantic mountain of imperialist bullshit. let’s not pretend we haven’t been brutally killing hundreds who resisted oppression in india, LITERALLY BOMBED A NEUTRAL EUROPEAN CAPITAL, and embarrassed ourselves in the charge against napoleon for years now. pathetic ass empire & evil as hell to boot. @mynoseisfine the greeks who carved your marbles millennia ago would kick your tory ass so hard

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🎀 emmawoodhousestan Follow

how do i still keep seeing thomas chatterton's final post being reblogged, wtf is wrong with you freaks??? he was seventeen it was tragic and horrible and happened ages ago. he was a kid just let him rest

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🍎 masque-off Following

callout post for @castleyeah @lordsidmouth @officialcoe @parliamentofficial: they oppress, murder and famish the british working people & also suck majorly

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sour cuz you’re unfit to have custody of your own kids huh

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proud to be the dad of a newborn who could already rend your pudding spine asunder with a mere glance

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🦆 mallardturner Following

finished this today 😊

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😎 chadeharold Follow

why is it always “you’re risking your life and legacy & will get yourself killed before the age of five and twenty” and never how was swimming the hellespont the hellespont looked fun was it fun

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ohhh my god you swam the hellespont five years ago?? wooow should we tell everyone?? should we throw a party?? should we invite famous hero of greek myth leander who swam the hellespont

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@loved-joanna look we never had any beef & don’t have to start this now. it’s cool that you’re sticking up for my ex, you guys were friends first, but just know that i’ve always trusted your opinion on my work & genuinely respect and admire you & would still be up for a collab whenever.

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yea sure why don’t your lips collab with my ass

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on it boss

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#literally call me. down if you are

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sorry is it me or is the assassin who stabbed german bootleg wordsworth kinda…… 🥵

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JOHN KEATS????????

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#i'm p sure this is the author of lamia thirstposting on main??? help

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romanticism this romanticism that why don’t you romanticise universal suffrage and rights for labouring people

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anyone else in jail for seditious libel

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lmao i'm one of the “anyone else”s and i know you’re enjoying family visits and apparently some kind of cushy armchair situation, plus tons of books. try being in here as a spencean dude they won’t even let me learn how to write. worst of all some evangelical came by yesterday just to proselytize & put me “on the right path” fml

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y'all i don't feel so good :/

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#if you use dark mode...........rip i guess #this was the most fun i've had writing anything in so long. also. if you see the timeline not check out no you don't #(wedderburn was only imprisoned in the 1820s i think & the lamia volume was also published in 1820)#(also up to you whether he's responding to henry or leigh hunt. it's the 1810s everyone's in jail esp if they're a hunt)#romanticism #and just to be sure.#long post

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nvrsaidiwasinurcloset · 22 days

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Obsessed - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader - Part 2

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Part 1

Summary: You help Ethan get revenge on his ex that made his life hell.

Contains: Angst, Mentions of abusive behavior, Fluff-ish? idk, Oral - m and f receiving, rough sex, dom!-ish Ethan (If I missed anything, let me know!)

A/N: I SUCK because I've had this almost finished for TWO DAYS and I thought I was going to have the time to finish it. Also, if there are any spelling errors or whatever, I'm sorry😫 If I re-read something I've written too much I start to criticize it and this would've never gotten posted lmao

After your night with Ethan, you woke up determined to right the wrongs that your friends’ narrative created. You felt bad for him, because he was the sweetest, and he didn’t deserve all the hate he got from people that had no idea what the truth was. And the last thing you wanted was for the boy you were starting to fall for to change his mind and decide on transferring to a different school, even after he told you he’d stay.

Your friend kept texting you all night, so much that you finally had to put your phone on ‘Do Not Disturb’ just so you could get some sleep. Once you clicked on her message thread and had to scroll a few times to read all the stuff she’d sent you, you got an idea when you made it to the last text she’d sent.

‘How could you do that when it’s obvious I still have feelings for him?’

“Oh shit,” you said, rereading the message a couple times. “That’s it!”

You were about to text Ethan when you saw the ‘Good morning’ text he’d sent you, a sweet smile playing on your lips as you messaged him back.

You: Good morning

You: What are you doing today?

Ethan: I’m going to lunch with my friends soon, wanna join?

You: I wouldn’t be imposing?

Ethan: Not at all. Plus, I really want to see you

You: Where am I meeting you guys?

Ethan: You think I’m going to let you walk there by yourself?

Ethan: Meet me in front of your dorm in an hour

You: See you soon

When you walked outside, you saw Ethan leaning against the brick wall of your dorm. You ran up to him, a huge smile on your face as he pulled you close.

“Hey cutie,” he said, leaning down to kiss you. “How did you sleep?”

“I wish I slept a lot better,” you sighed, “Your ex was texting me all night.”

“Oh…why?” he asked, as he laced his fingers with yours.

“Someone told her I was kissing you at the party last night,” you said, his eyes growing wide at your words.

“What did she say?” he asked as he started to walk, leading the way towards the restaurant.

“That I betrayed her, that you’re going to hurt me just like you hurt her, and that she still has feelings for you.”

“Well, she can choke on her feelings,” he bluntly said, as you started to laugh. “I’m serious. She’s made my life hell.”

“I think I might know how to make things better for you, but I don’t know if you’ll like my idea,” you said, as he curiously looked over at you.

“What are you thinking?”

“What if you asked her to hang out? Like, just say that you miss her and you want to see her. Then you call her out on her bullshit, but record the conversation,” you said, as Ethan took a deep breath. “I can think of something else if you don’t want to be around her.”

“No, I think it’s a good idea,” he said, “I’m not sure if I can fake being nice to her, though. What if I see her and I just blow up on her?”

“I think you can do it,” you said, your thumb rubbing against the top of his hand. “Just think, you get her to confess that everything she’s said about you wasn’t true, and your life can go back to normal.”

“Normal sounds nice,” he said, glancing up to notice all the people looking at him. “I felt like I was invisible in high school. Now I can’t get people to stop staring at me.”

“Maybe it’s because you’re so cute,” you said, half-joking as you smiled at him. “I’m finding it hard to stop staring at you.”

“Stop, you’re going to make me blush,” he said, his free hand running across his face as he tried to compose himself from your flirting. “I think they’re staring right now because I’m with someone as beautiful as you.”

“Who’s making who blush now?” you asked, as he opened the restaurant door for you.

He led you over to the table where his friends were, introducing you to them as you sat down. You recognized Chad from the night before, and Ethan was just praying that he wouldn’t say something embarrassing.

“It’s nice to officially met you,” Chad said, “Ethan hasn’t shut up about you all morning.”

Ethan sighed in defeat as he looked over to his friend, “Seriously?”

“What? It’s true,” Chad shrugged, “He told me you convinced him to stay, which I’ve been trying to do for months.”

“I think things are about to get a lot easier for him,” you said, as Ethan smiled.

“She’s a genius,” he said, wrapping his arm around you. “Apparently my ex still has feelings for me. Fuck, I need to text her.” Ethan slid his phone out of his pocket and unblocked her number, before typing. “Does this sound okay?” he asked, showing you the ‘I miss you. can we talk?’ text.

“As long as you don’t actually miss her, then yeah,” you said, as Ethan started to laugh.

“Fuck no,” he said, as he pressed send.

“Wait…if she still has her feelings, why would she spread all those rumors?” Tara asked, as Mindy jumped in the conversation.

“She doesn’t want anyone else to have him.”

“That’s fucked up,” Chad said, as Ethan’s phone vibrated against the table.

Ethan looked over to you before he picked his phone up. You could tell he was nervous, you were, too.

“She asked me what I’m doing tonight,” he sighed, “She wants me to take her to dinner.”

“Do you feel comfortable with that?” you asked, his expression unreadable.

“Do you feel comfortable with that?” he questioned, “You know how she is. She’ll probably try to be affectionate.”

“I’ll kill her,” you said with a straight face as Ethan started to laugh. “I’m serious…if she touches you, she’s dead.”

“Ooh, what if we stake out at the restaurant,” Tara suggested, “We sit far enough away, but we can still see what’s going on.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Ethan sighed, “I could only imagine what she’d say once she finds out it’s all bullshit. What if she says I put my hands on her or something?”

“You’ll have witnesses. I’ll come,” Chad said, as Mindy agreed to come along, too.

“Okay, I’m meeting her at 7,” he said, as his hand rubbed against your leg under the table.

Once everyone finished eating, you and Ethan were invited over to Tara’s. Ethan had other plans though, asking you if you wanted to go to his dorm for a little bit first. You agreed, because you wanted to spend alone time with him before he had to meet with his ex.

“Are you sure you’re okay with me going out with her tonight?” Ethan asked, once you’d made it back to his dorm. “I haven’t even taken you on our first date yet, and I’m taking her on one. It doesn’t feel right.”

“I’m okay with it as long as you don’t get sucked back in,” you said, a nervous smile playing on your lips as you sat down on his bed. “She’s good at convincing.”

“I won’t,” he promised, as he took a seat beside you. “The only one sucking me in is you.”

“Do you know what you’re going to say to her?” you asked, trying to fight the blush that was spreading to your cheeks.

“Well, I thought I’d start the conversation with the ‘I’m happy you wanted to see me’ and go from there. I think I’ll bring up the rumors and stuff after we start eating,” he sighed. “I hope she doesn’t deny it.”

“Just say you won’t give her another chance unless she admits it, because I told you she was the one spreading everything about you,” you suggested, as he shook his head.

“I’m not throwing you under the bus like that.”

“She’s already pissed at me. Why does it matter?” you asked, “Because honestly, she’s not my friend, not if she’s that shitty of a person. I don’t care what she thinks about me.”

“What if she starts shit about you, too?” he questioned, making you scoff.

“What can she say about me? Everyone will know she’s a liar after tonight.”

You talked with Ethan for a while about the right things to say and do, and as the hours started to pass, he was getting really stressed. He laid back on the bed and pulled you close to cuddle.

“We should probably go to Tara’s soon,” he said, as his fingertips rubbed across your back. With the lack of sleep from the night before, you were starting to feel really drowsy with the soothing motions. “Fuck, I’m so worried that I’ll just snap once I see her. I feel myself getting angrier.”

“You have every right to feel that way,” you said, as your hand rubbed across his stomach. “But I might know I way for you to release some of that tension.”

“What did you have in mind?” he asked, already having a hunch with the suggestiveness in your tone. You didn’t say anything as your hand traveled lower, running over the slight bulge in his jeans. You felt him getting harder the longer you rubbed, his hips shifting as he tried to get comfortable.

You sat up to look at him before your hand reached up to the button of his jeans. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about last night,” you said, your eyes on his as you slid his zipper down. “No one’s ever made me cum as hard as you did.”

You started to tug on his jeans as he lifted his hips, making it a little easier for you to get them down.

“Do you want me to make you cum right now?” he asked, as you laughed and shook your head.

“No, baby. I’m going to take care of you,” you said, sliding his boxers down. He gasped the second his cock sprang free from the confines of his boxers, your hand moving to lazily stroke it as he watched you, his bottom lip in between his teeth. “I’ve been dying to do this.”

With his size, you knew you wouldn’t be able to fit all of it in your mouth, but you were determined to make him feel so good that the only thing he thought about on his fake date with your friend was you. You started with his tip, your tongue swirling around it. You paid extra attention to the underside the head of his cock because he kept gasping every time your tongue brushed against it. Then you slowly started to take him in your mouth, as his hand went to your hair.

“Fuck,” he sighed, as he watched you. He thought you were always beautiful but seeing you like this made him even more attracted to you. Your eagerness to please him just like he took care of you the night before showed him how down for him you really were, and the way that you thought of a plan to help him get his life back to normal had him falling for you harder than he expected to, at least this soon.

Once you started to gag, his hand that was resting loosely in your hair started to pull it a little, the feeling making you moan around him. You just kept going, the drool from all your gagging starting to drip down his cock. You reached your hand up to stroke what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, as your cheeks hollowed and how head started to bob.

“Shit, baby,” he groaned once your hand started to twist a little. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

His praise motivated you even more, your head moving quicker as he struggled to keep quiet. Not that he needed to be, but he had so many different sounds threatening to slip past his lips. He was fighting to keep his hips still. It was taking everything in him to not thrust into your mouth. You noticed that he was holding back, so you pulled away, your hand still moving as you looked at him. Your eyes were glassy from all the tears that formed, your lips were swollen, and Ethan was just so in awe of you.

“You don’t have to just lay there,” you said, the slight rasp in your voice from all the gagging quickly becoming his new favorite sound. “I can take it.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, as you mumbled a “Mhm.”

You took him back in your mouth, and it didn’t take long for his hips to thrust. Your hand kept you from taking more than you could handle, but you were still gagging so much. Every time your throat tightened; Ethan felt himself getting closer to the edge.

“I’m gonna cum,” he groaned, his hand tugging on your hair as his hips stuttered.

You glanced up to see him as his orgasm hit. His eyes were fluttering as the salty liquid coated your taste buds, his head rolling back. The grip he had on your hair loosened as you slowed down, before you slid him out of your mouth.

“How was that?” you asked, as he tore his gaze away from the ceiling to look at you. He had a goofy smile on his face as his hands reached out to grab you and pull you close.

“That was perfect, babe,” he said, as he started to get a little curious. “How’d you get so good at that?”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to,” you playfully said, as he chuckled. “We really should go to Tara’s.”

“Yeah, I’m thinking if you guys go to the restaurant early, she would be less likely to see you,” he said, as his hands started to rub your back again.

“We better go now, because you’re going to make me fall asleep,” you said, pushing yourself off his chest.

Once you made it to Tara’s, Ethan was way calmer than he was before. You knew the plan would work, but now you had more confidence that he’d be able to keep his cool. When everyone said they were ready to go, Ethan wrapped his hands around your waist from behind you. You turned to face him, a sweet smile on your lips as he leaned down to kiss you.

“Thank you,” he said, as you curiously looked at him.

“For what?”

“For being amazing,” he said, stealing one more kiss as Mindy fake-gagged in the background.

“Okay, if we’re going to make it to the restaurant before them, we need to go now,” she said, as you hesitantly pulled away from Ethan.

“I’ll see you soon,” you said, following Ethan’s friends out the door.

Once Ethan and his ex made it to the restaurant, you could feel the jealousy building. You saw the simple touches against his arm, the flirty smile on her lips. You felt your blood start to boil as you huffed and turned your attention to his friends.

“You okay?” Tara asked, noticing the pissed expression on your face.

“She was touching him,” you said, glancing back over to see them seated at the table.

“You really like him, huh?” Chad asked, as you felt your cheeks start to heat up.

“Yeah,” you said, your angry expression turning into a smile as you thought about Ethan.

“He really likes you too,” Tara said, as Chad nodded.

“Yeah, I told you, he wouldn’t shut up about you this morning.”

Everyone kept glancing towards Ethan’s table, but you were trying so hard not to. You just wanted to focus on eating the food in front of you, even though you didn’t have much of an appetite. You didn’t want to see him doing what he could to get the confession out of her, but once Mindy mumbled “Oh shit.” you finally looked up.

“Are they arguing?” Tara asked, as Chad nodded.

“He looks pissed.”

You watched your friend try to grab Ethan’s hand on the top of the table, but he pulled it away before he stood up. He searched the restaurant for the table that you were at before he walked over.

“I got her confession. Let’s go, babe,” he said, as you stood up. He took your hand in his before he turned to Chad. “I’ll send you money for her food. Is that cool?”

“Yeah, we’ll leave soon. You want to come back to Tara’s?” Chad said, as Ethan shrugged.

“Not right now, I need to blow off some steam.”

Your heart started to pound, butterflies fluttering around in your stomach as he walked with you. You weren’t sure how he wanted to let out his aggression, but you really hoped that it’d be in his bed. He led you out of the restaurant, your hand in his. Once your friend saw, she jumped up from the table and followed you outside.

“Hey,” she said, grabbing your shoulder after she caught up to you.

“Don’t touch me,” you snapped, turning to face her.

“What the fuck was all of this?” she asked, as Ethan tried to pull you away. “Honey, he doesn’t want you if he asked me out tonight.”

“Honey, he asked you out tonight so you’d confess to all the fucked up things you’ve said about him,” you yelled, your words full of venom as she started to laugh.

“Aww, are you trying to get people to believe that he isn’t some asshole?” she asked, and your hands involuntarily clenched at your sides. You were furious with the smug look on her face and the snarky tone. “Good luck trying to prove it.”

“I’ll prove it,” Ethan said, as he started to play back the video so she could hear it. Her face dropped, before she tried to grab his phone from his hands.

“Aww, are you worried everyone’s going to find out how much of a lying bitch you are?” you asked, your tone matching hers as she started to get mad. “You can’t just fuck up someone’s life and get away with it.”

Your conversation with her wasn’t quiet, and people started to gather around. They were probably anticipating the altercation to get physical, but you refused to give everyone that satisfaction.

“You really are a shitty friend,” she said, making you scoff.

“You’re a shitty person! You spread so much shit about Ethan that wasn’t true. How the fuck do you sleep at night knowing you’ve been ruining his life all year?”

“He shouldn’t have broken up with me,” she snapped, “But it’s okay. You aren’t what he really wants. It’s cute that you think you’ll ever compare to me.”

“That’s the reason I am interested in her!” Ethan yelled, “She’s nothing like you! You told everyone I was controlling, that I was mentally and emotionally abusive. That’s what YOU were!”

She was about to say something, when she glanced around and noticed all the people with their phones out, pointed at her. You noticed some of the girls that you’d heard talk about Ethan staring at the ground, disappointed in themselves that they helped spread the rumors. Some of the guys that had gathered around shook their heads at her.

“That’s fucked up,” one of the guys said, before one of the girls jumped in.

“Yeah, you’re going to make all of us seem like we’re lying if something happens to us. That really is fucked up.”

You looked over to Ethan, your eyes wide as he tried to fight a smile from forming on his lips. He saw her little reign of terror crumbling, and it was so satisfying to watch.

She suddenly felt the urge to save face, walking over to Ethan. He backed away from her as she sighed in frustration.

“I’m sorry, Ethan,” she said, as he started to laugh.

“You’re only sorry because people know who you really are now,” he said, rolling his eyes. “You don’t care that you fucked this whole year up for me. All you cared about was making sure no one else wanted me, but how funny is it that one of your friends does?”

“Oh, we’re not friends,” you said, looking over at her. “Good luck finding someone here that wants to be with you after what you did to him.”

Ethan grabbed your hand to lead you away from her, as she stood there in the awkward tension. Once you and Ethan made it a block away, you both started to laugh.

“Maybe I didn’t need to record the conversation with her,” he said, “Almost everyone recorded that shit just now.”

“I’m happy for you, babe,” you said, as he leaned down to kiss you. It wasn’t a quick peck like you expected, your mouths moving together as you made out on the sidewalk.

“It was so hot watching you stand up to her like that,” he said against your lips once you pulled away to catch your breath. “Let’s go to my dorm. Chad’s going to Tara’s.”

“And what would we do?” you asked, a smirk playing on your lips as he smiled.

“I think celebratory sex is the perfect way to end tonight, followed by you staying over once I tell Chad he can’t come home.”

Once Ethan got you back to his dorm, he unbuttoned the jeans you were wearing the second you slid your shoes off your feet.

“Someone’s eager,” you giggled, as he led you to the bed.

“You have no idea,” he said, pushing you back.

Your legs were hanging off the side of the bed as he pulled your jeans and panties down your legs, the aggressiveness of it making you more wet than you already were. He dropped to the floor, sitting on his knees as he moved your legs to rest on his shoulders. He started with small licks to your clit, teasing you a little just so he could make you squirm. Your legs resting on him pulled him closer once he wasn’t giving you what you needed. He chuckled against you before he started to swirl his tongue around your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Fuck, just like that,” you said, your hand moving to rest in his curls.

His hands grabbed your hips to pull you even closer to his mouth, a squeal slipping past your lips once you felt your ass hanging off the bed.

“I won’t let you fall, baby,” he said, before his tongue went back to your clit.

You felt two of his fingers brushing against your entrance, a low moan falling out of your mouth once he slid them inside of you. You glanced down to look at him and saw his eyes on you. He couldn’t stop watching the way your chest started to rise and fall quicker and all the cute little faces you were making.

He started to angle his fingers just right, pressing them against the spongy spot inside of you as he suckled on your clit. Your hand pulled his hair, the other one gripping at the sheets as your moans got louder.

You felt that feeling starting to build, your body getting hotter as he pressed his fingers even harder.

“Oh shit,” you whimpered, as he sucked harder on your clit. “Cumming.”

Your back arched off the bed as the legs around Ethan’s shoulders clenched around him, holding him in place as he kept fucking you with his fingers. He slowed down a little once your pussy started to spasm, the loud whines falling from your lips echoing off the walls as he worked you through it.

Once your body relaxed, he slid his fingers out of you, and gave your clit a few more gentle licks before he rolled you over, your wobbly legs trying to stabilize themselves as your feet rested against the floor. You were still so blissed out, your senses still on overdrive as you heard the sound of his zipper getting slid down. After he took off his jeans and boxers, you waited in anticipation as he walked over to his nightstand to grab a condom. Once he came back over to you, he ran his hands over your ass that was proudly sticking up in the air for him.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he chuckled as he rolled the condom on.

He inched himself inside of you, soft moans slipping past your lips as he filled you up. When he stilled inside of you, he ran his hands over your hips as his cock stretched you out.

“You can move now,” you said, your voice muffled by his bed sheets.

He started off with slow, deep thrusts. He slid his cock out of you every time, his breathing getting heavier every time the tip went in and out of your entrance. Your hips started to move back to meet his slow thrusts, but he pulled back even further.

“Please, baby,” you begged, as you heard him chuckle from behind you.

“How bad do you want it?” he asked, as his hands moved from your ass to grip your hips. You huffed in response, as he slowed down even more. “If you want me to give you what you want, you better tell me.”

“I want it so fucking bad,” you pouted, as he smirked at how needy you were.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Before you could say anything else, he started to pound into you. He was pulling your hips back to meet his thrusts, your legs tingling as you struggled to hold yourself up. You were clinging to his sheets, whimpers flooding out of your mouth as he slammed into that spot every single time.

“So fucking tight,” he grunted, as you moaned in response.

Ethan had gone absolutely feral, one of his hands snaking under you to pull you back against him as he fucked up into you. He was squeezing at one of your breasts over your shirt as his other hand kept pulling your hips down.

“Are you mine?” he growled in your ear, this new side of Ethan turning you on more than you already were. You were trying so hard to form words, but they wouldn’t come out. The sounds of your wet pussy and skin slapping were filling the room as you felt the coil in the pit of your stomach getting tighter. “Are you too cock drunk to answer me?”

You nodded your head as he laid you back on the bed, your hands grasping at the sheets again as he fucked you even harder. Your whimpers were turning to cries as your legs started to shake, your orgasm taking over your body so strong that you swore you were going to black out from how good it felt.

“Almost there, baby,” he said, your pussy squeezing him so tight that he felt like he could bust at that feeling alone. After a few more deep thrusts, he moaned out, his cum filling the tip of the condom. He caught his breath for a minute before he slid out of you, smiling at the way your body was relaxed on his bed.

“I am,” you said, after he got rid of the condom and helped you get the rest of your body up on the bed.

“You’re what?” he questioned, as he laid down and pulled you close.

“I’m yours.”

After that night, your former friend only lasted a couple weeks at the university once everyone realized how she really was. She switched to online classes until she transferred to a college closer to her and Ethan’s home town. Your relationship with Ethan got more serious that he was bringing you home for the holidays. You were taking all these cute little photos in front of one of the light displays when you saw her with someone you assumed to be her new boyfriend, but she quickly walked away with him the second she saw you and Ethan.

“You think she’s going to do the same shit to him that she did to me?” he asked, wrapping his arm around you as you walked along the path of lights.

“No, I think she learned her lesson.”

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #scream smut #ethan landry smut #smut

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bloodreddemons · 3 months

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Hazbin Hotel Episode 5-6 Hot Takes! ~

Lucifer doesn't really seem like a necessarily "good" dad or "bad" dad. He's definitely not the greatest at all but it really does suck that Charlie was pretty much isolated from him. Not completely his fault I'm sure.

I know it's obvious at this point that Lucifer & Alastor don't like each other...but you can definitely tell Alastor HATES him. His face was just stuck on stink the entire time.

To follow that up, I wonder why Alastor doesn't like Lucifer so much. Maybe it has to do with Lilith or Eve?

I like Lucifer's personality despite being the literal Devil he's actually very goofy. I don't think this was even a hot take. Lol.

Alastor saying fuck is the funniest thing in this show so far. It was actually gold. Bless him.

I hate that there was actual discourse surrounding episode 5 regarding Charlastor, and that people who hate the ship took the opportunity to either be pissed about their interactions, or celebrate that the ship is dead.

Hell's Greatest Dad was a nice song I really enjoyed it. Alastor and Lucifer sounded great.

A lot of people have already said this, but I think it's pretty obvious that Alastor was only trying to piss Lucifer off with the daughter comments. I don't think he actually sees him & Charlie as family.

Saying that Charlie can almost call Alastor Daddy was jaw dropping lol. I don't get how the ship is dead. It's definitely revived.

I fucking hate Mimzy. She's just an awful friend. She's literally that fake friend that only hits you up when you need something. I don't get how Alastor has been (hazbin) friends with her for so long. Christ.

I would've just thrown Mimzy to the Lone Sharks.

I wonder who "owns" Alastor? Most likely Lilith, that's what everybody has said. It could also possibly be Eve tho. He's definitely been working with someone.

Alastor's monster eldritch form kinda looks how a lot of us expected.

I don't get how Charlie is going to tell Lucifer, the first fallen angel EVER, and God's actual former favorite, what Heaven would say or think. He's already been there before. He knows how they work.

"More than Anything" was actually a pretty sweet song. It kinda hit close to home. Lucifer really sounded like the Angel he is.

Cherri & Sir Pentious are actually really cute. I kinda saw that one coming. Idk how they'd fuck tho. Ewwww.

Something is weird about Charlie not being on that list when they got to Heaven. Some people have speculated that she's in the wrong place. Hmmmm.

I don't really care for Sera or Emily. Idk I just don't. Sorry y'all.

"Welcome To Heaven" was such a weird gay ass song. 🤣 Why was that white ass twink priest practically moaning lmao...but the song was giving some type of backstreet boys or NSYNC.

I didn't think Lute or any of the exterminators actually had faces. That was a shock.

Even though it was already obvious to so many I was still gagged when the Vaggie Angel theory was finally confirmed. I love the way she met Charlie.

Not a hot take but I fucking hate Lute & Adam for doing Vaggie like that. She definitely didn't deserve it. All she did was spare one fucking child. They're evil.

The blackmailing Vaggie thing was very anticlimactic and dumb as fuck especially since they made Vaggie avoid being questioned. It would've been more interesting if Vaggie did what Adam said and spoke against Charlie at the meeting.

I've come to realize that Heaven is just shit and nobody knows what they're doing. The fact that they have a piece of shit like Adam up there and he himself doesn't know why he's there in the first place is very telling.

I don't think Cherri is a bad friend at all, but it was very off putting for her to constantly peer pressure Angel Dust when he's been trying to have a good streak. I get that she's a party animal and don't give a fuck but she could at least be mindful of her friend that's trying to stop their bad habits.

Angel being protective of Nifty when she was drunk was so cute. I'm happy he saved her from Val even if she didn't need it.

"You didn't know" was meh. It had some good parts I liked the overlapping of "Hell Is Forever" but thats really it.

I feel like Charlie is going to forgive Vaggie pretty quickly. I don't think this dramatic revelation of her past is going to cause that big of a rift in their relationship at all, especially with how quick they made up in episode 3.

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sanspuppet · 4 months

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“Touch me” prompt. 18 - Yeosang scenario

W/T: handjob, face fucking, cum eating, praises, pet name: princess

just some alpha Yeosang in need of some touch lmao, no plot just smut u know me 🧍🏻‍♀️

requested by @tamera21 i hope you can enjoy mwah💕

not me writing this because i can’t sleep help it’s 3 in the morning

actually listening to this on loop while writing, so i recommend doing the same while reading :) it’s an italian song btw

divider by @_cafekitsune

The air felt dizzy outside, shots of water drops were hitting the window walls on another boring Sunday. You were laying on the couch, legs crossed as you scrolled through your instagram fyp. It was kinda rude to say that you weren’t paying any attention to your boyfriend for all day, you felt bored and lazy, sure thing the icky weather wasn’t helping. You heard footsteps taking their way towards you at some point, which you still didn’t pay attention to, just minding your own business as you were stalking your favorite celebrities with their last posts. Yeosang was looking at you with hooded eyes, he still isn’t surely the mean type, but oh fuck if he was annoyed by you.

“Uh-hum i’m sorry, bothering you?” Yeosang huffed, his hands on his waist, waiting for you to rise your gaze up to him. But the only thing he got from you was a quick: “Mmm?” eyes still locked on the phone screen.

“Fucking hell, look at me please.” he sighed, once he realized that it would take more than just that to gain your attention, Yeosang stepped towards you, enough for him to grab your chin, forcing you to finally lock eyes with him.

“Oh hi darling, what’s wrong?” you questioned him as nothing just happened, smiling at him despite he still looked annoyed. In fact, he raised one eyebrow, furrowing his nose as he spoke up:

“‘What’s wrong?’ you didn’t talk to me the entire morning, plus if it couldn’t be worse, i’m hard” the last word suddenly woke up your core, tensing your lower abdomen muscles when shivers ran down to reach the gap between you thighs.

“Are gonna act like a brat any longer, or you’ll finally be a good girl and take my needy cock, huh?” his fingertips were buried in your soft cheeks, his boner getting harder every second he passed by imagining your pretty face painted with his thick cum.

“U-uhm i-, i’ll help you.”

“Good, princess” Yeosang let go of your chin, moving backwards and pointing the floor. “On your knees, listen to me okay?” as it seemed like he was just petting you, you immediately did as he said, kneeling in front of him, your gaze still locked on his drop dead gorgeous face.

“Go ahead” he gave a quick nod, his eyes focusing on your phone abandoned on the couch, grimacing at it like it was the reason you weren’t paying attention to him the whole day. “Touch me” Your hands landed on the zip of jeans as soon as he mouthed, dragging his underwear down with his pants. Your mouth started drooling at the first second you saw his cock a few inches far from your lips, arousal hitting your lower core as your body was already convinced that it’d be a long afternoon. Your hands grabbed his dick, twisting them around his length as your lips were sucking on its stimulated tip. Eyes were observing every detail of Yeosang’s chest and abdomen when he breathed heavily to repress any moan. Though it became so fucking difficult once your throat took all the way up to his cock, your tongue messing with his balls, gaining from him breathing groans.

“Fuck, that feels amazing princess.” his fingers carded through your hair, moving it away from your forehead before pulling it back. “Oh god, keep doing that” You tried to breathe in with your nose, as your throat was stuffed full with Yeosang’s dick. Your mind was quickly going blank, moving your head automatically when every single coherent thought left your brain, it always took nothing for you to go cockdrunk. The situation up there was very similar, Yeosang was loosing his mind over the overwhelming pleasure of your touch, because fuck you surely knew how to worship properly a dick. He blinked hard, furrowing his eyebrows, feeling his orgasm on his way to approach him. “So good, princess. Helping me to get off, such a caring girlie” his words became pathetic while the gap between his body and the pure blissing pleasure got smaller, spasming slightly at every louder moan. “Acting so good now, is this what i should do every time you don’t pay attention to me? Just forcing you to suck my dick?” You pulled out, needy for air. One hand kept working on his length, while the other rubbed away the saliva exiting your mouth. “Fuck, look at me. I’m close princess, i am, s-shit…”

Yeosang’s breath was unstable once his orgasm hit his body, gulping hard the saliva to help focusing on something else apart from how amazingly you just worshipped his cock. You parted your lips once white ropes of cum started to shoot all over your face, attaching them on his cockhead to make sure to take every single drop. You looked up at him, opening your mouth to show him how full of his seed you were. At his surprise, he widened his eyes the same second you swallowed all of it, sticking your tongue out to prove your act. Yeosang chuckled, kneeling down to be face to face with you, he stamped a kiss on your overworked lips, after caressing your cheeks.

“You did so good for me princess, shall i take care of you as well?”

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weebsinstash · 10 months

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Ok but fuck the people who mentioned abo stuff and omega Miguel to me specifically because I'm over here trying to think of-of- of other ideas that have some meat in them and now I'm just thinking about him becoming absolutely baby crazy in the freaky primal way only omegaverse shit can provide

-normal ass Reader meeting ABO people in the Spider Society and you have no idea what the actual hell any of them are talking about half the time but wouldn't it suck if you still felt some sort of effects from them and affected them too. But. Alpha Miguel obviously 🤌 somehow you make him purr however briefly bc he'd probably get embarrassed and be a dork but you just hear that motor kick in and it's like '👀 oh yall ain't HUMAN human? Idk that's kinda scary but... hot too'. Next thing you know you're finding out about Alphas having knots and you're having inappropriate thoughts about your boss. Also, what if scenting isn't just rubbing necks and such, what if it could be done from smaller touches too, so, suddenly you're sitting there "oh was he scenting me when he touched me on the shoulder" and you may or may not remember how people would often be nervous or avoid you on those days, or be polite but servile, one could day non-threatening, no competition

Alpha Miguel hearing you don't want kids like "I can fix them uwu". One day you realize "oh is he like, courting me" and you're confronted with the terrifying mortality of "holy shit does he want to date/have babies, idk if im ready for something that serious 😳" and also just, him having all these biological advantages over you like he eventually figures out how to tell your emotions by your scent and things like that, you hug the wrong person and suddenly he's in a foul mood and "wanting to speak to them" because their scent transferred onto you

-normal Miguel finding out about an Omega Reader and "no, I'm just studying them for science though--" *suddenly has terabytes of notes about you, your biological aspects, info from your home dimension about Omegas, plenty of personally written 'research notes'* he's just utterly obsessed and fascinated. He learns you're just basically a guaranteed baby machine amd suddenly he's astral projecting himself into another reality, man reads a factoid on how Omega typically have 3 or even more babies and he's sitting there thinking about the two of you with four daughters. Maaaaybe one son but, he loves the idea of all girls, he's just baby crazy for a daughter specifically and he's like "but wait, I could have multiple". But papi, four quinces sounds expensive lmao, lucky he's got that CEO money

-But of course, I'm growing especially fonder of female Alpha Reader and Omega Miguel and like. You're both kind of socially awkward and feel 'out of place', and being atrracted to each other is weird because you both lowkey hate yourselves and aren't sure how you two would work out. What does it mean for you to be an Alpha? Isn't he more dominant than you? Should he... act more submsisive towards you, like, you're both so confused and not sure how to act and also kind of being social recluses. One day you have your whole aha moment where you realize it's kind of a perspective thing and suddenly you cant thinking about him holding a chunky little newborn or having a tea party with his daughters and how, oh wouldn't he be so cute with a baby on his hip

Alpha Reader "I want to see him holding my babies and i wanna love n support him" vs Omega Miguel "I want to cuddle and kiss her while she carries our babies and protect her and love her 🥰" like fjfjff the nuance is THERE

-then there's the juicy idea or "alpha Miguel from a dimension without really any Omegas meeting an Omega Reader for the first time" and he's just kind of head over heels for you (and so is everyone else really). He starts realizing how powerful your "abilities" are when one day you're called into his office to see him throwing things around and shouting about "another hole in the multiverse" and Peter B is like silently begging for you to try and calm him down and you just. Panic and hug him! And you're hugging him and he can get a whiff of your scent and you hit him with the boo boo eyes "It'll be ok, please don't be so stressed 🥺 I'm sure we can figure something out. You're strong, you'll get through this"

Peter B and Jess just like exchanging knowing glances as you get him to settle into a chair and he's still grumbling and irritated but like significantly calmer now and you're just rubbing his shoulders and offering to get him a coffee and giving him a little pep talk amd being very, you know, gentle and nurturing :) totally disarms him and calms him right down, he goes from a red faced screaming mess to purring in a chair as you force idle chit chat about "are you hungry? When did you eat last? Or sleep?" And suddenly he's imagining being at the breakfast table with you and the pups he can easily see you two having together and from then on, Peter B knows to keep you nearby at all times to help calm the big bad Alpha down next time he's about to get an ulcer from stress

#yandere spiderverse #Miguel o'hara x reader #yandere miguel o'hara #sinprompts #yandere stuff #ugh ive got it bad

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tocomplainfriend · 5 months

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Some random complaining!

Hazbin Hotel totally got cut off- I mean Viv probably wanted at least 3-4 season or something, but they just gave her 2. Cause the Angels already starting the genocide is so early. Which what does that mean for season 2 if this is just season 1?

I really thought it all would've started after the events of the pilot. So we just got Alastor, Nifty, and Husk. And then getting Sir pentious in the hotel, and going through some time before the extermination.

I think we are going to get normal "get to know the characters" episodes, but then scaling to the extermination date. (which I thought it was held by the end of the year). No clue of what's after that... really.

The "we will show a heaven a fight" shows me that the idea of redemption of sinners is left behind really fast. Which I found interesting, so that sucks.

Oh, look is her!

Also, I really thought they would do a small thing about the swearing. Look... I swear a shit ton! But Viv can not write all her characters like that. She said, "I write the characters how I talk"- that is not good because all characters talk the same and all force of swearing in the series disappears. The fact that Alastor doesn't swear is good, cause it gives him more character. I really hope that Charlie doesn't swear half as much, it would fit her character more. The daughter of Lucifer, that's the one out because she is nicer. But has casual to little swearing is outstanding. (It would be more special if multiple of the sins in HB weren't sweethearts). Husk swearing a lot makes sense old man, alcoholic, gambling addict from the '70s. Hopefully Nifty doesn't, She is from the 1950s when swearing was less frequent, and used specific words too-which I hope the language of the year is they are from-in the same way they are with Alastor. In the idea of Nifty being a maid during her life, you would guess she would swear less than other characters.

Every person talks and swears differently individually. So I hope not all characters over swear.

Look at Nifty! (you can do small jokes like this without swearing or heavy sexual garbage all the time)

These guys here looked a bit weird.

Also, I supposed Vaggie is still from 2014 and El Salvador, right? Like she died went to heaven, became a fallen angel... right? Am I wrong about that? Genuine question!

Also, I wonder what they will do with Sir Pentious? Velvette is not anywhere on the trailer, I think. I'm sure Baxter doesn't exist lmao. I really wonder how they will balance things with personal things for each character-at the same time of the angel's attack.

Are they full front fight the angels? Where are this guy's machines?

Someone wanted a bunch of Broadway voices, and was so ready to throw old VA's out, damn.

Are they going to have time to explore how characters died, what let them be in hell even? Gonna do a post about that and heaven stuff later on!

#vivziepop critique #vivziepop critical #helluva boss critique #helluva boss criticism #helluva boss critical #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critique

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taegimood · 4 months

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epic need for your own thoughts on craveverse.. assign some kinks to the boys hehee

OMG WAIT WAIT RAHHHHHHHHHHHH i’m scared to get their characters wrong cuz they’re yours but i’ll try omg this is exciting wait

(edit: i accidentally added some plot in there lmao sorry also this is LONGG and these kinks aren’t anything taboo [for us at least 💀] but hopefully it’s still interesting~)

yeonjun: okay, do we need to say it? breeding kink. wants you to belong to him forever. wants your tummy full of the evidence that he was there. exhibitionism, he wants everyone to know you’re his and how good he can fuck the daylights out of you; he shamelessly fucks you around the others all the time, possessive as all hell, since he makes you share the living room together. also kisses you constantly, possessively, tongue in your mouth if he gets so much as an inkling that another member has their eyes on you when it’s yeonjun’s turn to keep you to himself, maintaining eye contact with said member as he kisses you until the younger backs down submissively. idk if there’s a name for this (is it the same as dumbification?) but loves it when you get into subspace.. loves knowing he fucked you completely dumb and has all the power over you. he loves spit.. always spitting in your mouth, spitting on your pussy before he rails it, spitting on his cock as he shoves it down your throat. loves it when you suck on his fingers and whine for him too <3 anything that shows you’re even remotely enjoying it, he’s all over that shit.. it helps aid how toxicly and utterly convinced he is that you belong together, forever. some could even argue that out of all of them, yeonjun might just have the most screws loose — you’d just never know it until you wake up one day and then suddenly you do.

soobin: SOOBIN… soobin is a closeted freak… if yeonjun saw half the things that went on in his submissive little member’s head, he’d be outraged lmao. although soobin doesn’t fuck you as often as some of the others do, he wants you just as much - he just doesn’t show it. has this fantasy of marking you, and covering your entire body too; he just wants to bite and nibble you everywhere and is always trying to scent you in small ways just subtle enough that yeonjun won’t notice and be set off. in his mind he’s making you his in his own tiny little ways. soobin is more possessive than you’d think (flashback to what i sent you about him shoving beomgyu to the floor) and as sweet as he is, he‘s also got a guilty pervertedness to him when you come crying to his bedside asking to be held… that’s right, I’M the one she needs. he also has a cockwarming kink for sure. will pump his cock into you nice and steady before keeping you there <3 whispers in your ear how your pussy was made just for him, but don’t tell yeonjun~ and of course i will forever be on the sticky cum soobin agenda - he has a fat creampie kink that he shamelessly exhibits every time he fucks you, will literally overstimulate himself just so he can keep fucking more and more and more of his thick cum into your little hole~ but he’s also just a sweetie and will kiss you all the time during sex too, taking full advantage of the moments when he can finally let his affection loose as opposed to his usual awkward demeanor when it comes to things like kissing outside of sex. leaves your lips swollen and wet from all the sucking and nibbling hehe

beomgyu: dacryphilia. wants to see you sob. also a breeding kink tbh for the pure sake of OWNING you, not about the actual outcome of pups.. like yeonjun, he loves when you get into subspace, but unlike yeonjun, there’s no affection there. it’s just the pure ego boost of knowing he can mold you into his own little cocksleeve. he has this secret cuckolding-esque fantasy of fucking your brains out while all the other boys sit and watch, while only he’s able to touch you.. sigh, if only yeonjun would let him. obviously has a degradation kink, he’s projecting onto you all the shit that he was constantly belittled with by his past female alpha </3 he’s so toxic lmao but — this may be controversial — deep deep DEEP deep DEEEEEP down…… there’s a part of him that really just wants to be seen. wants to be held. wants to be someone for somebody. it’s just so buried beneath all the rage and hurt and spite that you’ll never know it; and HE’LL never know it either tbh, so blinded by himself and his hatred. (the closest thing you get is when he pretends to be asleep so you can card your fingers through his hair and then grumbles about it later <3)

taehyun: sir kink? 🫣 ohhhhhhh….. taehyun. mr difficult to decipher. you’re convinced he hates you and he actually does except — he kind of doesn’t. as mean as beomgyu is, taehyun is nasty. sometimes it seems like he’s fucking you more out of anger and spite than out of the desire to get off. but he’ll be damned if he ever admits to you or anyone else how hard he actually gets when you clutch onto him desperately, the force of his thrusts shoving you up the bed, leaving your hands flying to grip onto the nearest stable thing, always choosing his firm and solid figure. he wants you to need him. he has a power kink, but not like some of the other boys.. he’s the most level-headed of the group, with an innate need to protect, that goes beyond basic possessiveness. so his size and strength kinks come into play when he can manhandle you any which way, even holding you right up in the air, practically folded in half as he fucks you stupid. he likes the fact that you can’t even overpower him if you tried. and deep down under the hate, he likes the fact that he can protect you against anything that tries to hurt you. so sometimes when he isn’t making you sob and cry from the nasty spite that oozes out of him as he pummels your pussy, he’s actually — don’t point this out to him or he’ll rip your head off — pretty focused on making you feel good in his own taboo way, just so you know it’s him that makes you feel this way, it’s him with all that power and strength who’s capable of all the worst and all the best that you could get.

kai: oh boy. kai is an anomaly. easily the sweetest member, while also easily the most RABID (not literally 😳) because like you’ve said, he’s still learning how to control his wolf. he has all these big emotions and senses that can stretch so far out of his grasp sometimes, he just can’t get a hold of himself… so when he’s in his rut… you better fucking prepare yourself. he wants all of you, everything he can get, so selfish and needy and ravenous when his cock is pistoning itself in and out of your pussy without restraint, holding your hips down with your ass up and face buried in the sheets, skin red and bruising from the force of his skin slapping against yours from behind; don’t know if this counts as a kink, but he’s constantly flipping you into different positions. it’s like he just can’t get enough. he’s a starved man when it comes to you AND - he’s one of the only members who has a massive pussy eating kink. he’ll overstimulate you into high heaven until you’re clawing at him and begging him to stop with your hips in the air as he eats you out like it’s his best and last meal. but when he’s not in rut, he loves to hold you down in his lap and finger you sweetly, licking and kissing at your neck and shoulders as you keen around his long agile fingers <3 loves his hair being played with but unlike grumpy gyu, he’ll actually admit to it and even ask for it after sex :’)

anyway… crave!txt has me in a death grip that i do not want to escape. all hail mother lia.

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jimmy-johns-was-taken · 17 days

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Hello!! Could you do Tim wright as a father figure to a teenager who’s around 15-17. the teen recently fell in love with a boy and they started dating and now they talk about him constantly to Tim lmao and Tim sees him sometimes when he comes over.

Awwwwww this is super cute!!!

Dad Tim being Dad Tim

I think at first you would definitely keep your significant other a secret

Like I’m going to assume your some kind of killer? Being Tim’s child

So your partner probably knows, but no one you work with knows about them

And one day

Your partner asks to come over

Tim, Brian, Toby, Cody, and Kate should have all been out and about

On patrol, missions, something

So you thought “sure! why not? what could go wrong?”

You still snuck your partner into the house, through your room window

But with you believing that nobody was home, you don’t lock your door

Hours go by and you and your partner are having a great time, probably cuddling and making out

And then

Mid-make out session

Tim walks in

It’s silent for a few moments before all hell breaks loose

“EXCUSE ME? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU SUCKING FACE WITH MY CHILD??????”

Tim is enraged

He kicks your partner out and you get an earful

He lectures you about eveything

How dangerous it is for you to have anyone (he doesn’t even want to know how you met or anything of that matter)

You don’t seem to care to much for his lecture and two days later, your partner is back over

This time, Tim is sitting in the living room as your partner walks in

Tim looks at him, eyes narrowing

“Hello, kid.” It’s a very stern tone and it stuns your partner into silence

“Uhhh, hi Mr. Tim”

“Go to your room.”

You both bolt to your room trying to not deal with Tim

I think from there, Tim just slowly gets used to your partner being over

It’s strange, but he doesn’t mind

They make you happy, so Tim won’t complain to terribly much

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #ticci toby #ben drowned #eyeless jack #jane the killer #jeff the killer #nina the killer #creepypasta x reader #plantonic tim/masky #ik masky / tim is originally a marble hornets character but i want it to be said that i’m using the cp version?

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eiightysixbaby · 8 months

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You can take this as a request if you’d like or just a fun thought but I’m just thinking about pumpkin carving with Eddie and he’s making these really cool designs while your just struggling and he’s trying so very hard to be a good supportive bf but once you show him your atrocious carving he’s just like “Dude, seriously? Did you even try?” so you squish some pumpkins guts into his hair and you end up in a pumpkin-guts-fight with each other and gets it it everywhere and you make a complete and utter mess and when the hell is it my turn???

oooooh I love this lmao!! he’s such a jerk but I love him so much.

You set your knife down on the table with a thunk, holding your hands in the air exasperatedly.

“I give up. I actually give up! I cannot get this knife to cooperate with me,” you groan, pouting like a child as you glance at your pumpkin. Eyes and a nose and a mouth drawn in marker mock you, a few jagged cuts here and there from your knife.

“Did I give you a faulty knife, baby?” Eddie asks, pouting right back at you as he places a comforting hand on top of yours.

You both know it’s not the knife’s fault, but to appease you he gives you a different knife anyway. One with a slightly bigger blade, a sharper edge.

“Try that one, sweetheart, see how it works for you.”

You huff, picking up the new utensil and using your other hand to stabilize your pumpkin. The knife presses in, your hand moving it in and out of the orange rind slowly, following your drawn pattern. You feel like it’s barely moving, meanwhile Eddie’s carving away across from you. Like it’s easy. Like it’s simple.

You feel like every cut you make is jagged, or when you do get into a rhythm you lose it just as fast, knife flying out in the wrong direction and ruining the design you’re trying to go for.

“Eddieeeeee,” you whine, slumping back in your seat.

He’s the picture of concentration, his tongue poking out of his stupid adorable mouth as his knife glides through his pumpkin. He’s currently carving Eddie, the mascot for Iron Maiden, having hand-drawn the design himself with all of its intricate details. It makes you sick, watching him. The way he doesn’t struggle at all.

He looks up at you, big brown eyes sympathetic as he sees your frustrated state. He sets his knife down, pausing his work. The glow of the kitchen light makes him look angelic.

“Baby, what’s the matter?” he asks, cocking his head to the side.

“Carving pumpkins sucks!” you say, propping your elbows on the newspaper-covered table and dropping your forehead to your open palms. “I’m so bad at this. How do you make it look so easy?”

“I dunno, I just… don’t overthink it? I guess?” he says, lips turning down as he thinks. “C’mon, you’re not bad at it, you’re just stressing yourself out too much. This is just supposed to be for fun, so we can put them out on my porch and light them up, yeah?” he continues, smiling when you look back up at him.

You ease up a little, his cute dimples making you smile. “Fine, okay, yeah. I’m just overthinking it. I can do this,” you say, picking your knife back up, ready to resume your project.

And… it really doesn’t get any easier, but you get less angry about it. Sure, your eye twitches a little as Eddie slides over his first pumpkin, eager to carve a design into his second while you’re still not even halfway through your first. And sure, you honestly want to fling your knife at his forehead like you’re playing darts when he shows you the next extremely detailed design he’s chosen and mastered. But really, you’re not getting mad. You’re not getting frustrated. You’re just having fun.

Finally, at long last, you finish your pumpkin. You set your knife down once more, letting out a sigh.

“Okay…. I’m done. And I’m not doing my second one,” you decide, simply satisfied that you’ve completed one.

“Let’s see it,” Eddie urges, rubbing his hands together.

“Uh… do I have to show it off?” you ask meekly, chewing your lip as you look at your jack-o-lantern’s mangled face.

“Yes, you have to show it off. I’m going to see it eventually,” he says, already getting up from his seat to come around to your side.

You turn your pumpkin slightly until it looks at him head on, your eyes watching Eddie as he takes it in. His face contorts, lips pursing as he tries not to laugh. But it’s too late, you caught the twitch in the corner of his mouth.

“Oh for fucks sake,” you grumble, crossing your arms over your chest when Eddie finally cracks, laughter erupting from his chest.

“Baby, I’m sorry - I just… did you even try here?” he snorts, walking away for a second to try and collect himself, only to lose it again when he turns back around. “It took you that long to do this!?”

“I hate you, I actually hate you,” you say, getting up from your seat.

Eddie, far too busy laughing at the pumpkin’s choppy grin, doesn’t notice you grab a wad of pumpkin guts from the middle of the table. He doesn’t notice you turn to him, doesn’t notice you draw your arm back, but he does feel it when a cold mass of goo hits the side of his head.

“Hey!” he shouts, fingers pulling strings of pumpkin innards from his hair.

You giggle, biting your lip to hold back a full-blown laugh.

“Oh, it is so on,” he challenges, grabbing more pumpkin in his large fist.

You shriek, running from the table but it’s no use, a glob hits you right on the back. “I’ve been hit!” you shout, clutching your chest dramatically.

You’re able to sneak back in, your quick reflexes allowing you launch another handful of guts at Eddie, landing right on his chest. You’re about to run, but he grabs your arm, pulling you right to him. You turn to face him, his free hand smearing pumpkin right across your face as you do.

Your eyes squeeze shut, your mouth agape as he cackles maniacally. “Edward Munson…” you warn, fingers furiously wiping pumpkin away from your eyes. “You are in for it,” you say, pointing a finger at him.

“Only if you can catch me!” he taunts, pumpkin goop in one of his hands as he slips out the trailer door.

You laugh, scooping up your own bit of ammo and following him out into the cold night. You might run around the trailer park like children for a while, chasing after each other in fits of laughter. Any neighbors watching must think you’ve both lost it, two grown adults covered in pumpkin, but neither of you can begin to care.

Once you’ve finished your war, Eddie puts the pumpkins on the porch, being sure to put yours front and center. A candle lights the inside, bringing the face to life in all of its wonky glory. His pumpkins loom behind yours, far superior in their level of artistry. You don’t know if you want to laugh or cry a little bit as you look at them.

“Honestly, it’s growing on me,” he teases in reference to your abomination, looking down at you where he’s pulled you to his side.

“Shut up,” you reply, smiling when he squishes you into him and kisses your head.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurb #leah’s got mail 💌

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sandy-the-glader · 10 months

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maybe a george x grumpy! reader who never really smiles or shows emotion and George kinds makes it his secret mission to do that

Come on I see that smile!

Character: George Karim x Fem!Reader

Type: fluff

Length: 1.7K Words

Summary: Ever since you got to Portland row all it has been is neutral faces, anger and frowns. But George seems to be curious about what your smile looks like… for research purposes of course!

Trope: Grumpy x Sunshine (sorta)

A/n: Sorry if this is bad I've been trying to get back into writing btw maybe a tad bit of ooc George? Anyways this is a mix of second and first-person. Lmao lastly the format and like the 4 and 1 idea came from this fic so go check it out!

4 tries and 1 unintentional victory

Baked goods

Large raindrops pattered against the kitchen window of 35 Portland Row, creating a relaxing rhythm. I sprawled out articles and other various newspapers across the table. There wasn't much information on this house, no visitors had been reported before this caller. No murder cases from that house or interesting behaviors. I jotted down as many notes as I could on a surprisingly clean part of the thinking cloth.

A loud knock echoed through the house. I was too sucked into finding information and suspicious parts about this house to answer the door. Thankfully, I heard someone (most likely George) quickly dash to the door and handled with whatever it was. I assumed it was Arif since it was a quick interaction and the scent was so strong I could already smell it. Damn it smelled good.

George's quick footsteps dashed down to the kitchen, quickly landing the box on an available part of the table. I quickly drew my eyes back to the pages scanning for something remotely helpful. The worst case was going in cold.

"How's the case going?" George came to look at the papers and my progress. His fingers traced my handwriting.

"Not good. There is not a single thing tied to this house. And she said I have to be there in a week." I said with a dry expression. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw George rock back and forth on his heels before he spoke again.

"Well um, I got you extra of your favorite this week." I looked up at him. "If you need to take a break they are there." He offered.

"Thank you I appreciate that." George looked somewhat upset with my reaction. Why? I'm not exactly sure

"Yeah.." He grabbed a chocolate donut from the box and sighed on the way out of the room. I hope he’s okay.

Did I do something wrong?

"Is that a donut??" I heard Lucy call out from the stairs. "I didn't even know we had those!" maybe a break wouldn’t hurt…

2. Stress Cleaning

Sure this was more for George than it was for you but he hoped to kill 2 birds with one stone. He had spent the whole evening cleaning the house. Kitchen, library you name it. He left the bedrooms for last.

He knocked softly on your door and waited for a reply before going up the stairs. There wasn't much to clean in your's and Lucy's shared area besides maybe the windows and a few pieces of clothing needed to be picked up off the ground.

You were reading a book on your bed instead of trying to find more information on that house. You needed a break and your mind was just tired from searching article upon article. You had 3 more days and thought to hell with it I'll just do my best.

"What's up, George?" You peered over your book and at the boy. "Oh." From seeing his apron and blue gloves you already knew he meant cleaning. "You know you don't always have to clean up after us." He shook his head.

"You know cleaning is one of my favorite things right?" He cleaned every single day. Not even kidding. You can't remember the last time you've seen the house jaw-droppingly dirty. Because it never has been. For the many months you’ve been here George has done a fantastic job with keeping the house organized.

"That is true. I do feel bad sometimes." You hummed. "Well thank you." George quirked a small smile but you just nodded in acknowledgment.

Well, it was worth a try. He sighed quietly.

3. Favorite food

He knew as soon as you stepped through the door and slammed it shut, he had made a good decision. Another thing on George's list of "Y/n's smiles" was dinner. Sure food didn't work as well last time this was different.

He heard you curse at something and then throw your rapier into its spot by the door. You took in a deep breath through your nose trying to contain your anger from the trip and not make a lot of noise considering the time but you smelt something. Something so heavenly that's all you needed right now. Food.

You quickly went down the stairs and saw George in his apron Moving around the kitchen.

"Smells great Georgie. It's 3 am you didn't have to." She frowned feeling a bit bad for keeping him up.

"It's really no problem at all." He loved cooking so really it was just fun. "Looks like you had a fun night." She rolled her eyes and groaned. He leaned against a cabinet and glanced at you up and down. Your hair was very messy, traces of ectoplasm was all over your shoes and the bottom of your pants, and you were just really wanting food and a shower.

"Sarcasm. Not now I beg of you. But really the food smells fantastic." A sneaky smile formed on George's lips, not yours though you were far too tired to even think about it.

"Alright. Food's ready anyway." He brought two servings of the food over to the table placing one in front of you and the other across from you. "Do you want to talk about it?" He offered sitting down in front of his food.

"It was awful! The source was in a completely different part of the house than she thought and it was just disastrous!" You complained. He sat there and listened to your troubles like you always did with him.

You finally had a bite of the food and you felt at ease.

“George Casper Karim why can you cook so well?” He smiled downward. You didn’t smile you just had this tired yet calm look on your face.

“I have more talent than just touch.” He joked. She was right though the food did taste amazing.

“Yes you do.” George wasn’t entirely mad at the fact you didn’t smile but he did enjoy the compliment.

4. A New Sweater

George scanned the shelves of your favorite store looking for something you would like. There were plenty of things your style but what caught his eye was a sweater.

Your closet was full of them. Lucy too and so a sweater could be another candidate for his "Y/n's smiles" list.

It wasn’t too thick nor too light because he knew you were sorta picky when it comes to sweaters. And a bonus was it was one of your favorite colours.

He held it in his hands but, he double and even triple-checked the store for something you might like better. But he did not and he went and brought it up to the counter to pay.

The cashier was nice but she had mistaken George as your boyfriend which made him blush furiously and confirm the two of you were just close friends. The cashier didn’t buy it. She gave him a small disbelieving look and he tried to ignore it.

He was impressed by how well she wrapped up the sweater and put it in a really nice bag.

When he came back the house was insanely quiet, mainly because Lockwood was out of the house and Lucy was training in the basement. You had decided to have a lazy day you were mainly just in your bed or in front of your desk.

But he noticed you were making tea in the kitchen so he quietly ran upstairs to put your gift on your bed. And then he snuck back down to his room to wait for your return.

You held a cup in your hand and carefully walked upstairs. You were confused when finding a gift on your bed mainly because no one really gave you gifts out of the blue. A small gasp escaped your lips when you reached into the bag and pulled out a sweater. You held the sweater close. It was the right size it was quite a shocker

You didn't think Lucy even knew your size.

"Surprise." George came back up the stairs. You went and hugged him. He was slightly taken aback by the gesture. He wasn't exactly a hugger but he wrapped his arm around you and squeezed gently.

"Thank you, George. You do so much for me." Again he wasn't exactly angry that it had failed because he's never had a hug that felt this relaxing. He was feeling loved. "Anything." He said simply. You pulled back and ruffled his hair.

"You're too good for me."

George returned to his room and took a pen and struck off another idea on a sticky note above his desk. But he did put a small heart next to it.

5. Quality Time.

"Wanna go the archives with me? Lucy and Lockwood already said no but they were caught up in their own thing." George huffed. You sat up immediately and shoved a bookmark into your book. You cracked a half smile.

"I would love to." You sprung up and grabbed your bag and shoes. "They never want to go with me either." Still, a small smile plastered on your face.

George was shocked in the 3 months he knew you that's all it took? Just going to the archives? He would have groaned if he wasn't so happy for finally making you smile. The look was so unfamiliar on you but he definitely knew he wanted to see it more.

"I don't know why I never asked you." You chuckled softly. That was a complete lie. You didn't want to admit it or make it obvious that you have a raging crush on the other boy while being alone and so very close to him doing what you loved most.

George didn't even think about your comment. A chuckle? George's expectations were exceeded. He thought you would shrug it off and either go and keep to yourself or kindly decline.

"Come on Georgie!" You practically skipped out of the room, brushing past his shoulder and sending a jolt through his body. His heart swelled and he was honestly quite boastful at the moment. If he could shout it at the world he would. He felt like he deserved something for making Y/n L/n smile. But seeing your smile was an award in itself.

George followed her out of the house and down to explore the archives.

#george karim #george cubbins #george karim x reader #lockwood and co #save lockwood & co #george karim x you

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lloydfrontera · 6 months

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this is like. so non-important compared to all my other grievances with the webcomic but like. the reasons kim hyunsoo gives for changing javier's hair from silver to mint. lol. lmao even.

they're so,, lazy,,,,

that sounds like a skill issue my dude :/

i mean the novel illustrations did it perfectly well imo

'but nali' i hear you say 'those are novel illustrations, where there's only one drawing per chapter. of course it's more difficult to do in a webcomic'

and sure. you're right. it's very different in a webcomic. in fact i am almost certain that no webcomic has ever had a protagonist with silver hair.

not a single webcomic ever has done that before. truly. a completely unrealistic expectation to have.

really it's not like silver hair is one of the most popular tropes in manhwa and almost every other webcomic has one of those

clearly. this was a completely impossible thing to ask of an adaptation. it's not like it's one of the most iconic parts of our protagonist's design. it's not like it's mentioned almost every single time javier is onscreen.

really. what a truly necessary change.

which. speaking of.

now, correct me if i'm wrong. but shouldn't your deuteragonist, the very first character your character meets, your second main character's design,,, more important than a secondary character that isn't introduced like,,, more than a hundred episodes later???

like. i don't think we even get told what color lloyd's hair is. but god does the novel mention that habiel has silver hair every five minutes.

i'm sorry i just think that if you're gonna adapt something the very least thing you could do is try to be faithful to one of the very few character descriptions we ever get! especially that of your goddamn main character!

how come a secondary character takes precedence over him?? why not change that character's hair color then???

and even then. if your character design skills suck so much that two characters having the same hair color is enough to make them look too similar perhaps there's a bigger problem here.

i just,,,, i am almost certain i know what character he's speaking of. maybe even two characters. hell maybe even three. but fucking guess what. the webnovel illustrations already did designs for those characters. it gave them all silver hair. and there was No Issue at all because their designs were so distinct from one another that at no point was there any doubt of who was who. because that's what good character design is about.

like. that's such a stupid reason oh my godddd if you're gonna pull that bs then what's your excuse for all those other characters with brown hair. are you not worried they're gonna overlap because their hair color is the same. i mean you made silurian's brown hair darker so now it matches like 90% of your background characters. do their design not overlap like that.

i'm just!! it's such a stupid thing to get mad about!! especially when there's far more egregious changes being made but like!! it just,,, it shows the kind of attitude the people adapting tged into a webcomic have towards the source material

it's not about the hair color. i mean it is but there's more to it. it's about how the artists feel comfortable disregarding parts of the novel and canon because it's more convenient to them. it's about how they prefer to focus on unimportant stuff that gets them a few laughs rather than put a little bit of effort into getting their characters right. it's about how they waste entire panels into making ugly faces and repetitive jokes rather than take a bit of time to get the hair color of their protagonist correctly.

it is,, disappointing i guess :/

and because i'm petty. here.

that's literally it. that's all kim hyunsoo had to do. it's such a tiny detail and yet. couldn't be bothered to get it right lol

#i talk a lot <3 #tged #the greatest estate developer #javier asrahan #i hope they never see this. they're doing a lot of work and the things they're doing require a lot of effort #i won't deny them that. they're clearly very talented people. i just wish they could care a little more about tged as they adapt it.#but that's very much my issue lol

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sparrowofthedawnsworld · 1 year

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Disruptive Thoughts - Danny Wagner

A/N: I don’t really know what this is lmao. I mean… I guess i’m kinda projecting, because this is one of my personal struggles, but I’m also just desperately trying to get out of writers block lol. I hope y’all enjoy! I love you all SO MUCH!

WARNINGS: 18+ content! Minors please DNI! Danny being sweet af, mild dirty talk, fingering, lots of praise.

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You couldn’t wrap your mind around why it had to be so difficult. All your friends raved on and on about how wonderful sex was for them… How well their partners could get them off… But not you.

Intrusive thought after intrusive thought, always managed to rip you away from the moment. No matter how grounded or focused you tried to stay, something always found a way to have your mind pulling in a million different directions.

It had become such a stressful thing for you, that even getting yourself to orgasm alone was becoming difficult. It was no longer just intrusive thoughts here and there, it was full on anxiety. You had almost completely convinced yourself that you couldn’t have an orgasm anymore.

“God, that sounds amazing.” You tried to sound genuine, listening to your best friend babble on about last night’s hookup with Jake Kiszka - One of three, of your roommate Danny’s best friends.

“You sound incredibly underwhelmed right now, Y/N.” She pointed, stopping her whole story. “What’s wrong?”

You looked around to be sure Danny wasn’t anywhere to be seen, before you began to speak again.

“I don’t know it’s just… I don’t know. I think i’m fucking broken or something,” you sighed, feeling your chest tighten. “I can’t even get off with a partner. Hell, I can hardly even get off on my own at this point!”

“You should ask Danny for help,” she suggested, complete seriousness in her tone.

“Are you insane?? I’m not asking Danny for help with that!” You were definitely talking much too loud for the thin walls of your apartment and karma was quick to remind you of that.

“Help you with what!?” Danny whisper-yelled with a goofy grin, pretending to sneak his way through the living room to the kitchen.

His sudden presence had you practically jumping up to the ceiling, your face burning and going a deep crimson.

Luckily for you, Danny just laughed it off and continued on into the kitchen.

“Was that Danny?” She cackled through the phone. “What a coincidence!”

“Oh, shut up.” You huffed, glancing up towards the kitchen door to ensure that Danny wasn’t eavesdropping.

He would never, but your mind loved to try and convince your otherwise.

“I’m gonna go… And hope that Danny didn’t hear anything major.”

“I hope he did,” she giggled. “Bye, then, babe! I love you,”

Your eyes rolled rather dramatically. “Mhm, I love you, too..”

You heard her laugh once more at your halfhearted, almost sarcastic, tone before she hung up.

Staring straight at the wall with a blank expression, your mind drifted off and continued to think about all your sexual struggles.

Also, mulling over what your best friend had suggested. You had no intentions of asking Danny; your pride having too much of a death grip on you.

However, if you ever did suck it up and decide to ask for help… Danny didn’t seem like a bad choice. At all.

The sound of the kitchen door swinging open broke you out of your trance.

“You’re awfully jumpy,” Danny chuckled, eyes dancing with amusement and curiosity. “What don’t you want to ask me for help with?”

“Well, if I haven’t asked you, then obviously I don’t want you to know…” You played with your fingers, barely even holding his stare for a second.

“You’re fidgeting and playing with your rings,” Danny pointed at your hands, taking notice of your little tick.

Damn him for being so attentive.

“That means whatever it is, is stressing you out.”

You immediately grew defensive. “It’s not stressing me out. Really, it’s just-“

“Y/N… Don’t lie to me,” Danny raised his eyebrows at you, giving you a look that clearly told you he wasn’t buying anything you were saying. “You always tell me everything.”

“I feel like this isn’t one of those things I can tell you…” You admitted, looking up at him weakly.

He sighed, walking over to the couch and sitting down right beside you.

“You know good and well I don’t give a shit what it is. I will help you with absolutely anything and everything.” Danny tried reassure you, not even realizing what he was getting possibly into.

“I wouldn’t say anythi-“

“Yes, Y/N.” He quickly cut you off. “Anything.”

You huffed, coming to terms with the fact that he was not going to let this go. Or be anywhere close to satisfied, unless you told him what was really bothering you. He cared too much for you to let you suffer alone.

“Okay, uhm…” you trailed off into silence, mind racing to find proper phrasing and words for what you were about to say. “When i… Every guy i’ve ever been with, hasn’t ever gotten me off. It’s not always been their fault, I just sort of get in my head…? And now it’s at a point where I just get so anxious, because I can’t stay focused and I have convinced myself that I can’t even get off anymore. I can’t even get myself off hardly…”

You finished rambling, barely even taking breaths to refill your lungs in between sentences and mumbled words.

Chancing a quick glance up at Danny, your face twisted in confusion at how unfazed he appeared to be.

“Sooo, what I’m hearing is… You have trouble staying focused, or staying in the moment…?” Danny clarified cooly.

You nodded once. “Yeah.”

“And you want me to help you?” Danny’s lips curved upwards at one end as he watched your face contort in horror.

“No, no, no! I- you don’t…” you stumbled over your words. Flustered was truly an understatement. “I’m just- I’m just telling you what was wrong, you don’t have to actually… help me.”

“Whoever was on the phone with you, seemed to think I would be pretty helpful.” Danny countered confidently.

You couldn’t tell if he was teasing, or being completely serious. It was probably both, if you were being completely honest with yourself.

“Danny, you can’t… I can’t ask you to do that.” You shook your head, hoping he would just let it go.

“But you’re not asking. I’m offering,” Danny pointed out smugly. There was clearly going to be no ‘letting it go.’

“But of course, it’s up to you,” Danny held up his hands, surrendering and leaving the decision completely up to you. “If you really don’t want to, I will just pretend this whole conversation never happened.”

Now that you were really thinking about it, even though part of you feared it may do something to your friendship - It didn’t sound nearly as horrific as you initially thought.

Danny sat quietly, patiently awaiting you to give him some sort of answer.

All the smugness and mischief was completely gone, being replaced with a serious and attentive expression.

“Will it… will it make things weird or like, change anything if I say yes?” You were barely able to get your voice up to a normal speaking level.

“It doesn’t have to,” Danny shook his head, gently reaching for one of your fidgeting hands. “We’re not kids, Y/N. And personally, I can’t say i’ve never given being with you a thought. I definitely have a time or two.”

Danny’s admission surprisingly put some ease to your raging thoughts, clearing up some of the grey areas you were struggling to see past.

You wanted this… You wanted him. You were sure of that.

But, having not much else to worry about, brought you right back to your original problem.

“What if can’t…” you trailed off and within seconds, you felt Danny squeeze you hand softly as he caught on to what you were trying to say.

“Look at me,” He demanded, gently but firmly. A skill not many people possessed quite the way he did.

You met his eyes shyly and he gave you a small, comforting, smile before continuing.

“Let’s not necessarily make having an orgasm the main goal, okay? If you stress on that, it won’t happen. Or at least… it will make it a lot harder.” Danny explained. “Let’s put the focus elsewhere… But first, I need you to tell me that this is what you want.”

“This is definitely what I want. I trust you,” You were honestly a bit surprised at how sure and confident you sounded.

Danny tightened his grip on your hand ever so slightly and tugged you into his lap carefully.

“I just want you to focus on feeling first, okay?” Danny searched your eyes for any remaining hesitation.

You nodded your understanding, willing him to continue.

Danny let go of your hand, trailing it up your arm slowly. You tilted your head down to watch as it traveled higher and higher.

“There’s so much more pleasure to sex than just an orgasm. That alone should never be the only pleasure you get out of it…” He watched his own hand trail over your shoulder, eyes shifting to your face as his hand reached your neck.

Danny lightly traced his fingertips over the side of your neck, making you shiver.

“See? You feel that. Don’t think about anything but what my hand is doing and how it feels.” Danny spoke lowly. His gentle command had your stomach twisting with desire.

Trailing a calloused fingertip along your jaw, his thumb curled up to catch your bottom lip. He toyed with it for a moment, a breathy sigh shaking out of you and he smirked.

“Kiss me,” you breathed, an overwhelming rush of eagerness and need surging through you as you stared down at his pink lips. “Please, Danny.”

“Shhh, there’s no rush, dove.” Danny tried bring you down a step or two.

You were about to protest, but he spoke up again before you could even find the words.

“But since you asked so nicely…”

Danny leaned up, closing the remaining space left between the two of you. His lips felt like pillows against yours; so gentle and careful, so guiding.

You melted into the kiss right away, finding the confidence to bring your arms up and around his neck to tug him closer.

One of his hands found its way into your hair, the other staying on the side of your neck. Every so often his thumb would caress just by your ear, or his other would tug gently at your hair.

Your own hands stayed occupied around Danny’s neck, one holding the collar of his shirt, the other playing with the curls that had fallen out of his bun.

Danny broke away to catch his breath, his eyes significantly darker than before.

Your stomach flipped as a small smile formed over his mouth. He nudged your face to the side with his nose, placing gentle kisses to your jaw and mumbling against your skin.

“My room or yours?”

You thought it over for a second, brain half distracted by the attention Danny’s lips were giving you.

After a moment or two, you muttered a quick “Yours.”

With that, Danny hauled you up in his arms as he stood to his feet and carried you down the hallway.

“You’re so gorgeous, have I ever told you that?” Danny smiled at you warmly, his voice even lower than just moments ago. He kicked the door of his bedroom open haphazardly.

You giggled and blushed profusely, tempted to hide your face away in the crook of his neck. “Mmm, no. Not that I can recall, you haven’t.”

He huffed lightly, trying to kick the door closed with one leg, only sending you further into giddy, nervous-sounding giggles.

“Well… you’re gorgeous. So, so gorgeous.” Danny whispered, finally making his way over to the bed. “And I’ve always thought so.”

He bent down, placing you onto his bed as though you were a fragile, priceless, piece of art. No one had ever been so careful with you.

“Now. Where were we…?” Danny mumbled more to himself, climbing over top of you. “Oh, right.”

Danny reconnected his lips with yours, kissing you with a little more urgency than before.

Your hands came up to his face, holding each side of his jaw. One of his hands found your hip, caressing it while his other forearm held him up above you.

“God, if I had known kissing you would be this good, I would have done it a lot sooner.” Danny admitted through a low, breathy, laugh. “Like.. way sooner.”

The unwavering smile on your lips widened even more, that same eagerness and impatience from earlier settled back in, causing you to shift beneath him.

You were a little bit surprised at the effect that he was already having on you. “I need more, Danny,”

“You’ll get more, I promise. Just relax for me.” He dipped his head down, kissing just below your ear, repeating himself lowly. “Just relax.”

He began leaving wet, slow kisses along your neck, searching diligently for a sweet spot to lovingly abuse.

When a quiet whimper caught in your throat, you could feel him smile against your neck.

“Let’s use this spot, shall we?” Danny pulled away to meet your eyes.

Danny went right back to the spot he’d found on your neck, just to left of your throat, attacking it mercilessly.

You didn’t hold back the soft moan that worked its way up your throat, accompanied by a dull pulse forming between your legs.

Danny worked his way down your chest, until the edge of your tank top stopped him from getting any farther.

Instead of rushing to get the material off, he began kissing his way back up the other side of your neck.

You huffed rather impatiently, knowing good and well you sounded like a baby. “Danny, you’re being a tease,”

A genuine laugh bubbled out of Danny and he pulled away to look at you, an amused grin plastered over his face.

“I’m not teasing,” he protested through a low chuckle. “I’m just taking my time. Has no one ever taken their sweet time with you?”

His question had a teasing edge. He knew good and well what the answer was.

Danny returned his attention to your neck, finishing his track until he was kissing over your cheek, finally reconnecting his lips with yours.

This kiss was far more intense than the last. It made you wonder how long he would really be able to “take his time”.

He pulled away and sat back slowly, raking his eyes over your upper body, breathing ragged and shallow.

“Please, take this off,” you grabbed his hands and placed them on the hem of your shirt, feeing unbearably hot under his gaze.

“You’re so bossy,” he teased, but still complied without another word.

You sat up just enough for him to pull the thin material over your head. Once your tank top was gone, Danny pulled off his own and pushed you back down against the bed by your shoulder, marveling at your bare chest.

You picked the best fucking day not to wear a bra. You knew that for sure.

“Fuck, look at you…” Danny cupped each of your breasts in his hands, massaging them. “Fucking stunning. Perfect, even.”

“Mmm,” you hummed, closing your eyes at the feeling of Danny’s hands.

“That feels good, doesn’t it, sweetheart?” Danny cooed, very much proud of himself. He was sure he would do absolutely anything to hear the sounds you make, over and over.

He took one of your nipples in between his thumb and pointer finger, pinching it rather harshly just as you were about to answer him.

“Oh, fuck-“ You gasped, back arching and shoving your tits further into his hands.

“You sound so fucking pretty,” Danny repeated the action with the other, earning almost the same reaction. “How are you feeling right now, baby?”

His little check in made your heart swell and truthfully, you had yet to have an intrusive thought that you couldn’t push away. They were still there, but following Danny’s instructions so far, was keeping you pretty much fully in the moment with him.

“I’m feeling so good..” You smiled up at him and he flashed his beautiful smile right back.

“I think we can go a little further, then. What do you think, Y/N?”

Danny leaned down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth.

This boy and not waiting for you to answer before he was trying to coax another sweet moan out of you.

“Fu- fuck, will you let me answer you??” you questioned half playfully through another moan.

“Sorry, I just love all these pretty noises you’re making for me.” Danny grinned, abandoning your breasts and venturing down your stomach. “I bet i’m the only one who’s been able to get you sounding like this..”

You completely forgot what question you were even supposed to be answering, bucking up against his lips as his gentle kisses reached your lower belly and hips.

“So eager,” he nipped at the skin above your sweatpants, running his hands over the tops of your thighs.

“You want these off already, too?”

“Is that even a question?” you raised your brows at him, locking eyes as he peered up through his lashes.

Danny hooked his hands in the waistband of your sweatpants, using one finger to tap against your hip bone. You caught on to his signal, lifting your hips away from the sheets.

“Shit…” Danny’s eyes widened, fixed between your legs.

“What??” You asked a little too quickly, panic laced in your voice.

Your mind started to spin and your legs instinctively closed, closing Danny off from you.

He quickly realized what was happening and began trying to calm you and bring you back to him.

“Hey, hey,” Danny called for your attention softly. “Nothing is wrong at all, you’re so perfect… You’re just so wet already and I… fuck, I want to feel it.”

With an explanation behind his reaction, it made a lot more sense and now you felt horrible for freaking out.

You let out a shaky sigh, trying to bring your mind back to where it was supposed to be.

“Can you look at me, gorgeous?” Danny found one of your hands, intertwining it with his.

You looked up to meet his eyes and instantly, you wanted to melt right into his bed. His eyes were so warm and soft, despite them being tinted with lust. He was looking at you with all the desire and patience in the world.

“There’s those pretty eyes,” Danny smiled down at you, causing you to blush once again.

His other hand touched the inside of your knee, dragging up your inner thigh until he reached where you were dripping for him. He traced teasingly over the wet spot that had formed on your panties. “Feel that? Right here?”

“Danny,” his name tumbled off your lips in a whiny, breathy way, that almost didn’t even sound like you.

“So eager you soaked them through,” Danny teased before becoming serious again. “Here’s what I want you to do now, okay? I want you focus on not only what you feel, but close your eyes and listen to my voice.”

“Got it,” your reply was barely above a whisper. “Listen and feel. I can do that.”

“Yes, you can,” Danny affirmed, giving you one last questioning look as he hooked his thumbs into your panties.

You nodded, tugging your lip between your teeth, watching him waste no time pulling them down your legs as soon as your hips were off the mattress.

He slid them all the way down your legs, tossing them haphazardly onto the floor somewhere.

Danny eyed you for a moment, seemingly thinking something over in his mind. Your heart rate quickened, but you fought with yourself not to let your mind drift to anything irrational.

“Let’s try this-“ Danny started, moving to lay on his side next to you. He slid one of his arms under your back, cradling you close to his body; his other hand pushing your legs apart gently. “-Just gonna start slow…”

Danny’s fingers traced down your belly agonizingly slow, barely grazing your skin.

When he finally reached your heat, your breath hitched in your throat and your legs instinctively opened up wider. The anticipation he was creating was almost unbearable.

“Danny, please,” you whimpered, raising your hips up to try and find even the littlest bit of friction.

“I’m gonna take good care of you, I swear, sweetheart.”

Finally, Danny slipped a single finger through your folds, gathering some of the wetness from your entrance and bringing it up to your clit.

“Oh,” your mouth dropped open, forming the smallest little ‘o’. “Oh, fuck, Danny-“

His middle finger circled around your bud of nerves with just enough pressure.

Little whines and whimpers began to flow steadily out of you as your breathing increased.

“Yeah? That feel good, sweet girl?” Danny kept his eyes locked on you, taking in and monitoring your every sound and other physical reactions. “Your little clit just needs some sweet, steady attention, doesn’t she?”

Danny’s voice filled your ears, so raspy and gravely with lust - you didn’t ever want to stop hearing it that way.

“That feels- it feels so good,” you gasped a couple times, feeling Danny’s finger swirl over one of the sweet spots surrounding your clit.

A spot that no one else had touched, or even bothered to search for.

Danny readjusted his hand, swapping out his middle finger for his thumb, so that he could carefully push two fingers inside you.

Another moan that you were convinced didn’t even come from your own lungs, tumbled out of you rather loudly. A sweet, yet taunting echo bouncing around the four walls of his room.

“Listen to yourself… You sound so lovely,” Danny cooed, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Believe it or not, letting out all these gorgeous noises will just help you get closer.”

He pulled in a deep breath, basking in the warm, fruity scent that you always seemed to carry.

You pushed your hips up, desperately trying to shove his fingers just a little deeper - hoping that they would nudge into that sweet spot you could feel them so close to.

After a couple tries, you began to grow a little frustrated. You were frantically searching for an orgasm that simply just wasn’t quite there yet.

Now, your brain was drifting back on a reckless path to destroy any chances of reaching one entirely.

Parts of your body started to grow tired, other parts growing stiff and tense.

Your breathing became uneven and much too labored, but you were bound and determined to chase after and catch that sweet release.

A frustrated huff of a whimper passed through your parted lips, immediately letting Danny know that you were drifting off with destructive thoughts.

“Slow down, baby, just slow down.” Danny ordered gently, soft and sweet into your ear. “You’re getting worked up on me. What’s going on in that pretty head? Try to tell me, Y/N.”

You fought through the plethora of thoughts that were cluttered up in your mind, trying to find some way to form an understandable sentence for Danny.

“Need it so- so bad, Danny… I- i need it-“ Despite how vague it seemed to you, Danny didn’t need any further elaboration. “But i can’t-“

“Stop chasing it, baby girl… Just let it come to you.” Danny said lowly into your ear.

“Let it come to you…” he reiterated.

“I can’t- I… I don’t think,” You felt yourself getting worked up with more frustration and hot tears filled the corners of your eyes, but Danny was quick to soothe you.

His fingers slowed and his thumb retreated from your clit, only keeping the slow, rhythmic, pace with his fingers.

“You’re okay. It’s okay. I promise you, you can,” He readjusted his arm that was underneath your back, pulling you as close as he could get you. “Oh, baby… You’re so tense. Relax for me, angel…”

He waited a few moments, watching you struggle to gain some control over your mind and body.

“Mmm… Yeah, let’s work together,” Danny finally spoke, gathering that the best thing would be to guide you a little. “I’m holding you, I’ve got you… Take a deep breath with me and just let those muscles go.”

You kept your eyes closed, listening intently to his voice and what he was telling you to do. You heard him start to take in a deep breath and you shakily attempted to copy him.

“Yeah, just like that… That’s perfect.” Danny praised, feeling your upper body loosen and relax against his arm.

You could feel your muscles relaxing from your shoulders, all the way down to your belly.

Pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek, Danny let out a pleased hum against it. “There you go. Now, let’s get your mind back here to me…”

You nodded, the cloudiness in your head clearing up just slightly.

“Okay. We know you’re not broken, because you’re perfectly wet for me… That’s a very good thing,” Danny couldn’t fight off the smirk that threatened his lips. “And you can feel everything, right? Can you feel this?”

Danny slowly pushed his fingers inside you as deep as they would go, curling up into that sweet spot you were trying to force them into before.

A strangled, broken, moan erupted from your lungs. What seemed like such a simple movement, had your body heating up again and a faint burn forming low in your stomach.

Danny didn’t even need you to answer with words. “Yeah, I think you felt that.” he smirked happily.

“What about this?” He added his thumb back to your clit, drawing tighter, deeper, circles into it than he had been doing previously.

A similar reaction was the result and all that you could think about now, was that knot forming in the pit of your stomach.

Except this time, you weren’t wondering where it was, or if it would ever come; you were shocked that there was an orgasm just on your horizon. Within arms reach, it felt like.

“Fuck…” You wrapped your hand around Danny’s wrist; half scared to let yourself fall into the intensity that you knew this orgasm would be, after not having one for so long. The other half of you equally afraid of losing it all together.

“Take a deep breath, let all the pleasure get through to your whole body… You’re doing so well,” Danny whispered, full of pride.

Your head lulled to the side, sending your near constant moans directly into Danny’s neck. You could feel yourself uncontrollably contracting around his fingers.

“Fuck yes, baby. You’re almost there… Almost there. You’re starting to squeeze my fingers so tight.”

Danny let out a soft groan of his own.

“Can you cum for me? I wanna see you cum so beautifully for me. Right here.”

The feeling in the pit of your stomach was familiar, but had been long missed. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d felt that tight little coil of pleasure.

And Danny was skillfully and methodically making it tighter and tighter.

“Danny i-“ You attempted to force something out, literally anything. But there was absolutely nothing left in your brain, besides Danny. His fingers, his voice, his scent. All of him. Just him.

“I’ve got you, baby. Let go for me, give it all up.” Danny coaxed, voice smooth as silk, aggressively shoving you towards the edge.

It felt like you were moving in slow motion towards your high and for a split second, you feared Danny would grow suddenly impatient and stop.

“Danny… Danny, don’t s-stop,” you begged him desperately. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop-”

“Not gonna stop, Y/N. Not gonna stop. You’re so close, baby girl,” Danny quickened the circles his thumb was making, adding just a little more pressure to your clit.

He watched you intently with hooded eyes. “C’mon, pretty. C’mon…”

With a couple more curls of his fingers and swirls of his thumb, an animalistic moan tore its way out of your lungs.

The knot of pleasure in your stomach exploded, spreading so rapidly throughout your body, your head started to spin.

“Shit, Danny… Danny, ohmygod-“

Your whole body shifted and contorted against the bed.

One of your hands stayed clasped around Danny’s wrist, your other arm flinging over to grab onto his shoulder for some sort of grounding stability.

Something to keep you from floating away from Earth.

“There it is,” Danny smiled, watching you come undone around his fingers, mesmerized by the way your body reacted and the sounds of pleasure you were releasing. “Good girl… ride it all out, sweetheart. I’m still right here.”

Danny’s fingers worked you through the last few seconds of your high, gradually slowing down as he watched your hips settle back down against the bed.

“So fucking beautiful.” Danny whispered, placing a kiss to your temple.

You felt like you were floating through a different world. A world where all that was known was that sweet, post orgasm buzz and haze.

You wanted to stay there forever. And you wanted Danny right there with you.

“Danny…?” You voice just barely squeaked and he hummed in response. “I want to... can we…”

You knew what you were trying to say, but the lack of energy in your body was definitely making it difficult to get the words out.

Thankfully, Danny already knew what you meant.

“How about in a little while, hm?” Danny asked softly, cuddling your closer. “I think you should take a little break before we try for a second.”

You didn’t stop the sigh of distaste that rippled out of you at the idea of having to wait.

“I’d rather not take your soul so soon,” Danny chuckled, sound rather cocky.

“Maybe… maybe I want you to take it,” You grinned lazily, cracking one eye open to see his face.

Danny’s eyes were closed and he was sporting the most cocky smirk you had ever seen adorn his stunning face.

“If I try to take it, you’re going to be crying and tearing these sheets apart.” He rubbed his hand along your back slowly. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna blow your pretty mind one orgasm at a time… Until I’m good and ready to take your soul and make you cry.”

A shuddering whimper fluttered out of you involuntarily, only boosting him more.

“You like the sound of that, don’t you?” Danny hummed triumphantly.

“Wagner, how do I knock you down a peg?” You jested, flicking his cheek with your finger.

“Oh, you can’t now.” He answered, matter-of-factly. “I just made the most gorgeous girl I know cum, after she couldn’t for… God knows how long. There’s no “knocking me down a peg.””

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