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tan1shere · 6 months

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Motel Whore pt 2

Ellie Williams x female reader!

A/n: you GUYS the second part is hereeee I hope you lovelies enjoy it!

Warnings: angst, smut just the same that was in the other one practically. Drinking, Ellie being an ass but not for long. Fluff at ze end 😋

Summary: You and Ellie started a fwb. But you want more. She doesn't see that nor notice how you've been acting. You're just her. Motel Whore. (Yes this is based off of the song Motel Whore by Nessa Barrett!)

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Pt 1

You didn't know how. But you did it. You had cut Ellie off completely. You were currently just in your apartment, in the dark with the blankets cuddled up to you. You hadn't spoken to anyone. Nobody. Not even Dina, which made her worry also. You just couldn't bare going outside, going with the friend group in case you ran into Ellie. You couldn't face her, nor did you even want to after the last time you saw her. You went home, crying your eyes out. Cursing yourself for agreeing to this.

You're not a friends with benefits girl. You want love. True love that actually means something. You couldn't keep hurting yourself, but how that didn't even work. If anything you're hurting more. All these thoughts and they're all of her. You were infact inlove with Ellie, and you needed to try get your mind off of it. You just didn't know how.

Ellie texts you from time to time, asking why you don't answer her anymore. You ofcourse don't answer those. You just can't. You were sitting in bed, watching some TV in the dark in hopes to get your mind off everything, it wasn't working that great when you hear a knock on the door, startling you completely. "In a second." You begin to get up bringing the blanket with you having it drape over your shoulders. You go to open the door.

"What the fuck Is going on with you." Said a very concerned looking Dina. You sigh going to walk into your apartment more not even wanting to talk. "Uh uh don't do that." She says following you in. "Spit it out." She says. You turn around. "Just not feeling the best Dee.." You look down. "You know what I think you need. Is to party." You look at her bewildered. "Actually I need my bed." You were about to walk back into your bedroom as you say that but she swiftly grabs your arm. "Nope you need fun, and.. color." She looks around your apartment, looking at the dullness that's overcome it. "Come on, you might even meet someone." You scoff at her comment.

"Fuck that 'someone' I'm not even interested." You sit down on your bed, looking at her. "Pleas, just for tonight then you can come back and mope around about whatever the fuck it is." You sigh once again. "Ugh, fine." She smiles at the response you give. "Right let's get you dressed into something, slutty!" You laugh slightly as she says that. Maybe this could be the distraction. And who knows maybe you could meet someone. You just prayed that someone wasn't Ellie. You did not. Want to see her face tonight.

You had just arrived at said club, walking in with Dina. "Drink?" You think for a second. You weren't a drinker. At. All. "Fuck it yeah why not." She looks at you very surprised. "Actually?" You nod. She then orders, handing you the glass. "Now, you don't have to go fast just-" but you hadn't listened to a word, downing the liquid. "Pace yourself.." She finishes with a small laugh. You shrug with a smile, feeling it burn slightly, not use to this kind of tang.

"Having fun?" Dina yells over the loud music. It had been an hour or two since you had arrived, you and Dina were dancing like there was no tomorrow. "Loadsss." You slur, definitely out of it. But honestly, you couldn't really think straight right now, bit you did feel good. No hurting, no thought, nothing of- "Oh look there's Ellie!" Your eyes go wide, immediately ducking off into the crowd trying to get away from Dina. "Ellie!" She calls out. "That makes another-" Dina wips her head around to try find you. "Y/n?" You were almost sprinting in your drunken state, so much so you hadn't realized you bumped into anyone.

You stumble but thankfully they catch you. "I'm so sorry- I wasn't looking-" You ramble. You look up at the figure. It was a male with light brown fluffy hair, he smiles at you. It seemed to be genuine. "You're quite alright." He was British, saying everything so beautifully. He notices your state. "Have you come here alone?" He looks quite concerned. You shake your head. "Oh, no I'm with a friend, but I just-" you couldn't even remember what you had been doing. "I can't remember-" You let out a choked giggle. "Ok well why don't we take you back to your friend." He gently grabs your wrist when you hear your name?

"Dont fucking touch her, can't you see she's clearly drunk." Uh oh. It was Ellies voice. You look to see her coming over here with Dina. You were left confused by her statement. "Was just bringing her out of harms way actually." Ellie scoffs. "Yeah sure you were buddy. I don't believe you even for a second." She goes to grab you to take you away. "And what makes you think you could do such a thing." He stares at her. This poor guy, he seemed like he only wanted to help. "Dont fucking do that I know her." No you don't.. you don't know anything about me.. you think to yourself. Everythings all coming back again.

"How do I know you aren't just saying that." Ellies getting angry. But why? Why does she even care so much. "You aren't funny." She spits. "Do you see me laughing?." Dina is now over, just behind Ellie. "What's going on?" She looks at everything that was happening. "Trying to bring someone that's under the influence to her friend, when this bird. Is accusing me of the complete opposite." Dina looks at you. "I know them." He looks at you as you say that. "Are you positive?" You just nod. "Alright, please be safe." You thank the man and go off with Dina. "You alright." You nod. "Jackaas." You then hear Ellie mumble to herself. You can't even believe her right now.

"Let's get home yeah?" Dina speaks breaking the barrier of awkwardness. You agree, and so does Ellie. It was pretty silent on the way back, as Dina drops you off at your apartment. But Ellie gets out too. You shrug it off just wanting to get into bed still slightly drunk. "Oi." You don't look at her as you fiddled with your keys, getting in and setting your bag down. "Hello I'm talking to you-" "what Ellie what." You turn around abrupt and cold. Glaring at her. She mirrors it. "What the fuck do you mean what? You've been ghosting me forever." You turn back around turning the lights on and taking off your shoes. "No no, you're gunna answer me."

You scoff. "Why the fuck do you care so much. You have other bitches." You spat. "What the fuck is going on with you. You're acting like an idiot." You let out a dry laugh. "Im the idiot?" She nods. "That is what I just said, wasn't it?" You wanted to punch her, squinting your eyes ever so slightly at her. Silence took over for what felt like the millionth time that night. "Tell me I'm more." You say softly, trying not to burst into tears. "What?" She looks very confused. What on earth did you mean. "Tell me. Im more." She stands there, trying to figure out what you were saying. "Your more?" She says unsure. "I promise I'm more.. more then a God damn motel whore." Boom. It clicks in Ellies mind. "Now get the fuck out." You spit with absolute venom. She's stunned. But you weren't playing.

As you watched her leave, the water works started flooding back again like a tidal wave. You really are stupid. You had fallen for someone who didn't give you even a single thought. How foolish of you. How stupid. You fall to the ground letting it all out now. Feeling hopeless. Desperate for something. You had no idea what it was but you just wanted to be held. Tighter than you ever would have imagined. But that wasn't possible. Dina was gone. You didn't really have anyone else. Lost. That's the perfect words for this all.

Why can't I be lovely.

Why can't I be yours.

I'm only your babydoll when you get bored.

Sobs, as you lay on the floor. Feeling like your eyes are burning. What is wrong with you. Stop this. Oh but you can't. You can't even stop thinking about her after she hurt your brain. You couldn't forgive but you wanted to so bad. You shouldn't. But you wanted to so bad.

I wanna be precious.

I'm left on the floor.

Crying in desperate.

Darling, what am I for.

It was a few days later. Nothing had changed. You were in your room, dark. Gloomy room. Not even doing anything just laying on your bed. You'd say you were thinking but you had nothing more to think about. Your brain felt fried. Empty. Which was a good representation of your aching heart. Like last time trouble occurred there was a knock on your door. Again. But this time you don't do anything. You don't want to answer it, to whomever was on the other side. You couldn't. They knocked again. "Go away." There was a pause. "I-its me.." You were shocked at first but slowly that turned into anger.

"Leave me alone." You say, shouting slightly. "Please I just want to talk.." You were torn on what to do. Answer it. Be hurt again. Don't answer it. Keep hurting. Either way you weren't changing your mood, so you pull yourself out of bed, not even caring how you look, as you open the door. "I-" She looks at you, softening her look. "I'm so fucking sorry. Why didn't you tell me?" You look at her, not even sure how to respond. Standing there, wanting to sob again. But you didn't, it felt like you had nothing left to let out. "Did your mother raise her daughter, to love a lady like a corpse." You then blurt out the only thing that came to mind. She let's that sink in. "Oh Y/n.. I'm so fucking sorry you have no idea." You nod. "You're right. I don't."

"You wanna know something." You shrug. "Might as well you've hurt me enough." But then you think. You want to rip your hair out at that. It's not even her fault it's yours. You shouldn't of even agreed in the first place. You're the one screwing up. "No Ellie, you don't have to explain. I let my emotions get in the wa-" "and I didn't let mine." She blurts out looking at me. I furrow my brows. "What?" She smiles. "I've always been interested in you. I just never thought you'd ever feel the same." You swallow, still confused. "So you-" She keeps talking cutting you off. "Everything that happened it was my fault. I felt horrible the last night after I left you asleep.. I was realizing half way through what I had just done. It was obvious you weren't comfortable. I felt like a right asshole afterwards. But then you didn't seem upset or anything so I shrugged it off. I shouldn't of I realize that now." She finishes.

You were dumbfounded. "Are you telling the truth?" She nods. "I'll prove it to you. That's if you let me ofcourse." You tilt your head. "I wanna fuck you." You stood there looking at her like she was insane, but she giggles. "That's not funn-" "With so much love and adoration that you'll explode." She says coming closer and rubbing your chin gently. Hearts formed in your eyes, that's all you ever wanted. "Sooo is that a yes?" You smile at her. "Yes that's a yes." She smiles at your smile, missing it deeply. She picks you up so gently you melt into her touch, as she brings you to your bed. "Let me take care of you.. it's what you deserve."

You nod giving her full permission, she slowly goes to kiss all over your face, making sure to keep the soft manner. She gently goes to take your shirt off continuing the soft kisses down your neck, breasts, stomach.. hips. Everything was so delicate. In a way that was making you go crazy for her. This is all you ever wanted. Especially with her. She goes to take her shirt off, something she never really did, you couldn't help but stare. She was beautiful. "You're so pretty Els." You say gently. She gives you a sweet smile at your compliment. "And you're so amazing." She goes to take your pants off still keeping with her soft demeanor. It was all so lovely.

She then proceeds to take hers off. You look at her a tad confused. "More intimate angel." You crumble as she says that, is this even real? You nod at the response regardless. She goes to line up perfectly, sinking down onto your body. You both let your mouths drop slightly at the instant connection and softness. She then begins to move on you, both of you letting out noises of pleasure. "F-fuck, I regret not doing this sooner." You watch her as she keeps going. "Els.." She let's out a grunt. "I love you." She says. You stare at her in pure shock. Bringing her down by her hair and kissing her, she kisses back with so much passion. You felt it, that feeling. "Ellie i-" She just nods. "Me too, me too. Together yeah?" You nod also cumming shortly after along with her.

She flops onto you, laying there playing with your hair. There was a comfortable silence. "I love you too Els." She smiles. And for the first time ever with her. You felt safe with the aftercare. No leaving to go to someone else. Cuz she was yours. And you were hers.

#elliewilliams #ellie williams smut #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie williams the last of us smut #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader

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nin-deer · 3 months

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Ch 143

i mean i think we all knew deep down the kiss was gonna happen based on the flow of the story but i think this chap reveals a lot about gorou and sarina

(uh warning this got a little out of hand so its pretty long lmao)

so.

i dont think anyone's completely in the wrong, but i definitely don't think they're in the right either. (not that i condone incest; its just that their motivations led them to this specific point. would the story have been fine without it? hell yeah. please i actually prefer it that way. but this is the direction the author decided to take it, so we have to take it as it is as a point of learning more about the character's motivations)

Let's first analyze sarina and gorou's relationship pre-reincarnation. I think I covered this in my last post where I rambled about onk, but gorou is doing a doctor thing where he "accepts" sarina's proposal just to make her happy. We learn in this new chapter that he basically catered to her every request, and that's what started that infatuation. we know from previous chapters that her bio family's shitty, so the only place she would get this love is from gorou. we also learn in this chapter that it's not actually a romantic love but a fanatic love, for lack of better terms. she sees him as her idol. does sarina even know what it feels to be romantically in love with someone? she spent her whole first life in a hospital, isolated from others her age. she spent her second life very curated and protected because of her mom and her future career; she couldn't really live a normal life. (we'll get back to this point later) all she knows about love is through her idols, so she's channeling it into (what she thinks is) romantic love for gorou.

gorou, on the other side of this, is an actual adult who had an actual life before all this, so he knows what a normal life is like. assuming sarina is one of his first patients, its obvious to see that he got attached, which is a very risky situation for scenarios like this. we see this attachment made her death worse, as he threw himself into following Ai to cope for her death. not gonna go too in depth about this here because, again, i made another post for this that i'll probably link at the end bc im referencing it more than i thought... continuing! he knows sarina doesnt have long left so he wants to do what he can for her, thus creating that "idol" persona sarina has for him.

we see in his regret in this new chap that he actually knows what he's doing and is aware of the consequences of his actions. ruby doesn't. she doesn't regret anything. as someone who reads a lot of isekai/reincarnation stories, its easy to joke that ruby and aqua are their old age + their new age, but that isn't necessarily true for ruby. sure, aqua is old and this could apply to him. but ruby? she didn't make it past 18 before she died. she's like,,, 13 times 2. double 13. she never fully developed in her first life, and she's developing in this current life. it's like a continue from where she left off. aqua actually was an adult, so he has all the knowledge and wisdom of an adult. why does this matter? shift your attention back to the concept of love for a bit. aqua knows what she's doing is bad and is trying to stop her, but the knowledge that she's sarina is making him automatically succumb to her wishes. a part of his brain, because of the trauma, still sees ruby as the sickly sarina he was caring for.

ruby is naïve. she doesnt know what love is. all the love she's ever been exposed to is whatever she saw online: idols. i dont even think she fully knows what the concept of family is. aqua is her brother? nope. aqua is the doctor she proposed to and now she has a chance to follow through like all the shows she's seen. she's closer than ever to him, so why give up the chance? even as ruby, she wasn't exposed to a lot of normalcy because of idol culture. she isn't able to learn about the difference between platonic love and fanatic love. we even see this with ai, who she sees more as an idol than her mom. the joy is in her idol being her mom, someone who's supposed to care for her. it's like shes living a fantasy made just for her. because aqua was so obsessed w revenge, he didn't have the chance to teach her anything, and it's not like he needed to learn bc he already knows. ruby doesn't.

aqua, as the one who understands these nuances, should have sat her down and explained things, but he didn't because of the trauma of sarina. ruby is ignorant and is treating things like a tv drama, now that her dreams as sarina can finally become true. aqua doesn't realize how serious ruby is about this because in his mind this is just a child playing house. ruby is like,,,, imagine you die and you wake up actually being sold to one direction. or whatever happens to you in your fav self-insert scenario/fanfic. idk a better analogy lmao but its like finally being able to play out your fantasies irl. she doesn't realize the real world impacts of her actions because, frankly, she doesn't care. she gets to live out her life as she wants. aqua was shocked after the first kiss with ruby because he realized then she was being serious, but he didn't speak out about it because, again, the trauma™. (we see him again uncomfy with the whole situation in the next page, but his lack of objection could be bc it's a scene in the documentary and he finds it more important to get revenge rn) ruby kissed him then because she purposefully created the mood like that so it would fit in the story she was writing in her mind.

so what does this mean? because of their shared pasts, aqua and ruby are put in this situation where ruby can do what she wants and aqua goes along with it. even if he knows its morally wrong, he can't bring himself to break ruby's immersion in all of this. BUT. big but. aqua shouldn't act like this. they're both capable of living out their lives as normal (barring the revenge and the whole idol stuff). he doesn't need to act like this anymore; ruby's not terminally ill. he's not a doctor. what he should have done was firmly deny her stuff he knows is wrong because then he can educate her about the reason why. as much as their personalities are inspired by their past lives, sarina and gorou are dead. they need to move on and live a aqua and ruby. (Harsh, I know, but because of this scenes like *gestures vaguely to the newest two chapters* happens. if aqua stood his ground and taught ruby about familial love and that what she's feeling is probably not romantic, i think this could have been avoided. but alas, we need it for the ~drama~)

sorry that went on way longer than i thought lmao. i think i covered everything i wanted to say but im too lazy to read back so fingers crossed

if you made it this far and are curious about the other post i mentioned in the beginning, its here. i just think its some context to my thought process but not necessary to understand this post

#my writing #oshi no ko #oshi no ko spoilers #onk ch 143 #jasdlkflsdkajfh #why did it take me longer to find that first post #than deciding to make this post #anyways #lots of thoughts #none coherent #i wasnt planning on doing this so sorry if its too jumpy #i just finished reading the chap and #i had the urge #man i was living glass half full #then this chap dropped #hopefully it gets addressed #i mean its that last panel that gets me #aqua looks so uncomfortable while ruby is beaming

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superhoeva-archived · 2 years

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okay okay i’m a big fan of everyone’s interpretations of carmen’s first time and i would love ur take on it

first times, you say? very long and nsfw (mainly at end) under the cut. enjoy, my loves <3 warning(s): smoker!reader, language, oral sex (m receiving), penetrative sex (p in v), vocal virgin!carmy

i really want to believe that carmen's first time happens somewhere that not chicago. let's go with nyc

"i didn't have any girlfriends." - let's go with this scenario for experimentation's sake ;)

he actually meets you his first night in nyc the elevator in his (and your) apartment complex. carmen can't contain the snicker that leaves his mouth when he sees the restaurant logo on your take-out bag

the chef reddens however when you catch the laugh and look over expectantly. "what is it?"

"oh nothin, it's uh, nothin. it's just that i'm a chef at the place your food's from..."

it doesn't click until you remember the bag in your hand

"seriously?" you ask with a small smile, and carmen feels his heart speed up just a little. "my friends treated me to dinner there tonight for my birthday."

"oh, wow," carmy raises his eyebrows and turns to look at you, "happy birthday. how old you turnin?"

"thank you. just turned 21," you smile prettily carmen can't help but think to himself

damn, she's pretty. good taste, too.

before either of you can say anything else the elevator doors open. carmen curses them for not letting him spend a little more time with you

carmen almost chokes on his spit when you turn to look at him because

good god you really are beautiful

"it was nice meeting you..." you pauses and await for a name, which the chef almost forgets to give you

"carmen. most people call me carmy, tho."

you grin again, both at the name and the growing redness of his face. "carmy. it's nice to meet you."

and then you tell him your name and hold out your hand, which carmen--carmy--hold for longer than he means to

"yeah, you too," he rasps out with that look in his eye. (you know, the one that where he zones out and the only other person in the world is whoever he's looking at.) "maybe i'll see you around sometime?"

the assuring nod and flirty grin you leave carmy with as you step off onto your floor gives him enough courage to send you a quick wink

it's the last thing you see before the elevator doors close and it's the only thing you can think of for the rest of the night

once he's out of your view, carmen collapses against the wall with a tiny grin and shocked laugh

the next time you and carmen see one another is in the elevator. again.

carmen greets you with a smile and a shy, "hey, birthday girl. how ya doing?"

a laugh leaves you at the nickname as you steps on the elevator. "i'm doing okay, carmen. you?"

"i'm uh..." carmen thinks on his answer for a second. better now that i'm seein you again. "alright. just heading down to burn one. i don't like how it makes my uh, m apartment smell, but i-i don't think i could live without cigarettes."

if you think of his statement concerning, you don't say anything about it. thank god

"you got any big plans tonight?" carmen asks, wanting to change the subject as quickly as possible.

"uh, nope," you tell him with a laugh, "i was actually just on my way to smoke one too."

you know it's a nasty habit, but hey

carmen perks up immediately, turning to really look at you. before he can stop himself from asking, "feel like smokin one together?"

next thing you know, you and carmy stand on the side of your apartment building. a cigarette is passed back and forth between the two of you, and your fingers brush together with carmen's every time

every second that passes has the two of you leaning closer and closer. so close that you can feel the smoke that blows out of carmen's mouth

and he doesn't know what compels him to lean over close enough to kiss you

but when you don't attempt to move away, carmen deems the action as okay

carmen also doesn't know what compels him to ask if you wanna come up to his room

but when you answer "yes," carmen deems the action as very okay

you end up making out with carmy on the poor excuse of a couch that's in his living room after neither of you is able to contain the yearning attraction any longer

his hands rub along your body lightning fast not knowing where to land. his tongue is eager as it slips in and out of your mouth, teeth crashing into yours as well

"carmy," you mumble into his mouth, but he doesn't hear you over the blood rushing in his ears

"carmen," you try again, reluctantly pulling away from him. his blue eyes fill with panic, but you try to curb his nerves with warm hands on his cheeks "no, no, it's okay. just... slow down, yeah? we don't have to rush."

a huff leaves carmen as he melts into the cushions behind him and runs a hand through his hair. "i'm sorry, i know. it's just... i-i don't really do this a lot. you know, this."

a small smile crosses your face as you understand what he means. you tilt his head up to make sure he sees you when you tell him, "it's alright, carmy. we don't have to go any further if you don't want--"

"yes," he interrupts you. "sorry, no, i wanna keep going. but you uh, you should probably take the lead."

so that's what you do. you take the lead...

"holy shit," carmen groans out louder than he means to, but you're tongue swirling around his head just feels too fucking good. "oh, fuck that feels good."

you hold down his quivering thighs when they threaten to raise up again and sink your mouth deeper.

carmen's mouth drops open into a silent scream when his nose tickles the small patch of hair under his belly button.

"god, you look so pretty gaggin on me like that," carmen rasps out, and you have to stop yourself from grinding on your own hand. "love it when you take me to the back'a your throat. making a fuckin mess and you don't even care."

'holy fuck' you think, 'for someone who doesn't do this often, he's got the best dirty talk you've ever heard.'

he's even louder when you ride him

carmy barely contains himself at the feeling of your wetness squeezing around him

and god he's trying to keep his hands on your ass when you placed them earlier but the sight of your tits in his face is making it so insanely hard

"doing so good for me, carmy," you groan out in into the heated air, causing a long whine to leave the man beneath you. "filling me up so good, baby."

carmen watches you with stars in his pretty blue eyes as you slide up and down, the veins of his thick member hitting and dragging blissfully against your weeping walls.

"ohmygod, carmen," you whimper out when the head of his dick brushes impossibly deeper.

"so fuckin warm and tight, please don't stop," carmen breathes out, squeezing the warm flesh of your ass. "want you to come around me. wanna feel you come around me so bad, please."

he almost passes out when you do come around him, and he's following soon after

his entire body is floating as he pumps his cum into the condom, loud and croaking whines pouring out of his mouth as he does so

"fuck," he huffs out when you fall beside him, his legs still shaking from his high. "you're fuckin amazing, birthday girl."

(i will definitely expand on new york carmy and birthday girl reader, so be prepared!)

#anon #carmen berzatto smut #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto blurb #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #the bear #the bear fx

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sazzujazzu · 1 month

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Hello, as the days count down and the Bad Batch finale draws closer, may I show to the fine folks of tumblr my first Star Wars OC in 20 years, created thanks to this show? 😃

Too bad, I'm showing them anyway 😊 somberly chilling while listening to their bestie talk.

Please excuse the poor background (I got lazy) and half-finished Tech (I got sad)

there's, uh, a big mess of words under the image because I wanted to put into words the importance this show has for me, and I am bad at doing so.

I want to get some thoughts off my chest, because I have no one in my day-to-day life who cares about the animated Star Wars shows, and especially the Bad Batch. (well, other than my mom, but I don't want to bore her with my rambling too much. she already banned star wars from me once, i won't let that happen again lol)

I can't stop thinking how much I don't want Bad Batch to end.

This show has been so dear to me. I can't remember the last time I've loved something this much.

Before the second season started, I had an artistic block that had lasted way too long. Anything I drew or wrote, mostly turned out a horrible mess after staring at a blank page for hours and hours, if I ever managed to create anything at all. For someone who tends to draw whenever their hands aren't otherwise busy (aka all the damn time), such a block weighed down on my mental health.

Well, then season two happened, and full-on gave me back my love for Star Wars, a love that had somewhat gone out over the last few years. Then, Plan 99 happened, and broke me because again my favorite character "died" (I'm in team Tech lives until I draw my last breath or until proven correct. That chocolate-eyed cutie-pie is alive nothing will convince me otherwise). Pretty much after finishing the episode and staring at a wall for another 30 minutes, I said "nope" and began writing.

I wrote for hours. I believe it's been well over a decade since I last wrote fanfiction, but here I was, creating a Star Wars oc, something I'd last done as a ten-year-old. And now, roughly a year later, I think I've written over a hundred pages of (very self-indulgent) fanfiction with the Batch, and with my oc that I've come to love.

And drawing, oh boy, have I been drawing!

(... Sure, I've mostly been drawing Tech, over and over again, to a point I once actually considered lying and saying "yeah that's my boyfriend haha!" to a man at my job last summer, when asked who it was that I was drawing for maybe fifth day in a row 😂 likely would've been a more acceptable excuse for someone my age. But, I mean... I just really love drawing him, not only because he is my favorite character of maybe all time, but because he is just so fun to draw! And most of all, at least I draw again!)

And it is all thanks to this wonderful show about a bunch of defective and effective copy-paste boys and their sister.

It's probably something many say, but I've always felt like a bit of an outsider. I've felt like I have no place; when I was a kid, my interests were very different from the other kids of [gender assigned at birth], and trying to play with them while inserting my own interests into the games, often didn't go so well. I was... kind of an odd child (although now, older and questionably wiser, knowing that I might actually be autistic, many things make more sense now. me kind of discovering this about myself is also partially thanks to Bad Batch)

Also, growing up trans/non-binary, while not even knowing what that is or having a word for it, didn't really do much to help with the feeling of "I'm different and an outsider because of it". Perhaps it was one more reason I fell in love with Clone Force 99, because I could see some of myself in them. Being different from the "regs".

I love this show, and these fictional people have become my family, and I am not ready to say goodbye to them.

Alright, weird pile of thoughts over. In case someone read all this, uh... thanks 😊

#i'm nervously rambling into the void #the bad batch #the bad batch fanart #star wars oc #jedi oc

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Daechwita/ 1

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 9.5k

Includes- fluff, Daechwita practice Yoongi, oral, blow job, deepthroating, throat fucking, pussy eating, cum eating, riding, multiple orgasms

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Part 2

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Yoongi POV

The phone rings in my ear while I wait for her to pick up

It's early, 9 am

She loves sleep and she's a late sleeper

I hope she won't get mad at me for calling her so early

I'm looking at the sword I bought and I'm excited to use it

I just want her there with me

"Naekkeo!", she picks up, sounding happy, "Hi"

I can't help but smile

She's so adorable

"Hi jagi"

"What's up baby?"

I don't know why but I'm nervous about asking her to come with me to practice

I think it's because this time it's just going to be me

"Are you working today jagi?"

"Nope. Not today"

"Oh ok"

"Why naekkeo?"

"I uh, I have to go to practice and I wanted to know if you uh wanted to come? With me?"

I like when she comes to practice

I feel like I can do the choreography better with her there

And I love looking at her when we're dancing

It's so easier to act sexy when I'm looking at her

"Yeah baby! Of course I'll come. I love watching you dance"

"Ok jagi. Thanks"

"Yeah naekkeo. You want me to come get you?"

I think for a second

I wanna surprise her with the sword but I can hide it in a bag

"Yeah jagiya, if you want"

"Of course I want to Yoongi. I'm gonna get ready and I'll text you when I'm leaving ok?"

"Yeah jagi. Thanks"

"Sure Yoongi. See you soon"

"Ok bye jagi"

"Bye baby"

I hang up the phone and sit on my bed to wait for her

I'm so lucky I found her

She's my first serious girlfriend

I've dated other idols, a few makeup artists, all secretly of course, but it never last more than a month or two

Everyone wants to be with an idol until the realize what it entails and how limited our time really is

I basically gave up

The other guys were able to find girls who genuinely love them and want to be with them

And yeah, I was jealous but I got over it

I figured I'd find someone eventually

And I found the perfect girl

We met eight months ago when we did a fan meet

She was a staff member at the venue guiding us where to go and calling the ARMYS row by row

The second I saw her my mouth dropped

She is fucking gorgeous

Big deep dark brown eyes, beautiful smile, bright orange hair at the time

She's short and small, perfect for holding tightly and cuddling

And I had no clue that I liked tattoos and piercings on girls

She has a lot of small tattoos on her body except for one big one on her inner arm and the one on her back

She has what she said are dermal piercings, which I'm still not too sure what they are

But she has one by her right eye, two in each side of her collarbones, two in each side of her hips and three on the back of her neck

And they're fucking hot

My favorite tattoo on her is one she got a few months ago

I was on tour and she was missing me, so she got some lyrics from my song "So far away"

I was so surprised and I felt so honored that she got my lyrics tattooed on her

Everything about it is beautiful from the font to the decorations in the back ground

When I first saw her, I wanted to talk to her but I was scared and I was working myself up to approach her the entire fan meet

When the fan meet was done, she led us back to the dressing rooms, smiled at us, then turned to leave

I didn't want to let her get away so I stopped her and spoke to her for a few minutes

I don't know how I did it but we exchanged numbers

We talked for a month and hung out as friends a few times when I actually had free time

That last time we had hung out, I told her that I liked her a lot and asked her on a date

I remember I felt like I was going to piss my pants, that's how nervous I was

She agreed, I was able to secretly go out with her and from then we've been together

She is the perfect girl for me, it's like she was made just for me

She deals with my time consuming schedule and she never complains

Ever

If I have to cancel on her she just tells me it's ok and she'll see me when I can

She never gets mad

Even some of the guys girlfriend's still get mad occasionally, but not her

And she's understanding about keeping our relationship a secret from the public

She's always supportive, understanding and willing to help me with music and lyrics if I ask

She'll come with me to my studio and just stay with me while I work on music

She always excited to go to things like shoots, performances, practices, recordings

She's sweet and kind and so funny

She always makes me comfortable around her and she gives me just the right amount affection that would of been fine for me before her

But not any more

I find myself always wanting to touch her, always wanting to be more affectionate

But I stop myself because I don't know how much she's comfortable with

And honestly I've been more and more nervous around her

The reason is because I love her and I haven't told her yet

I'm terrified too

We've been together for seven months and I'm not sure if it's too soon to say it

But fuck, I fell in love so fast

By the second month together I knew

She's everything I could want and so much more

I'm just scared that I'm not good enough for her

I try to be there as much as I can but it's no where near as much as she's there for me

I know she's the one, the girl I want to spend my whole life with but I'm terrified I'm not that for her

I'm scared to lose her and I'm worried that if I tell her I love her that will happen

And she's younger than me

She's 23, what if she's not ready for everything to be serious?

I don't know what to do

My phone buzzes and I look at the text

"I'm here naekkeo!"

I smile as I text her, "Ok I'll be right there"

She sends me a thumbs up sign

Getting up, I grab a gym bag put the sword in with other clothes to hide it

Then I head for the door

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J POV

Scrolling through Instagram, I sit in my car waiting for Yoongi to come out of the dorm

I hear a door close and I look up, seeing him walk to my car

Fuck me, he's fucking perfect

I still can't believe that Min, Yoongi is my boyfriend

I was just happy to see him in person when BTS came to my venue for their fan meet

I'm a huge ARMY but I managed to be calm around them

As staff we're not supposed to really interact with the idols

We're supposed to answer questions, direct them to bathroom or other rooms and guide them to where the fan meets are

So when he stopped me to talk to me I was over the moon

And when he asked for my number I almost died

I was so nervous hanging out with him but after the first few minutes I relaxed

He made me feel comfortable and he's just a genuinely amazing person

When he asked me out, I almost shit my pants

I was caught totally off guard but I immediately said yes

And we've had an amazing seven months together

At first I was really confused about why he'd pick me out of all the girls in the world but really soon into our relationship I stopped worrying about it

It's just the way he is, how he shows me his feelings for me are genuine

He talks to me everyday as much as he can and he tries to spend as much time with me as he can

Always asking me to go to practice with him, photo shoots, music video shoots, his studio

He comes to my apartment as much as he can

Yeah he cancels sometimes and other times he's really busy but I knew this when I agreed to be with him

And honestly it doesn't bother me

I know he's busy but he always makes up for it which I told him he doesn't have to do

If he can't see me because of his job then I'm not going to make him feel bad about it

It's not something he can control

I just love being with him so anytime we have together is special

"Hi naekkeo!", I smile when he opens the door and gets in the passenger seat

"Hi jagi", he smiles back

That's another thing that surprised me about him

How he automatically started calling me jagi

He's famous for saying he'd never call his girlfriend any couple names

He said he'd call them "hey you" but not with me

And he's a lot more affectionate than he said he'd be in other interviews

He has no problem holding my hand, hugging me, touching me, kissing me around the people who know we're together

Which are good surprises and I love it

He moves closer to me and I lean to him, our lips meeting in a soft kiss

Shiver run up my spine from his kiss

His kisses are amazing and I can never get enough

He smiles at me when we pull away and runs his fingers in my hair

It feels so good and I love when he does it when we nap because it puts me to sleep right away

I can't help but stare at him

His smile is so fucking beautiful and intoxicating

Its so hard to tear my eyes away from it

"You ok jagi?"

I snap out of it and smile

"Yeah baby. Here I got you coffee and food"

I hand him the coffee and bag

I stopped at Starbucks on the way and got his favorites

"Thank jagi. You're the best"

"Sure naekkeo. No problem. Ready?"

He nods, taking a bite of food

My god he's adorable

Turning my attention back to my car, I step on the clutch, put the e-break down and the car in first gear

I start driving, switching gears, heading for BigHit

Yoongi is quiet next to me and I glance over at him

He's watching me drive and biting his lip

Fuck me, his habit of biting his lip is my favorite

It's so fucking hot and turns me on so much

It's funny because I bite my lip a lot too and he says it's his favorite habit of mine

I've never noticed I did it until one day when we were at his studio and he told me to cut it out or he's going to have to fuck me right there

Needless to say I didn't stop and we ended up having sex for a long time

But I'm driving now and I can't fuck him

Bummer

Maybe later though

"Uh you ok baby?", I ask

"Yeah. Uh...it's just...."

"Just what? What's wrong?"

"You're just fucking sexy when you drive stick shift"

I laugh, "Really baby?"

"Fuck yeah. Not a lot of girls can drive stick shift and I'm glad my girl can"

Jesus

He always knows what to say to make me feel good

"Thanks baby but I'm not as hot as you are when you drive my car"

"Yeah right jagi"

"I am right. I'm glad you agree"

He laughs hard and the sound is music to my ears

He's so cute when he laughs like that

It's great to see him that happy

"Maybe you can drive my car back?", I ask

"Uh if you want me too. I'm still not that good at it"

I know

I'm teaching him to drive my car, a Subaru WRX, but he's been so busy so he hasn't had time to practice

"Of course I want you to baby. You need to start practicing again"

He nods, "Ok jagi"

A few minutes later, I pull into the parking lot, park the car and we get out

He immediately comes over to me and takes my hand, leading me to the building door

I'm a surprised he's holding my hand

He usually waits until we're in the building to show any affection

That way it looks like I'm a staff member driving one of the BTS members around

You never know when the media is around

He holds the door open for me so I can walk inside

I stand to the side, waiting for him to come in

He puts his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him as we walk

I love the small touches he gives me, the little affection that I'm not sure he even knows he's doing

I love everything he does

I just love him

So much

I've never been in love before but Yoongi was so easy to fall for

And he's so easy to love

He's just the best person I've ever met

But I'm too scared to tell him

I don't know if he loves me and I don't want to hear if he doesn't

I don't know if he considers this relationship serious or not

So I decided to push the feelings away and just enjoy every second I can spend with him

We go inside the practice room and I notice that we're the only ones here

I follow him to the table where he puts his bag and the rest of his coffee down

"Uh where are the guys?"

"Oh they're not here."

I'm confused

"You said we're going to practice?"

He nods, "Yeah jagi. It's practice just for me."

I still don't understand

He's good at dancing and he picks up the choreography quick

Why would he need an extra or private lesson?

"I don't get it", I say

"Jo remember last week when you listened to D2?"

I nod

I remember

I was so excited when he told me he finished his mixtape and he wanted me to be the first one to listen to it

And it's amazing

All the songs are incredible, the lyrics, the music, just everything is top notch, perfect

But that's how Yoongi works

Everything he does is incredible

"So I uh picked the title song"

"Ok which one?"

"Daechwita"

"I love that song. Well I love all of them. But I love that song!", I exclaim

He laughs, looking at me, "You're so cute jagi"

I shrug, "I try"

"You don't have to try Jo, you just are"

I just smile at him

"So I'm going to shoot the music video and the director thought it'd be cool if I do a sword dance"

"A sword dance? Like you waving a sword around"

He nods, "Yeah kinda. I'm not too sure what it entails but this practice is to teach me the dance and let me practice"

"Huh. That's so cool baby"

That's amazing

I'm so glad he asked me to come

I know it's going to be so hot to see him with a sword and I can oogle him the whole time

"You think?"

"Of course Yoongi. And I know you're going to be so good at it."

"I hope so"

I snort, "Of course you're going to be amazing. Everything you do is amazing"

He looks shocked at my words

I don't know why

I'm telling the truth

"You....you really believe that?"

I tilt my head, wondering why he's asking that

I tell him all the time he's amazing and I'm proud of him

"Yeah baby. Of course I believe that"

He pulls me close to him in a tight hug

Laying my head against his chest, I hold on to him tightly too

"Thanks Jo"

"There's nothing to thank Yoongi. You're the best"

We stand, hugging each other for a few minutes before we pull away

I love being in his arms but he has to practice so I reluctantly let him go

"What sword are you going to use baby?"

He opens the bag he brought with him and pulls out a sword in a scabbard

My eyes widen

He had that in there?

He pulls the sword out and I gape

It's a hwando

"Holy shit Yoongi"

He smiles, "Yeah I bought it. A master craftsman made it"

"That is so fucking cool!"

Goddamn my boyfriend is such a bad ass

He laughs, "You wanna hold it?"

"Can I?", I gasp

"Of course jagi"

He hands me the hwando and I just gape at it

This is so dope

My boyfriend is so cool

I can't wait to see him swing this around

It's gonna be so hot and I'm so ready for it

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Yoongi POV

I can't help but laugh at her holding the hwando

Her mouth is open wide and she holds it up, looking at the blade

She's so supportive

I'm really floored that she thinks I'm amazing at everything

She really believes that and it makes me feel more confident

The way she looks at me sometimes, like I'm everything, blows my mind

With her by my side I can do anything

"When are you shooting the video?", she asks

"Thursday and Friday. I have today and tomorrow to practice"

"Wow so soon?"

I nod

I'm going to have to spend all day today practicing

I'm not delusional to expect her to stay all day but having her here for a little while is better than her not being here at all

"Jagi, I uh wanted to ask if you'd want to come with me for the rest of the week?"

"To practice and the shoot?"

I nod

She bites her lip, thinking

That habit drives me insane and I'm trying so hard not to get hard

I can't dance with a hard on

"I'm supposed to work the rest of the week baby"

"Oh", I say, a little disappointed

"I wish you would of told me sooner baby. Then I could of taken personal days and still get paid"

I should of asked sooner

I found out about the shoot over the weekend

I should of said something before

Now she can't come because if she doesn't she won't get paid

That's another thing about her

She won't take any money from me

She won't let me help pay for her bills or her rent or her phone

She doesn't let me buy her stuff and if I do she's appreciative but she scolds me

She doesn't want me spending my money on her

That's how I know she really cares about me

Not the money I have, not the fame, she wants me

That's always a fear when idols date

I knew the guys were afraid of that and I was a little bit but she showed me quickly that she doesn't want my money

I remember that day

We were in my studio

I was working on music and she was on her tablet

I took a break and sat with her, looking over at what she was doing

She was on amazon, adding things to her cart and telling me what she was buying

It came out to a lot and I told her I was going to pay for it

"Uh no you're not baby"

"Yeah jagi. I want to"

She shook her head, "No naekkeo. I have my own money. I don't need yours"

Needless to say I was speechless

She put her tablet down and faced me

"Naekkeo, I want you to know that I don't care about your money ok? I work and I have my own. I don't expect or want you to pay for things for me ok? Your money doesn't mean anything to me. It's you I want"

That blew my mind and she's been proving that to me all the time, without knowing it

Like today when she bought me Starbucks

She buys me stuff and spends her money on me instead of the other way around

When I tell her to stop, she just smiles, says ok and does it again

So we kinda have a thing where we buy each other things, scold each other and do it all over again

I don't care how expensive things are but I know she doesn't like it, so the things I buy her are things she can afford too

I save the big expensive things for special occasions

I want to tell her I'll give her money for what she would have made but I know she'll never agree to it

I guess I have to do the shoot without her

It's my own fault

I should of said something sooner

"But I'll just call in sick for the next three days", she says, taking out her cell phone

"Do uh, do you have anymore days left?"

She may not have any sick days left because she's called out for me to come to shows or events

The concept of sick days, personal days and vacations are so foreign to me

There's none of that for me

So she had to explain all that the first day she took a personal day for me

Ever since then I'd try my best to tell her in advance if I'd want her to come to something

"No but it's ok baby. Don't worry about it", she answers, putting her phone to her ear

"Jagi-"

"Shhhh", she smiles, then turns away from me while she talks on the phone

I finish my coffee and throw away the cup, waiting for her

"Thanks", she says, then she comes over to me, "All good Yoongi."

I hug her, "You're the best Jo"

I mean that one hundred percent

She does everything for me, always does everything she can to make me happy

I lucked out with her and I fucking know this

"Thank you jagi"

"Of course Yoongi. I'd do anything for you"

I kiss her forehead, looking down at her

"You know I'd do anything for you too right Jo?"

"Yeah Yoongi. I know baby", she says softly

Good

I'm glad she knows

I'd move the world for her, she is my everything

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J POV

A few more people come inside the room and Yoongi and I step away from each other

A man comes over to Yoongi and starts talking to him

I start to move away, planning to go sit on one of the chairs but Yoongi's hand shoots out and grabs mine

He keeps talking to the man but he laces his fingers with mine and pulls me to his side

I squeeze his hand to let him know I'm there

"So it won't be a long dance?", Yoongi is asking

"No but it's a lot of movement and swinging the sword"

Shit

That might hurt his shoulder

I'll just give him a massage later to help him feel better

"Who is this?", the guy asks, smiling

"My girlfriend. Joanne", Yoongi answers proudly

"Hi", he says

"Hi"

"Here to support your boyfriend?"

I nod, "Of course"

"That's really nice. Support is always good"

Yes it is

I'll always support Yoongi in anything he does

The door to the practice room opens and a camera crew comes in

I look at Yoongi confused

"They're filming this for a Bangtan Bomb", he tells me

I didn't know that

It's fine, I'm going to be out of the way anyway so I won't be filmed

"Ready Yoongi?", the instructor calls

"Yes"

Turning to me Yoongi says, "Where are you going to sit jagi?"

Looking around the room, I point to a spot across the room

"There. I can see you and be out of the way"

"Ok baby, I'll get you a chair"

I stop him, "It's ok baby, I'll just sit on the floor"

"But-"

"Shh, it's ok", I smile reassuringly

"Uh ok"

He leans down, giving me a soft kiss, then I go to my spot and sit

The instructor tells Yoongi to swing the sword around to get a feel of it

I get comfortable, watching my baby

He's so fucking beautiful, I can't handle it sometimes

I just can't believe that someone like him wants me

It's crazy but I'm not going to question it

I'm just always ridiculously happy all the time since we got together

He makes everything better

The instructor starts showing Yoongi some moves and Yoongi copies

"Pose like this and swing the sword up", the instructor instructs

"Like this?", Yoongi asks

"Yes bring it up and turn. Like this"

Yoongi follows what the instructor does

"Yeah, swing the back of the sword while pulling it back"

I watch Yoongi practice each part with the instructor telling him what to do

"Turn"

"Like this"

Yoongi does a turn and jump, swiping the sword in front of him and my mouth drops open

He learned that so fast

And he's so fucking hot doing it

He practices that move a few times and I can't take my eyes off him

Yoongi starts another move

He swipes the sword in front of him, then thrust the sword out, going on one leg and putting his other hand out

"Right. Stretch it out", the instructor says and Yoongi stretched his arm

"Then move it in front of you and back up"

He swings the sword in front of him, turns and swings it again

Then he faces away with his back to the instructor, bringing the sword against his neck and shoulders, running his hand down the blade as he does

Jesus christ, that's fucking sexy

I'm getting so turned on watching this

I need to stop

I can't be horny now

But he's just everything

The instructor talks to him more, while he leans the sword against his shoulder

Yoongi nods and speaks to the instructor

"Try again. Let me see"

Yoongi gets back to position and swings the sword up and around

"Not like that", the instructor says

He demonstrates and says, "Like this"

Yoongi nods, then does the move again

And again and again

Over and over until he does it perfectly

He's such a hard worker and it's amazing to watch him

"Put your right foot forward"

Yoongi follows the instructions and the instructor says, "Good then swipe"

He swipes the sword

"Good, let's back it up a little"

Yoongi is holding the sword out and he smiles as he scoots back

It's fucking adorable

Yoongi keeps practicing, swinging, swiping, trying to make it look like he was slicing the sword

I can see him get frustrated, looking over at me when he gets that way

I smile at him and nod encouragingly, giving him thumbs up and blowing him kisses

He smiles when he sees me doing these things and I think it focuses him and he keeps practicing

"You'll get used to it", the instructor says

They keep working over and over

It's amazing how he's not ready to stop

His endurance is crazy

"Bring it up diagonally, turn and bring it back"

Yoongi does what he says

"Good, take a break for a second. I want to show you something"

Yoongi, jogs over to the video camera and the instructor shows him something, talking to him

Yoongi nods, then puts the sword down

He pushes his hair back and fuck me, it's so sexy

When he showed up at my apartment with black hair and an undercut, I almost passed out

He's every girl's dream and I get him

I know so many girls are going to have a heart attack when they watch this Bangtan bomb

I'm having a heart attack sitting here and watching him

Yoongi asks the instructor something and he nods

Yoongi nods too then starts coming over to me

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Yoongi POV

I walk over to her, wondering what she's going to say about the practice so far

She stands up when I get closer and comes straight into my arms

"Naekkeo you did so good!", she squeals

"You think jagi? I messed up a lot"

She pulls away looking at me in disbelief

"Are you crazy? Of course you did good baby. Yeah you messed up but you kept practicing the move over and over until you got it perfectly."

I feel relieved that she thinks I did good

I tried to do good for her and I kinda wanted to show off

Maybe I can later

"And....", she trails off

I knew I messed up something

"And what jagi?"

"And...uh...fuck Yoongi you were so hot."

I raise my eyebrow at her, smirking

"Oh yeah baby?"

She nods, "Yeah Yoongi. You were fucking turning me on."

Oh shit yes!

This is what I wanted

I kept glancing over at her while I was practicing and almost every time she was biting her fucking lip, her eyes on me

"Yeah jagi?'

She nods

"Well jagi, everytime I looked at you you were biting that fucking lip", I growl, running my thumb on her bottom lip, "And you know what that fucking does to me"

Now she smirks at me, "No baby, I don't know"

She wants to play that game?

I can play it too

"You know baby, it's so hard to swing a sword when your fucking hard as a rock because you're girlfriend is so fucking hot and doing the one thing that drives you crazy"

She snorts, "Right baby because it's so easy to sit in soaked panties because your boyfriend is fucking swinging a sword around and is so sexy while he does it."

Fuck me, her panties are soaked?

God I want her so much

She looks right at me and bites her lip again

That's fucking it

I take her hand and drag her out of the room

We walk down the hall to an empty dressing room

"Get inside now", I demand

She smirks, biting her lip as she walks in

Fuck

I follow her in, close and lock the door, then grab her and shove her against the wall

“Bite your lip once more, I fucking dare you”, I growl

She lifts her eyes to me, raising one eyebrow

Then she pulls her lip to her mouth and bites

I immediately crash my lips to hers

Her tongue goes right into my mouth, her hands already pulling down my pants and boxers

"Excited baby girl?", I whisper in her ear, unzipping her jacket, shoving it off her

"Aren't you?", she asks, pulling my shirt up and off

"Excited for you? Always jagi", I answer

She smiles, then looks in my eyes as she slowly kneels down

She moves her hands up my legs, her lips on my lower stomach

I shiver from her kisses

They always feel good

She moves lower and lower, then I feel her tongue lick along my cock

"Fuck", I moan

She gets to my head, taking it in her mouth and sucking gently on me

Pleasure slaps my body hard and I can't stop them moans that comes out

"Good boy", she whispers, then takes more of me in, going half way

She moves her head back and forth, sucking and licking all over

I can't fucking think from the pleasure

"More baby, more", I beg

I want to be all in

She can do it and it doesn't bother her

But she likes to tease me, make me beg for it

And fuck it, I'll do it, no problem

"More what baby?", she asks then sucks on me again

"Fuck...pppp....please baby, I wanna go all inside your mouth. Please jagi"

She doesn't say anything, just moves forward more, getting me all in

I feel my cock hit the back of her throat and slide down more

"Oh God", I whimper

She starts sucking and moving back and forth again, the pleasure so intense

My cock keeps hitting the back of her throat, going in more every time she moves forward

Her throat is so fucking tight, I love it

"Swallow baby"

She listens and swallows on my cock

Her throat squeezes my cock so tightly, I gasp from how good it feels

She keeps her hands on my hips, holding me all in her throat swallowing over and over and over

She's driving me fucking insane

The next swallow, I thrust inside as much as I can

Which isn't much since she's holding me in

"Please baby, cccc...can I-"

She nods and moves back halfway

She keeps her mouth open and looks up at me

Goddamn she looks so fucking good on her knees, my cock in her mouth

She wants to please me and I can't wrap my head around that

She doesn't care about herself, she just wants me to feel good

I slide my fingers in her hair and she nods at me

I thrust in her mouth, going down her throat hard

And she just moans

Fucking hell, it always blows my mind that she likes this

I move faster, fucking her mouth while she swallows on me at the same time

It feels too fucking good and I'm done

"Fuck Joanne baby", I yell, holding her against me, all in as I cum down her throat

She swallows more and more, making my orgasm last longer

When I finish, she moves back but I feel her tongue on my head

I know what she's doing because she does this every time

She's licking the cum that's leaking

She loves my cum, telling me that all the time

It's fine because I love hers too

I can eat her out for hours

I kinda got her used to it and multiple orgasms from both oral and sex

So she can go a long time without being overstimulated

She can wear me out sometimes and I can last awhile

But I think it's more that were both so into each other

My sex drive hasn't been as high as it's been the entire time I've been with her

I just want her all the time

And since I'm so busy and can't spend all the time I want to with her, when we do see each other all we do is have sex

It sex, then nap, then sex, then eat or sometimes sex while we eat, then shower sex, then watching TV or a movie and having sex.

Multiple times a day

And the fact that her sex drive matches mine?

It's fucking heaven

Her licking is getting me hard again

"Jagi", I call, making her look up at me

I help her stand up and move her hair back, kissing her neck

"Yoongi", she sighs

I move my hand to her shirt, unbuttoning it slowly

When I get it open, I move down her neck, kissing her anywhere I can

She has on this tiny, hot see through lace bralette I think it's called

Whatever it is it looks so good on her

My lips land on one of her collarbone piercing

Fuck I love this

Running my tongue over it, I lick it, then suck on it

"Yoongi fuck"

I smile against her skin

Pushing the shirt off her, she lets it fall to the floor

Now I get on my knees, kissing her stomach, licking and sucking on her hip piercings leaving more hickies, while I undo her jeans

Pulling her jeans down, I take off her shoes and get her jeans off

Moving my hand I touch her through her panties

And fuck, she was right

She's drenched

And I'm fucking proud

Her panties are cute but they're in my way

I keep kissing her lower, "You're panties are pretty baby but they need to come off. Now"

"Fuck", she whimpers, while I pull them down and off

I pull her leg up, over my shoulder and fucking hell, she's so fucking wet, it's all over her thigh and running down her legs

Running my tongue on her inner thighs, I lick everything off her

God she tastes so fucking good

When I'm done, I slowly lick up her pussy

I feel her tremble against me, a soft moan coming from her

I fucking love her little sounds she makes

They turn me on so much

And I love when she screams, when she loses it, when she gives me control of her body

It's fucking everything

Every lick, I move my tongue a little faster, press a little harder on her

She gets so fucking drenched, it running on my face

I love it so much

Her hand slides right into my hair, grabbing hard and holding on

I know she loves my hair like this

An undercut is her favorite haircut on me

And blonde, mint and black are her favorite colors on me

When I came to her apartment the first time I changed it to this, I saw the way she looked at me

And man, she fucked me good the whole night

I swirl my tongue faster, sliding it in and out of her pussy

"Yes Yoongi", she moans

She's close

I know her body so well

The next slide inside makes her shake and pull my hair hard as she cums on my tongue

Her pussy clenches my tongue inside her and it sends shivers down my spine

I fucking love it so much

Swallowing her cum, I moan from how good she tastes

I almost couldn't believe it when I ate her out for the first time

I couldn't believe she was that good

But she is and she's my favorite thing to eat

Her leg is shaking and she's sliding down the wall

"No baby", I say, straightening her leg she's standing on, "I'm not done with you yet"

"Fuck Yoongi"

"You know you want more baby girl"

"Yes fuck yes"

"Good girl"

Immediately I suck her clit into my mouth, playing with it

"Fuck!", she yells

I know her favorite spots and sucking on her clit makes her cum fast

Right before she orgasms, I stop

"Baby!"

I snicker, licking her clit slowly, listening to her moans

It's one of the best sounds in the world

Her laugh is the other

"Yoongi", she whimpers, her fingers tightening in my hair

I pull away again right before she explodes

"Yoongi no", she whines

"Aww you know I like playing with you"

"Yeah baby but I want it", she protests

"Yeah baby?"

"Yes Yoongi, please baby"

I can never say no to her

For anything

I'm so whipped for her

Licking her clit slowly, I feel it throb against my tongue

Fucking hell that gets me so fucking hard

Closing my mouth on her, I suck her clit fast and hard

Her hand instantly fists my hair, her hips snapping into my mouth

The next suck makes her shout, releasing in my mouth and I swallow it all

"Again baby, again. Please baby lick me again"

I comply, licking up and down her pussy quickly

"Fuck my face", I demand, moving my tongue faster

Her hips move faster into me while she breathes hard

God I fucking love this

"Yoongi, Yoongi!", she cries, coming again

Her whole body shakes, her leg starting to give out

Holding her up, I lick up all her cum, then put her leg down

Standing up slowly, I drag kisses all up her body

When I'm standing, I press my body into hers, licking and kissing her neck

I know she feels my hard on against her pussy and she knows what I want

Slowly I pull the string that's tying her bralette, undoing it

Peeling it from her body, I drop it on the floor, cupping her breasts in my hands

I feel her hands squeeze my upper arms hard, groaning loudly

I pull away and move to the couch in the room, laying on it

"Come and ride me. I wanna see all of my beautiful baby", I ask

She smiles softly and nods, coming over to me and climbing on my lap

She leans over kissing my lips and I fall into the kiss

I love getting lost in her

It's the best feeling to just feel her, feel how much she wants me too

It's addicting

Her hand slides between us, holding my cock up

She pulls away, smiles at me and kisses my cheek, then sits up

She moves me under her, sinking down on my cock

"Oh fuck jagi", I moan, feeling her tight pussy open just enough for me to get in

"Yoongi", she cries, her body shaking, hands gripping my arms so hard as she gets me all in, "You feel so good"

"Not as good as you baby girl"

My god she feels incredible

So tight, hugging my cock perfectly and pulsing around me

So fucking wet and so fucking nice and warm

I honestly could stay in her all day

We stay like that for a minute just feeling each other

It's like this every time

It's like we have to feel each other before we start moving

I love this part because I feel close to her and we both get pleasure from it

"Rrr ready baby?", she whispers

I nod

I'm so ready

She slides up, then comes down hard

"Fuck baby girl", I moan, feeling pleasure hit me hard

She moves up and down, every time going faster and harder

I can't

The pleasure is fucking astounding

I've never had sex this fucking amazing before

I can't tear my eyes off her

The way she moves is mesmerizing

He head tilted back, her eyes closed, biting her fucking lip again, her hip moving as she bounces, her hands tightly on my arms

I don't fucking need porn

I can just watch her and she's so much more hotter than any porn I could watch

And she mine

That's the best part

There's no fucking way I can look away

While she moves, I can't help but touch her

I run my hands slowly down her body, just feeling her skin, feeling her muscles move as she does, looking at her body littered with all the hickies I give her

God she looks so fucking good with all my marks on her

"My jagi's so pretty", I murmur

"Mmm", she moans

I run my hands up her back

I love how her small body feels against my hands

"So pretty, so fucking sexy"

I'm so fucking in love, it's crazy

I never thought I could love anyone this much

Sitting up, I run kisses all over her body, loving how soft she feels against my lips

She keeps moving while I latch onto her nipple, sucking

"Fuck Yoongi. I can't baby. You feel too good"

"Then cum for me baby. Let me feel you"

I switch to her other nipple, running my fingers up her back softly

She gets so tight on me and I'm waiting in excitement

I love feeling her orgasm

It's the most pleasurable thing I've ever felt

It's one of the reasons why I love sex with her so much

I get to feel her tight, wet pussy, while we fuck and then I get her orgasm

She gets to feel me and cum a lot

A win win

"Yoongi, baby", she cries, pressing her body close to me as she orgasms

She squeezes my cock so hard, clenching over and over again

"Good girl. Feels good baby?"

"Yyyy...yes Yoongi. You always feel so good for me", she praises

I try to be as good as I can for her, staying hard for her as long as I can, making sure I hit all the right spots for her

She's my baby, I want to please her

All the time, every time

When she finishes, I sit back and hold her hips

I bring her up my cock and slide her down, thrusting up into where I know her spot is when I bring her down

"Yoongi oh god!", she yells

"There baby?", I smirk

"Yes Yoongi. Again. Please baby again"

"Of course baby. I'll give you anything you want"

Moving her faster, I keep slamming up

And she screams with every slam, her hands squeezing my wrists so tightly

Her pussy is throbbing so fucking hard, making pleasure crash over me again and again

I love watching her breasts bounce hard, love watching how deep my cock goes that it pushes her stomach up with every thrust

She always takes me so deep and she actually loves it

It doesn't hurt her and I'm so glad

I never want to hurt her

I feel her getting ready and I move faster, pounding her spot

"Oh fuck Yoongi!", she cries, exploding again, releasing all over me, her body shaking in my hands

My eyes go down to us and I moan seeing her cream all over my cock

Her pretty pussy lips are sucking me back inside and more of her cum coats my cock when she moves back up

That alone can make me cum

But I push it back

She didn't cum as much as I want her to and I want more

When she finishes I ask, "Please fuck me jagi. Please"

She nods, immediately bouncing up and down my cock again

She slams down hard taking all of me in on her own

Goddamn she's so fucking sexy

She's breathing so hard, pleasure all over her face

Her body is glistening in sweat, her hair soaked with it

I sit up, running my tongue on her stomach, licking her sweat

"Tastes good baby", I smirk

"Oh my God Yoongi"

I lick her again, then lay back watching her

I move my hand to her clit and rub it in circles

He pussy instantly tightens on me

"Good girl. Throb harder baby. I know you can"

I keep playing with her clit and sure enough she pulsates harder, moaning loudly

"C'mon baby, I know you can be louder than that. I want to hear you scream when you cum"

I'm so fucked out right now, I don't care who hears us

She panting hard, her cunt holding my cock in a vice grip

"C'mon baby. Cmon", I urge her

I watch her thighs tremble and I increase the speed of my fingers

"Yoongi... Yoongi"

"Scream", I demand

"YOONGI! YOONGI!", she screams as loud as she can, coming

God seeing her whole body shake so hard because of the pleasure I'm giving her is amazing

Pleasure hits me hard as her pussy clamps down on my cock

I keep moving my fingers, giving her more pleasure

"Oh my God YOONGI!", she cries, orgasming again

"That's it baby girl. Keep coming baby girl. You're so pretty jagi. So beautiful", I praise her, pleasuring her

"Yoongi"

She cums for a third time in a row

I fucking love giving her multiple orgasms in a row

She doesn't get a break and she's in constant pleasure

"C'mon baby, you can do it again. I know you can"

She just screams loudly no words, her hands in her hair, exploding again

"There we go. Good girl, I knew you could do it. One more baby"

"Yoongi I...I can't..."

"Yes you can jagi. You've done it before. You can and you want it"

"I do Yoongi. I do"

"So gimme baby"

She slams down, my cock hitting her spot at the same time I rub her clit and she loses it screaming

Her back arches so much so that she starts falling back

She's in so much pleasure that she can't stop herself

I grab her immediately, fucking up into her

"I'm gonna cum baby"

"Yes. Yes. Yes", she cries

I move harder and faster in her, pleasure taking over

"Joanne, baby!", I scream, finally coming hard, filling her pussy with cum

She throbs hard on me, milking all the cum from my cock and it feels so fucking good

When I finish I relax on the couch, taking her with me

I don't want her to fall because of how exhausted she is

She lays on my chest and I push her sweaty hair from her face, kissing her forehead

She's breathing so hard and I'm a little nervous that she hasn't gotten her breath under control

"You ok jagi?"

She nods, "Tired"

I chuckle, "Did I actually tire you out this time?"

She lifts her head, looking at me, rolling her eyes

"That's only because we had to do everything in a short break baby. You know that if we had more time I'd tire you out and I'd still be ready to go more"

I laugh because it's true

"Yeah jagi, I know", I answer

"Good that you know", she smirks then lays her head back down

I run my fingers in her hair and take her hand, kissing her palm

I don't know what it is about her but I have to be touching her or I feel like I can't breathe

I never thought I'd be like this with anyone, but I like being this way with her

"You're so sweaty baby", she giggles

"Yeah baby. I'm always sweaty after we're together. You make me more sweaty than the hardest BTS choreography"

"I'll take that as a compliment", she says

"It is one", I reply

"Can we just stay like this for a little longer?"

Absolutely

I need a few minutes before I get up and go back to sword practicing

And I want to stay with her like this more

"Yeah jagi. We can"

She snuggles more into me and I just hold her

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I'm kneeling down with the sword, listening to the instructor as he tells me that I should do some cool poses for pictures during the dance

I nod

Joanne is back in her spot watching me and smiling

You'd think it'd be weird to have my girlfriend here watching

Like I'd be nervous or something but I'm not

It's better when she's here

I'm able to do all the moves right and then watch her smile at me and give me a thumbs up

I'm told that now we're gonna practice with music

Getting up, I go next to the instructor and the music for Daechwita starts playing

I'm whispering the words to myself, walking next to the instructor, sword against my shoulder

We do a few moves then he tells me something about moving my foot the right way

I'm so hot and sweating already

He has me practice the slice down with the sword a few times

The shutter of the camera is constantly going off as the camera man takes pictures

I keep going through the routine a few times, listening to the instructions that are called out to me

After awhile, we run through the whole choreography again with the music

After that, we stop

Putting the sword on the table, I move my fingers through my hair, getting it off my face

It's full of sweat and it's gross

I look over at her and she's already watching me, biting her lip

I smirk at her and her cheeks turn pink

I know she thinks I'm hot

I don't see it but as long as she thinks I am I'm good

I sit down and drink some water, then wave her over to me

She stands up and comes over

Grabbing her wrist, I pull her down next to me

"Watch the video with me?"

She nods, holding my hand tightly

I press the button on the tablet and the video starts playing of me practicing

"You're so good baby. You learned everything like right away", she praises as we watches

I smile loving the praise she gives me

"That is so hot", she says, pointing to the move where the sword is on my neck

"Yeah baby?"

"Oh yeah. So many ARMYS are going to be swooning"

"As long as you are, I'm good"

She snorts, "What do you think I was doing this whole time?"

"Yeah?", I ask, tucking her hair behind her ear

"Of course baby. You're very swoon worthy"

I laugh at how cute she is

When the video finishes, I sit back

It's good enough

Hopefully ARMYS will like it

"I'm gonna have to go do the outro, then I wanna practice more. Do you want to stay?"

"Yeah baby. I'll stay", she smiles

I pull her to me, kissing her softly

When I pull away, I notice the camera is still on us

"Don't put that in the Bangtan bomb", I joke

"Never. Not until you announced your relationship", the cameraman assures us

We both stand up and she kisses me on my cheek then goes back to where she was sitting

I quickly do the outro, thank the instructor and pick up my sword

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I finally decide to stop practicing after a few hours

I glance over to where she is

She's asleep

She using my bag as a pillow

I check my watch

10 pm

Shit it's late

I shouldn't have practiced so late

I have tomorrow to practice too

I should of paid attention to her too, noticed that she was getting tired

I go over to her and sit in front of her

I can't get over how beautiful she is

Seven months together and her beauty still astounds me everyday

Every time I look at her I can't believe she's real

And that she's mine

I got her

I'm the one she wanted

I thank whoever every single day that I have her

"Jagi", I call softly, rubbing her arm, "Jagi. Wake up baby. We're gonna go"

"Hmmm"

She opens her eyes slowly, lifting her head and looking at me

"What?"

"You feel asleep jagi."

She yawns, trying to sit up and I help her

"What uh what time is it?"

"Ten jagi"

"Oh. Aren't you tired baby?"

I smile

She's always worried about me

"A little jagi. I'm sorry I practiced for so long"

She shakes her head slowly, "No baby. It's ok. I know you have to practice baby. Don't worry about it"

"Thanks jagi"

"Am I driving you back to the dorm now?"

I was thinking about that

I don't want to be away from her

"Jo uh do you want to come stay over at the dorm for the rest of the week? I have to get up early to film the music video and if we're together it'll be easier"

Because I'm always busy or she has work, we don't spend the night together a lot

We've done it a few times and I want to do much more, but there's not that many opportunities

If I stay at her apartment, she has to wake up to let me out

If she stays at the dorm, she has to leave when I leave

"Oh. So you want me to say because it'll be easier to get where we're going?", she asks tiredly

Well that's one thing but it's not the main reason

"No jagi. I want you to come because I want to be with you. I love spending the night with you and this time it's perfect because we're getting up at the same time and going to the same place.", I explain

"So three days of sleeping with my boyfriend?", she smiles, "That will be a hell yes"

A huge smile burst on my face, "Ok jagi"

"I don't have anything though. No clothes or anything"

"I thought we could go to your apartment so you can get some stuff then go to the dorm"

"You just thought of everything", she teases

I smile shyly and nod

"Ok baby. Let's go"

I help her stand up, then grab my bag, putting the sword back in to it

I notice her yawning and leaning against the wall

She's still sleepy

"C'mon jagi", I say, going over to her

Bending down, I pick her up

"Yoongi!", she giggles, "What are you doing"

"My jagi's tired. I want to carry my baby girl"

"You don't have to baby"

"I want to so shush"

She giggles again

"Ok baby"

She puts her arms and legs around me, laying her head on my shoulder

As I walk to her car, I feel her giving me little kisses on my neck

God I love her

"I'll drive jagi", I say getting to the car

"Ok baby"

She hands me the keys as I put her down

We get in the car and I drive in the direction of her apartment

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I'm sweaty and exhausted by the time I sit down on the plane. I'm traveling by myself because my best friend had to cancel on me at the last minute. But, my little cousin is waiting for me in Cali. I say little, but she's 24. She just moved out there and she invited me to come visit. I've never been there and I'm a bit nervous. I'm daydreaming as I feel someone sit down next to me, taking the aisle seat. The man sitting next to me clears his throat and his voice sounds pleasant. I get a little shiver, but don't think much of it, as the opposite sex is the last thing on my mind at the moment.

I take my phone out and put it on airplane mode. Then I toss it back in my purse. I start shuffling through my carryone bag. I pull out some headphones and my book. I'm not sure what I feel like doing first for this flight from St. Louis to LAX. It's not the longest flight I've ever taken but it's long enough. I open my book and I read a few paragraphs.

"Ouch, geez..." I hear the man next to me say to himself softly.

I look up and I can tell someone with a large duffel bag crashed into his arm and didn't even say anything. The man shakes his head and closes his eyes. Rests his head on the back of the chair. Headphones are playing something I can hear faintly, but can't tell what it is. I dare to take a look at him. Curly long hair, beard, muscular arms, big hands. I notice for the first time that I can smell his cologne. I could smell it earlier and thought it was good, but didn't realize it was him. I feel a bit heated and then I let the feeling go and return to my book. When the second rude person of the day walks by, the man leans towards me and our shoulders bump.

"Christ, I'm sorry" he says. He looks irritated. The person in the aisle is just standing there. Their bag is swinging by the man's head and the person is oblivious. The man is leaning towards me to stay out of the line of fire.

"Hey, do you want me to move over so you can take this seat?" I say to him. Our eyes meet and I'm immediately drawn into his. They are dark like nothing I've ever seen before. When he responds, I take too long to answer. My face must show what I'm thinking cause he chuckles. It breaks me out of my haze.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" I ask, shaking my head.

He smiles, exposing perfect white teeth. Dimples poking out from his facial hair. Fuck me.

"What if that person shows up?" He says as he points to the empty window seat next to me.

"Oh! No, they won't. That was supposed to be my friend's seat but they couldn't make it."

I don't wait for him to respond. I just gather my stuff and hop into the seat. He follows suit.

"Ha! Much better" he chuckles

"Good" I say laughing in response

"Thanks!"

"Oh, no problem!" I respond with a smile.

"I'm Evan" he sticks out his hand. I shake it.

"Andi" I say, a spark of a realization I can't quite place.

I go back to reading my book. Well, pretending to at least. I sigh, trying to get my heart to stop racing.

"Whatcha reading?"

My head pops up. He's looking right at me with those eyes. "Uh, a book about a serial killer. I guess it's a series about the female detective. It's pretty good."

"That's fitting" he murmurs.

"Hmm?"

"Oh, nothing" the look on his face is a bit bemused. "So what's your story? Are you from LA?"

"Oh, no. Michigan actually.

"Oh, is your friend from St. Louis?"

"No, Indiana" we both laugh. "Well, she's from Michigan, lives in Indiana. I'm visiting my cousin who just got a job out in LA. My friend was going to go with me, but her husband got sick and she didn't want to just leave him with the kids. It was cheaper to fly out from St. Louis for some reason." I shrug.

"Ah, ok. That also answers my next question"

"Which is?" I answer sorta flirtatiously.

"If your friend was a boyfriend" he smirks.

"Nope. In between those right now" I laugh nervously.

He just nods approvingly. My face flushes. We stare into each other's eyes for a minute. He speaks again.

"You have really pretty eyes. I've never seen a blue/green color like that before."

Without thinking I respond "Ive never seen such dark, intense eyes before either....oh shit I'm sorry!" My hand goes to my forehead as I shake my head in embarrassment.

He laughs "No worries." He says it softly.

For the next two hours our conversation is non stop. The compliments are flying between us. Sparks seem to be too. We are flirty. He says sweet things. I touch his arm any chance I get. We laugh. We get close and it's not awkward. It almost feels comfortable. Only when the flight attendant shows up with the cart are we interrupted.

"What would you like?" He asks me.

"A diet pepsi sounds great" I reply

He very politely tells the flight attendant what I requested first. He gets a coke.

"Thanks" I say softly. He seems very kind. Soft-spoken. I feel a deep pang in my belly. Desire? Well, listen girlie. Get your panties in order. This is an airplane, not a hotel room. I sigh again.

He nods. A small smirk finding it's way to his full lips. They look soft. My eyes flit to them, then back up to his eyes. His stare not wavering from my face. I clear my throat.

"Excuse me for a minute" I say as I get up. I climb past his legs facing him. He extends one big, veiny hand to me to make sure I don't stumble. Just then, as if we were in some half-corny romcom, turbulence hits our plane. I do stumble. He catches me as best he can. I put my arms out to stop myself. And I end up with my face incredibly close to him. I get a hint of his scent again. That pang in my belly threatening me again.

"I'm so sorry" I say, righting myself.

"No worries at all." He's a bit breathless. My mind brushes it off. It's for my own sanity, really.

I make my way to the bathroom, find one that is vacant and go inside. Damn, these bathrooms seem to get smaller every time I fly, I think to myself as I lock the door. I do what I have to and wash my hands. I look at my face in the mirror. I think how plain Jane I am and wonder what the handsome guy sitting next to me is finding to flirt with. Maybe he's just being nice. I'll never see him again, I think. It's a nice way to spend my flight though. I sigh audibly and throw the paper towel in the trash.

I turn the lock and open the door and stop short. Evan is standing there. His hands are in his pockets. He looks a bit nervous. He looks over both shoulders, then looks at me and shrugs. I immediately grab one of his hands and gently pull him inside before he can be spotted. When inside he turns the lock to occupied. We are so close in this tiny space that his breath is moving my hair. Neither of us speak. He places his hands on my face. He leans in and I follow suit. He brushes his nose against mine and then softly plants a kiss on my lips. It's quick. He opens his eyes to look into mine for permission. I nod my head slightly, giving it. This time he leans in slowly. Our eyes still locked until we get so close. He pulls away and smiles. Then our lips meet. This time our mouths are slightly open. Enough to allow our tongues to caress each others. He deepens the kiss and my hands find the back of his head. I twirl my fingers into his curls lightly. My mouth leaves his to find his chin. I kiss his scratchy beard and make my way to his neck. I kiss up to his ear and I whisper "Evan, you smell good" he sighs.

"Andi, my mind is racing. I really don't know what's gotten into me. But, you can trust me. I have protection." He pulls out his wallet from his back pocket. Long fingers open the flaps and he retrieves a condom. I catch the words "ribbed" on it before it disappears from my sight. He seems like someone that would care about his partner's pleasure. But, of course I know nothing about him.

I start to unbutton his pants. I let them drop. He's standing there in his boxers. His pants at his ankles. How we are going to make this work in this tiny space doesn't even cross my mind because I'm distracted by his erection poking out through the slit in his underwear. I take it in my hands and start pumping softly. His eyes close. "Mmm, god yes"

I kiss his chest. He towers over me. His eyes flutter open. He stops my hand. When he speaks his voice is lusty, but also very sincere.

"Hun, I want you to know that you can stop me any time, ok. Don't hesitate. You say stop and we stop. There's no way you need to feel unsafe, do you understand?"

I nod my head quickly. "That goes both ways" I say to him, confidently. He nods. With that, he pulls his boxers down and starts putting on the condom. I push my leggings and panties down and release one foot. I look around looking for some leverage. The sink doesn't even have a ledge. I look at him as he puts his arms out.

"Jump up, sweetie" he says

I jump up and he turns me to the door. He gently places me against it. He looks me in the eyes giving me a look that says tell me the truth "Are you ready for me sweetie?"

"Yes." It's all I can muster

"I'm gonna go slow. Tell me if you need something from me, ok?" He starts pushing himself into me so slow. My head falls back against the door and I moan. It's more like a happy hum. He feels so good. He must feel it too, cause when he speaks next it's a breathy whisper. "All good honey?"

"Yes!" It's louder than intended.

"Good, but not too loud, sweetheart" he says it kindly.

He starts thrusting. My legs wrapped around his hips. The thrusts are gentle at first. But, when I'm not acting like I'm uncomfortable, they get more intense. "Go as hard as you need to, Evan. You won't hurt me." He moans and he starts thrusting hard. I return it with my own moan. The sounds we make against the door sound so loud. "Well, shit..." He curses. "Hold onto me tight baby" he pulls me away from the door and I wrap my arms around his neck. "Come closer" he adjusts me. He slides in deeper and my head snaps back "shhhh" in my ear. He starts moving my ass up and down with his strong arms. Standing in the middle of a tiny bathroom. His pants around his ankles. He's bending his knees and bouncing me up and down on his rock hard dick. I start trying to bounce to help him and soon we find the most delicious rhythm.

Our foreheads smash together. Our eyes screwed shut. We are both close, but we don't say anything. It's feels so fucking good, we just want it to happen. Suddenly his mouth finds my neck and a string of moans come out. Muffled into the crook. I feel his legs shake. He's coming down from his orgasm as mine hits. He carries me through, still bouncing me. He kisses me so my screams aren't heard. We are so sweaty in this confined space. Breathing hard. He releases me to the floor. He pulls me close to hold me for a minute.

"You ok, babygirl?"

"Yes, are you?"

"More than you know"

He throws the condom away. Our clean up is easy. He pulls his pants up and then helps me with mine. He straightens my hair into its place. Kisses the top of my head.

"I'll go out first" he whispers.

I wait a minute and then make my exit. I don't make eye contact with anybody. I sneak past him and sit down. He immediately takes my hand and laces our fingers. He give each other a quick kiss.

We sit there in bliss for a minute until we see someone approach us. It's a middle aged lady and she looks excited.

"Are you Evan Peters? My son loves you as Quicksilver. Can I get your autograph?"

Evan looks over at me and shrugs. He chuckles at the sight of my jaw hanging open.

“Well, listen girlie. Get your panties in order. This is an airplane, not a hotel room” epic

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The Life of the Morningstars - Chapter 9:

"Charlie!"

"Hey dad- oh!" She couldn't help the laugh that was squeezed out of her as her father hugged her.

Picking his big girl up while hugging her, Lucifer smiled up at her. She was so grown... "It's so good to see you."

Giggling down at him, she got back on her feet. He sure was stronger than he looked. When was the last time she had seen him use that strength? "It's good to see you too, dad. And welcome to The Hazbin Hotel." A proud smile graced Charlie's face as she showed him the nicely decorated lobby along with her group of friends. She was so grateful for all the work they had put into putting this together.

Before Lucifer could go explore, he was distracted by his precious little kitty coming to greet him. He couldn't resist showing her some love. "Hello Keekee. It's been a while since I last seen you. Oh! Razzle. Dazzle. Look how much you haven't grown. Still fun sized! Are you taking care of my wittle girl? You better be."

This? This was the King of Hell? This small, easily distracted, goofball? Alastor couldn't believe this. He expected much more from the all the rumors he heard about the royals. Suffice it to say, he was not impressed.

"Wow... this place looks- uh... uh huh..." Lucifer was having a hard time coming up with something nice to say about the hotel. It was worn down and interestingly decorated. But this was Charlie's space, and he didn't want to be rude. Not his style but it wasn't his house, so he wasn't gonna complain. "It's got a lot of character. Oh! What in the unholy hell is that?!"

"Just some of the renovations we had done. Adds a bit of color, don't you think?"

"And you are?"

"Alastor." Appearing behind the king, the radio demon was already amused by his reactions. The expressions he made; how quick he was to turn around when he appeared behind using his shadow. This was going to be fun. "Pleasure to be meeting you, sire, quite a pleasure. It's nice to finally put a face to the name. You are much shorter in real life."

Did this guy just shake his cane then wipe his hand off after? Lucifer made a mental note to ask Charlie about that later. Who was this Alastor guy anyways? Turning to Charlie for answers, he didn't get a chance to ask anything before the sinner continued.

"I am the host of the hotel. You might have heard of me from my radio broadcast."

God. Everything about this guy screamed overconfident alpha! Honestly, he had heard about the broadcast. Him and Charlie stumbled upon it once when she still lived with him and decided they liked it well enough to have it play as background noise to make the palace feel less empty. But against his better judgement, his instincts had him lashing out. "Nope! I guess that's why Charlie called it the Hazbin Hotel, ah ha-ha."

"Hahaha, it was actually my idea."

"Haha! Well, it's not very clever!"

"Haha! Fuck you."

"Okay!" Stepping in, the princess separated the two before things could escalate. When was the last time she had seen her dad like that? It didn't make- oh no. "Uh... Alastor. Are you wearing any scent patches?"

"Hm? No. Should I be?"

"Charlie, it's okay. Scents don't usually bother me much. If you guys are fine with his scent being out it's not a big deal." Lucifer knew that his own scent could be overpowering, especially since it had soured over the years, so he made sure to wear them to the hotel. Slowly let the people there get used to his scent instead of hitting them all at once with it. He learned his lesson from last time.

"Oh. O-Okay. If you're sure. Just let me know if any scents bother you and we can see about how to adjust you to them."

"Sounds good, kiddo." This was honestly going better then he thought it would. Aside from that bastard alpha. Though... it was kind of fun being able to spat with someone like that. Because of his second gender and status as King of Hell, most people either coddled him or feared him. It was a nice change of pace. Not to mention how nice he smells- oh fuck. No. Nononono!

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It's Time to Say Goodbye

(Maxwell Beaumont x OC) in a Choices The Royal Romance/Perfect Match crossover drabble * taken from my TRR/PM/RCD series, And Then I Met You*

Thirty Kisses in Thirty Days Challenge with the prompt: a kiss goodbye

May 2023 Choices Monthly Challenge: last goodbye | weddings | crying

Rating G for angsty fluff

A/N I know. I could have done a romantic story or two about a happy couple kissing each other goodbye on the way to work or something. But I feel angsty today 😂 Anyone who has read this series knows my OC had to watch Maxwell, the man she believed was the love of her life, marry someone else in the first chapter. Though the series continues happily for her with a new love, I thought I should go back to that first chapter and show how that wedding ended. It's a cold, rainy day here in my neck of the woods thanks to a tropical storm blowing through. The mood is set. I'm in my favorite worn out yoga pants and completely comfortable in my heated recliner. Time to get angsty 🤣

@hopelessromantic1352 @twinkleallnight @tessa-liam @kingliam2019 @krsnlove @choicesficwriterscreations @choiceschallenge-may2023 @jerzwriter @harleybeaumont

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St Orella's Ballroom...

Amanda sat alone once more at the bridal party's table. She watched as all her friends and invited guests danced and celebrated Maxwell and Nadia united in matrimony. Laughter and conversations were a distant hum in the background of the music.

She'd always loved this part of a party. At balls and such, she would escape in the midst of it to watch from a distance. It was as if she was an outsider, looking in at a world she'd always been a part of yet at the same time wasn't. It gave her time to reflect back on the people she'd met and her own interactions with them.

Right now, she wasn't thinking about the numerous wedding guests. She was trying to figure herself out.

Amanda didn't really know what she wanted anymore. She knew what was expected of her as a duchess of Cordonia, but it wasn't enough. She supposed that was why she gave in to her late uncle's urges and wrote her first novel. To her surprise, it became a best seller.

Though that new part of her life was exciting, she wanted more. Perhaps not fame, but something different from the life she was leading. More of what exactly she wasn't necessarily sure, and yet the desire was there making her feel restless for some needed changes. She loved her life, her friends, but surely this wasn't all she was destined for...was it?

Her attention settled once more on Maxwell. Olivia was probably right. She should have told him that she was in love with him instead of waiting to see if he might feel the same and actually do something about it. At least then she wouldn't be left feeling so depressed over what might have been.

I could have been depressed over him still choosing to be with Nadia Park.

Outside, she appeared to be the thrilled, delighted to be hosting his wedding, best friend. Inside, she was left with thoughts of what life might have looked like if she had told him.

Given how quickly Maxwell fell in love and proposed to New York's famed artist, Amanda assumed he would have done the same with her if he had felt anything for her. He was impulsive yet always knew what was right for himself. Marriage to the love of his life wasn't even something to hesitate a single thought over.

She admired him for that. While she was left second guessing over everything she did in life, he never once looked back or worried over his decisions.

She sighed then finished off her champagne. One of her servants set a fresh glass down. Amanda wondered if she should drink her sadness away.

"Hey!" Maxwell bounded over to her, leaping over a few chairs in the process. "What are you doing sitting over here by yourself?"

Unable to stop herself from smiling whenever he was near, Amanda shrugged. "Just my usual."

"Uh uh. Nope. Not on my watch." He took both her hands and pulled her out of her chair. "It's my wedding reception!"

"No!" Amanda playfully gasped. "You got married?!"

"I know right?" His grin popped up again. "Come on. We need to dance."

"Wait!" Amanda struggled as he pulled her onto the dancefloor. "Max! I don't have my shoes on."

"So what? When has that ever stopped us before." He bent over and slipped his shoes off. "Now neither of us have shoes on."

She burst out laughing as he did a few slides across the dance floor. He smiled at her and held his hand out.

"Come on. You know I can't let this night end without a dance with you."

Amanda's heart ached. He was always saying something endearing like that. She knew he meant it which hurt even more. He just didn't mean it the way she'd always hoped he would.

She took his hand, twirling in his arms, and settled for this being her only chance to be near him one last time.

Though she knew they would dance together in the future, nothing would come close to this being the ultimate nail in the coffin where she kept her feelings buried.

In this moment, she allowed herself one last daydream of it being their wedding reception. Instead of the pink gown Nadia had made for her as Maxwell's best woman, she could pretend that it was a white dress. She could imagine that he would pull her close to his body, whisper how happy she'd made him, and then how much he was looking forward to their life together. There would have been the playful flirting and innuendos of what would happen once they left.

Everything that she'd once hoped would happen would have to be imagined right now, within the length of this one song.

And then it had to be forgotten forever.

She couldn't live the rest of her life secretly longing for a happily married man. And like she told Olivia, surely somewhere in this world there was a man who was her own perfect match. Though Maxwell seemed to be him, he sadly never saw her as anything other than a friend.

Please let there be someone who will see me as a desirable woman, she pleaded to the heavens. Just one man. That's all I ask. That he sees me, truly sees me, and falls madly in love with me.

Someone who can make me realize that love is more than what I feel for Maxwell.

"You are way too serious right now." Maxwell muttered near her ear.

"Sorry!" She automatically replied.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She forced a smile. "I suppose I feel a little melancholy."

"Why?" He gently shook her. "It's the happiest day of my life!"

She somehow kept her smile firmly in place. "I know. I suppose I am wishing my own happily ever after would come along."

"It will!" He squeezed her hand. "You are way too special to be single forever."

"You think so?"

"I know it." He winked at her. "Trust me. Some guy is going to come along, see you, and sweep you off your feet just like you deserve."

"I hope so." Her smile softened. "And I am thrilled you found someone truly worthy of you to love."

"Nadia's the best, isn't she?" His blue eyes found his bride.

When he caught her eye, he blew her a kiss.

Amanda nodded. "Yes, Nadia really is the best."

She meant it. If she had to lose the love of her life, at least it was to a woman who truly adored Maxwell as he deserved.

Still though...

It was killing her.

"Your grace?" Her butler, Hudson, tapped her shoulder. "Forgive me for interrupting, but the car is here."

"Thank you." Amanda looked up at Maxwell. "That's your cue, Groom."

"Honeymoon time?" He asked, his face lighting up once again.

She nodded, smiling once more. "You better grab your bride and get out of here."

He squeezed her in a tight hug then set off across the dance floor to do just that with Nadia.

"Wait!" Amanda snatched up his shoes and chased after him. "You forgot something!"

Maxwell chuckled as he took them from her. "I guess I do need those, huh?"

"They might come in handy." She teased.

"Or footy." He grinned when she groaned with an eye roll.

"I'll have everyone outside ready to send you off." Amanda promised. "Go get changed."

"Right!" He hurried off once more, stole Nadia away from her friend, Damien, and dashed upstairs.

Once the wedding guests were lined up along the main entrance to St Orella, Hudson opened the door for newly wedded couple.

The pair had nothing but smiles shining as they stopped here and there to hug and kiss loved ones. Good natured jokes and well wishes were shouted out making Maxwell and Nadia laugh as they hurried on towards the waiting town car.

Amanda stood close to it. She clutched the jacket her butler had given her earlier closer around her bare shoulders. It wasn't really cold outside, yet she felt chilled from what was about to happen. Tears were already threatening to spill out as she watched them. When they got to her, Nadia embraced her in a tight hug.

"Thank you so much for hosting our wedding! You made my dream a reality."

Amanda could only nod, hugging her back.

Nadia slipped into the car leaving Maxwell as the last to speak to her.

His excited smile softened as he looked at the woman he'd been friends with his entire life fight back her tears.

He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her.

Amanda closed her eyes, breathing in his splash of cologne, and never wanted to be let go.

"How will I ever be able to thank you for this?" He whispered. "You went above and beyond to make this day special for me."

She laughed while shaking her head, tears spilling down her cheeks.

"You don't have to worry about that." She managed to say.

Amanda knew she needed to say a joke of some sort if they were to ever part.

"You helped keep me upright every time I was clumsy. Hosting your wedding seemed like the right form of pay back."

He laughed, kissing her cheek.

"I can live with that." He told her smiling.

"Me too." She pressed a tender kiss to his cheek.

"Bye, I'll see you soon." He told her on his way into the car.

"Goodbye." She mumbled.

Amanda stood there alone. She watched the car until it disappeared in the darkness. Her head dropped as more tears fell.

After all these years of loving Maxwell Beaumont, it was finally time for the next chapter of her life to begin.

#thirty kisses in thirty days #choices trr #and then i met you #maxwell beaumont x nadia park #maxwell x oc #the royal romance #choices perfect match #choices maxwell beaumont #choices challenge may 2023

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The future holds something greater (3/4)

I gripped the straps of my bag, shoulders hunched as I inched closer to my first day of high school. The months spent before my exams weren't spent well, as I was mostly going through some volleyball withdrawals. I felt a pressure on my side, and looked to my brother, who had a knowing smile on his face. I shook my head, a small smile, almost matching his. "You nervous?" I shrugged. "I guess. I mean, for me, it's just high school. It's not like I get to be in the volleyball club." I said that part of me that still loved the sport wilting a bit. "Well, you could always come help our manager? I mean, she's doing great as is, but you could come join her, since technically, it's not playing volleyball." Daichi reasoned. I shook my head. "You aren't wrong" I responded. "I'll think about it, for sure, but it says I'm in class 3" taking a deep breath, waving to my brother, separating from him.

"No problem, this isn't too bad. Mom didn't seem too disappointed with my class." I thought, absentmindedly thumbing through pages. "That means hypothetically, if I keep doing well in my classes. there's a boy in my face, a huge smile on his face. "Hey there!" I raised my hand in a confused wave. He sat in the chair behind me and leaned forward. "You mind if I sit next to you?" the boy asked, same smile still chilling on this face, almost seeming as though it was ingrained into his face. "Nope, I don't mind. Feel free to, actually." I said, a small smile of my own making an appearance. I looked back down at my book, thinking I'd get some quiet before class started. Heh. Surrounded by friends... My teammates made me feel this same way." I said, as my thoughts wandered back to Sawaki. She'd be a second year about now. And Yuzuki. She said she'd be going somewhere entirely different, since her family was planning on moving to Tokyo. "Hey, do you like volleyball?" My thoughts were a thing of the past as the boy's full attention was on me. "Uh... yeah. I love volleyball. I miss playing it, honestly." A whole summer was practically torture, actually. The boy tilted his head curiously. "What do you mean, you miss it? Can't you just go back to playing?" I shook my head. "It's not important. Do you play?" I asked, hopefully redirecting his line of questioning a little bit. It seemed like that was the right call, since his entire being seemed almost electrocuted with the mere mention of volleyball. "Yup! I'm gonna join the volleyball club, actually! Should be right up my alley." He said. his knee bouncing under the desk. He leaned back in his chair, the smile turning into something of a smirk. "This year, I'm gonna be the libero." My heart jumped with the name of the position I so dearly missed. "Libero?" I asked. "Yeah, it's like the-" "Defensive specialist on a volleyball team." I said, in unison with the boy, who I just noticed had a blond patch of hair in the front. "How'd I miss that?" "I was the libero on my team last year." His eyes practically lit up. He stared into my eyes, and I stared into his, trying not to burst into laughter. "Did we just become best friends?" He asked. And the laugh barrier broke. I put my head down on my desk, shoulders shaking, as I tried to keep my volume down, nodding when I finally got control of myself. "Yes. But I feel like best friends should know each other's names." I stuck my fist out. "I'm Sorami Sawamura." I introduced, smiling as the boy bumped his fist against my outstretched one. "Yu Nishinoya." He replied. "Something tells me I'm not going to get much quiet anymore..." I thought, as the bell rang.

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Hey All! You can expect the next chapter on Saturday, February 24th. Hope you enjoyed, and don't be shy, leave a comment!

#haikyuu #haikyuu x oc #eventual romance #Daichi's sister OC #canon compliant

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Spin the Bottle

Word Count: 1,039

TW: Underage drinking and kissing, slight misgendering as Zane hadn't come out yet and Yashira refers to them and Atticus as "her boys".

I was working on OC Kiss 2024 when I realized this didn't quite fit the prompt, so I decided to finish it and post it here. Takes place when Yashira was in high school (so ~8 years ago).

Yashira leans against the wall as she sips at the cup of vodka someone had offered her. This party was turning out to be kind of lame, and she almost envies Atticus for skipping it to hang out with Zane instead. She wishes she’d done the same. She considers leaving and doing just that, maybe after sobering up a little since alcohol was a trigger for Zane, but then Rose bounds up to her.

“Shira! Come join us!”

Yashira pulls her arm back. “Join us in what?”

“Spin the bottle.”

She considers going with her initial though of just leaving, but the idea of kissing leading to getting laid makes her second guess that decision. “I guess I could do one round.”

Rose cheers as she leads her over to a circle of people sitting around an empty bottle of alcohol (she isn’t knowledgeable enough yet to tell what kind given the lack of label). “Got one more.”

She can’t help but feel a little resentful when the boys around her cheer, likely expecting an easy lay if they get her. Then again, she’d been thinking about the exact same thing just moments before so can she really judge them all that harshly?

She takes a seat between Rose and a guy she vaguely recognizes as being in the grade below her but can’t remember his name.

At first the game proceeds normally, but after a couple spins and even more alcohol, the kisses start getting more intense. Then it happens.

Yashira reaches out to spin the bottle, looking bored as it spins past the boys to land on… Rose.

Somehow that was the first same sex kiss that had come up, and Yashira’s only mildly surprised that it would happen to her. “Well. Uh…”

Rose shrugs despite the cheering around them. “You can spin again if you like.”

“Nooo,” someone slurs. “No one else got a respin.” This naturally leads into people cheering “Kiss her. Kiss her.”

Yashira shrugs. “I guess I can try anything once.” She crawls closer to Rose. “If you’re okay with it, I mean.” She knew Rose was an out lesbian, but she wasn’t sure how the other girl would feel about being used as an experiment.

“Shira, baby, you’re too hot to say no to.”

Yasihra laughs. “Fair enough.”

She cups Rose’s neck and pulls her closer, ignoring the drunken cheers that erupt around her as she kisses her.

To her surprise, the kiss isn’t as unpleasant as she would’ve imagined. It was warm and dry (unlike some of the guys she’d kissed) and Rose’s lips were softer than anyone she’d ever kissed before. It was… interesting.

She feels Rose’s tongue trail along her lower lip and opens her mouth, eager for more. She can’t remember the last time kissing a guy had felt this good. If it ever had. Did this make her a lesbian?

She eventually pulls away when the need to breathe gets too great. Rose beams at her. “Now, I get to say I’ve kissed the hottest girl at school,” she jokes.

Yashira laughs. “That’s not as big of an honor as you seem to think it is.” She’d kissed a lot of boys before, after all.

“Ah, but how many girls can say they’ve had the honor?”

Yashira tilts her head. “Fair enough.”

A few minutes later, Rose gets up to get more to drink and Yashira follows her. “Sooo… about that kiss before.”

Rose grabs a beer from the fridge. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I might’ve gotten a little carried away. I just… you’re so-”

Yashira interrupts her, “I wasn’t uncomfortable. I actually, uh,” she looks around anxiously. “It was… nice. I was… I was kinda wondering if you’d like to do it again.”

Rose blinks. “Excuse a what now?”

“Would you like to do it again?” Yashira asks, now feeling self-conscious.

Rose continues to stare. “I’m dreaming, right?”

Yashira reaches out to pinch her, chuckling when Rose yelps. “Nope.”

“Then hell yes.” Yashira would later find out that Rose had had a crush on her since the moment Atticus introduced them.

“Are you sure it’s okay though? This… I’m not sure I’m gay. I just-”

“Want to experiment?” Rose finishes for her. Yashira nods. “Yeah. I… I normally wouldn’t be, but it’s you. And we’re friends. I think?”

“Of course.” She wasn’t as close to Rose as she was to Atticus and Zane, but there were very few people she liked as much as she liked as much as her boys.

“Then yeah. It’s cool.”

“Cool.”

Yashira grabs Rose’s wrist and leads her up to one of the empty rooms around the house where the party was being held. “So I don’t know how lesbian sex works, so I’d rather just stick to making out.”

Rose chuckles. If she can tell Yashira is nervous, she doesn’t comment. “Fine by me.”

Yashira nods. “Right.”

Rose settles on the bed and pats the space beside her. “Come sit.” Yashira obeys. “You were so confident about kissing me earlier,” she teases.

Yashira snorts. “Earlier I wasn’t questioning my sexuality.”

“I imagine it’s not much different from kissing a boy,” Rose comments. “Just with more boobs.”

Rose nestles up against Yashira, putting an arm around her waist as they lay down. “Just relax. I’d say pretend you’re kissing a boy, but that might defeat the purpose.”

Before Yashira has a chance to answer, Rose leans in and kisses her again, immediately working to deepen the kiss, which Yashira allows.

At first, it continues to have that weird feeling that she’d gotten earlier, but as time goes by, it becomes easier. After a couple kisses, it becomes clear what part of the problem is. She’s never been the submissive in a role before, and she’s not about to start now.

She hooks a leg over Rose’s and flips them so she’s on top. Rose gasps, bucking against her in her surprise. “S-sorry,” Rose stammers. “I-you-that… fuck, that was hot.”

Yashira chuckles. “It’s fine. No sex, but everything else is fine.”

Rose nods. “Right. Yes. Good. More kissing?”

“Yes, please.”

Rose entwines her fingers in Yashira’s hair, tugging her down back to her level and kissing her once more.

#Yashira #oc writing #writing

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shippingsince20015 · 1 year

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Buddie in the Disney-verse

"That's How You Know", a Disney song about love and how you show it.

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I based this on the video above, but changed some of the pronouns in correlation to the person I put singing the line, as well as how I want the message to be sung. I will be making a part two for this, maybe not right away but it will be on my story board.

Please enjoy!

The grocery store was somewhat packed, on Wednesday night, not that Buck minded much. He was shopping for dinner that night, he would be spending it with Eddie, although Chris wasn’t coming. He probably canceled at the last minute or something, so it would just be them too.

"Hey! Psst, hello?" Buck glanced to his side.

"My bad, need me to get something, or…?"

"Ah no! I wanted to read your fortune!" The girl in front of him smiles.

"My fortune?"

"Yep! Or more, like, reading your string!"

"Uh," Buck really couldn't find it in himself to actually care. "Sure."

She grabs his right hand, and begins rubbing his pinkie. Humming every 3 seconds, Buck didn’t know whether or not to be weirded out.

“So… you see, my bad, read anything?”

"Your crush is mutual, and with a little push, he'd make his move to prove it too you soon! Isn't that exciting?"

This time Buck did laugh. Eddie Diaz? Master of hidden emotions and meanings? Asking him out? Utter fantasy. And he must have said it out loud, because the girl backed up a few spaces.

"Are you, do you really think that?" She huffs. Why were they speaking again?

"Well, if I said that, wouldn't I?" He walks off.

The girl frowns.

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"All right Bobby, I'm off!" Eddie shouts. He had just finished his speedy after-work-shower, obviously excited for his plan tonight.

"Alright Edmundo thank you for coming in today. Tell Buck we said hi!" The captain shouts. Eddie flashes a grin at the captain’s back, before continuing to his car.

Yes, yes, he knows he is acting like some high schooler, excited to talk to his crush and whatever. And yes, he knows that at this rate, Buck would probably notice his feelings before he finished his speech tonight. But all of that doesn't matter when he could stay by his side!

… Now he feels old…

Abuelita Favorita

[Hola Edmundo, can you do me a favor?]

[Sure, whats up?]

[Mind running to Bruno's flower

shop real quick to grab those cute

flower hats?]

[It's for Bingo night.]

Eddie holds back a laugh. This reminds him of a meme Buck shared with him…

[Ofc I dont mind]

He turns at the red light instead of continuing straight. He pulls in the appropriate parking lot minutes later, rushing a bit so he could head home faster.

“Hello? Bruno?” He doesn’t get an answer, but it is fine, he knows what he is looking for.

“Hi!” A girl shouts. Eddie whirls around, swearing under his breath.

“Sorry, I didn't see you there. Are you a new worker or…?”

“Nope! I just realized you need help! So I am here to help!”

“Help? With what?” He walks around her to grab the ten pack flower hats. When he turns around again, she is still there.

“Confessing your love!” Eddie pales.

“And why would I need help? I’m like, 90% sure they already know anyway. Confessing isn’t even that hard!”

“Ah, but that's the thing,they don’t.”After zig-zagging through the aisle to distract her, he finally gives up, and faces her once more. Where is that Bruno?

“Uhm, no, they don’t. He is smart like that.”

“How do you know he knows then?” Evelyn asks.

“Because, well, it's obvious?”

“It never is obvious.” She sighs. She grabs his basket, and guides Eddie towards the front desk of the flower shop.

“Ah, can I help you?” Bruno asks. He finally walks up to the front, and brightens when he recognizes him. “Edmundo!”

“Hey! So-” Eddie starts, trying to push Evelyn away. (Start!)

“How does he know, you love him?” She sings. “How does he know, he’s yours?”

“Wait wait wait.” Eddie laughs. He could not believe she was singing right now.

“How does he know that you love him? How do you show him you love him?” Bruno joins in. Did he just pull out a drum from under him?

“How does he know that you really, really, truly love him? How does he know that you love him? How do you show him you love him? How does he know that you really, really, truly love him?” Evelyn and Bruno sing harmonically. Then Bruno, who is like, 70, jumps onto the counter, and continues the beat.

“Guys, what? Is this some rehearsal? Am I dreaming? We aren’t in a Disney movie, you know.”

“Shhh, relax.” Evelyn says. She gently takes the basket from his hands, and guides him to the suddenly open space in the store. “And listen.”

“It’s not enough to take the one you love for granted.” Bruno sings. “You must remind him or he’ll be inclined to say~”

“‘How do I know he loves me? How do I know he’s mine?’” Evelyn prances past him, holding a new basket.

“Buck.. knows though?” Eddie stutters. Both people turn to look at him, making him doubt his own thoughts.

“Well, do you leave a little note to tell him he is on his mind? Send him yellow flowers when the sky is gray?” A bouquet of Sunflowers were pushed into his face, making it hard for him to see.

“No, but,-” He was hushed with “tsk tsk”s from Bruno, while Evelyn continued.

“You’ll find a new way to show him! A little bit everyday! Cause that's how he’ll know, that's how he’ll know he is your love.”

“Here is a pen, amigo. You should write it right away!” Bruno hands him one, and gestures to Evelyn. “And those flowers definitely give off the innocent love type! How about this, these’ll be in the house, and your Abuelita’s flowers will only come out to 15$. How's that?” Eddie blanches, finished writing a (rather straightforward) note.

“No no it's fine I-”

“It’s wonderful! He will be back to see if all this was successful! Which, trust me, it will be!” She takes the note from Eddie’s grasps, and attaches it to the flowers. “Please, dear friends, send this to the man who needs to see!” A few birds, a mixture between pigeons and crows, take the bouquet from her, and start to fly.

“How do they know which way to go?” Eddie calls out. He just finished paying for his grandmother’s stuff, and placed it in a bag.

“Magic, of course.” Eddie just sighed in exasperation. “Now let's go!”

“Bye you two! And good luck!” Bruno waves.

The two of them head out to his car, and the moment Eddie places the bag down, Evelyn tugs at him again. He barely managed to close and lock his car before they were entering a park.

“You got to show him you need him, don't treat him like a mind reader!” A man sings. He twirls his date around, before pulling them close. “ Each day do something to lead him to believe you love him!”

“That’s right! Everybody wants to live happily ever after!” She gestures towards the church, where a newly wed couple exits. “Everybody wants to know their true love is true!”

“ How do you know he loves you?” The bride sings. “How do you know he's yours?”

“Well do you take her out dancing just so you can hold her close?” The two are surrounded by a group of dancers, all swaying to seemingly the same song. A pair on the right lean gracefully into the other’s space, presenting three tickets to a formal family event. Evelyn thanks them, and passes them to Eddie, who examines them. “Dedicate a song with words meant just for her, ooo? You’ll find your own way to tell him, with the little things you’ll do!”

“And that’s how he’ll know!” The crowd joins. “That’s how he’ll know! He’s your love~”

“So if I do all these things, will he finally understand?” The two of them collapse on a park bench a couple of paces down from the crowd.

“Yep! It’s clear to me he is more of a verbal affirmation type. Maybe touch is his love language, or verbal assurance. Something like that.”

“Wait, you are speaking as if you met him?”

“Anyway,” She continued.``That’s how he’ll know you love him!” Eddie narrowed his eyes at the obvious transition. “That’s how he’ll know its true!”

“Because they’ll wear your favorite color just so they could match your eyes!” A little girl blushes. Her, also young, date kneels in front of her, holding a ring pop out like a wedding ring. “Plan a private picnic by the fire’s glow, oh!”

“Their hearts will be yours forever! And Something everyday will show! Cause that’s how you know! That's how you know!” The crowd chants. Evelyn turns to Eddie expectantly. “That's how you know! That's how you know! That's how you know! That's how you know!”

“… he’s your love.” Eddie finally finishes. He barely managed to roll his eyes at her antics before she dragged him back towards the crowd, in the direction of his vehicle.

“That's how they’ll know that you love them!” The little girl and boy sing.

“That's how you show her you love her!” The dancing couple adds twirling for good measure.

“You’ve got to show her you need her!” The bride smiles at the love of her life.

“Don’t treat her like a mind reader!”The man sings.

“That’s how he knows that you love him, that’s how you know that you love him!” Eddie joins. It was plain to see how he finally understood the whole message of this wonderful song. Evelyn couldn’t be more proud.

“It’s not enough to take the one you love for granted!”

Eddie jumps into his car, slamming his door shut. To say he was motivated was an understatement. He felt as if his nerves were on fire, driving was almost painful because of it.

“Good luck!”

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