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Incorrect quotes#667 You had to bail them
The brothers got arrested in the human world...thats it...really
Mam*in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You’re supposed to say I have ‘the right to remain silent’”! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!
Luci*in the cell next to them* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity
Mc: Sorry it took me so long to bail you all out of jail*After You had to bail the brothers out...with the help of your...sugar daddy best friend Dia help*
Mam: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police
#obey me#obey me!#obey me mc#obey me x mc#obey me x gn!mc#obey me x reader#obey me x gn!reader#obey me! mc#obey me brothers#lucifer x reader#mammon x reader#leviathan x reader#satan x reader#asmodeus x reader#beelzebub x reader#belphegor x reader#diavolo x reader#dia is your sugar daddy and you know it#obey me incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes
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Written In The Photos - Social Media Series
decided to take a little break from writing (I will still be writing after this, don’t worry!) but I didn’t want to leave you guys without content so I present the Written In The Photos series. each driver/player has a song and their post is inspired by said song :) I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed making it <3 // special thank you to my bestie @themandaloriansdiaries for all her help with song choices and all the cracked out convos we had to put it together.
Carlos Sainz Jr - Smooth Operator by Sade
late nights, jet leg and messed up sleep schedules lead to words spoken which would normally be kept to themselves.
Jack Grealish - Hot Girl Summer by Meg Thee Stallion
party after party, Jack seems to be spotted with the same girl over and over again.
Lewis Hamilton - Loveeeeeee Song by Rihanna and Future
he’s sick and tired of seeing you in private, he wants the world to know you’re his.
Sergio Ramos - Way 2 Sexy by Drake
working for a footballer isn’t easy, it’s even harder when everyone thinks you’re dating. ( footballer x pr manager)
Max Verstappen - Can We Still Friends by Tyler, The Creator
even the best of the friends can have falling outs, especially when you’re on opposites side of the track. (teammate/rival!reader)
Andy Robertson - I’m Still In Love With You by Sean Paul ft. Sasha and Jeremy Harding
so many years apart and you’re still in love with the same guy you’ve always been in love with.
Lance Stroll - Stuck With You by Ariana Grande
every relationship goes sour, except for the one you had with a certain brown eyed boy.
Pato O’Ward - Sunday Candy by Nico Segal
snapshots of love and life with the love of your life.
Jude Bellingham - P Power by Gunna ft Drake
young and in love, you two find yourselves making headlines more often than not.
Sebastian Vettel - Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado and Timberland
can’t keep his hands off you and can’t keep the flirty comments away. (redbull seb)
Kylian Mbappe - Hotel Room Service by Pitbull
secrets unravel when you’re caught together in spain.
Jenson Button - Money by Cardi B
diamonds are a girl’s best friend after all (sugar daddy!jenson)
Ruben Dias - Golden Hour by JVKE
you supported him through it all, it only made sense you were the one there in the end.
George Russell - London Boy by Taylor Swift
grey weather is a bit of a downer, unless you have someone by your side.
Bukayo Saka - Star Boy by The Weeknd
proud, proud, proud; you showed everyone just how proud you really were.
Mick Schumacher - Dark Red by Steve Lacy
he only has eyes for one girl and it’s the one girl he wasn’t supposed to be looking at. (vettel!reader)
Neymar Jr - Tití Me Preguntó by Bad Bunny
he promised to change, you were stupid enough to believe him but people never really change do they?
Lando Norris - Young, Dumb and Broke by Khalid
regret makes people do crazy things.
John Stones - I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston
your husband winning the treble calls for celebration and you two finally get the night out you deserve.
Esteban Ocon - Sure Thing by Miguel
attached at the hip; the sunshine to his rain. you were everything to him.
Erling Haaland - Sunday Mornings by Maroon 5
sunday mornings were a bit of a tradition for you, everyone notices when the pattern changes.
Pierre Gasly - Creepin’ by The Weeknd
loyalty runs both ways, until it doesn’t anymore but nothing ever really changes, does it?
Virgil Van Dijk - Let ‘Em Know by Bryson Tiller
some things never change, no matter how much you try.
Fernando Alonso - I’m Still Standing by Elton John
looking up and looking down, it never felt so right.
Jordan Henderson - If I Ain’t Got You by Alicia Keys
with your 10th anniversary around the corner, you both get a bit in your feels.
Charles Leclerc - A Sunday Kind Of Love by Etta James
races, weddings and races again; sundays hold a special place in his heart.
Trent Alexander Arnold - One Kiss by Dua Lipa
all it took was one kiss and the floodgates were opened.
Daniel Ricciardo - Woo by Rihanna
monaco is good to those who are good to it, especially those who win. every winner deserves a prize worthy of a king.
Christian Pulisic - Unforgettable by French Montana and Swae Lee
the star player and the ex girlfriend of his closest teammate are spotted together; you’re too unforgettable.
Kostas Tsimikas - Boyfriend by Ariana Grande and Social House
you were his until you weren't, but then you were again. the two of you tangled in the sheets and in a web of confusion; were you or were you not?
#written in the photos social media series#f1 instagram au#f1 social media au#football instagram au#football social media au
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One missing piece- chapter three- Comfortable already
Warnings: Suggestive, mentions of sweet Lacho loving
‘Buenos dias querida’
You smiled as you read the morning greeting from Lalo it was the start of the first week of being a nanny for the Salamancas. You were nervous about it but settled in the way Lalo and Ignacio made you feel right at home the night before. And not to mention their eagerness to hire you at the end of the night.
“Any luck on the job search?” A voice asked from the doorway of your bedroom your uncle Mike stood there wiping his hands clean. You looked up from your phone and nod your head.
“Yeah, I found a nanny job for a family that doesn’t live too far from here” you replied grabbing your hairbrush.
“That’s great I made some breakfast you tell me all about it” Immediately you felt your tummy rumble as you brushed your hair. Then thoughts went to the dinner you had last night.
Lalo is such a good cook.
You spilt the details about your new job at the dining room table Mike was happy to hear about it but then the names of your new employers left your lips causing him to wince.
“Are you okay?” you asked cutting up your pancake Mike looks at you with a nod.
“Coffee is a little bitter this morning” he responds, and it only made you more confused.
Pushing it aside you carried on with the day ahead.
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Leah was driving you up the wall with this ‘hot dads’ talk really pushing it on your innocence. She would always make jabs at your lack of knowledge on men and relationships in general.
“I forgot to tell you that Mark is coming over this weekend too. He’s practically dying to see you” she gasped causing you to roll your eyes in despair. Mark is her boyfriend’s best friend who would constantly ask you out on dates and follow you around like some lovesick puppy.
To put it honestly, he wasn’t your type of guy.
“Sounds great” you simply say and Leah giggles in excitement.
“Are you picking out an outfit for this weekend?” she asks and by good timing you were actually in the local shopping mall doing just that.
“Yeah, stuck on what to wear you have better fashion sense then me” you mused running your hand through the material on a beautiful dress before huffing at the price tag.
“Everything is so expensive these days” you hummed and Leah giggles again.
“What?” You asked in curiosity
“Well, you could get your two boyfriends to buy it for you” she suggests playfully.
“Leah how many times do I have to go through this?” you question looking at some more amazing clothes.
“I know I know” she laughs “they are your employers not your sugar daddies”
“Exactly”
“Let me know on the best clubs and bars in Albuquerque, okay?" she hushes.
“Um I don’t know-” before you could answer back, she ends the call making you sigh.
There was a sudden ping, and a message flashed up on screen.
‘Swing by around six Angel’ - Ignacio
You smile and typed a response.
‘See you then’
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That time came around curing your growing boredom as you meet the driver of the Salamanca family a man by the name of Krazy Eight.
Lalo does come up with some weird nicknames that’s for sure.
He drove you straight to their home walking through the door you take off your jacket then was quickly greeted little Marco who was happy to see you. “How was school?” you asked, and he gave you the cutest smile and told you everything.
Lalo walked downstairs buttoning up his cufflinks and smoothing his hair back with a grin.
“Hey querida” he greeted with a strong hug his cologne hitting your senses.
“You be good for Y/n you hear me” he told Marco who nodded his head.
“I’m sure he would do just that” you smile then Ignacio entered the hallway giving you hug.
‘They are really affectionate towards me’ you couldn’t help but think.
Ignacio gave his husband a kiss and then looked at you “Hope he’s not going be too much trouble” he says taking a hold of Marco’s hand.
“I’m sure he’s going to be an angel” you smile, and Lalo looks at you with another grin.
“Like you” he purrs causing you to blush and avert your gaze to Marco.
“I hope you both enjoy your date” you sweetly add.
“We forgot to tell you we might come home late” Lalo mentions looking back to his husband.
“Oh, that’s fine I can always make my way back home” you say.
“There’s no need how about you stay?” Lalo asks charmingly then Marco tugs on your sleave at the offer.
Normally you would feel awkward about staying the night at someone's home after such little time of getting to know them. But they did hire you as a ‘live in nanny’ and it was your duty to do so.
Plus, they made you feel so comfortable already
“Um sure I just need some clothes to sleep in-”
“Oh, don’t worry about that angel we got you covered” Ignacio answers.
“That’s great” you reply.
“We best get going querida Marco will show you your room” Lalo tells you before opening the front door Ignacio followed him out.
“Okay have a good night”
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Following Marco upstairs, he showed you to your bedroom as soon as he opened the door you gasped in surprise.
Never have you seen a more beautifully decorated room.
Lay over the king-sized bed was an angelica white canopy and the plushest matching bed covers. In front of the bed was a massive tv and on the other wall was an old-fashioned makeup table (like what movie stars would have in their dressing room). You walked over to it and saw pile of neatly folded clothes you pick them up to realise there was an oversized t shirt (that smelt like Lalo’s) and a pair of boxers. A note fell from the table, so you picked it up and read it.
‘We hope you love your new room querida you will expect the best from living with us.
PS we didn’t know what size you were so our clothes would do for now.
Best wishes I & L
You smiled at the letter and also wondered why they would give their time to have your bedroom decorated so elegantly.
“Can we play a game now?” Marco asks
“Sure, you pick buddy” you told him making him smile in pure joy and of course he led you straight to his toy trains.
The night went as you bonded more with him helping him with homework to which he huffed at but lightened up to the promise of more games afterwards.
At the end of it all you read him his favourite story which happened to be Peter Pan and Marco told you how funny it is hearing his father Lalo to read. He would ‘speak in funny voices’ and explain how ‘unfair it was to captain Hook’.
Oh, you could imagine.
When Marco fell asleep you decided to get settled in your bedroom taking a nice hot shower in the equally lavish bathroom attached to it. As you got changed you heard a noise (like a shuffle) outside your room and wondered what it could have been opening the door slowly the sound was much clearer.
It was Ignacio and Lalo they appeared to be kissing wildly against the wall. Strong arms wrapped around one another in a lustful embrace as they groaned in each other's mouths.
Not wanting to be seen by the pair you slowly shut the door and went to bed laying down. Only come to realise by the sound slight bang of the door shutting.
Their bedroom was next door to yours.
You cursed softly from noticing you had left your phone downstairs and you needed to retrieve it to send a promised message to Leah.
Tiptoeing out your room you already heard all sorts of sounds coming from their room.
Moaning groaning of aching pleasure.
Getting past it you sighed under your breath heading downstairs.
Unable to have heard the loud of groan of your name falling from both of the men's lips.
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Updates.
I dropped off the face of the planet, I’m well aware and so I’m posting this now so it’s out of the way and taken care of.
The past 2 month so have been...well. It’s been something but meeting and hosting my beloved @iwriteficsandtragedies at my own home has made it all worthwhile.
I paused Patreon because of the things that I had going on (thank you for the messages, I really did/do appreciate them) and I wasn’t in a good mindset. But I guess I’m back now and in that time, I’ve done some writing. I’ve also taken some of the feedback on board and now each update will include a banner so that you know it’s a fic and something to read as opposed to just my shit posting.
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Hi hi!
I just wanted to stop by and show my appreciation for the Bakugou with a chronic illness reader. I have diabetes and it was sooo well written. Thank you so much for bringing attention to the fact that diabetes is so much more than "you can't eat sugar". There are so many factors that go into it and how it affects people. I loved how accurate everything was. Love love your work but that one definitely hit home for me. Hope you're having a great weekend!
Btw my three tear old niece calls it "daddy-betes" and if that isn't the cutest shit ever. I refuse to call it diabetes now. Daddy-betes forever.
omg I don’t know how I missed this message yesterday so I’m sorry for the late response but!!!!! thank you so much for sending me this, you have no idea how much it means to me!!!! there’s so little representation for diabetes in fandoms, especially when it’s not just a reference or ‘joke’ to eating sugar, so I’m glad I wrote what I did!!!!
and omg that’s SO CUTEEEEE!!!! my sister calls it “dia-bae-tees” because I misspelled it when I first diagnosed lol I love how we all have our own unique names!!! thanks so much for sending this in again 🥰💗💗💗
#this made me tear up reading it I can’t even lie#it’s just so nice to know that there are other people like me existing in these same spaces#this really made my night tysm <3#—another happy customer! 🍭#counter fav cookiesandmilksx
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Ikevamp - Romantic Rivalry Part 2 - Napoleon
Seriouslyyyyyyyyyy, this man drives me crazy!!!!!!!!
I'm so excited after reading just the premium that I'll write my comments about this event story now hhahaha.
I'll try to do the sweet end too. If I manage to unlock it, I'll update this post later.
Edit: I finished sweet today. Fuck yeah :)
You know those story events you needed but you were not aware of it? THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED TO ME TODAY!
How on earth I have never thought how cool it would be to participate in a couple contest with Napoleon? PLSSS, THIS SHOULD BE FUCKING CANON!!!!!!!!!
Our sugar daddy Comte entered MC and Napoleon in a couple contest. Apparently, these contests are kinda trendy in Paris now.
Obviously, MC was excited to test their affinity in a couple contest. And Napoleon, as the perfect ikemen he is, said he'd gladly join if that's what his girlfriend wanted. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
So, before the contest day, MC asked for the residents's help because she had no idea what they'll have to do. Sebastian then decided to test MC and Napoleon for the big day. OMG that was so much funnnnnn.
The game was simple: you had to write on a paper what your partner would answer. If both write the same answer, they score a point.
And Sebastian called Theo and Vincent to challenge MC and Napoleon hahahahaha. You already know who won, right? LMAO
MC and Napoleon lost and Sebastian decided to punish the losing team. They'd have to do Sebastian's grocery shopping.
So MC and Napoleon went to town to buy whatever Sebastian needed. And then again, Napoleon showed why it's impossible to not love him.
MC was supposed to wait for him while he went somewhere to solve something. But she thought she should just go ahead and buy all the products. When Napoleon saw her carrying all those bags, he immediately told her she should have waited for him and he took all the bags so she wouldn't have to carry heavy stuff. WHAT A GENTLEMAN😍
I don't know how much time passed, but it was the day of the contest and MC and Napoleon were already waiting for the organizers to call their names. While they were waiting their turn, MC said she was nervous and then she mentioned that Japanese 'method' of drawing the kanji for 'person' in your hand. When you do that and then 'eat' the kanji, that supposedly would help you feel less anxious.
When she was drawing the kanji in her hand, Napoleon 'ate' the kanji for her. But the way he did it was so fucking sexy. Please. He even licked MC's hand HAHAHA. I would have had a hard time focusing on the contest after that LOL
So, it was their turn and the contest game was simple, but not easy imo. The men would be blindfolded and then the ladies would have to touch their shoulders, all in the same way. The goal was to guess right which of the ladies was their girlfriend.
Napoleon, as cocky as always, looked at MC and said she didn't have to worry cuz he was sure he'd find her. And he was not lying hahaha. He got it right quickly, and as all the other men couldn't guess as fast as him, they won. YAYYY. I KNEW MY NAPOLEON COULD DO IT <3
PREMIUM
After the contest, they were heading to the mansion. They started talking inside the carriage and MC said she wanted to thank him somehow for what he did today. She was so happy and proud he got it right. Then, Napoleon asked for a reward. A kiss. He pointed to his cheeks, but you know how clever he is.
When MC was going to kiss his cheek, he turned his face to obviously get a kiss on his lips. I KNEW HE WAS GOING TO DO THAT HAHAHA. AFTER LOVING THIS MF FOR YEARS I GUESS I LEARNED ONE THING OR TWO ABOUT HIM XD
Then, they got home to have lots of fun, but to know what happened, you need to buy the epilogue. Unfortunately, I didn't read all the juicy content cuz I'm saving dias for the election =/. I hope there is a rerun of this event so I can get another chance of buying this one.
But, tbh, I loved this story event with Napoleon. I usually like most of his story events, but this particular one was so much fun! It just gave me so many ideas of other couple contests they could join.
And Napoleon's personality is so fucking wholesome. Every time I play his event stories I get super happy cuz it's more content with my man, but, at the same time, I get frustrated that I don't have more Napoleon's routes to read hahahahha.
Thankfully, his bday is coming and I'll buy his set to read more exclusive stories. I would also love if cybird release another CD drama. I miss his voice so fucking much.
SWEET
After Napoleon said MC's name, he immediately took off the blindfold. He was happy to confirm he got it right. But the organizers of the contest didn't want him to take off the blindfold so soon. But as he guessed super fast, they were not prepared for a situation like this one.
So they decided to give MC and Napoleon a prize as well for winning the game. But I suppose the biggest prize was for someone else who followed all the rules.
The next thing we see is Napoleon and MC chatting in his room at the mansion. MC was thrilled he got it right. She was so proud of him and so happy that he knows her so well. He asked if she would be able find him too. MC said she would recognize his hands for sure.
On the next day, they were in town again. MC was waiting for Napoleon. He was on one of his errands. While she was waiting for him, some people recognized her from the couple contest and started to congratulate her for their performance.
Suddenly, she sees a bunch of women surrounding Napoleon. He sees annoyed with the situation but says nothing. When he notices MC from afar, he calls her name and runs toward her.
He grabs her hand and they start running to get away from those girls.
MC asked how he knew she was in that exact location. He said he just wished she was there. When he looked again, there she was.
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Mini HC’s for terms of endearment (Beel, Belphie, Diavolo, Barbatros, Solomon, Simeon) Part 2
BEEL: (Ps: I automatically think of the twins with the M/C together so fair warning)
Baby, Lovely, Cupcake, Sugar, Pumpkin, Little one, Pretty girl
Okay tbh, At first I didn't think Beel would be the type to be using terms of endearments. I feel like he likes saying your name the most. I think for him thats more intimate than any other way of calling you but when he finds out you like the terms and feel sad that Beel and Belphie don’t call you any term he would definitely pick it up. I think a lot of them would involve food in someway that he associates with you.
So Cupcake, Sugar, Pumpkin, are some of his favourites and definitely the ones he uses in public. I think Pumpkin is his favourite since I definitely think the size difference between you and Beel (which would be there regardless of how tall you are since he is a giant), as nervous as it makes him, he also really loves it. It makes him want to make you feel like small and cute and taken care of and pumpkin is the best way to do it.
Baby, Lovely and Little one are ones he uses to pacify you or coax you. I think when I see the r/s between Beel, you and Belphie, Beel is the gentle care taker in a way and so I can definitely see him using these two as softer ways to make you feel okay. You have to stop fussing at him when he is helping you out or carrying “Baby please, all this moving is making it hard to carry you and I don't want to drop you” or “M/C, lovely please can you look at me little one.”
Little one and Pretty girl is also definitely the go to for the bedroom for Beel. I definitely think he is a passionate and almost hungry lover and so its like soft whispers where he tells you how beautiful you are before he is pounding away into you. “Ahhh pretty girl, you don’t know what you do to me” or “M/C, little one please can I taste you now?”
Overall fluffy as fuck and tooo cute.
BELPHIE:
Pretty, Baby, Lovely, Y/N-Chan/Kun, Y/N-ie
Honestly Belphie also isn't one for the nicknames unless its tease you relentlessly. If Beel is the protective sweetie who kind of coddles you, then Belphie is the grumpy, overly possessive dom and doesn’t feel bad that you want him calling you terms of endearments. He doesn't coddle you, he kind of teases you the most and definitely bullies you a little. To do so he feels like its best to use your name but he also likes to make it cuter so I think Y/N-Chan or Y/N-ie.
For example “Aaaah Y/N chan you're so tiny how do you reach anything around here” or “Awww look at Y/Nie she looks like a little child, well if you act like one then I'm going to treat you like one” or “Y/N chan where are you going? no you know you're supposed to be my pillow”
I think the rest of the names are mainly for the bedroom. He is teasing you, dragging along your release and not letting you have your relief and he coos names like Pretty, Pretty little thing, Baby and Lovely. “Come now pretty baby, don't be a brat and let me taste you” or “Aaaah stop that fussing baby, let Beel and me make you feel soo good.”
Overall, very much a bullying thing but in a cute way.
DIAVOLO:
Sweetheart, Darling, My Heart, Beloved, My Sweet, Little miss, Little one, Princess, Pumpkin, Baby, Pretty girl, Lovely, Treasure
Another man with a size kink as well as a 98% daddy kink, he never ends up calling you by your name unless you’re in trouble. I feel like Dia has two ways of calling you. One is the sophisticated or like classic loving terms which are meant more for the public. Especially since he is a prince and he needs to keep up appearances he needs to use terms that are appropriate.
Sweetheart, Darling, My Heart and Beloved are in those. Tbh even these are pretty intimate but calling you anything else really isn't in his repertoire and so if anyone does say its inappropriate they can deal with him. He would just glare at the person and then whisk you away. But yeah things like “Sweetheart, what would you like? don't be shy about your requests” or “Aah there you are my heart, why don't you accompany me to the balcony for some fresh air?”
Then the next set of names are definitely ones that feed into his daddy kink and his size kink. They are all about making sure you feel like you are taken care off and feel kinda little. So these are My Sweet, Little miss, Little one, Princess, Pumpkin and Little girl. Its a very tender cute and endearing thing for him when he calls you any of these and you giggle.
One of my favourite images or ideas with Diavolo is him coming home after a long long day where he hasn’t seen you for more than 24 hours. He is so grumpy that even Barbatros can’t handle him and so he stomps to his office fully intent on sulking the entire day but then you come into view, setting up tea and biscuits and his face just lights up as he practically shouts, “Pumpkin!! There you are Oh, you wont believe how much I've missed you little one.” He will settle himself in his chair dragging you into his lap. He would want to be sat in the most intimate way possible and so he would make you straddle him, kissing over your entire face making you giggle and then he would lean back and ask “So how was your day little miss? Tell me all about it”
Its just sooo domestic and sweet and I just like the way it shows both your care about each other mutually.
Another image I love is M/C coming up and trying to scare Dia and him just going along with it. Like you are trying to scare him in his room and so you sneak up behind him. He already knows you are there, but he plays along since he likes seeing you behave so mischievously and so you would pop up behind him yelling out ‘BOO’ and grabbing his waist in an attempt to scare him and he’ll fall onto the couch in ‘shock’ grabbing you along with him, “Aaah!! My sweet how could you betray your prince in such a way, such treason by scaring me huh baby?
And the last ones are the ones he uses in the bedroom. Honestly he uses all of the above only but in addition he would use Pretty girl, Lovely, Treasure. These are super possessive and Dia gives of the image of someone who is into that so yeah.
Overall super sweet but also super possessive.
BARBATROS:
Little miss, Dear, Darling, Honey, Sweetie, Sweetheart
Again, another dom man among these guys. He also has a daddy kink in my opinion since he likes to take care of people, but I don’t think he is the type to use a lot of nicknames except for the very classic ones like My dear, Darling, Honey, Sweetie and Sweetheart.
I think its obvious given that he is all about being proper and etiquette so he obviously would not use these in public. Even in public there is a certain level of caution he keeps. I feel like for him the sweetest thing he can use is your actual name. But there are certain scenarios in which i van see him use them.
You're cooking with Barb and you need to grab something of the top shelf but you cant reach so you ask Barbatros, “Aaah of course my dear whatever you need,” he would press himself against your back making sure you can feel his warmth as he does so making you brush brightly and whine at Barb’s teasing. He chuckles into your ear as he teases you, “Why sweetheart you truly are the most sensitive little thing, I haven't done a thing and you're already whining”
Another scenario I can see him using it in is, its been a long day for both of you and you are waiting for him so you pounce onto him the minute he arrives and he goes “Ahhh there is my little miss? but easy now sweetie I'm not going anywhere”
Overall super sweet super daddy-sih I feel like but in a sophisticated manner.
SOLOMON:
Babe, Baby, My lucky (little) charm, Y/N-ie, My love
Honestly again another man who doesn't use terms of endearments a lot, not because he doesn't care, its just to him the sweetest thing he can call you is your name.
On the rare occasions he does call you its either the normal Babe and Baby. These are like normal day to day things he calls you. “Babe pass the little gold nickels, I think they go into this potion”... “You think babe? Im not handing it to you until you know for sure”.
He loves you every day but on days he feels particularly romantic or overly sweet he will call you know Y/N-ie. It just feels cute and small. The scenario I have in my head is like on a rainy day. For once you guys don't have any work. He is sitting on his bed, no shirt and legs crossed book in hand as he mutters the words. His eyes glaze over though and your little hands take his attention. Your head rests on his chest, one leg thrown over his. His own hand resting on the curve of your waist, gently running his hands over his skin lightly squeezing. You’re humming a song as you trail his pact marks, fascinated. Your eyes are big like a little child full of wonder and complete adoration. Solomon can’t remember the last time he felt so loved as he throws his book to the side. You look at him in question but he wraps his arms around you and pulls you onto him you giggling at the ticklish feeling as he nuzzles the top of your head, “Y/n-ie baby I love you you know that right?” “I know–” “No, I mean I am completely and utterly in love with you... I adore you my lucky little charm” “I love you too Solomon.”
Lastly he uses My love in the bedroom. Regardless of wether he is being a hard or a soft dom that night. He always uses My love. He loves the intimacy that comes with that term.
Overall super romantic and cutesy but with in the right moments and not overused.
SIMEON:
My Little lamb, Sweetie, My Sweet, Lovely, Darling Y/N, Little Thing
You already know he is one of the cutest and most romantic of the boys in Obey Me. His favourite one to call you is Little lamb. It will always be his favourite. At first you think it isn't unique since he calls all the humans little lamb but then eventually he explains to you that thats why he calls you My little lamb. Its his way of being possessive. and honestly for him thats as hard dom as he is getting.
The other terms are for in public like Sweetie, My Sweet, Lovely. These are his public ones and they make all the other boys so jealous cause he makes them sound so sweet.
The two other special ones for him are Darling Y/N and Little thing. Darling Y/N is the ones he uses whenever he is declaring his love for you in any way. Little thing is the ones he uses to coax you to do what you have to do. Or he uses it to pacify you when you want your way and cant get it. Something like “Y/N, Little thing, please stop with the foot stomping or I swear to Michael I will tie you this bed.”
Overall his is pretty straightforward.
I’m so sorry this got so late. I had meant to finish it. I broke my wrist and then hurt my fingers and also my classes started so I've been in too much pain and exhaustion hahahaha.
Anywho next one is the next part to compliments with Beel and Belphie together. The problem I am having is that its become too long but i don't want to break it into two parts. what should i do since its sooooo long?
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You’re An Asshole, Javier Peña {Ch. 6}
Summary: You and Javier try to strike up a balance after the events of the party have left you both feeling out of sorts. Javier surprises you with lots of stuff and things, because words always seem to fail him. He takes you on a date(?!) and the tables turn as you try to take control in the bedroom.
Word Count: 8.2k (fuck, my bad.)
Warnings: Really, really soft!Javier, Javier’s love language is gift giving (?!), general teasing, a bit of angst, lots of fluff, FEELSFEELSFEELSWTF, dominance/switch energy, mention of a daddy kink, brat taming, BDSM with a crop and a paddle. (Probably other shit. Sorry it’s long winded. I got a little lost in it.)
You woke to the ethereal slender fingers of sunlight stretching through the curtains. Javi’s bedroom always had a warm, yellow cast in the morning that was comforting as you succumbed to wakefulness. You felt the prying heat of Javier’s legs tangled between yours, the tops of his feet tucked beneath your toes in a closeness that is often taken for granted. But not for you. This man, who held the fury of Mars in his pocket, was soft and yielding with you. You traced your foot up his calf and smiled as you felt the bristling tickle of his mustache against your shoulder. He said nothing, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you tight against his chest. He continued sprinkling kisses over your neck as you locked your fingers with his and tucked his hand between your breasts, hugging it like a child would a teddy bear.
“Buenos dias, querida.” He finally cooed, his voice lacking in inflection and a bit scratchy from sleep. You turned to him, eyes darting over his drowsy face. He looked back at you through languid half-lids, his hair mussed wildly as if he had slept with his head in a cardboard box. The morning light crept through the slit in the curtains and dashed over his face in a slim, golden streak, revealing the 5 o’clock shadow on his cheeks that had grown during sleep. You liked this Javi. The softness of his chiseled features as the grip of slumber slowly released him and morning eased him into consciousness.
You studied him, the curve of his nose that you loved so much, the way his eyes pinched into almonds as he squinted and pulled his face from the intrusive tear of sunlight. “Good morning, mi amor.” You whispered after much consideration, loving the way he admired you in turn. He blinked at you for another second before reaching behind him for a cigarette on the bedside table, lighting it mindlessly. He sat up, leaning against the headboard, a deep inhale pulling against the filter. You realized in this moment that you were both still stark naked from the night before. Your eyes jumped over his naturally tanned skin, admiring the uneven ripples of his stomach as he lay slumped against the headboard. Your mind got lost when your gaze swept over that dark patch of curls between his legs, his cock only partially flaccid.
Without hesitation, you rolled your naked body onto his, feeling his dark pubic hair titillating the lips of your pussy. He watched you, cigarette hanging idly off his bottom lip, a long clump of ash threatening to fall and singe his chest. His own eyes had been drifting intently over your bare body, the cigarette in his mouth all but forgotten. You took it between your fingers, careful not to jostle it and disturb the orange glow of ash at the end. You placed it gently in the ashtray and rolled your hips down, rubbing against his shaft in a lazy, teasing movement. He groaned as his hands slid up your thighs. You could feel him swelling beneath you and his fingers curled, nails digging faint crescent-moons into your flesh.
His cock, laying somewhat limp only seconds ago, was now erect like a rocket and ready to jettison into you. You sat up on your knees, prepared to take him down to the hilt when he pulled his lips to your chest, kissing you sweetly. “As much as I would love to do this right now, querida,” he kissed you again, his facial hair scratching the top of your breasts in the best way, “We have a lot to do today. I’ll be up to my nuts in reports over that fucking party last night.” You threw him a playful pout, your bottom lip drooping over your chin as you relaxed yourself down in his lap, disappointed. A faint smirk donned his visage and he took your lip between his teeth, nibbling softly before ghosting them over your chin and sealing the action with a kiss. He popped your ass with both hands. “Up, princesa.” He demanded, his voice stern but kind. You whined, flopping onto the bed, your hair falling listlessly over the pillow and across your face. He brushed a strand from your eyes and looked over your naked form one more time before forcing himself out of bed.
You watched him pull on a pair of jeans from the dresser drawer. “I’m going to make some coffee.” He stated plainly, as he arched himself into his pants and buttoned them. You sighed, knowing he was right about the work you had ahead of you today. The party last night had proven to be what anyone would consider a success. The pertinent bad guys either dead or in custody. You couldn’t ask for much better as far as a job well done. But that irksome memory was etched painfully in your mind. Javier taking that bullet. Those few moments you had existed alone in a world where you believed him to be dead. You gulped, the sides of your throat seizing up at the recollection.
You rolled out of bed, rummaging through Javier’s dresser, and pulling out a t-shirt. You slipped it over your head, acknowledging the mess throughout the room from the chaos of last night. Walking into the bathroom, you took a brush to your hair. You scrutinized the clothes strewn about the floor. Your dress pooled in a wilted blue puddle at your feet, tattered and lifeless. The sequins glittered beneath the stale bathroom light as if to mock you. Javi’s white dress shirt was flung not far from it. The articles of clothing resembled that of a tired battlefield, wounded and unresponsive.
Javier whistled softly from the kitchen, some undiscernible tune, and you were immediately yanked from your somber thoughts. He sounded happy. And despite what happened last night, the trauma and the uncertainty of where this so-called relationship was headed, you supposed you were happy too.
As Javier managed his way through making a pot of joe, you took it upon yourself to tidy things up a bit. You started in the bedroom, gathering your belongings, and cramming them back into your duffle bag. You needed something to wear if you were to go into the office today. Javier would have to bring you home on his way into the station. You figured it was probably best that you weren’t seen walking in together anyways.
You made your way back into the bathroom, scooping up the ruined clothes from the floor. You walked into the kitchen just in time to see Javier reaching into the cabinet for a couple of coffee mugs. You loved when he walked around shirtless, the muscles in his back rippling as he stretched upwards. You bit your bottom lip, your fingers squeezing the clothes in your hand as you watched him. He turned to see you and you did your best to make it seem as though you had not been creeping on him from the hallway. He eyed you with suspicion, the corner of his lips curling slightly. “Coffee?” He asked you simply, and you nodded, kneading your fingers tighter into the white fabric of Javi’s dress shirt.
“I’m sorry about your nice shirt.” You said, your tone apologetic and kind. Javier filled a plain ceramic mug with coffee and handed it to you. You knew better than to ask for cream or sugar. If you drank coffee in this house, it was black or not at all. You blew on the surface and watched as he poured a cup for himself. “Eh. It was Steve’s shirt anyways.” He said into his cup, his mustached lip crested over the edge of the mug as he took a generous swig, unphased by the heat of the beverage as it crashed into his mouth.
You opened the trash can, tossing his (well, Steve’s) shirt and your blue dress inside and closing the lid. Javi watched you closely, a strange expression stitching his features. He hated your dress got ruined and seemed to grieve over it as much as you did. You leaned against the fridge, sipping your coffee, and looked over at Javier who stood with his hip against the counter.
“You do know everyone saw me kiss you last night.” He blurted before taking another sip, the words spilling from his lips as though he could contain them no longer. Your eyes shot up, unsure of how to respond. He raised an eyebrow in your direction, and you stared down into your coffee, the steam heating your face in damp wisps. You hadn’t given it any thought at the time. You were tied to a chair. Javier, risen from the dead, cut you free and took you into his arms. Kissing him only felt like the most natural thing to do in that moment. The idea that everyone at the station was present to witness it didn’t really come into your mind.
You weren’t sure how you felt about everyone at the station knowing about this thing you and Javier had together. You also weren’t sure how Javier felt about it either. His words made it evident that he had given it a great deal more thought than you had. There was a heavy silence and you had no idea how to respond. Javier finished his cup of coffee, placing the mug on the counter and walking over to you. He kissed you on the forehead. “I’m going to take a shower.” And that was it. He walked out of the kitchen. He didn’t wait for you to say anything. He just...went to take a shower? Ok.
You spent the rest of the morning getting ready without another word exchanged between you. Javier dropped you off at your apartment so you could get your personal things sorted and you told him you would drive into the station separate.
When you arrived, Javier was at his desk, typing diligently at his typewriter, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. You sat down and proceeded to work through your own reporting, trying your best to recall everything that happened from your perspective. Every so often, you would glance up at Javier, who was mulling over the keys, either deep in thought or on the phone. He didn’t seem angry with you. He didn’t even seem distant. Just preoccupied. So, you thought nothing of it and continued on about your day as usual.
Around noon, you were called into a debrief with the chief. You stood, Javier’s eyes following you momentarily before carrying on with his work. There was something about this dynamic you had with him. The way you felt with him behind closed doors and how very different it was when you were at work. It was both infuriating and exhilarating all at the same time.
When you walked into Stechner’s office and closed the door, he motioned for you to have a seat. “Y/L/N, first off, I want to congratulate you on a job well done yesterday.” You nodded, but he continued speaking before you had a chance to express your gratitude. “But we need to talk about you and Agent Peña.” Your face ran hot. “W-what do you—” Your tongue tripped over itself as you tried to formulate your words. But Stechner silenced you with his hand in the air. “Look, don’t bullshit a bullshitter, alright?” He rubbed his chin, the sound of the stubble scratching against his palm loud enough to hear from across the room. “Y/L/N. Let me give you some advice. I don’t care if you sleep with your coworkers. Do what you want. But you might be careful with that one. That’s all I’m saying.” The fact that he was trying to tell you what to do with your personal life was a bit presumptuous and frankly, it pissed you off. It took everything in your power to not scowl at the man and hurl a shoe at his balding head. “Thanks, Chief. But I’m a big girl. I can make my own decisions.” You spun on your heels and took your leave without so much as another word.
You had half a mind to tell Javier what had just transpired, but when you turned the corner you found that he was not sitting at his desk. You looked over at Steve and he shrugged at you lackadaisically. “He said he was leaving for the day. I figured you’d know.” He went back to clicking away at his typewriter. Your brow furrowed, more than a little upset that you honestly didn’t know. Perhaps Stechner was right. Maybe Javier just wasn’t the right person for you to be involving yourself with, after all. You walked over to your desk, scratching the back of your head as you considered it all. Feeling a bit defeated, you sat downcand there, under your typewriter, was a folded piece of paper with your first initial scribbled on the front.
“Go to my apartment after work.”
A key was taped to the bottom. Your jaw dropped. He gave you a key to his apartment? It was such a small gesture. But for a man like Javier, who didn’t really like to share himself with anyone, especially his home, you were floored. Your lips tingled into a smile as you bit your bottom lip. You chuckled to yourself.
Now the question remained, where was he off to for the rest of the day?
You spent the remaining part of the afternoon speculating over Javi’s whereabouts. The day finally dragged to a close, and you were eager to leave, as the suspense had been building in you for hours. You grabbed your keys, and Javi’s key, smiling again as your fingers brushed over its metallic surface, and blazed out the door to your car.
You arrived at Javi’s place a little after 6, jimmying the key in the lock and opening the door to find the place completely empty. He asked you to come over after work and yet, he wasn’t here to meet you? His coffee cup from that morning still sat on the kitchen counter. You walked into the bedroom, and on the bed was a large, flat box. A beige ribbon was tied around it and a note sat patiently waiting to be read.
“Querida. I’ll be home soon. Be ready by 8.”
Be ready? He told you to come over, not that you were going somewhere. Be ready for what? You pulled on the satin ribbon, the bow falling apart beneath your fingers. You lifted the lid of the box and you immediately teared up. It was a blue dress. Not identical to the one that had been destroyed but still beautiful. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you lifted it up, admiring the intricate beading. You sat down on the bed, the garment falling whimsically over your lap. Is this why he disappeared? To do this for you?
Once you had wiped away your gracious tears, you made quick work of putting the dress on. It fit like a glove and you wondered how he had managed to know your size. Then you remembered the dress you had thrown into the trash can this morning. He was sneaky and clever and…thoughtful? You shook your head in disbelief. Eat shit, Stechner. You thought, a smug grin dancing over your face.
It was 8:07 and you had just finished preening when you heard the familiar jiggle of the front door handle. Butterflies churned in your stomach and fluttered their way up into your ribcage. He opened the door and immediately his eyes drunk you in, a smile creeping over his face that was both sweet and devilish. You grinned and stepped so close to him you could hear the beads on your dress rustling against his jeans. “Hey, you.” You whispered, smiling into a tender kiss. Javier put his keys on the side table, but one hand remained behind his back. “Blue really is your color, querida.” He said coolly, the baritone scratch of his voice easing you to your core.
“What’re you hiding from me?” You asked, inquisitive like a child. He gave you a teasingly admonishing look, his umber eyes twinkling in a way that was rather uncharacteristic for Javier. He pulled a small box from behind his back that gleamed a metallic ocean blue. Tiffany’s. You pursed your lips, the butterflies now threatening to burst through your chest in a poetic rapture. He opened the lid of the box, revealing to you a necklace with a key shaped pendant. Your heart melted as you watched him pull it from the box. He wrapped the chain around you, the pendant dangling before your eyes. And that is when you saw the inscription. “Love, Javi.” He clasped the necklace closed at the back of your neck, his hands running down your arms. A chill surged through you, yet you could have sworn your ears were on fire.
You turned to him, your eyes welling with tears. An inscription that would be so simple to some, was overwhelming to you for so many reasons. The ‘L’ word was not really something you thought you’d ever hear from Javier. But seeing it etched onto a piece of precious metal… The permanence of it warmed your heart. “I don’t even know what to say.” You managed after a moment, your hand caressing the pendant that now laid against your chest. His fingers brushed under your chin. His eyebrows arched as he looked at you, his features soft despite their rigid nature. “That seems to be a trend for you today.” He teased, remarking on your brain-fart in the kitchen this morning. You chuckled, pinching his side playfully before changing the subject.
“You told me to be ready at 8. So, here I am, cowboy.” You chimed, spinning in a showy circle. He watched you twirl for him before making his way into the bedroom. “Give me 5 minutes to get cleaned up and then we can go.” He said with ease, still not alluding to where you were headed.
Javier parked on the side of a city street, and you climbed out of the car. Taking your arm in his, he leads you up the sidewalk and to the doors of a swanky restaurant. Was Javier Peña taking you on a formal date?
When you walked into the restaurant, your eyes were met with a rather fanciful flash of gold and marble. It was ritzy but classy. You were shocked that Javier was taking you out like this. Interrupting your thoughts, a familiar voice erupted from behind you. “Hey guys!” It was Steve and Connie. So, this was to be a double date. There was a part of you that was somewhat disappointed that you would not be enjoying a private dinner with Javier. But the more you considered the subject, the more you realized that this was much better. First and foremost, the planning that went into arranging all of this was not lost on you. It was evident that Javier had taken a half day at the office to set up this reservation, confirm with Steve and Connie, procure your dress, and buy your necklace. But there was also the fact that Javier was comfortable enough to take you to dinner, not just as his date, but with Steve and Connie, two of his closest friends. He was proud to have you on his arm. Proud enough to take you out in the presence of others and not hide you on a private date.
Connie approached you with a soft smile, her voice warm and inviting. “Hey! Nice to see you again!” You had only met Connie a couple of times before. Once at an after-hours bar thing, that of which Javi was not present for, and the second time was when she came to the station to deliver Steve’s forgotten briefcase. You had always enjoyed her company and found her to be a welcome presence. She started chatting about some random thing, but truth be told, you were so fixated on this whole experience you could not take your eyes from Javier. He was locked in conversation with Steve, but feeling your adoring gaze, he turned his eyes to you and the brief glance you exchanged was consumed with the flames of a California wildfire. “Peña.” The hostess called, interrupting the moment, as the four of you followed him to be seated at the table at the back of the restaurant.
Javier and Steve crawled into the large, round booth first and suddenly Connie chimed, “Actually, Y/N and I are going to run to the ladies’ room first. We’ll be back in a minute.” You were shocked at the bathroom invite and a little confused. But you followed her anyways, choosing not to question it. When you walked into the bathroom, Connie stepped over to the mirror and started fumbling around in her purse. You followed her lead, looking at your own reflection and taming some fly-away strands of hair that shaped your face.
“I know we haven’t talked all that much. But I honestly had to tell you.” She looked at you through the mirror, lining her lips with a soft pink lip liner. You tilted your head to the side slightly, waiting for her to continue. “Look. Steve and I have known Javi for a long time. And here lately…well…he’s been different.” Each word she managed seemed as though she was remembering how to form them before speaking. “Different how?” You inquired. Connie pulled out a lipstick that was similar in shade to the color she had just lined her lips with. “Steve tells me that Javier will find any excuse to talk about you. And we were both surprised when he asked us to meet you here for dinner tonight.” You pondered for a moment, considering everything she had said. “He talks about me?” You asked, not even really to Connie but more so to yourself. She answered anyways. “Oh yeah. He is absolutely smitten with you. We never thought we’d see the day.” She chuckled jovially, throwing the lipstick back into her purse and turning back to you. “He’s a good man, deep down.” She added with a gentle expression befalling her face. Then she smiled. “But I am sure I don’t have to tell you that. Come on, let’s get back to the table.” This day was full of surprises.
You followed her out of the bathroom and found your seat next to Javi. He looked at you, chill as a cucumber. His eyes seemed to ask, “is everything alright?” but he said nothing. You placed your hand under the table and onto his thigh reassuringly, feeling the sudden flex of his muscles beneath your palm. You gave his knee a gentle squeeze and a pat and he grabbed your hand in his, squeezing it.
The evening continued much like that, tender moments exchanged between the two of you, Javier and Steve talking over a case in a heated chat and you listening to Connie gush over their two girls. The waiter came and went, taking your order and returning shortly thereafter with a bottle of wine for the table. The four of you drank your way down to the bottom quickly and Connie was 2 sheets to the wind faster than you expected. You supposed that’s what happens when you stay at home with 2 kids and don’t get out often. At least she was an endearing drunk.
“What’s thiiiis?” Connie admired from over the table and at first you had no idea where her attentions were directed towards. But she reached her arm out to you for the bauble around your neck. “This is beautiful!” Your cheeks flushed as you beamed, touching your hand softly to the pendant that hung against your chest. “Javier surprised me with it this evening.” You tried to make it sound nonchalant, like you couldn’t be bothered to make this very big thing into a big deal. Connie looked over at Javier and back to you. “Reeeeally?” Connie teased and Javier’s lips remained in a tight line, only the faint glimmer of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. You smirked and looked back at Connie, flipping the pendant so she could see the heartfelt-for-Javi inscription on the back. Connie’s eyes twinkled as she read those two simple words and her jaw fell partially agape.
Steve, realizing there was something more important going on than his own topic of conversation, stopped talking and brought his focus to you and Connie. “Wow. Javier using the ‘L’ word.” He contributed, wincing as Javier kicked him from under the table. You held the pendant against your chest as if to absorb it into you completely. “He has spoiled me today.” You said softly and interlocked your fingers with the man next to you. A formidable stroke of panic died away with the pressure of your hand. You could feel the tension easing from his body at your touch.
The server arrived with everyone’s plates and you were relieved there was a break in the dialog. You could tell it was making Javier uncomfortable and that was the last thing you wanted. You knew that he had stretched far outside of his comfort zone today doing all these things for you. The least you could do was protect him from any further discomfort. You changed the subject, pulling on the first thing that came to your mind. “Connie, is Mirella walking yet?” You inquired after their youngest, who was pushing a year old. The blonde women’s face lit up like a light show at the mention of her child, welcoming the opportunity to rave about her. You knew this was all that was needed and for the next 45 minutes, Connie and Steve talked about their daughters. You and Javier were content to listen, shoulders brushing against one another on occasion, the fabric of his grey slacks tickling your bare leg as he pulled into him as tight as he could manage.
Connie glanced down at the slim gold watch around her wrist and her back straightened against the seat. “Oh, we gotta’ get home.” Steve looked at the time and agreed steadily, trying to flag down the waiter. Javier took a drag from his cigarette and said, “I got the check. Don’t worry about it.” Steve and Connie stood in earnest and thanked Javier for his generosity. Everyone extended their goodbyes and the couple left, leaving you and Javier alone in the semi-circle booth that seemed to swallow you both.
The space between you closed quickly as Javier inched himself tight against you, so close you could feel the heat of his body pulsing from his skin. You were overwhelmed with feelings, but all thoughts were muzzled as Javier’s lips touched yours gently, his tongue grazing your bottom lip with such fragility you questioned whether it happened at all. “I’ve been wanting to do that all fucking night.” He whispered as he pulled from you slightly, his breath dusting over your lips in warm wisps. Your face assumed a deep tropical burn as you felt his hand begin its ascent up your skirt. “Javi?” You muttered incredulously, squeezing your thighs together. Was it really the best idea to be doing this in public? Your eyes darted across the restaurant, which was essentially empty. There were tables with patrons towards the front but being at the back of the dining room, you were tucked away. Out of sight, out of mind was not usually the ideal scenario for a dine-in experience, but in this case, you were thankful.
He pried your legs open with his fingers. “Shhh.” His face tipped sideways as he watched you, his fingers finding your underwear and rubbing against them in slow, methodical sweeps. You sucked in a deep inhale and Javier’s eyes were hungry as they danced over your face, soaking in every change in expression he drew from you. Pushing your panties to the side, he touched your damp pussy and your hips slid down, legs spreading just a little wider. He smirked at your wanton acquiescence. You whined softly as he tucked one of his fingers inside of you. “Quiet, querida. Look at me.” He forced you to lock eyes with him as he fingered you under the white linen tablecloth. His thumb began its diligent ministrations along your clit as he added another finger, pumping in and out of you with debilitating finesse. Your brows began to wrench, and he knew that look too well. You were close. He drove harder and faster, the squelching of your pussy over his hand loud enough to be heard by anyone nearby. The table trembled under his elbow jerking back and forth and a desperate cry escaped your lips as your eyes fell behind your lids. You felt his mouth crash onto yours, absorbing the cries of your orgasm and swallowing them into a kiss as your cunt spasmed violently around his fingers. You moaned for him, his tongue snaking with yours as your bliss faded into oblivion and you were driven nearly to tears at the sensation.
When your seizing muscles had finally found their resting point, Javier pulled his fingers from you and you let out an exhausted groan at the sudden absence of him. He took his fingers into his mouth, savoring the taste of you before wiping his hands on a napkin and tossing it onto the table. Your breathing had stabilized, but your face was still a tad flushed when the waiter arrived with the check. Javier handed him a credit card, not even bothering to look at the balance. He finished his glass of wine and lit a cigarette, his back turned half-way to you as he waited for the man to bring back his card. You marveled at him as he stared hollowly into the dark expanse of the empty restaurant. Looking at him, you’d never guess that he had just violated you so perfectly beneath this very table only minutes before. He was calm, the muscles in his arms lax and steady as he brought the cigarette to the very lips that had just devoured your rapturous moans.
The waiter returned with the check tray and Javier signed the tip and slipped his card back into its designated slot inside his well-worn wallet. He stood, extinguishing the cigarette with a couple dabs into the ashtray and as though he suddenly remembered you were there, he extended his hand to help you out of the booth. “Let’s go home, querida.” Home. It was such a basic word that had so many different meanings. But to you, Javier was home. It didn’t matter where you were, only that he was with you.
“Mother---fucker.” Javier cursed under his breath at the lock of his apartment door. Hard, brown beetles thudded against the dull porch light as if to mock his struggle. You took his hand in yours and placed the other on the doorknob. “Wiggling it like that will only break it. Here.” You lifted up gingerly on the key and the doorknob simultaneously, and it unlocked with ease. Javier looked at you, that cutting cynicism you were so familiar with. Perhaps because you knew his own front door better than he did. You stepped inside of the dark apartment and he flicked on a dim lamp next to the couch. He took your hand in his and pulled you into the bedroom. You were keen on finishing what he had started in that restaurant. But Javier had yet another trick up his sleeve for the evening.
He opened the closet door, pulling out three red boxes. He placed them on the bed. “Put this on. Then come out and let me see you.” He brushed his fingers over your cheek and down your chin before leaving the room and shutting the door. You slid your hands down your blue dress, feeling the roll of beads scribble against your palms. Lifting the lid on the first box, you peeled back a layer of black tissue paper to reveal a rather intricate lacey get up, fully equipped with garters, stockings, and lots and lots of hooks and ribbon. A larger box held a pair of black high heel shoes that were so high you knew they were not intended for walking at all. The final box, a skinny little thing, opened to a black leather crop with a velvet handle and a paddle on the opposite end. “Oh my.” You bemused, excited for what this night was turning into.
You unzipped your dress, slipping free from it and began making heads or tails of the slinky black number. The more you toyed with it, however, the curiouser of a project it turned out to be. It only took you three times to understand the order in which everything was intended to be put on. But finally, pleased with your work, you stood in front of the mirror to examine the finished product. Small patches of your skin could be seen through the lace bodice and the garters pulled the stockings up your thighs, the dark seams racing down the backs of your legs like black ink. You kept your key-shaped necklace on, unlikely to ever remove it. You slipped the shoes on, your ankles only wobbling a bit before catching your balance. With the crop in hand, you fluffed your hair and made your way to the living room, where Javi would be waiting for you.
But to your dismay, when you stepped into the living room, looking like something out of a raunchy magazine, you saw Javier slumped on the couch, his head rolled back against the cushions, fast asleep. The usual crease in his brow was gone as his lips puffed beneath his mustache in easy, sleeping breaths. You knew it had taken you a bit longer than anticipated to put this on, but you certainly didn’t go through all this trouble just to watch him sleep.
Suddenly struck with an idea, you went back into the bedroom and pulled one of Javier’s ties from a hanger. It was soft beneath your fingers, the burgundy, sateen fabric perfect for what you had in mind. Javier was still sound asleep on the couch, his hands laying limp in his lap. He was such a different person in sleep, so soft and unassuming. Such a contrast from the hard and tense man the daylight knew him to be. He was a heavy sleeper so you knew your next action would not wake him. Sneaking closer, you wrapped the tie around his head to act as a blindfold, careful to drape it over his eyes, ensuring there would be no peaking. He stirred only slightly, a rough snore of an inhale pulling into his lungs before he smacked his lips and settled back into his slumber. You fought back a giggle, finding his humble state to be quite charming.
You chewed on your lower lip before decidedly stepping over to his cassette player. Your fingers hovered over the spines of each cassette, trying to decide what would be the most fitting for this occasion. Having landed on the perfect selection, you smirked, popping open the case and dropping it into the cassette deck. How Soon Is Now – The Smiths. It was the perfect balance between sweet and sexy. You skipped to the track and hit play, turning up the volume and stepping back to Javier.
As the music began to carry throughout the room, his head rolled, hands instinctually reaching for whatever obstructed his vision. You swatted at his hands with the leather crop and a confused “Wh—” dropped from his lips. You lifted your foot onto the couch and between his legs, the pointed toe of your new shoes grazed the crotch of his pants. “It stays on until I say so.” You said, before leaning over and kissing him amiably on the lips. “Come on. You can’t be serious?” He retorted, somewhat frustrated, reaching for the blindfold again. You popped him on the wrists with the crop once more. “What…did I say?” Your voice was firm.
Javier adjusted himself on the couch cushion, his jaw tensing as he bit on his bottom lip. You could not tell at this point if he was irritated or aroused. But he was obviously playing along, having not ripped the tie from his face by now. He sighed. “Let me see you.” His voice caressed you like dark honey. You clenched your eyes shut, finding it so hard to say no to him. But if you didn’t know any better, you would say Javier was being compliant to this tilting scale of dominance. Without warning, you dragged the edge of the folded leather against his sinewy neck. “You fell asleep. So, I am taking control.” He tilted his head back and let out a reluctant moan, chuckling low in his chest, as if to say—”So I see”—but he let you continue, captive as an elephant chained to a plastic lawn chair.
Your hands raced up his chest, slowly unfastening each of his buttons to reveal his bare skin beneath. The lilt of the song continued in the background as you took one of his nipples in your mouth and he arched against your tongue with a sharp groan. The flesh piqued under your ministrations and his fingers tangled in your hair. As much as you loved it, you pulled away. Popping him on his wet nipple with the pliant leather crop, you chastised him as he flinched. “Ah ah. No touching.” You lamented, and you watched his fingers dig into the arm of the couch. Outwardly, he appeared angry, but the bulge in his pants gave his true devotions away.
You parted his legs, unbuttoning his pants and rubbing your hand against his cock that was fit to bursting at the seams. He jutted his hips upwards, his fingers fidgeting with the tie around his head. He gulped as if swallowing a ping-pong ball and managed, “You know, I bought that crop for you, querida.” You grinned, although he could not see it, and straddled him on the couch. “Mmm. Yes. And I am quite enjoying it.” Javier chuckled again, feeling the dull scratch of the crop as you pulled it down his chest. You pressed yourself down onto him, grinding against his hardening cock that was still tucked politely in his trousers. “Seems like Daddy likes it too.” You whispered before sucking on his ear lobe and lifting the tie from his head.
This was all the permission he was willing to wait for, his hands immediately searching over your back and legs as though they were in pursuit of something hidden beneath. He was drunk at the sight of you, running his hands over your waist. “Fuck, baby.” Was all he could say as his hands continued their journey. “Stand up. Let me see all of you.” You did as you were told, standing up and giving him a little spin. The song was nearly over, and your hips swayed back and forth to the sultry rhythm. Javier’s fingers slit their way beneath the garter that raced over your ass, snapping it hard and creating slight welt in its wake. You felt his hands traveling up the inside of your thighs and you were so distracted you weren’t prepared for him to snatch the leather crop from your hand.
Javier stood quickly, relinquishing control as he restrained you, the crop handle spanning over your chest, secured in his grip on either side of you. “Play time’s over.” His voice was low and scathed the nape of your neck. You could feel his erection pressing against your ass and you bent over slightly, relishing in the pronounced shape of his cock grazing your ass through his pants. One of his hands dropped from the leather apparatus and cupped your ass cheek aggressively before delivering a hardy slap for good measure. “Go.” He commanded. You assumed he meant to the bedroom and you did as you were told. He was close on your heels, peeling his pants down his legs as he stood in the bedroom doorway, eying you sharply as you sat on the bed.
You were hungry for him and he knew it. He climbed on the bed and you rolled him onto his back, smiling devilishly. He wouldn’t allow this for very long as your knees pressed into the bed on either side of him. He went to make some snarky remark, but you leaned over, interrupting him with an open-mouthed kiss. The key-shaped pendant that dangled around your neck fell into his mouth as you closed over him, your tongue swirling around the metallic trinket and touching his. His hands cupped your waist as you straddled him, kissing him as deeply as you could. You finally broke the kiss and he sucked the charm as you pulled it from his lips. “It’s my turn, sweet thing.” Javier crooned with lust-filled eyes and he tumbled you over and onto your back.
As much as you enjoyed being in control, you loved the way he claimed dominion over you. He hovered above you, naked as the day God made him. You went to kick off the heels, but he struck the side of your thigh with the crop. “Leave them on.” You smirked, slipping it back onto your foot. “Lay back.” He commanded to you again, this time more forceful. You dropped your head back onto the pillows and his skilled hands moved fluidly over the hooks and bows, peeling the top of your lacy bustier down and revealing your breasts to him. It didn’t take long for the folded leather of the crop-end to find your nipple in a quick pop. Your brow furrowed with a whimper, but he immediately leaned in to suck the pain away.
You moaned helplessly, writhing as your hands found his dark hair. The paddle found the side of your ass swiftly and you yelped in surprise. “Ah ah. No touching, Peaches.” You pouted, reminded of your own power-play, and seeing you would now pay the price for it. Javier dropped the crop against your neck and down your chest, circling your overlooked nipple. You tensed, bracing yourself for impact but he just continued to taunt you in lazy circles. You arched yourself into the motion of it and he pulled away. “Be still.” He ordered. You whined and he popped your nipple thusly, this swat harder than his last. You let out a winced cry. “Will you be good for me, querida?” He asked you simply with a strained counterfeit of ease as he leaned over you. His cock hung heavy between his legs and grazed your stomach, a thread of precum stringing across your belly. You nodded, almost forgetting that he had asked you a question. You were met with the paddle on the side of your ass. “Speak, querida.” He insisted, the tingle left behind when the paddle moved away was like the sting of an ornery wasp.
“I’ll be good for you, Javi.” Your words were surprisingly soft and yielding and it almost caught him by surprise. He nearly melted for you. He kissed you lovingly. “Good girl.” He added and proceeded to remove the complicated trappings of your outfit, careful to keep your garters, stockings, and shoes in place. Javier was well-versed in the workings of lingerie. It both bothered you and turned you on concurrently. His fingers slipped between your wet folds with ease and for a brief instant, you were transported back to the restaurant where you came all over those same fingers mere hours ago. You moaned ardently and he brought his mouth to your cunt, lapping at you languidly. His fingers continued running up and down your slit and you spread your legs wider for him. He pulled away.
“Fuck—please, Javi.” You pleaded with him to return to you and you were instantaneously met with a leather slap against your aching cunt and you screamed in shock and pleasure. “Beg for it.” He boomed with a cadence much more insistent. You moaned desperately, your pussy spasming for something to fill it up and grasping at nothing. “Javier, please!” You wailed again, cueing the sharp swat of the crop onto your weeping pussy yet again. You growled earnestly, now all but shaking for him to fuck you senseless. “Again.” He commanded and you droned in frustration, squirming uncomfortably. The paddle popped the side of your ass in the same spot for the third time, and you were certain at this point it would leave a mark. Javi’s mark. The very thought of him branding you with that paddle sent your head spinning. “Javi. Mi amor. I need you inside of me.” You gushed, pleading urgently. He opened the lips of your pussy and the crop popped your clit. Your hips rose in earnest as the sound of your pleasured scream echoed through his apartment.
“Say please, querida. Say please and it’s yours.” His voice was rushed. His cock was swollen, veins ripping through his shaft like bolts of lightning. You gave him what he wanted, the word “please” tumbling from your lips in a pathetic sob. The crop fell to the floor and he lined himself up, his cock disappearing into you in one determined thrust. You cried out and the exhilarating ripple of your voice washed over him in a silver cascade, the feeling of your tight walls squeezing around him in a resplendent upsurge. He pushed himself deep into you, only driving in short pulses as he dropped over you and sucked a mark into your neck. His steady pulsation was driving you mad and you bucked under him. Curling his arms beneath you, he squeezed you tight as he began to fuck you with resolve. Every thrust drilled into you with a force of a jack hammer and he squeezed you tight in the cocoon of his arms.
His pace quickened and so did your heartrate, feeling your orgasm cresting over the horizon. “Javi, you’re gonna’ make me cum!” You signaled to him, your words broken and exhausted. He grunted in your ear and you lost all control, unfurling beneath him in a heap of shaking muscles and howling cries. His name poured from your mouth like holy water at a revival and you were drowning in his rapture. He kept pumping into you with vigor, his balls constricting as his cock prepared to erupt. “F-fuck, Y/N—I fuckin—” his words were interrupted by sputtered breaths—“love you!” The exclamation shocked you both but the moment the words left him, he came so hard you could feel the hot gush of his seed filling you up and oozing from you in lazy dribbles.
He rolled over onto the bed, his ribcage expanding and contracting in a labored execution. A few minutes passed as you both lay there in silence, heaving from your efforts. You both stared up at the ceiling, tracing shapes along the stippled sheet rock. “What I meant was—” He stopped. “I meant to say—” He stopped again, as if he were trying to erase his words from thin air. “I love fucking you.” He corrected himself, but the meaning in his words were not there. You didn’t doubt that he loved fucking you. But you also knew that was not what he meant. You leaned over and kissed away the mist of sweat on his shoulder. “Well. Would it help to know that I…love…fucking you too?” You were adamant about the singular inflection on each word and his head turned like a dial to check your expression. You threw him a smile and rolled your eyes playfully, equally as awkward as he was about this whole exchange. “Yes. That is good to know.” He added casually, but his tone had an inconceivable pitch of intensity.
He rose from the bed suddenly. “I, uh.” He patted his naked sides, as if in pursuit of pockets. “I’m out of cigarettes. I-I gotta’ go to the store.” He hurried, grabbing at his pants, and rushing his arms through his shirt sleeves. You sat up in the bed, watching him as you hoisted the sheet up over your breasts, which were still pink from his exertions upon you. “Javi…” You called to him in a tone of sweet patience and he stopped, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. You stared at one another for a moment and he slumped against the door frame. You crawled out of bed and stood before him, naked with a reassuring smile. He sighed, as if contemplating some expansive, universal problem and then added with a half-cocked smirk, “Get dressed. Looks like I’m taking you with me.” A Cheshire grin crept over your lips. “Can’t back out now, Peña.” You teased, kissing his cheek, and scurrying to put on your clothes.
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didn't see that coming?
Agenda mereka berjalan sesuai seperti yang sudah direncanakan. Mereka berempat pergi makan bersama, menonton film, bermain serta banyak mengobrol. Atau lebih tepatnya Kenny, Martin dan Claire lah yang banyak mengobrol sedangkan Maren hanya sesekali menanggapi jika hal tersebut memang diperlukan.
"Butuh yang lain lagi?" tanya Maren kepada Kenny setelah meletakkan kopi pesanan mereka.
"No, thanks." jawab Kenny sambil tersenyum manis kepada laki-laki itu.
Saat ini mereka berada di Starbucks untuk menikmati kopi dan juga mengobrol sebelum pulang ke rumah.
"Jadi lo mau masuk FK?" tanya Kenny kepada Martin yang laki-laki itu jawab dengan anggukan.
"Awalnya gue mau lintas jurusan karena lihat keluarga gue semuanya masuk ke urusan politik, cuma waktu itu Mama bilang katanya it's okay kalau gue mau ambil jurusan lain sesuai keinginan gue. Jadi ya udah, i choose FK." jelas Martin yang membuat Kenny paham. Kalau urusan dengan Maren, Kenny tahu pasti jika laki-laki disampingnya ini memang sudah menetapkan minatnya pada jurusan HI seperti katanya waktu itu.
"You can do it." ujar Claire sambil menatap Martin yang dibalas senyuman oleh laki-laki itu.
"Thank you."
Seperti halnya Martin dan juga Maren, kini Kenny jadi berpikir untuk segera memikirkan ulang jurusan apa yang akan dia ambil nantinya, karena hingga sekarang dua pilihan yang ia impikan sepertinya belum bisa membuatnya menentukan mana yang cocok dengan dirinya.
"Just take your time. Don't bother yourself because we have so much time to think about it. Berpikir sebelum mengambil keputusan, you will find a happiness." ujar Maren kepada Kenny setelah ia melihat raut wajah gadis itu yang berubah karena sedang memikirkan sesuatu.
Kenny sempat mengerutkan alisnya lalu tersenyum jahil menatap Maren. "You know me so well. Thanks, brother." kata Kenny sambil menepuk bahu kanan Maren yang membuat laki-laki itu berdecak sebal.
"Don't brother me." ujar Maren sambil menyingkirkan tangan kecil Kenny dari bahunya untuk ia genggam yang sukses membuat gadis itu terdiam.
Setelah banyak mengobrol dan membahas hal random, mereka pun memutuskan untuk pulang. Begitu mereka masuk kedalam mobil, sebuah notifikasi dari ponsel Martin pun membuat perhatian mereka teralih.
"Kita nanti mampir ke tempat cheese cake, ya. Mama minta suruh beliin." ujar Martin kepada Maren yang diiyakan dengan anggukan.
Karena posisi Kenny dan juga Claire yang duduk di jok belakang, mereka lebih banyak berbincang dibandingkan dengan dua kakak beradik yang kini fokus dengan pikirannya masing-masing.
"You know what, kata temen gue college is ridiculous hard. Dia transfer gitu dari satu univ ke univ lain dan bikin dia shock parah gara-gara sistemnya emang beda. Dia bilang ke gue, i want to get married and find a sugar daddies. At that moment i was like what the hell are you talking about? Gue otomatis jadi anxious dong soalnya kita kan mau masuk college." ujar Claire masih dengan topik yang sama ketika mereka berada di Starbucks tadi.
"Damn, kayaknya gue kalo jadi temen lo juga udah stress parah sih, karena setau gue jam belajar orang korea tuh emang segila itu. Kayak belajar dari pagi ketemu pagi dan tidur kalo inget doang. That was insane, they probably don't have much time buat sekedar leha-leha di kasur." tanggap Kenny menyetujui ucapan gadis itu. Menurutnya tidak ada yang salah dengan hal tersebut, karena Kenny merasa ia tidak mempunyai hak untuk menghakimi orang lain.
Lima belas menit berlalu mereka habiskan untuk bercerita topik yang sama, dan tepat juga akhirnya mereka sampai ditempat cheese cake.
Awalnya yang keluar untuk membeli hanyalah Martin, namun akhirnya Claire pun ikut menyusul pacarnya itu karena mungkin ia tidak merasa nyaman berada ditempat yang sama dengan Maren tanpa kehadiran Martin.
"Gue pengen main ke taman bentar." kata Kenny yang membuat Maren menoleh kebelakang.
Kenny memberikan tatapan puppy eyes yang membuat laki-laki itu menghela nafas panjang.
"Fine." jawab Maren yang seketika membuat senyum Kenny merekah lebar.
Mereka berdua turun dari mobil untuk pergi ke taman diseberang. Karena antrian yang lumayan banyak, Maren pun memilih untuk mengajak Claire bergabung dengan Maren dan juga Kenny yang sedang duduk di ayunan.
Ketika hendak mengambil ponsel miliknya untuk memotret Kenny, Maren pun sadar bahwa ia meninggalkan kunci didalam mobil.
"Gue lupa ambil kunci mobilnya." celetuk Maren yang membuat perhatian mereka bertiga teralih.
"Biar gue ambil." ujar Martin lalu pergi meninggalkan mereka.
Setelah selesai memotret Kenny, gadis itupun tiba-tiba beranjak dari ayunannya yang membuat Maren menoleh.
"Gue mau ke toilet bentar." ujar gadis itu.
"Mau gue temenin nggak?" tanya Claire yang dijawab gelengan gadis itu.
"Nggak usah, bentar doang kok." jawab Kenny lalu pergi meninggalkan mereka.
Kini tinggal Maren dan juga Claire yang saling berhadapan. Maren masih tetap duduk pada ayunannya, sedangkan Claire berdiri sejauh dua langkah dari posisi laki-laki itu.
Canggung. Itulah yang menggambarkan kondisi diantara mereka saat ini.
"Nice scenario. Did you having fun?" ujar Maren sambil mengayunkan ayunannya dengan pelan sambil menatap Claire.
Gadis itu sempat terdiam sesaat lalu tersenyum menatap Maren.
"I don't know what you've talking about. Gue udah minta maaf soal waktu itu, dan gue nggak tau skenario apa yang lo maksud." jawab Claire yang membuat Maren tertawa.
Claire pun seketika menatap Maren bingung karena menurutnya tidak ada yang lucu dari ucapannya.
"You created so many scenarios, of course you forgot which scenario you used."
"You will be a great author someday."
"Lo ngomong apa sih, Maren?" tanya Claire yang membuat Maren tersenyum.
Maren beranjak dari ayunannya untuk mendekat kearah gadis itu.
"I never treat Yara like a shit." ujar Maren tepat disebelah telinga gadis itu.
Maren semakin tersenyum menang ketika melihat Martin yang sudah berdiri sedikit jauh dibelakang gadis itu dan cukup baginya untuk mendengar suara mereka. Ketika Martin hendak mendekat, Kenny tiba-tiba menahan tangan Martin yang membuat laki-laki itu menoleh. Kenny menggeleng, memberikan kode kepada Martin untuk tetap pada posisi mereka dan mendengarkan obrolan Maren dan juga Claire.
"Gue bener-bener impres sama kemampuan lo buat bikin cerita gue sama Yara versi diri lo sendiri, dan ceritain semuanya ke adek gue kalo gue villain nya disini." ujar Maren sambil menatap gadis didepannya ini.
"Lo bilang ke Martin kalo gue yang ninggalin Yara, lo bilang ke Martin kalo gue ninggalin lo. What's a great stories?"
"Wait, kayaknya soal gue yang ninggalin lo itu ada benernya. I feel like, terhindar dari musibah." ujar Maren sambil tersenyum yang seketika membuat Claire tanpa sadar mengepalkan tangannya kuat-kuat.
"Udah selesai?" tanya Claire dengan nada datar.
Maren mengedikkan bahunya. Claire kemudian maju selangkah lebih dekat kearah laki-laki itu.
"You know what, gue juga ngerasa terhindar dari musibah karena nggak jadian sama orang munafik kayak lo."
Maren sempat terkejut ketika kata-kata itu keluar dari bibir Claire, begitupun dengan Martin dan juga Kenny yang masih terdiam disana.
"Lo, Yara, sama-sama munafik. Dan kalian pantes dapet semua ini." kata Claire.
"So, kalo gue sama Yara munafik, what should I called you then? A bitch?" tanya Maren yang membuat emosi Claire pun seketika memuncak.
"Jaga ya mulut lo!" seru Claire yang bersiap menampar Maren pada saat itu juga namun dengan sigap di tahan laki-laki itu.
Martin yang melihat itupun membulatkan matanya dan hendak menghampiri mereka , namun buru-buru ditahan oleh Kenny untuk kesekian kalinya.
"Gue nggak pernah berbuat apapun di hidup lo. I never talk shit about you in front my brother or everyone. What's benefits of destroy my relationship with my brother to you?" Claire merintih kesakitan ketika Maren menahan tangan gadis itu kuat-kuat. Kini Maren tidak peduli dengan Claire yang berusaha melepaskan diri dari genggamannya.
"I told you, you guys deserve it." jawab Claire sambil tersenyum ditengah rasa sakitnya.
Maren yang melihat itu pun dengan spontan menepis tangan Claire hingga gadis itu terdorong. Bisa terlihat jelas pergelangan Claire yang memerah akibat genggaman tangan Maren.
"Does it makes you happy? Lo pernah mikir nggak sih suatu saat ada orang yang bakal balas dendam ke lo dan hancurin hubungan lo sama orang terdekat lo?"
Claire tertawa kecil yang membuat Maren, Kenny dan juga Martin dibuat semakin speechless.
"Don't worry, my relationship is already broken." kata Claire.
Gadis itu kembali berjalan mendekat kearah Maren lalu menunjuk laki-laki itu dengan telunjuk kanannya yang bergetar.
"That bitch..." Tatapan Claire teralih pada manik mata tegas Maren. Manik mata yang selalu membuatnya meresa terintimidasi sejak pertama kali melihat laki-laki itu.
"Yara is daughter of bitch..." bisa terdengar jelas jika suara gadis itu mulai bergetar ketika mengatakannya.
"She stole everything from me, my happiness, my friends and my family. She may be nice to you, but she's just a sneaky bastard."
"Her mother fuck with my dad. Dia bikin keluarga gue hancur nggak tersisa. Dia ambil semua temen-temen gue and making fun of me. That's why I want whatever she took from me back to me again."
Maren pun terdiam pasi. Ia benar-benar tidak percaya Claire selama ini hanya menganggap dirinya dan juga Martin hanya bagian rencana yang perlu gadis itu selesaikan.
"You're insane." ujar Maren yang membuat gadis itu semakin tertawa.
"Martin dan gue gak ada sangkut pautnya sama masalah ini." kata Maren kembali yang membuat gadis itu terdiam sejenak lalu menyilangkan tangannya didepan dada.
Martin dan juga Kenny yang berada dibelakang hanya mampu diam. Laki-laki itu merasa begitu sesak ketika mengetahui faktanya. Kepercayaan selama ini seketika hancur begitu saja ketika mendengar pengakuan dari Claire secara langsung.
"I told you, gue mau apapun yang dimiliki Yara because she took everything from me. Yara deket sama lo, gue juga harus deket sama lo. Yara pacaran sama Martin, gue harus pacaran juga sama Martin. That's fair."
Maren benar-benar dibuat speechless dengan kata-kata gadis itu. Ia tidak merasa sakit hati dengan hal ini, hanya saja pasti adiknya lah yang paling hancur. Maren tahu Martin tidak sepenuhnya salah karena tidak mempercayainya selama ini, karena Claire benar-benar pintar dalam memanipulasi segalanya.
Mata Maren seketika terfokus pada Martin dan juga Kenny yang masih setia menatap mereka berdua.
"Sometimes gue ngerasa kebaikan lo ke adek gue itu tulus, Claire. Gue bahkan sempet impres dengan lo yang dengan mudah bisa jadian sama Martin dalam waktu yang singkat."
Nafas laki-laki itu tercekat untuk sesaat, "Tapi setelah tau lo cuma main-main sama dia, gue sadar kalo lo emang pantes dapet semua rasa sakit ini. Martin doesn't deserve this, also you don't deserve him."
Claire pun seketika menatap mata Maren dengan emosi yang kembali tumbuh.
"It's not Yara's fault. Semua ini diluar kendali dia. Gue tau lo cewek pinter dan bisa bedain mana yang salah sama bener."
"Lo cuma marah. Lo marah sama mereka dan kecewa sama orang tua lo karena kesalahan yang mereka perbuat. Tapi bukan berarti lo bisa seenaknya hancurin hubungan orang lain demi keegoisan lo."
Claire mengalihkan pandangannya agar tidak bertemu dengan tatapan intimidasi milik Maren yang sekarang sedang menghakiminya.
"You may feel happy with all of this. You may happy that your plan is working. But one day you will realize that no one will stand with you because you've break their hearts."
Maren berjalan meninggalkan Claire yang masih terdiam mematung dengan berusaha menahan air matanya yang jatuh.
Laki-laki itu berjalan mendekat kearah Martin dan Kenny yang masih berdiri diposisi mereka.
"Didn't see that coming?" ujar Maren pada Martin lalu meraih tangan Kenny untuk dirinya ajak pergi.
Claire yang mendengar suara Maren pun dengan reflek berbalik dan langsung membuatnya bertemu dengan tatapan Martin.
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Mammon was an accomplished soldier in the Celestial Realm
Belphie used to be a little Lucifer Mini-Me when he was a young Angel
Lucifer would sing his siblings to sleep, Before
He didn’t tell his brothers about Lilith because he didn’t want them to interfere with her new life. It was hard enough for him not to.
Diavolo’s older brother, Beleth, has a scar covering the left side of his face from where Dia ground him into the dirt to try and get him to yield.
Their formal fight for the crown lasted three days.
Diavolo’s younger brother, Amaymon, is Asmo’s sugar daddy.
Diavolo’s Mom is also still alive, she has her own estate in another part of the Devildom. She can suplex him.
Lucifer will absently neaten up his brother’s clothes for them while he’s lecturing them.
Lucifer has fed demons and unruly Witches to Cerberus before.
Mammon has never had a partner in any sense of the word.
Satan was ‘born’ as a baby.
Asmo used to dress Satan up in little outfits when he was small.
Satan can repeat almost everything he’s read verbatim.
Lucifer has to double check that he knows where all of his brothers are before he can rest at night, unless he passes out.
All the brothers wore their hair long as angels. Lucifer’s the only one who’s never grown it back out since their fall.
It took Lucifer around six hundred years to develop proper feelings for Diavolo.
Lucifer is deathly afraid of Diavolo’s father.
Barbatos is possibly--not counting Diavolo--Lucifer’s only friend.
The Sport Beel plays is a type of Wrestling mixed with MMA and Capture the Flag. It’s played topless.
Lucifer will occasionally ask Levi to explain the plot of an anime or game to him if he wants to zone out for a while. He’s listening, but because following what Levi is talking about takes a lot of concentration, it’s almost like meditating.
Lucifer’s hair got its white / gray streaks when they lost Lilith.
Lucifer actually does have some wrinkles, he just hides them most of the time.
No matter how hard he tries, Lucifer just can’t get good at video games.
Lucifer will write out bits of sheet music when he’s bored.
Lucifer has more demon markings on his body than just the diamond on his forehead.
Lucifer’s hands are very scarred, mostly from dealing with small child Satan.
Beel’s sport is unnamed because in Infernal, it literally just is called “The Sport” since there’s only one.
Almost all of the siblings have physically torn an opponent to shreds and or consumed them. Asmo and Mammon are notable exceptions.
Satan went through a phase where he spoke solely in riddles.
Levi was hardcore into theater before animation became more of a thing. he still has a lot of opinions about it.
Belphie spent most of their early fallen years either half asleep, or completely asleep.
Beel is incapable of chewing gum or sucking on a jaw breaker properly. He impulsively swallows whatever goes in his mouth.
Lucifer has been summoned to the human world successfully only twice in his existence. He killed both summoners for the audacity.
The entire garden around the house of lamentation was of Lucifer’s design.
Mammon has the best control over his shape-shifting--able to stay in a false form for longer, and able to retain his humanoid form despite high emotions.
The brothers are, quite literally, Devildom Celebrities.
Diavolo has never kept a pet before.
Lucifer is ambidextrous, but prefers his left hand.
Mammon is left handed.
Gluttony demons tithe to Lord Beelzebub on his birthday in the form of whatever food they fixate on.
The first angel Lucifer killed after his fall was one he didn’t actually recognize.
The first angel Mammon killed was one of his friends from the Celestial Guard.
Lucifer will never forgive the other Archangels for turning their back on him.
Lucifer has only ever had two partners in any sense of the term in his entire life.
Beel used to be the smallest, before he hit his growth spurt and overshot all of them.
Lucifer swears almost exclusively in celestial, when he’s pissed off enough to actually swear.
Satan doesn’t really have any of Lucifer’s memories, but he retained the emotions based around them. It’s confusing.
Lucifer can cook just fine, but he can’t bake to save his life.
The Longest Lucifer has stayed awake without any rest was about a month. It wasn’t pretty.
Half of the time Lucifer says something funny it’s unintentional.
Most of the Devildom’s current infrastructure was pioneered by Diavolo’s father.
King Diavolo’s real name is Ba’al.
Lucifer can play basically any instrument that’s been invented, apart from electronic only ones.
Levi’s skill in painting could put any of the great masters to shame.
Lucifer isn’t a fan of a poultry, ironically.
The fact that they can get Belphie to wear his complicated RAD uniform everyday while being the Cardinal Sin of Sloth is a point towards how well Belphie controls his sin.
Being a shutin used to be cool and mysterious-- Levi mourns that social shift often.
Lucifer considers Levi the easiest brother to handle because he doesn’t really leave his room.
Mammon, while definitely being guilty of lots of grifts and get rich quick schemes, actually has at least five jobs on top of his stipend for being a Sin.
Lucifer has been trying to figure out how to kill those three witches for causing him problems by proxy, but he hasn’t figured out a legal way to justify it yet.
Amaymon is Diavolo’s youngest sibling. Lucifer can’t stand him.
Flower arranging is one of Asmo’s hobbies.
Asmo also has the best eye for interior design aesthetics, even if he uses them to make a room look... Like That.
For Centuries Lucifer couldn’t even begin to talk about his interests without Diavolo flooding him with related gifts. He’s gotten better about it since.
Lucifer and Diavolo’s relationship was purely physical at first.
Beel often uses the fact that his brothers think he’s stupid for his own gain. Most of the time it’s to get more food, but whatever works works.
Lucifer is completely fire proof now as a demon, inside and out.
He has nightmares of fire, though.
In one of the battles of the Celestial war, The Archangel Michael did his Signature “Step on Lucifer’s face/head trick” And Lucifer nearly took his leg off for it.
All demons can both purr and growl.
Lucifer’s back is heavily scarred from his fall and Satan’s creation both.
Mammon physically regenerates the fastest, and Belphie the slowest.
Levi, due to Envy’s ability to constantly and unintentionally buff the demons around him, is always helping his brothers in some small way whether he means to or not.
Beel still has specific nightmares of Lilith’s death, and will often crawl into Belphie’s bed to hold him after.
Satan never knew Lilith, but he’s emotionally attached to her because of the vague memories he inherited from Lucifer.
Asmo’s hair, if he grew it out, would be loosely curly.
All Lust type demons are Incubi / Succubi / Concubi.
Wrath type demons are the ones who cause classic hauntings.
All sleep paralysis demons are Sloth demons, though.
Pride type demons are the most prone to possessing humans in power, despite Lucifer having never possessed a human before.
Barbatos is actually a little bit older than Diavolo, but not by much.
Luke is basically Michael’s son.
Simeon is the younger brother of the Archangel Jophiel (the Angel of Beauty).
Asmo, if given the chance to defect back to the Celestial Realm, would seriously consider it.
Mammon acts like a fool, but isn’t one himself.
Belphie and Beel aren’t quite telepathic, but they always know where the other is, or if they’re in trouble.
The Cardinal sin of Wrath traditionally writes all of the punitive legislation in the devildom, so Satan is the one who writes out what crime gets what punishment.
The Devildom’s economy has never flourished so much before Mammon became the sin of Greed.
A good 60% of the work Lucifer does is paperwork that should actually be handled by one of his brothers.
Asmo’s painted his nails with his own venom before, and then used it to kill people who piss him off.
The only person Lucifer can accept losing to is Diavolo.
Lucifer isn’t a functional person until around 2 hours after he’s woken up. Luckily he tends to get up around 4:30a.m. / 5a.m. so when normal people have to interact with him, he’s mostly aware.
Mammon likes to over-saturate his foods with toppings and sauces, which is why Beel can’t stand his cooking.
Asmo likes the taste of straight vodka.
Lucifer once slapped another demon’s head clean off when they spoke back to him while he was addressing Diavolo’s court.
Lucifer and Diavolo’s first real “Date” was in the Royal Garden.
Any part of an Archdemon is worth a small fortune, as they’re rather potent spell ingredients.
If you talk shit about Mammon near a Greed type demon they WILL beat your ass.
Diavolo loved Lucifer on sight. Or, well, he loved the look of him.
#{ Mun Post }#Ask Meme#{ fuck you. never challenge me again ghdhghsdhg }#Anonymous#long post#dialuci
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my masterlist - english.
I’ll write in portuguese and english, but one day, who knows? I might vANISH.
Eu vou escrever em pt e ing, mas quem sabe? um dia eu posso fazer a egípcia!
In this post you’ll find:
how to navigate to avoid nswf.
my headcanons.
LAST UPDATE: 18/01/2021
HOW DO I AVOID NSFW ON YOUR ACC?
IT’S SIMPLE: either you type #sfwbunny on my search bar and it’ll show you the posts that aren’t nsfw, or you’ll block my #nsfwbunny tag which will make the posts VANISH unless you unblock them on your filters. You can just look at the side of the posts too. the sfw ones are marked with a (sfw).
IF YOU’RE A MINOR, DON’T READ SMUT. tHANKS. *BONK*.
Also, i moaned about not having enough aaron pics to change my pfp and @full-kagutsuchi, my interestelar sugar mommy, gave me this pictures and i just put make up on him to keep the energy. Thanks, lil mama.
Aaron:
nsfw alphabet (NSFW)
kinktober 07 - breeding kink. (NSFW)
kinktober 14 - collaring (NSFW)
kinktober 17 - threesome ft Ivan (NSFW)
kinktober 21 - size difference (NSFW)
kinktober 22 - overstimulation (NSFW)
kind of crack!smut kinktober 28 - lingerie (NSFW)
smut headcanons i go for - Aaron (NSFW)
getting to know aaron.
micro! s/o (NSFW)
Raphael:
nsfw alphabet (NSFW)
kinktober 06 - sensory deprivation (NSFW)
kinktober 02 - micro (NSFW)
kinktober 13 - body worship. (NSFW)
kinktober 24 - masturbation (NSFW)
kinktober 29 - praise kink (NSFW)
smut headcanons i go for - Raphael (NSFW)
Beliath:
nsfw alphabet (NSFW)
kinktober 04 - latex (NSFW)
kinktober 04 revenge request - latex!bel
kinktober 05 - double penetration in two holes ft. Ethan (NSFW)
EXTRA!: kinktober 10 - somnophilia (NSFW)
kinktober 15 - massage (NSFW)
kinktober 20- creampie (NSFW)
kinktober 30 - sex toys (NSFW)
smut headcanons i go for - beliath (NSFW)
Vladimir:
nsfw alphabet (NSFW)
kinktober 08 - casting couch (NSFW)
kinktober 10 - daddy kink (NSFW)
kinktober 18 - bloodplay (NSFW)
kinktober 23 - shower sex (NSFW)
kinktober 25 - bondage (NSFW)
kinktober 27 - role reversal (mommy kink day 10 sequel) (NSFW)
vlad dumb headcanons (sfw)
relationship headcanons for Vlad (sfw)
smut headcanons i go for - vladimir (NSFW)
Ethan:
nsfw alphabet (NSFW)
kinktober 01 - knifeplay (NSFW)
kinktober 03 - medical play (NSFW)
kinktober 05 - double penetration in two holes. ft. Beliath (NSFW)
kinktober 12 - dacryphilia.(NSFW)
kinktober 19 - ruined orgasm (NSFW)
kinktober 31 - free day! ( kind of fluffy surprise!)(NSFW)
smut headcanons i go for - ethan (NSFW)
relationship hcs (sfw)
micro!eloise
Ivan:
nsfw alphabet (NSFW)
kinktober 09 - pegging(NSFW)
kinktober 11 - stockings(NSFW)
kinktober 16 - intercrural sex (lovan)(NSFW)
kinktober 17 - threesome ft. Aaron(NSFW)
kinktober 26 - stripping (NSFW)
nsfw hcs I go for - ivan (NSFW)
All 6: reactions/hcs.
reaction to fem!s/o with clirotal scarring(NSFW)
reaction to you you tying them up(NSFW)
they date eloise, but she’s another vampire’s chalice. (sfw)
eloise comes out to them as bi (sfw)
pregnant mc (sfw)
the baby is lost halfway (sfw)
boys reaction to a touch starved, but too shy to ask for it MC (sfw)
mc who gets sick a lot (sfw)
tokyo ghoul and their kagunes (sfw)
mc comes out to them as trans(sfw)
children with MC(sfw)
eloise adopts a possum/raccoon(sfw)
MC gets in a depressed mood bc they’re harsh.(sfw)
MC has never had a man B4(sfw)
Eloise is a gamer.(sfw)
MC sneaking tech into the house.(sfw)
how they laugh(sfw)
they fall in love with a human village girl [A] [R] [B] [V] [E] [I]
MC suddenly wakes up blind. (sfw)
Leandra:
EXTRA!: kinktober 10 - scissoring(NSFW)
Neil:
pregnant mc hcs (sfw)
sex headcanons (trans mc!)(NSFW)
feral neil for bal(NSFW)
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Ohhhhhh... inexperienced Dia with the monster cock and no idea how to use it? 😈 YES!!!
Sugar Daddy Luci?! You've sparked something in me... letting me have the good credit card (not Mammon, haha sucker 😜) so I can buy myself some pretty new clothes. No limit, as long as I promise to show off my purchases when I'm back.
Think of all the teeny pieces of lingerie I could buy. Certainly a great way to turn him feral, playfully slapping away his hands when he moves to touch me in my latest purchase. Will the lingerie still function once he is done with it and me?! 😨
- 📍
p.s. yeah you're right... It's both hands. He is feeling a little handsy today 😏
It's done, just need to edit it. 😮💨
Omfg yes I love this! To mammon's utter disgust it is actually Goldie. Though he can't find it in him to blame you, it's lucifers fault dammit!
If he's not with you when you're shopping he demands updates in the form of pictures on the outfits you're choosing. Send him cute dressing room pictures please. Though he won't beg for them he will expect them.
Everytime you slap his hand away is a slap he's giving to your ass later. So tease him at your own peril. 🥵
Yeah that lingerie is not making to see the light of day when he's finished with you. It's either torn to shreds or soiled beyond recognition. 👀👀
He better be handsy everyday if he knows what's good for him 😂
#📍anon#might just slap his hand away because i want him to smack my ass.#obey me lucifer#obey me!#obey me shall we date
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Truth Part 2
Beatrix chuckled as she made her way to Giovana. The fun loving prankster demon had bitten off more than she could chew and accidentally pranked herself. Instead of using a truth serum on the brothers Gio somehow took it instead. Now Trix was part of the crew to keep people away. This was a serious manor, not only did she get a text from Gio asking for help but Barbatos sent them a slightly threatening message.. but hey at least Beatrix was trusted enough by Barb. She found Gio at the castle, naturally as Barbatos had already started to damage control. After getting passed a worried and pushy Diavolo Trix finally was with their other best friend.
"Gio I don't know why this is such a big deal but whatever Barb said to Dia didn't help because that man is acting like you're dying.. This isn't a kill you after its done truth serum is it?" Worry struck the human for a second, nah that wouldn't be right. It's just Diavolo over reacting, but why? He was strange but Trix didn't question it too much, now wasn't the time. "Now I'm here to help with 'making sure nothing gets out' in the cryptic words of our lovely Barb. This has to be something big if they are acting like that. Why is this such a big secret? Like I'm probably here to figure out a way to reverse it which I mean I can and will but I'm gonna need company while I figure out where you got it from and what kind it is and who you got it from, ya know? So I can take this opportunity to ask some things."
"So we all know about your little tea time with Asmodeus, where you talk about our resident couples, but we haven't talked about you. So Gio, who are you crushin' on? There has to be someone you like, its only natural. Please don't say its Diavolo, I will only accept that he is a sugar daddy and you stole that job from Asmo, because he deserves a good sugar daddy who will treat him right." Trix laughed, remembering conversations about sugar daddies once. "Also speaking of tea you should spill some of it and since we are in the castle, got any dirt on Diavolo and Barb? I bet you know some things from living here with them."
Giovanna sat on her bed, anxiously bouncing her leg as she waited for Trix to arrive to help. She was frustrated that she had been so stupid as to follow a truth serum recipe she found without reading the fine print- and now it had backfired onto her. She knew it was bad, but the way Barb and Diavolo reacted only made her feel worse. She just wanted to get the spell out of her system so they would stop pacing outside her room. Gio hated seeing her brother worry so much- but she knew it was reasonable worry this time seeing as if the wrong person asked the wrong questions it could be Very bad for them.
She heard commotion outside her room and stood up, hoping it was the arrival of Trix to save the day. And lucky for her, it was. Sighing in relief, she couldn’t help but chuckle at her friends concern “What? No, I’m not going to die. Don’t be silly, they just worry a lot. Although this IS kind of important. I can’t imagine what would happen if someone asked me the wrong question.” She laughed a little, trying to ease her friends worry. Grabbing Trix’s hand and dragging her to the desk, she cringed at one of the questions. “Well I mean. It IS big. It’s just a big deal because if someone asks the wrong question and I tell them the answer to the question it would be kind of bad if it got out and I’m really fighting the urge to blurt it out because the stupid serum wants me to answer things fully so I’m going to need you to ask another question other than why this is important or anything” Giovanna bit one of her knuckles, forcing herself to be quiet before she spilled too much. Although the second Trix asked her next question she almost wished she COULD just keep talking about the other thing.
“Okay, first of all? Dia? Disgusting, never accuse me of having a crush on him again that’s-“ She quickly grabbed a pillow to mumble something into- saying the truth even if Trix couldn’t hear it. “Moving on though, I’m honestly a little surprised you can’t tell who I have a crush on dear. I feel so obvious it’s a little embarrassing- I feel like one of those silly lovebirds we’ve helped set up. I’m head over heals for Asmo, of course. Now naturally I would never persue him while you two have whatever you have going on. Bestie code. Of course. And I don’t like him in a sim a sugar daddy way! I mean, I genuinely and truly am embarrassingly swooning over him. Isnt that beautiful! I was never planning on telling you that though darling I know you two have a strange little benefits situation like I said. Pretend I didn’t say anything.”
“As for Didi and Barb, of course I have tea on them. We’re all fairly close after all. Like have I told you about Dia’s crush on Luci? Like I know we’ve all joked about it but he’s like a little puppy sometimes. It began as a joke but dear I think he isn’t joking about wanting to worm is way into Luci and Logan’s love life. I’m almost a little embarrassed. That’s actually another reason I don’t want to interrupt you and asmo- Anyways. As far as Barb goes he’s still fairly private, even with me and Di. But I can tell you that he sometimes slips spells into tea. I feel like that isn’t a surprise, but he tries to keep it on the down low. Like he’ll give Luci teas with spells to boost his mood, or help him sleep. Di’s teas sometimes calm his energy, I think I get those ones too. I also get tea that helps with nightmares. I know when Lily was still adjusting he would specially make her iced teas that calmed her nerves. He works very hard on them all.”
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Ada Gula Yang Gak Ada Manis-manisnya
“Gpapa cntik kebantu filter dripada kebantu om om xixixi”, - screenshot twitter akun [at] resajalahhh
Beberapa hari lalu saya sempet baca artikel menarik di Mojok, judulnya itu 5 Alasan Kamu Perlu Meninggalkan Twitter atau Jaga Jarak Sekian Meter. Paling engga lima alesannya itu kaya (1) Urusan sepele dibesar-besarkan, (2) Terlalu banyak orang yang pengen keliatan open-minded, (3) Bahas privilege sampai lupa kalau main Twitter juga privilege, (4) Berjibunnya thread persoalan keluarga orang lain, sampai (5) Tempat zigot buzzer berkembang biak. Overall saya sepakat sama apa yang ada ditulisan itu. Saya juga ngerasa kalau twitter ini kadang toxic sih (terlepas dari do your magic atau speak up kasus-kasus atau pun berita-berita terupdate-nya ya). Tapi ada satu hal toxic nih yang belum disebutin kalau kata saya. Apa itu? Next!
“Iya, aku juga gak tau loh kenapa deh trending twitterku isinya open BO, atau yang lain-lain yang berbau kaya gitu”,
Kayaknya gak jarang ya trending Twitter di kita isinya hal-hal menjurus ke 18+ gitu. Ada aja tiap minggunya trending isinya gitu apalagi kalau dah kamis malam. Dah lah bhye! But sorry para pencari link, pas di klik trending-nya, kamu gak akan menemukan kode nuklir yang dicari HHH (semoga pada gak ngerti please). Anyway kalau kita klik, biasanya yang muncul itu akun-akun Open BO (Booking Out) gitu. Yang DP Profilnya cewek-cewek cantik gitu. Yang intinya kalau butuh temen ‘main’ tinggal DM. Tapi saya gak tau sih, ini akun hode (cowok yang pake foto cewek) atau akun buat BO Beneran. Gak pernah nyoba nge DM sih haha
Dan biasanya si akun open BO ini banyak lagi jumlahnya. But for now, saya gak akan bahas tentang per open BO-an atau yang istilah lainnya itu tempat ‘jajan’ bagi sebagian orang. Kalau tempat jajan kan sekali ya, udah gitu. Ini ada yang lebih serem dari open BO. Dan malah kalau kata saya mah lebih serem kebanding Pelakor. Apaan emang? Sugar Baby!
Kalau pelakor kan mematikan diawal ya. Dia jelas tujuannya ngerebut doi dari kamu. Kalau sugar baby beda lagi. Sugar baby bakal hadir sebagai teman dan tempat cerita doi (dan kadang ngajak ‘main’ juga sih tergantung si Sugar Daddy-nya). she’s killing you slowly. Karena mungkin gak semua cowok bakal cerita everything ke kamu (bisa jadi kamu sibuk atau setiap doi cerita kamu gak dengerin atau doi merasa gak enak aja kalau cerita ke kamu karena doi takut nambah beban pikiran kamu atau pun alasan lain).
Disclaimer: Eh as always, di tulisan ini saya gak coba buat parno gitu ya. Tapi just to know aja sih. Dan semoga gak dapet yang kasus gini soalnya saya jarang sih denger ada kasus sugar baby gitu kalau di kita. Eh apa saya yang gak tau ya haha. skip!
Balik lagi, dia gak cerita ke kamu dan bakal nyari tempat cerita lain buat cerita kan. Karena gak dapet tempat nyaman di kamu, makanya dia nyari pelampiasan lain dan huala pilihannya bisa jadi ke pelakor candidate atau ke sugar baby. Eh ini gak semua ya, mungkin sebagian kecil doang sih yang gini mah. Jangan generalisasi semua cowok gitu ya, noted nih. Entar pada curiga ke suaminya masing-masing setelah baca ini lagi haha. Jangan yah. Tapi tapi tapi, apaan si sugar baby?
A prostitute not only offers sex acts for money and sees multiple men a day, but that's how she makes her living. A sugar baby wants an ongoing relationship. She wants a guy who she can get along with. She wants what a girlfriend or wife might get if they found a well-off man. She has a job that mostly pays her bills, but she is looking to improve her lifestyle. And she does not talk about sex for money.
Sugar baby itu biasanya anak-anak muda yang lagi sekolah/kerja juga ada sih yang gak mau terikat sama hubungan sama siapa-siapa tapi dia pengen ngerasain pengalaman dating. Istilanya itu “sugaring”. Emang tujuan sugaring apa? Kaya yang suka ada di quote-quote. What’s better than relationship? scholarship haha. Yang masih sekolah biasanya sugaring soalnya butuh financial support buat studinya. Target mereka siapa? Biasanya bapak-bapak yang udah tua sih. Yang udah financially stable. Dah sultan deh. Intinya sugar baby ini sugaring karena pengen dibantu secara finansial, bayar UKT misalnya.
SEFRUIT CERITA
Saya penasaran kan, selain butuh tempat cerita emang apa sih yang dipikirin sama sugar daddy sampe mau dating sugar babies. Saya nemu penjelasannya di business insider.
Disitu dicertain ada seorang cowok yang udah jadi sugar dady lebih dari satu dekade. Dah lama, dah dari taun 2006. Oh iya, fyi kalau di US itu ada platformnya buat nyari sugar baby. Salah satunya SeekingArrangement.com. back to taufik, awalnya si sugar daddy ini mikir kalau sugar baby itu selalu pelajar yang butuh uang buat keperluan studi. Tapi ternyata enggga juga. Beberapa kali dia nemuin yang udah kerja. Mereka yang pengen apartement baru cuman kebetulan gajinya gak cukup. Akhirnya si Sugar Daddy bantu.
Beberapa sugar baby sih kadang cuman bertahan beberapa minggu doang apalagi setelah tau kalau sugar daddy ini gak cukup support finansial mereka (keliatan kalau nyari duitnya doang). Nah dia nyoba eksperimen buat ngeliat sebenernya sugar baby itu tujuannya apa. Biasanya tipikal sugar baby itu punya tujuan, kaya saving buat beli mobil, taking a trip, atau biar dapet apartemen baru (kaya tadi). Gak dipungkiri sih kalau sugar babies ini yang lagi pacaran, atau baru putus, atau cerai atau malah orang yang gak mau pacaran soalnya males sama drama-dramanya.
Beberapa dari mereka tuh suka cowok yang lebih tua (dan punya banyak duit tapi yah haha) buat ngebuat mereka fancy. Older women who have been married expect things, while sugar babies are grateful to get them.
Katanya dia punya sugar baby, umurnya setengah nya doi. Tapi hubungannya kaya pacaran aja.
Sebagai sugar daddy, kamu kaya bulan madu setiap waktu. You get treated well. Terus kamu ngerasa jadi the savior buat orang yang ngebutuhin bantuan (mungkin dia seneng gegara superiornya serasa terpenuhi).
Tapi gak jarang juga sih sugar baby ini cuman scammer. Orang yang bener-bener pengen duit nya doang. Dia gak ngerasa terpenuhi.
Duh apa ya yang mau sampe-in, saya jadi bingung value apa yang mau saya sampe-in saya di tulisan kali ini sebenernya haha. Ini pengen nulis aja gegara ngeliat ada status twitter yang tadi “Gpapa cntik kebantu filter dripada kebantu om om xixixi”. Mungkin itu kali ya, kepenasaran saya yang sudah saya pendam dari SMP akhirnya kejawab gitu. Pas SMP kan kita suka denger istilah itu ya. Mainnya sama om-om. Akhirnya saya bisa tidur dengan tenang malam ini. Ternyata gak semua itu Open BO, tapi ada juga yang sugar babies. Gula yang gak ada manis-manisnya. Semoga kita gak termasuk deh ya. Dah ah segitu dulu buat tulisan kali ini. Semoga nambah insight baru. Bye, merci beaucoup and thanks for having a beautiful mind
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Before The Dawn (Ch.4)
"...what is this?"
Tony had woken Cassie early that morning so she could keep an ear out for Diana while he ran errands. She had no idea where he needed to go so early in the morning but when he got home, everything explained itself. Cassie was in the middle of eating her cereal after making sure the baby was taken care of when Tony nearly burst through the door. After shoveling the rest of her breakfast into her mouth, and Tony got Dia out of her high chair, he herded them out front just in time to see a trailer driving away. Just as Cassie was about to ask what it was for, Tony led them around the corner where she found an alpaca happily grazing on bits of grass.
"Your pet alpaca!" Tony says with a grin and Cassie looks up at him before sighing. "What? What's with that look?"
"You're so extra." She tells him flatly as Diana pries herself away from Cassie's leg to waddle over to the alpaca.
Tony snorts. "Then I wouldn't be Tony Stark."
"I meant a puppy or a kitten. Or even a fish!" Cassie says with some exaggeration. "You went with an alpaca!"
"Don't sass me."
Cassie rolls her eyes and watches Diana pet the alpaca in the way only babies can, glad that it didn't seem bothered with her. She really didn't want to be spit on if it felt threatened. She knew that because she did a lot of reading about animals on the tablet Tony gave her. At least it was another...what did Peter call Tibbs?
A chill animal.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Cassie asks Tony.
"Boy. You going to name him?"
"Uhh...I can't think of anything." She looks at the alpaca that happens to be staring back at her while munching lazily on grass.
"Alright then. We'll call him Gerald." Tony claps his hands together and then rubs them."Let's get him settled in his new home."
Cassie gives him another look. "He's not going to sleep in the house is he?"
"What? Pfft. No. I had a little stable built for him."
Cassie picks up Diana while Tony leads Gerald to the small stable behind the house, and they watch as he gives the alpaca a large pile of hay. She knew that this would likely turn into one of her daily chores, but she was okay with it because she expected it. There was just one thing she refused to do.
"I'm not picking up his poop." Cassie says as she turns to take Diana back inside.
"What?! You wanted a pet!"
"You wanted to be extra so you have to pay the consequences!" She calls back.
"Do you take after your mother or was your dad a secret sass monster?"
"My dad!" She replies and closes the back door when she gets back inside. "I hope you take after your mommy." She mumbles to Diana.
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A few years passed similarly, and as Cassie got older, she took on more of the household responsibilities. She cooked more, cleaned, took care of Diana and Tony, and took care of Gerald too. For the most part, Tony did clean up after the alpaca but every once in a while she would have to do it. Potty training Diana was actually pretty easy. She was ready to learn by the time she was running and she wasn't even two years old yet.
The biggest thing that happened was when...puberty hit Cassie. Fortunately she had an idea of what was going on, but neither of her parents had been able to give her the talk before the snap. Tony...bless his heart...gave her the talk even though she knew he was wildly uncomfortable about it. He hid it well, but it wasn't that the subject made him squeamish, but the fact that he had to be the one to talk to her. He felt he wasn't the right person to answer all of her questions, so he told her what he could and then did the smart thing by calling Pepper.
To Cassie's amusement, Tony had no problem buying her sanitary products when she needed them. When they were at the store and Cassie told him that she needed to restock, Tony nodded and took her down the feminine hygiene aisle.
"You're not embarrassed?"
"Nope. It's a part of life and one day Diana will need them too."
Tony sighed after he said that and it made Cassie laugh because she knew it was because he was faced with the reality that his little girl would one day grow up. She smiled when she was done laughing and pat his arm before picking out what she needed and adding it to the cart.
Now, at fifteen, she was currently stuck in the bathroom after looking under the sink and finding that she hadn't put her new box of tampons under it after their shopping trip yesterday. Cassie groans and reaches for the door and cracks it open.
"Dia!" She calls loudly.
"Yeah?" The five year old replies from downstairs.
"Can you get my box of tampons from the bag on the table and bring them up to me?"
"Kay!"
There was crinkling of the grocery bag a couple moments later, thumping on the stairs, and then the bathroom door swung wide open. Cassie's eyes widen and she scrambles to at least get Diana in the bathroom so she can close the door, and the little girl puts the box on the sink. The teen was used to Dia barging in on her whether it was in the bathroom or her bedroom, and was working on privacy with her.
"Dia! I talked to you about this!" Cassie sighs and grabs the box.
"Daddy is in the garage." She says.
"Okay, well, that's not the point. You knock and crack the door open just enough to come in if I'm in the bathroom or changing in my room." Cassie points to the door. "Practice that while leaving and close the door behind you, okay?"
"Can we make cookies?"
"Diana."
The little girl sighs dramatically and leaves the bathroom just like Cassie taught her to, and when she closes the door behind her, the teen finishes up. After storing the box under the sink and washing her hands, she goes downstairs and shakes her head with an amused smile when she finds Diana pulling out all of the ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. Just this once she would go with Dia's decision since cookies did sound good, and it would probably lure Tony out of the garage for the day.
"I guess I better go put my hair up." Cassie says and turns back toward the stairs.
"Oh! Me too!" Diana says and follows after her after carefully putting the sugar on the counter.
It was a bonding technique they enjoyed together. Every morning, or after a bath, Diana would go into Cassie's room with a brush and the teen would turn on the TV so Diana could watch it while Cassie brushed her hair. Now, while Diana crawled onto Cassie's bed when they got to the teen's room, Cassie grabs her brush and a couple of hair ties and smiles when she sits on the bed behind the little girl. This time, Diana was content to read one of her picture books while Cassie brushed her hair, and the older girl took a little longer than usual to put Dia's hair up in a small ponytail.
"Will my hair get as long as yours, Sissy?"
"Sure it will."
"Daddy keeps telling the haircut lady to cut it short like this." Diana pouts and Cassie laughs as she ties her hair.
"That's because he doesn't want to hurt you if he ends up having to brush your hair."
"But you almost always brush my hair."
"Almost. Just be patient. Your hair grows fast and soon you won't need his help."
Cassie smiles and gets back up to look in her mirror and brush her hair back into a ponytail, and Diana patiently reads her book while she waits. A few of her things ended up finding a semi-permanent home in the teen's room since she spent so much time with Cassie, and there were times she ended up falling asleep with her. Cassie didn't mind it since it didn't happen all the time, and she even enjoyed the company. There were just some things only another girl would understand that Tony wouldn't. Or maybe he would understand but Cassie didn't feel like torturing him.
"Would Mommy have brushed my hair?" Diana asks quietly and Cassie sets her hairbrush down when she finishes.
"Maybe. He would have at least tried."
"Because of his hands?"
"Mmhmm." Cassie holds out her hand and helps Dia off the bed when she takes it.
"How come Daddy doesn't talk about him or Peter or Harley?"
Cassie stops and kneels down in front of Diana. The little girl knew about the snap even if she didn't fully understand what happened. She knew that her mom and brothers were taken away because of it and Cassie's dad as well, but she didn't know that Tony watched it happen. He asked Cassie not to tell Diana that bit of detail and she promised she wouldn't, only telling Dia what she could to help her understand.
"Because it still hurts him Dia." Cassie says softly.
"Does thinking about your daddy still hurt you too?" Diana asks.
"Yeah...not as much as it used to but...the reasons are different. That's all I can say."
"... okay."
Poor Diana knew when a subject should be left alone, and unfortunately the taboo was about her deceased family. She just wanted to know about them and the majority of the task landed on Cassie's shoulders. Sometimes the other Avengers would visit and tell stories that Diana drank in like a sponge, but for the most part it was Cassie telling her the stories and whatever Tony let slip. The older girl often caught Diana looking through Peter's photo album before bed and would tell her a couple of stories before having her go to sleep. Cassie never begrudged Tony for it though. He watched Stephen and Peter (and the other people he allied with) turn to dust. Cassie was fortunate enough not to actually see anyone get dusted. Especially her father. If she did, she had a feeling she would be hurting just as much as Tony.
"Let's go make those cookies now. Maybe we can make some with butterscotch chips for your dad."
"He likes milk with his cookies too!"
"He does. I think we'll all have milk and cookies."
Diana smiles and races down to the kitchen to pull out the rest of the ingredients, and Cassie turns on the oven when she finally makes it down as well. After checking that Diana got everything they needed, they started to pour everything into the mixer. As they were pouring the flour mixture in with the wet ingredients, the mixer was going too fast for the amount poured in and the flour blew up in their faces. The two cough and wipe their faces free of it before finishing, and Tony walks in just after they put the first two sheets in.
He promptly started laughing.
"You making flour bombs in here or cookies?" He chuckles.
"Guess you'll have to find out." Cassie answers as she wipes the rest of the flour off of Diana.
"Having fun piccola?" He asks Diana.
"Uh-huh! We made some cookies with butter...umm…" she furrows her brows together in thought and then smiles. "Butterscotch! Just for you!"
"Oh yeah? I'm looking forward to them. You two always make the best cookies." Tony smiles as he sneaks behind them to grab the bag of coffee beans from the cupboard.
Cassie promptly smacked his hand though and took them to put them back.
"No! Breakfast only and two cups maximum!" She scolds as Tony shakes his hand.
"I feel like I'm losing my authority in my own house." He gripes half-heartedly.
"Don't be so overdramatic about coffee. Just wait a few minutes and you can have milk with cookies like we're going to." Cassie huffs.
"Alright, alright. I'll go watch tv in the living room." Tony says. "No more flour bombs."
Cassie grabs a cleanish measuring spoon and chucks it at his head.
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2020 English Playlist
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In English:
100 Ways - Jackson Wang
21 - Gracie Abrams
88rising
♪ from their album Head in the Clouds ♬
History
La Cienega
♪ from their album Head in the Clouds II ♬
2 the Face
La La Lost You
Need Is Your Love
Aliso - Dylan Jordan
A Little Messed Up - June
All the Stars - Kendrick Lamar & SZA
All You Need to Know - Gryffin & Slander & Calle Lehmann
Are You Bored Yet? - Wallows & Clairo
Ariana Grande
Goodnight n Go
Stuck with U
♪ from her album Positions ♬
Just Like Magic
Motive
Positions
At Least I Look Cool - Sasha Sloan
Au/ra
Broken
Ideas
Ava Max
Kings & Queens
Slow Dance
BØRNS
American Money
Faded Heart
Past Lives
Baby I’m Yours - Arctic Monkeys
Backyard Boy - Claire Rosinkranz
Bad - Lennon Stella
Bad Idea - pxzvc & Shiloh Dynasty
Bad Ideas - Tessa Violet
Bedsheets - Tia
Be Okay - Jordan Fisher
Blackbear
♪ from his album everything means nothing ♬
Half Alive
If I Were U
me & ur ghost
Queen of Broken Hearts
Boy Pablo
Beach House
Dance, Baby!
Hey Girl
Breaking Me - Topic & A7S
Breathe Again - Corbyn
Bright Side of the Moon - Christian French
Broken Hearts - Davai & Lovespeake
Broken Record - Golden
Busy - Axel Mansoor
Call - Ocean Heights
Cancer - Twenty One Pilots
Candy Choppa - Warrenisyellow & Chasu
Cardiac Arrest - Bad Suns
Carsick - Maro
Cheat Codes
Between Our Hearts
Stay
Choke - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
Cigarettes - Carlie Hanson
Clean - Hey Violet
Cologne - Alec Wigdahl
Come Through - Eric Nam
Conan Gray
♪ from his album Kid Krow ♬
Affluenza
Checkmate
Comfort Crowd
Fight or Flight
Little League
Wish You Were Sober
Cool Out - Imagine Dragons
Cutepink - Lukey & Raphael
Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood
Daydreamer - Kidsnot$aints
dhruv
Double Take
Moonlight
Doin’ Time - Lana Del Rey
Do You Love Me - Stephanie Poetri
Dreams Where Ur Murdered - X Lovers
Drunk Me - Davin Kingston
Dua Lipa
Un Dia (One Day)
♪ from her album Future Nostalgia ♬
Break My Heart
Love Again
Far Away - Qaayel, Cnebce
Far Away - Utah & Kyl
Fletcher
♪ from her album The S(ex) Tapes ♬
If I Hated You
Shh… Don’t Say It
Silence
The One
Free Love - Honne
Gallant
♪ from his album Sweet Insomnia ♬
Compromise
Sweet Insomnia
Get You - Daniel Caesar & Kali Uchis
Golden Dandelions - Barns Courtney
Halsey
Be Kind
Graveyard
Harry Styles
♪ from his album Fine Line ♬
Sunflower, Vol. 6
Watermelon Sugar
Heat Waves - Glass Animals
Hell and High Water - Major Lazer & Diplo & Alessia Cara
Holiday - Lil Nas X
Homage - Mild High Club
Honey - Tyler Sellers
Hot Tub Dream Machine - Tobi Lou
Hummingbird - Mark Diamond
Hush - Ricky Himself & Kailee Morgue
I Don’t Know Why (Ellis Remix) - NOTD & Astrid S & Ellis
I Don’t Want No Champagne - Chimmi
i go high, you go low - Matt Sato
ily (I Love You Baby) - Surf Mesa & Emilee
Intentions - Justin Bieber & Quavo
Isaac Dunbar
God, This Feels Good
Intimate Moments
Miss America
Woman On the Hills
♪ from his album Isaac’s Insects ♬
Comme Des Garcons
Makeup Drawer
Scorton’s Creek
Jaden
♪ from his album CTV3: Cool Tape Vol. 3 ♬
Everything
Falling for You
LUCY!
Joji
♪ from his album Nectar ♬
Daylight
Gimme Love
Pretty Boy
Run
July on Film - Zeauxi
Just Buried! - iamnotshane
Justice Carradine
Limbo
Necessary Evil
K/DA
♪ from their album All Out ♬
More
Villain
Keshi
Don’t Leave
♪ from his album always ♬
Always
Drunk
Khalid
Be Like That
Off the Grid
Suncity
Lauv
Mine (You Can’t Find Love in Mollywood)
Slow Grenade
Who
Little Mix
♪ from their album Confetti ♬
Not a Pop Song
Sweet Melody
Loneliness for Love - lovelytheband
Lonely - Finding Hope
Lostboycrow
Candy Wine
Devil’s in the Backseat
The World’s Always Been Ending
Lotus Inn - Why Don’t We
Love Birds - wimp
Love in My Pocket - Rich Brian & Eaj
Love Lost - Harbour
Love Me Like a Friend - Fly By Midnight
Mad at Disney - Salem Ilese
Madison Beer
All Day and Night
Hurts Like Hell
Selfish
Magic in the Hamptons - Lil Yachty & Social House
MAX
Naked
Take Over
♪ from his album Colour Vision ♬
Blueberry Eyes
New Life
Working for the Weekend
Medicine - Shawn Wasabi & Tia Scola
Monsta X
♪ from their album All About Luv ♬
Got My Number
Happy Without Me
Love U
Moonmap - Meego
My Favourite Clothes - Rini
Natalie Don’t - Raye
Neon Trees
♪ from their album I Can Feel You Forgetting Me ♬
New Best Friend
Nights
New Hope Club
Paycheck
Worse
♪ from their album New Hope Club ♬
Flight Away
Just to Find Love
Know Me Too Well
Remember
We Broke Up in a Dream
Next to You - Becky G & Digital Farm Animals & Rvssian
Nico Collins
Happy?
Our Way Out
We’ll Never Make It
Niki
Dancing with the Devil
I Like U
Spell
Sugarplum Elegy
Vintage
♪ from her album Moonchild ♬
Nightcrawlers
Plot Twist
Tide
Ok On Your Own - mxmtoon & Carly Rae Jepsen
Older - Shallou & Daya & Felix Cartal
On the Low - Justin Park
Paradise - Lil Uzi Vert
Paragraphs - Luke Chiang
Peach Tree Rascals
Mariposa
Not Ok
Pink Sweat$
At My Worst
Icy
Play Date - Melanie Martinez
Post Malone (GATTUSO Remix) - Sam Feldt & RANI
Pure Imagination - Unclenathannn & Shiloh Dynasty
Quinn XCII
♪ from his album A Letter To My Younger Self ♬
Coffee
Sleep While I Drive
R3HAB
Am I the Only One
Dream of You
Make Friends
One More Dance
Whiplash
Rabbit Hole - AViVA
Real Love - Rei Brown
Rockets - Waki
Ruel
Empty Love
Up to Something
Runaway - Tiffany Young & Babyface
San Francisco - Galantis & Sofia Carson
Scrambled - Havelock
Selena Gomez
Boyfriend
It Ain’t Me
Shawn Mendes
♪ from his album Wonder ♬
305
Teach Me How to Love
Someone Else - Duncan Laurence
Space Makes Me Sad - Fiji Blue
Splash - Public
Star City Cafe - Hevel & Evito
Stay with Me - ayokay & Jeremy Zucker
Sunlight - Maty Noyes
Surf. - Wave to Earth
Take Yourself Home - Troye Sivan
Tell Me U Luv Me - Juice WRLD & Trippie Red
Therefore I Am - Billie Eilish
The Vamps
Burn
Hair Too Long
Part of Me
Tiffany Day
Clout Chaser
Commitment Issues
Gonna Be Okay
Time Flies - Drake
Tomorrow Tonight - Loote
Up All Night - Clevt
ur just a fan - Suggi
Watching You Walk Away - Stephen Puth
Will Jay
♪ from his album Perfectionist ♬
Must Be Nice
Talking to Myself
Writing a Song Pt. 1
Yellow Roses - Charlie Powers
Young Heart - Kara Marni & Russ
Zayn
Rumors
Scripted
In Spanish:
Clandestina - FILV & Edmofo & Emma Petersz
Electronic:
Howls Moving Castle - Theodor Ellefsen
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