#don’t win the war till I get there [asks]
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A/n- this was supposed to be for a request but it didn’t quite come out how I wanted it to, so I will be writing something else for the request but I wont let this smut go to waste
Warnings: Oral sex, (F receiving), mike cums in his pants, arguing, fighting, smut, slight angst.
Word count: 1k
Arguments between you and Mike were few and far between. You just didn’t really have them, and if you did it was usually resolved quickly. This time however, both of your stubbornness was getting the better of each other. So it was somewhere near midnight and you were still bickering in the living room. Mike was standing in front of where you were seated on the couch. He was rubbing the bridge of his nose with two fingers and trying to think of his next move. Meanwhile you were locked and loaded, ready to battle it out.
He sighed and looked at you, “You’re being a stubborn brat about this, I already said no. We aren’t enrolling her in something that she’s not even going to be interested in three months from now. Especially when it’s going to cost an arm and leg to get her an instrument.”
Abby had come home talking all about band class and about how her best friend would be joining. Abby had decided she wanted to play the trumpet. Those were surprisingly pricey, but you had already told her before Mike could interject with his thoughts that you would get her a trumpet if that’s what she wanted to play. Mike hadn’t taken this lightly and gave you a look across the table. The look said, “We will talk about this later.”
It was already too late, you wouldn’t go back on your word with Abby. So Mikes arguing was really for nothing. You realized this shortly into the argument but he wanted to keep going. So you did.
“I don’t see why it’s such a big deal Mike, I already said I would take care of it. You’re not going to stop me from doing it, especially if it’s going to make her happy. So you should probably just stop fighting with me about it.”
This seems to make him angrier, “This is what I mean! You didn’t even let me get a word in. She asks for anything and you just jump to it. It’s like if she asks you to jump you say how high?”
You were a sucker for his little sister and you couldn’t help it. Since the beginning you two had grown a bond. When you and Mike started dating after being set up on a blind date by mutual friends she immediately took a liking to you. The same went for you with her.
“Okay Mike, I’m sorry that Abby wanted to do something and I have the ability to make it happen. I just want her to be able to do anything she puts her mind to, she’s a bright little girl and I want her to have her creative outlets.” You’re starting to get annoyed with him and you stand up to try and create space between you two to cool off. He uses your movement to close the space between you.
Mike’s hands rest on your hips with a tight grip, “I’m not done talking about this yet,” He says and practically pulls you into his chest.
You push against him and try to back away to no avail, “Mike we both need to cool off before we wake Abby up. We shouldn’t be fighting like this where she can here.”
He’s looking into your eyes and his grip on your hips tighten, “Then let’s not fight baby, lets just let it go till morning.” He lets his lips brush against yours. Against your better judgement you kiss back. Your lips connect like they were made for each other and Mikes hands don’t stay where they are for long once he knows he has you right where he wants you. His hands begin to roam up your back under your shirt touching the soft expanse of skin there. His hands are warm and you can’t complain, except you’re supposed to be arguing right now.
He grabs one of your legs to hitch it up around his waist and you wrap your arms around his neck for support. The kiss depens and you know you’ve lost the battle, but you’re going to win the war.
He wraps his arms under your butt and hoists you up carrying you towards the bedroom. You begin to kiss at his neck figuring that this is better than arguing with him for another few hours.
You hear his breath hitch in his throat as you kiss, he struggles to get the door open and closed with you in his arms but soon he rests you on the bed and you release your legs from around him. He tugs your pants off leaving you in panties. He places himself between your legs and leans down, mouthing at the soft fabric of your underwear and letting his tongue trace the fabric over your clit.
Your head tilts back in anticipation as you let out a soft moan, “Mike, baby, please.” You say quietly.
He shushes you gently from between your legs and moments later hes hooking his fingers in the waistband of your panties pulling them down your legs and tossing them somewhere else in the room. Mike goes back to licking at your wet folds, tongue pressing between them and to your clit.
You moan out softly and feel your hips involuntarily grind against his mouth, searching for more. You let a hand move to tangle in his hair, holding him there where it feels the best.
Mike continues his assault, tongue flicking against your clit and licking long stripes up your wet entrance every little bit. You feel the heat pooling in your stomach as an orgasm builds itself up. Your legs begin to twitch slightly and your thighs tighten around Mikes head, causing him to moan at the restriction.
He begins to work harder, tongue moving in tight circles on your clit as he buries his face impossibly deeper into your cunt. He could stay like this forever, pussy drunk, making you feel good. Especially with your thighs tight around his head keeping him where he is.
You feel it building further and you know you’re close to the edge, just a little more and you’ll be coming undone against Mikes mouth like this. As he eats you out you begin to rock your hips steadily against his mouth.
“Fuck baby, yes, just like that. Keep going… Oh fuck, don’t stop.” You practically beg as you bury your fingers in his hair, tightening your grip to fuck yourself against his mouth. Your body twitches as the orgasm washes over you, stilling for a moment before rocking your hips against his tongue to ride the pleasure of the orgasm out. You continue rocking your hips until you feel the overstimulation gripping his hair and pulling him away from your clit.
The look on his face is far off and dreamy. It could be the lack of oxygen you allowed him while keeping him buried in your pussy, or it could be the fact that he just loves making you feel good. He crawls up the bed to collapse next to you and you look at him with confusion.
“What about you baby?” You ask leaning into his side tracing your fingers across his chest.
He shakes his head and laughs quietly, “Mmm I already uhh. I already came while I was down there…”
You grin at him and press a kiss to his lips humming softly before laying your head down on the pillow, “I win… Abby’s getting the trumpet by the way.” You say before rolling over and letting yourself fall to sleep.
Mike doesn’t argue with you this time, he simply wraps his arms around your body and falls asleep next to you, figuring he has a chance at winning the argument next time
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hi!! Can you do romance prompt for Arber #9 “However many years we have left, I want to spend them all with you.”
you write him so sweet🥹thanks in advance I can’t wait to read it!
Thanks for this anon! Enjoy🤍
“Hey babe? What do you want for your birthday this year?” Arber asked from behind the laptop. You would be turning 20 next month, thankfully on a weekend free of games and practices. It gave him a free and open 4 days to cram everything celebratory he could think of for his favorite girl. You deserved it and now that he knew how unserious you thought of your birthday, he wasn’t going to let you get away easy. He’s gasped and nearly had a hissy when he found out you didn’t celebrate and hadn’t for a long time, scoffing at the suggestion that you continue with that theme. “Uh. No.” He said holding up a hand to silence you “We’re celebrating your birthday.”
“Nothing.”
He rolled his eyes and shook his head “Come on. Don’t be like that. I can’t take you out at midnight, so you have to let me get you something or throw a party.”
You leaned around the doorframe from where you were folding laundry to smile mischievously “Even if I was old enough, you would take me out where? You barely make it past 8pm every night.”
You weren’t wrong.
It wasn’t uncommon for Arber to suggest watching a movie only for him to asleep within the first ten minutes of it. He still glared at you either way. You were always giving him shit for the gap between your ages, though it wasn’t huge. Arber however felt most days like he was 80 years old, and being held together with screws and tape. So while he was only 4 years older, the constant beating his body took made the gap seem wider.
“What are you saying?” He turned completely around.
“I’m saying there’s no way you’d be able to party till all hours. Midnight is way past your bedtime.”
His mouth fell open “What did you just say to me?”
“You heard me. Old man.”
You immediately regretted it because the ‘Old Man’ in question was out of his chair and across the room before you even had time to scream. In one swoop he had you airborne and then on the bed with a squeal with an “OOF.” As you landed and bounced.
“Take it back.” He said fingers digging in to your sides.
You screeched and started to kick“Never.”
An all out wrestling war had started and you were losing until you heard a loud crack.
He shot straight up eyes squeezing shut “Oh Jesus!” He yelled, chuckling as he held his lower back.
“Careful grandpa.” You gasped out as you started laughing “You don’t wanna slip a disk.”
“You-“ but you had already slid out from under him and made to run before he caught you again and pulled you down on top of him.
“Okay okay you win. You win. Oh god, I think I threw my back out.”
You started laughing and took a deep breath attempting to untangle yourself and sit upright to straddle him “So when you kick it are you gonna leave me all your stuff?”
He made a face and closed his eyes “You say the sweetest things to me.”
You gave a little giggle and reached a hand forward to rub his shoulders. He closed his eyes and groaned head falling to the side “Oh my gosh that feels fucking phenomenal.”
“Your pretty beat up here.” You said tracing a finger over the scar from his shoulder operation and the scattered bruises from the game yesterday “How many good years do you think you have left?” He smiled and let out a low chuckle, eyes still closed and rested a hand on either side of your hips.
“However many years I have left, I want to spend them all with you.” A bunch of tiny butterflies started flitting around in your stomach and you smiled very slowly as he peeked at you out of one eye “Pretty smooth eh?”
“For a guy who’s almost halfway to 50 it wasn’t bad.”
He gave your hips a squeeze “Just promise me one thing. If there’s ever a time when I can’t get it up put me out of my misery.”
You gave him a smack and then a kiss.
“Deal.”
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Propersituations - Robb Stark
Part 1
(1/2)
Rob x fem!reader Targaryen
Warnings: GOT
Word count: 810
Summary: Y/n and her sister Daenerys have decided to possibly help Robb Stark with his war. But will he accept the terms?
Authors Note: I really love this concept and will probably do more like it in the future.
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Taking another piece of land from the Lannister army wasn’t easy. Espeacially when Robb found himself on his back with a sword coming down towards his chest, ready to impale him.
When suddenly out of the blue a sword stuck out of the soldiers chest. As he fell Robb stood up and noticed his savior was a woman on horseback. He gave her a nodd of appreciation and she returned it. After the exchange the two continued to keep fighting.
Once the battle was over and the North had taken more territory Robb looked around searching for the woman that had saved his life.
Upon spotting her he noticed that she was actually heading his way on her horse. Once she was infront of him Robb nodded in thanks from earlier. “Thanks. I owe you my life.”
The woman smiled down at him. “Just win the War young wolve.”
“Who are you?” He asked stunned by the woman infront of him. She saved his life and she was stunning in her beauty. Why was this gorgeous woman on the battle field.
“Y/n. Y/n Targaryen.” Y/n spoke as she got off her horse. That’s when Robb noticed the small baby dragon on her shoulder.
“Targaryen?” Robb questioned shocked at hearing the name that was thought to have been extincted till as of late. The hair and dragon were shocking factors as well.
“Yes.” She nodded in confirmation, as she got off her horse gracefully. She was sure her name in Westeros was mind blowing.
“Explains the hair.” He joked with a friendly smile.
“And your a Stark. Explains the Direwolf.” Y/n teased back smiling at his nice break of the ice and lighten the mood. The way she smiled towards Greywind told Robb she truly wasn’t afraid of the Direwolf. But then again she had a dragon, why would she be afraid.
“I’ve heard of your sister. And you.” Robb said as the both of them walked throng the once battle field.
“Most have.” She commented looking around at all the remains. Most seemed to be lannister army whihc was good for the North she thought.
“Why’d you save me?” Robb asked her stopping the both of them from walking. He knew she wasn’t there when the fight had started. She must of shown up in the middle of it and decided to help out. It seemed to him that she had brought some men of her own with her. So was her intent to come and help? Why was she here? Last he heard her and her sister were across the sea.
“I’d like to help you win. Become King of the North.” Y/n told him flat out her reasons. Y/n had heard of what was going on in Westeros where her and her sister were. She wanted to help.
“In exchange for?” Robb knew that couldn’t be it. There had to be a motive, something her and her sister would get in exchange.
“Smart of you to assume there’s a catch young King.” She smiled proudly at his quick mind. “My sister wants to take her rightful spot on the Iron Throne. I hear you don’t want it. So. My propersituation is you stay King of the North, but under my sister Daenerys.”
Robb listened ti her propersituation and it wasn’t a bad one he’d admit. But what else besides the North would he get out of this?
“An what do I get out of this besides the North?” he questioned curious to know it there’s more.
“We help you wim. We have the numbers.” y/n told him clasping her hand together infront of her. She could tell he was skeptical and she would be to.
“How do I know you and your sister won’t turn on me and mine?” Robb narrowed his eye’s watching her carefully to see if her body language would give anything away. But she seemed completely open and honest.
“We don’t break our promises to people but if you wish to have a more solid agreement. What do you propose?” She offered this opening to bring trust between them. If he came up with a reasonable thing to add for this to work then Y/n could hopefully make it work.
Even thought it was Robbs idea to add something for a better, stronger Alliance, but he didn’t have anything off the top of his head. “How about you stay with us for awhile and we can discuss it?”
Y/n smiled giving him a nod of thanks and respect. He’d rather think of a good agreement then something on the spot. “I’d be honored.”
Robb nodded back with a matching smile. “The honors all mine.”
This way they could come up with something together that they both agree upon and he could get to know her.
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Christmas Morning
Ship: Jake Hangman Seresin x Fem! Reader
Words Count: 2109
Trigger Warnings: Swearing, Rooster threatens to deck Hangman, Hangman threatens to live up to his callsign. Mentions of being sick (but nothing happens)
Authors Note: This is so fluffy it’s gross. Enjoy! Feedback is always appreciated
It’s the early hours of the morning based on the bright screen of Jake’s phone. He woke up to his phone vibrating from a scam call. He turned his phone off and rolled over to face you. You were sleeping peacefully, mouth slightly open. That’s when he was reminded that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. He’d just gotten home from the uranium mission about a month ago, and he had started thinking about settling down.
He’s had the ring since before he left on the mission, that ring the promise he made to himself that he would come home. And he kept that promise. Hell, he had the ring when he was called to TOPGUN. He’d known for years he wanted to marry you. He just hoped you felt the same.
He wrapped an arm around you, pulled you close, and fell asleep again. You woke up not long after he fell asleep to the weight of his arm around you, and you snuggled further into his embrace. You were glad he was home and safe. Along with the rest of his squad, you considered them family, and you knew they also considered you family.
The early morning light filtered through the bedroom curtains causing you to curse under your breath, not wanting such a bright awakening. You make your way out of bed and to the en-suite bathroom, getting ready for the day, as you knew that Jake was already downstairs, ready for the day.
You walk downstairs and see your favorite sight. Jake and Rudy were playing on the living room floor. The Yorkie tries to win in a game of tug-of-war, and Jake gently fights back. Rudy had come into your lives just months before Jake’s first deployment, the both of you knowing you’d need a companion.
“You don’t have to be that gentle with him, ya know.” You say, sitting on the couch, coffee in hand. “I know, but you’d kill me if I hurt him. Sometimes I wonder if you love the dog more than me.” Jake replies, relinquishing the rope, and watches as Rudy scampers to the corner, lying underneath the Christmas Tree.
“I love you just as much as Rudy. Don’t you fret, dear.” You say, reaching down to pat him on the cheek. “Oh honey, if you knew how much I fret.” He replies, turning to press a kiss to your palm. He moves to sit on the couch, wrapping an arm around you.
“Do you have to go in today?” “No. With the holidays this weekend, I don’t have to go in till next Tuesday.” He says, thinking about the plan he had for the weekend. The squad and significant others were invited to the Hard Deck to celebrate Christmas Day, and he had made a plan to propose. He was hoping you’d say yes.
When he’d first gotten home from the mission and saw you there on the tarmac, it hit him that he wanted to marry you. He just wasn’t sure how to go about asking, so he got the help of your best friend, who he happened to work with.
When you first moved to San Diego, when everyone was called back, you felt out of place. You watched as Jake bantered with and teased the other pilots, and you just laughed, knowing it was just a show. That’s when you met Bob and quickly became best friends. You knew that he would keep an eye on Jake in the air, and deep down, Jake would kill for the man.
Jake had watched as the two of you talked, your bright laugh filling the small corner of the bar. He knew he could trust the man and that you would have someone to lean on if he ever got hurt.
Bob noticed something was on the man’s mind when they got home, so he confronted him about it.
“Bagman! Are you listening?” He says, waving his hand in front of Jake's face as they walk to the locker room. “Mmm, huh?” “Did you hear a word of what I just said? Or were you daydreaming about Y/N again?” “I want to marry her.” “You… what?!” Bob sputters as Jake continues walking, running to catch up.
“You heard me.” “I heard something. That’s for sure.” Bob says as the blond turns to face him. “Bob. Quit snarking for five seconds. I’m serious. I want to marry her. Y/N is the love of my fucking life. She’s why I manage not to be an ass half the time, and I don’t do anything too stupid.” Jake says, running a hand through his hair. Bob opens his mouth to speak, but Jake stops him.
“I’ve had the ring hidden before we were called back for the mission. I was going to propose then, but we got called for the mission, and I knew I had to come back in one piece. And when we got home and I saw that bright smile she always has, I knew right then and there I had to ask. But I need help. Will you help me plan how I’m gonna do this?” He asks the other man nervously.
He gauges Bob’s reaction and sees that he has the biggest grin and is nodding his head yes ecstatically. “Never knew you had it in ya, Seresin. I’ll help.” Bob replies with a smile. “You realize that if you say anything to her, I’ll live up to my callsign in the next dogfight.” “Well aware, Hangman, well aware. My lips are sealed,” he replies as they head to their respective lockers.
Later that night, at the Hard Deck, the pair start planning, and the rest of the squad overhears and joins in with the planning because they love and adore you.
“Hangman, you’re telling me you’ve had this ring for months, and you never popped the question? I could take you outside and deck you right now. Hell, I just might.” Rooster says, standing up from the table they were at. “Hold it, Bradshaw. I was going to, but then we got called on the mission, and I wanted to come home in one piece.” Hangman replies as the other man sits back down, rubbing a hand over his face. Penny overhears the conversation and comes over to the table.
“So I hear you’re planning on proposing to Y/N? Why don’t you do it here on Christmas? I know you are all coming to celebrate anyway. We can decorate for Christmas and make it low-key as you want.” She says, setting the beers down and looking at Jake.
“Yeah, I’d like that. Thanks, Penny.” “Of course, sweetheart.” She went back behind the bar to continue her shift and left the squad to continue brainstorming. Jake felt his heart swell, knowing that this was going to happen.
You and Jake spent Christmas Eve with the rest of the squad decorating cookies and watching movies. Much to everyone’s protests, the main film was A Christmas Story. You argued that it was a classic and promised that other holiday favorites would be watched.
As the night went on, the group was on the couch all wrapped in blankets, Rudy loving the attention he was getting, bouncing in between every member of the group wanting pets and love. “Dude acts like he doesn’t get attention from us,” Jake mutters into your hair. “Much like someone else I know.” You reply, kissing his cheek before leaning into his side.
He looks down at you when you’re not looking, with the most loving look on his face, and Phoenix quickly takes a picture to send to the squad group chat later. Eventually, the squad leaves, and you and Jake head to bed.
The next morning you exchange gifts and then get the gifts for the squad in the back of Jake's truck and head to the Hard Deck. Jake tucks the ring box in the inside pocket of his jacket, knowing that you couldn’t find it if you stuck your hands in his pockets.
You get to the Hard Deck, and Jake being the gentleman he is, opens your door for you, grabs the gifts from the backseat, and heads inside.
You’re greeted with hugs from Penny and Mav and the rest of the squad. You all open gifts from each other and chat for a while. You hadn’t realized Jake had left your side as you were engrossed in a conversation with Bob and Fanboy, trying to make the argument that original Star Wars films were the only good ones.
Jake stood by the bar, his stomach churning. He hadn’t felt like this since the first time he flew. His knees were shaking, his head was spinning, and he felt nauseous. “Lieutenant. You alright?” Maverick asks, scanning his pilot's face.
“Umm, honestly. No. I’m downright terrified. What if she doesn’t say yes? I’ve had the ring since being called back, and I know she loves me, but this shit. This is fucking terrifying.” He says, voice quiet, staring at the countertop.
“You said you know she loves you. That’s enough right there. If you want a mom to talk to, pretty sure Penny can help.” Maverick says, clapping the man on the shoulder as Jake nods his head in response.
Penny comes over not long after. “Heard ya need a mom. Well, I’m here. Lay it out.” She says, sitting on a stool. “Penny. I’m terrified. I feel sick, my knees are gonna give out, and if I chicken out, I’ll never hear the end of it. I love Y/N to the ends of the earth and then some. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. But what if she doesn’t want that with me.” He asks, wiping away a tear.
Penny grabs his face in her hands like she does with Amelia when she’s stressed. “Jake Seresin. Listen to me. Only me. Y/N loves you. She’s been in love since you guys got together. I saw how she looked at you when you were first called back. That girl would kill for you, and I know you would do the same for her, and so would the squad. You’ve got this. Trust me. Now ask her to be with you for the rest of your life.” She says, removing her hands and pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.
Jake blew a soft breath and walked over to the tree, where you stood, looking at the lights. “You and lights. What’s up with that?” He asks, slinging an arm around your shoulder. “Not sure. I think I’m like a cat and get distracted by shiny things.” You reply as he leans down to kiss you. You smile as he kisses you and lean into his side.
“Hon. I want to ask you something.” He says, removing his arm from your shoulder, and turns to face you. “Yeah?” You say, watching as he pulls something out of the inside pocket of his jacket and gets down on one knee.
“Jake…” “Love. I gotta know. Will you make me the happiest man in this room? Y/N, will you marry me?” He asks a slight tremble to his voice, his bright green eyes pleading.
“Jake Seresin, you softy, of course! Yes, I’ll marry you!” You exclaim, wiping tears from your cheeks as Jake cheers, picking you up and twirling you around. He slips the ring on your finger, peppering you with kisses. You make your way back to the table the group was at. You grin widely as Phoenix, Amelia, and Penny all examine your ring and as the guys cheer. You all celebrate until far too late and eventually make your way home.
You're laying in bed, your head on Jake’s chest, his arm wrapped around you. “Dear. I gotta know. How did you pull that off?” “Well, the squad helped. And I wanted to propose earlier, but the mission came up, and Rooster nearly decked me. I explained I wanted to come home in one piece. That, and Mav and Penny gave me some pep talks.” He says, shifting so he can look at you.
“I’d say we’ve got some good family. I’m glad I met you and fell head over heels on that first date.” You say, brushing his hair out of his face. “I’m glad too. I love you, honey.” He whispers, pressing a kiss to your jaw. “I love you too, dear.” You whisper, bringing him in for an actual kiss, one that is full of love and excitement for the future.
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Ryan x Knoxville’s sister reader???
Description:Your big brother works for Jackass and you go in today to visit him and your crush. Later that night some confessions are made.
Author:I hope you guys enjoy this one. I’ll probably post a smut with Ryan tomorrow but I wasn’t feeling it today.
You’ve always been close to you brother, Johnny. He was 5 years older than you and significantly taller. He was tall with brown hair, and dark brown eyes. He was always doing stupid stunts with his friends for Jackass. You got super bored today and decided to go to the set to see what was happening. Once you got there you saw the boys at the table and decided to sit down. They were all nice to you knowing that if they went to far with a prank Johnny would come back even harder. One time Bam took his prank on you a little too far and Johnny dumped a bunch of snakes on him.
You sat in between Steve-O and Ryan. Everyone at the table was good looking, but one person caught your eyes every time. His long hair, scruffy beard, and sunglasses. You had always thought that Ryan was the best looking in the group but it wasn’t till you fully got to know him did you grow a crush on him. Bam was the first to find out noticing small things you would do around Ryan. Always sit or stand beside him, look in his eyes when he talks, and the way you looked at him. You would think that your in love with him or something. You notice Johnny isn’t at the table but you hear the gravel crunch under his chucks behind you. You reach in your back and slowly bring out your taser, knowing you two are about to have a taze war. You jump up and turn around tazing Johnny in his arm before he gets you in your side. You both start laughing while everyone watches you taze each other. This happens weekly, Johnny has a free moment and starts messing around with you. You finish your little round and sit back down, huffing and puffing beside Dunn. You realize he has his right arm wrapped around the back of your chair when he starts picking sticks out of your hair, from falling with Johnny. You look at him and thank him.
“Anything to make that rats nest on your head look better,” he plays making the rest of the table laugh. You playfully push his shoulder leading him to overreact and knock his chair to the ground, him following shortly after. He pulls you down with him and you start wrestling him before he pins you to the ground. “I win.” He laughs before getting up and helping you back to your feet. You check the time a see its getting late.
“Alright I better head out, I love you guys,” you flip everyone off before heading to your truck. You hear some foot steps running after you, expecting Johnny you reach for your taser, ready to play one more time before going home.
“Y/N wait,” Ryan shouts trying to catch up with you. You put your taser away and turn to him.
“Whats up Ry?”
“I’m bored, I’m coming with you.”
“I don’t know about that,” you don’t even know why you tried saying that. He was already climbing in the passenger side. You pull you keys and smokes out of your bag before tossing it in the back seat. You start driving before lighting your cigarette and asking, “So what do you want to do.”
“I don’t care but I’m starving.”
“Ok Ry, I’ll stop by some place for you,” you say between chuckles, knowing he is going to want Taco Bell you pull up to the drive-thru and order his food.
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You pull up to your house and grab your bag before heading in. “I’m gonna take a shower, just make yourself comfy. Theres beer in the fridge if you want some and I think I have some tree in my drawer.”
“Oh sweet thank you,” his dopey grin followed by that. You get to your room and plop your stuff on the bed before finding some clothes to change into. At first you want to get Ryans attention before realizing you don’t want a one night stand. You end up grabbing some over-sized basketball shorts and a tight-t-shirt. You get in the shower and Ryans already opening his third beer (you took a while) and eating. By the time you get out you realize that you spent 30 minutes in there. You quickly get dressed and run downstairs to see ryan with a bunch of beer bottles on the table.
“Oh shit, Ry. Please tell me you didn’t,” you muttered walking down to him and cleaning up the bottles.
“Oh hey Y/N, I think your gonna need to buy some more beers, I don’t know what happened to them but they all disappeared,” he says giggling at his own joke. You can tell that he was already drunk, but its your fault. You let him have unlimited access to the beer.
“It’s fine Dunn. Here just lay down, try to go to sleep.” the second his head hit the pillow he had fallen asleep. You started picking up around the room. Bringing his trash to the kitchen, cleaning the table, turning off the T.V, and taking off his shoes. You make your way back upstairs and turn off the light. Once you make it back to your room you plop down on your bed and read for about 30 minutes before watching Ryan walk in and slip into the bed beside you. You put your book away and ask what he’s doing as he slides his arm around your waist. Pulling you in to spoon you.
“Have I ever told you Y/N how hot you are? Seriously I’ve liked you for a long time.” He admits leaving kisses all along your neck and shoulder.
“No Dunn,” you hesitate before speaking again, hoping that he would forgot in the morning due to his drunk sleepy stage right now. “You know Ryan…I-I’ve liked you for a while too.” You flip over to be able to look at him before planting a kiss on his lips and burying you face into his chest. You guys fall asleep like that and when you wake up you see him flipped on his side, facing the window. You get up and brush your teeth, leaning into the door frame while looking at Ryan. You keep thinking about wether or not he remembers what you said last night.
He flips over and sees you standing there. “Why hello there beautiful, what are you doin’ way over there? Come here,” you were already done brushing so you climbed into bed beside him. “You know I’m glad you like me Y/N,” he places kisses all over your face like you did to him last night. You push him off playfully as you wrestle in your bed, trying to push him off to be the new winner. Until you were interrupted by Johnny running in and tackling you.
He looks over at Ryan and jumps to him, “What are you doing in my little sisters bed?”
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Imagine courting Lindir
(Sorry for the late delay, I was on a week long vacation and had no focus to publish these till the end of the week. I tried to make this sweet as possible so I hope you enjoy it,)
(Little note, this is a male reader, so you don’t get confused)
Requested by @gilairon-deactivated20221015
Warnings: none really, fluff, a possible inappropriate jokes, relationship stuff, Lindir being the sweetes boy.
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-You were one of the guards of Rivendell.
-You didn’t do much, to be honest. You guarded the gates, scouted the borders, and ensured everything was fine before taking the rest of the day off and doing your own things.
-You wanted an ordinary life, away from orcs, darkness, and bad things that once happened in your long elven life. You had seen and experienced too much, so it was time to go on retirement and take things easy.
-Then you met Lindir. He was just the sweetest being you had ever laid your eyes upon, and his voice made your heart beat louder than any war drums.
-When you saw him for the first time – it was like an arrow had pierced through your chest, making you feel immense love for this ellon.
-You could not help but become friends with him and try to win his heart.
-He was pleasant to talk to, and his giggles and laughs were worth hearing whenever you told him a joke or tried to flirt with him. He often called you shameless or scolded you for the inappropriate jokes, but seeing his flustered face was worth it.
-Over time — you finally asked him to court you. You prepared yourself to face rejection, but to your eternal happiness: he said yes. It was one of the happiest days of your life.
-Same-sex relationships were considered normal in elven communities. There were no ridiculous rules like among the humans, so you didn’t have to fear rejection. If anything, your people were happy for you.
-Your courtship started happily and smoothly.
-You love hearing his voice and music whenever you have free time from your duties. It became your favorite hobby as his voice was beautiful as the voices of the birds. It also helps you sleep better as you love to snuggle into his arms as he lulls you to sleep.
-You sometimes teased him with love songs of your own. You are not much of a singer, so your music wasn’t the best quality, and people might yell at you to be quiet.
-However, Lindir would feel flustered and have a red face whenever you embarrassed him with a new song while playing like a drunkard. He appreciates the gesture, but he will mentally die if you don’t take some classes and start playing well.
-You would do it, but you loved making him embarrassed way too much.
-At the end of the day, you two like cuddle up and read books to each other — telling about your day and sharing the horrors of serving lord Elrond’s family.
-A good laugh would always follow whenever you mention the latest shenanigans of the twins and Glorfindel, who often ends up as the target of their pranks.
-Talking about the twins, since you and Lindir were together. Elrond had a great idea of putting you and Lindir on duty to watch his children while he and his wife take a break.
-The twins and Arwen were handy, so you and Lindir got busy to ensure Rivendel did not get destroyed and Lindir’s soul would not leave his body whenever you decided to join in the shenanigans.
-You were considered the fun uncle, so you also got scolded if you did something naughty with the twins and Arwen – while Lindir was the one who gave the scolding.
-It was a sight to behold, and Glorfindel once jokingly remarked how Lindir was the wife in your relationship. You did not deny the thought because you planned to make him your husband one day.
-You were passionate about gardening and even had your little garden in your home. Lindir adored it and voluntarily helped you with the plants while you passionately told him about all the plants you had and their qualities.
-Lindir thinks it’s adorable and made him love you even more.
-You sometimes bring him flowers and fruits from your garden, raised by your love for him, which would make him blush and treasure them. He would take good care of your plants and put them in the prettiest vase he has in possession.
-You had no shame in using pickup lines or affectionate nicknames in public.
-You had no reason to hide them and show everyone how much you loved him, so you would effortlessly call him ”Birdy” or “Dear” without fear.
-He would feel flustered and call you a shameless idiot while you would only smile.
-You two keep your intimate moments behind the doors, though you do love to steal kisses from him here and then –flustering him so much that his ears get red.
-Behind the doors, things get more passionate. You found out your sweet Lindir possesses some dominance. You would sometimes be left breathless by Lindir when he suddenly latches his arms around your head and kisses you first, especially when there was pent-up stress.
-It was a surprise when he did it the first time, but it didn’t mean you did not enjoy it. Lindir was sometimes shy to show that side of him, fearing he might appear needy, but you reassured him it was alright because you’re always down to be the bottom if he felt like being on top.
-Saying that constantly earns you a smack on the head.
-Whenever you had to leave and join a battle. Lindir often feared you would return injured or didn’t return at all.
-You have both seen and lost many people, so losing you would break him.
-You would assure him you would be fine and always return to him because no force in Middle Earth could keep you away from him. You would only leave Middle Earth on a boat with him when it was time to return to Valinor and live your lives together on the undying lands till the end of times.
#lindir x reader#lindir#lindir headcanon#lotr x reader#lotr headcanon#hobbit x reader#hobbit headcanon#male reader#middle earth x reader#middle earth#tolkien#lindir x male reader#silmarillion#silmarillion x reader
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━━ ⟢ SENTENCE STARTERS : EXCALIBUR ( 1981 ). all of these were pulled from the final draft of the script as it is available online. perfect but not limited to fantasy / historical muses and verses ! feel free to edit as needed.
❛ i spit on your truce, [name]. ❜
❛ [name], what is this wagging of tongues? ❜
❛ you will be mine. wife and queen, bed and crown. ❜
❛ i want no other crown and no other bed than those i have. ❜
❛ sometimes i give, sometimes i take. it is mine to know which, and when. ❜
❛ i know the storm inside you, and what it has wrought. ❜
❛ you will swear by your true kingship to grant me what i wish. ❜
❛ this is magic - making solid what is in the mind, and unsolid, that which is already solid. ❜
❛ it is done. the future has found root in the present. ❜
❛ but what shall become of me, and the child i bear? ❜
❛ three horses died under me, so hard did i spur them here. ❜
❛ the child is mine, [name]. i have come for [him/her/them]. ❜
❛ it’s not for you, [name], heath and home, wife and child. ❜
❛ to kill and be king, is that all? ❜
❛ you strike me with words as hard as steel. ❜
❛ [name]... i loved you, mighty child. ❜
❛ it is a dark hour… everywhere lawlessness and destruction, and no one to lead us out of it. ❜
❛ you wrong me, for i have never stolen from others, or destroyed the fruit of the land. ❜
❛ a good squire doesn’t forget his knight’s sword. ❜
❛ i was your son before i became your king…if i am king. ❜
❛ [name], we haven’t forgotten you. this is more of your trickery. ❜
❛ ‘help me, help me’. help me get up. ❜
❛ i was hoping i could ask you for a little magic help, but if it makes you so tired… ❜
❛ it will be a good lesson. the best, if it’s not the last. ❜
❛ let’s finish this with a show of force. we have no more tricks and no more advantages. ❜
❛ you are in my hands, to slay or to spare. ❜
❛ swear faith to me and you shall have mercy. ❜
❛ you, [name], will knight me. ❜
❛ well, then, i shall tell you which knights have maiden daughters, so you can avoid their castles. ❜
❛ quiet, or i’ll sew up your mouth too. ❜
❛ i love her. if she would be my queen, my dreams would be answered. ❜
❛ there are maidens as fair, and fairer than [name]. ❜
❛ you’re not listening. your heart is not. love is deaf as well as blind. ❜
❛ i should have left you to fend for yourself. ❜
❛ that is a wild boast. you lack a knight’s humility. ❜
❛ never have i met my match in joust or duel. ❜
❛ yield. i have the advantage. ❜
❛ fight me from your horse or on foot, but fight me. your avoidance mocks me. ❜
❛ i sought only not to harm you. ❜
❛ thanks to god, you are alive. ❜
❛ i love you, my king. ❜
❛ it is i who must love you, for through your courage and patience you taught me a bitter lesson. ❜
❛ make me your champion, and i will always fight in your place. ❜
❛ i would pledge to you all that i still own : muscle, bone, blood and the heart that pumps it. ❜
❛ the war is over. one land, one king. peace. ❜
❛ i swear never to rest twice on the same pillow till all men live at peace. ❜
❛ i hear the stifled cry for help, i smell the reek of fear… ❜
❛ for your gift, ask a gift of me. ❜
❛ don’t start a war on my wedding day! ❜
❛ look, [name]. the maids and ladies whisper about you. they all dream of winning you, young and old, fair and ugly. ❜
❛ you're the bravest and strongest knight they’ve ever seen, and beauty has kissed your brow. ❜
❛ and is there no maiden in the whole world who inspires you? ❜
❛ i would swear my love to you. ❜
❛ i will see you in all women, and i will defend them as i would defend you. ❜
❛ [name], don’t you join the celebration? ❜
❛ you’re an angel! not a devil… ❜
❛ who will give me my sword? ❜
❛ i want to write poems about you with moonbeams, make the sea sing your name… ❜
❛ what good are songs and poems to me? they are the barter of ordinary love. ❜
❛ tell me, [name] : have we defeated evil, as it seems? ❜
❛ where hides evil, then, in my kingdom? ❜
❛ i will champion you, my lady. ❜
❛ when i act as your king, i cannot be your husband. ❜
❛ the laws, my laws, must bind everyone, or they are not laws at all. ❜
❛ [name], i fight against myself… ❜
❛ i demand justice, as is my right. ❜
❛ i yield to your mercy, [name]. ❜
❛ flesh on flesh. i will heal you. ❜
❛ they miss the battlefield. i think we do too. ❜
❛ you will be sorely missed. heal yourself and come back. ❜
❛ you think yourself a kingmaker. ha! a meddler, more likely. ❜
❛ the gods of once are gone forever, it is time for men. ❜
❛ [name], make a man out of me. kiss me. ❜
❛ do you think i am ignorant of your stupid little games? preying on the weakness of others. that’s your power, a petty evil. ❜
❛ i will ride forth in the name of that quest, and commit my strength and my soul to it. ❜
❛ [name], a dreadful fear is upon me, that we may never meet again, that the fellowship will be no more… ❜
❛ [name], i know your heart yearns to go, but i am prisoner to my duties, and you must be to yours, at my side. ❜
❛ [name], forgive me. i die without the secret. i have failed. ❜
❛ where are you going, [name], in your iron tomb? still trying to save the world? ❜
❛ i have come to claim what is mine. ❜
❛ i recognize you only as my son, no more. ❜
❛ i cannot offer you the land, only my love. ❜
❛ we will embrace only in battle, and i will touch you only with the blade of my spear. ❜
❛ i will muster a great force of knights, and i will return to fight for what is mine. ❜
❛ i have waited long for you. ❜
❛ i am wasting away and i cannot die. and i cannot live. ❜
❛ i didn’t know how empty was my soul until it was filled. ❜
❛ [name], accept my forgiveness, and put your heart to rest. we have suffered too long. ❜
❛ i have always loved you, and i still love you. ❜
❛ i loved you much, as king, and sometimes as husband, but one cannot gaze too long at the sun in the sky. ❜
❛ i was not born to live a man’s life, but to be the stuff of future memory. ❜
❛ now once more i must ride with my knights to defend what was, and the dream of what could be. ❜
❛ i never dared to hope all these years that it was in your keeping. ❜
❛ i have often thought that in the hereafter of our lives, when i owe no more to the future and can be just a man, that we may meet, and you will come to me and claim me as yours, and know that i am your husband. it is a dream i have… ❜
❛ [name], i need you at my side as you were once, my friend, to give me courage. ❜
❛ quiet. you’ll wake the men, and they must fight tomorrow for their lives. ❜
❛ you brought me back. your love brought me back. ❜
❛ what’s behind that beauty? a wizened, cold-hearted snake. ❜
❛ you are mine at last. i am the sea and you will never escape me. ❜
❛ in this battle there is one thing i must do, that no one else can. ❜
❛ [name], i will save you…don’t die. ❜
❛ let my heart do its job, [name], and pump me empty… ❜
❛ the fog is lifting. only we remain alive. ❜
❛ [name], prepare to meet your death. ❜
❛ obey me, [name]. you must act for me. it is my last order as your king. ❜
❛ [name]! will you return? ❜
#rp meme#rp starters#rp prompts#inbox meme#sentence starters#mine.#arthuriana#fantasy#break in formatting there but else tunglr will literally not let me post so fuck me ig
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Tie your heart to mine
Chapter 11
Gif by @sibirr
“What brings you here, kid?” Shelby asks sitting on an old metal chair like it was a throne.
He is in a scrapyard.
His good trousers stained from the dirt and grime after being made to kneel before the man he was named after.
For a man who barely reaches Tom’s chin when he is standing, Thomas Shelby somehow manages to be imposing.
Having Tom kneel at his feet like this makes him want to kick his teeth in.
Always had a problem with authority, be it his dad or the law or men like Shelby.
“Said he was looking for our Diane,” the barman had answered for him, and Tom wondered if this was one of the infamous Shelby Brothers.
Looked like him except for the moustache and the signs that life had been shittier to him than his brothers.
“I told you, she’s my girl.” Or was, he wasn’t sure what they were. “Came to see her, ‘cause every time I call, they hang up on me.”
He is told she is not home, or busy and the most recent one had Thomas Shelby warning him to never call again.
This has going for nearly ten days, and Tom can’t stand by it anymore.
He needs to see her.
“This is the boy, this skinny Manc is the boy she’s been moping around for?” the man, Arthur, he assumes, laughs, and offers him a hand to help him to his feet.
He’s almost hesitant about taking it, wanting to prove he is not afraid of them.
The guys keeping him down move without even being told out of respect or fear.
They fear him in a different way than the boss.
His dad said the eldest Shelby was a killing machine, the Shelby brothers were the stuff of legends, men bred and raised tough by their gypsy thug father and gypsy witch mother.
A backstreet razor gang a hundred miles away that came knocking at their door because cupid decided the girl Tom would fall for would be the devil’s precious little girl.
They’re dangerous, boy, you hear me. Don’t you dare go knocking at their fucking house! His father had warned when he caught him getting a rucksack ready should he have to stay overnight.
It was going to be her birthday tomorrow; he wouldn’t miss it for the world.
Had a gift for her with the money she helped him win at the track.
Said it had been how her mum and dad started, her telling him the winning horses and he using that knowledge to wipe out their competitors.
Eventually the Shelby Betting Shop became The Shelby Company Limited.
They gave it a try one weekend, after he got fired from the shop on the day his mother died. They came back with enough to get his dad and Lois a bit of relief and even splurged on something nice for himself.
He could get a betting license, then Di won’t be stuck being the one keeping food on the table for them and the little ones that come along.
To think Diane’s got him thinking about settling down and he’s only been with her for some three months.
“I’m twenty-two, I’m not a boy.” Tom said accepting the offered hand.
“So we said till the war made real men out of us.” Arthur replied, reminding him about what Diane saw.
Was she afraid he’d turn into someone like her dad?
At least her dad got his shit together, not like his who couldn’t handle losing mum eleven years ago and left Lois the burden of taking care of everything.
11-year-old Lois had to put away her dollies and take care of him and dad because granny and their aunties said she had to ‘cause she was girl and that is how things are.
Tom refuses to become a burden.
He’s been one for far too long.
If he’s going to be in the Navy, he’s going as far as his talents and luck take him before Hitler sinks him.
Lois wouldn’t have to work and just focus on her music, be able to have the life she lost when mum died; his dad could finally see him as grown man and not the wayward twelve-year-old boy who lost the only parent that understood him.
“I suppose we’ll see what this one does to me.” Somehow the men here understand what he has said.
“Sounds just like you did, Tommy. Fucking Douglas wanted his kid to be just like you, didn’t he, Sergeant Major?” Arthur laughs at his words and both Thomas’ recoil at being accused of being the same.
He’s seen houses like these, on the outside and once on the inside when Lois was fifteen and he managed to get them inside Mrs. Gaskill’s House for a tour.
But Arrow House is a whole different beast.
It could eat ten of those houses for breakfast.
Fuck you could fit Bellevue in the property as well.
“Frances, where’s Diane, she has a guest.” Shelby makes the word feel like an insult.
They have a housekeeper, a butler and
Shelby and his brothers give their coats to the older woman and Tom nutters an apology when she has to get his attention.
A castle fit for a princess.
And he the piss poor bastard taking her from all of this.
“Miss Shelby is reading in the library.” The housekeeper answered and then asked if he needed anything.
“Take her guest to her, Frances.” Shelby orders and the woman nods respectfully before sending them on their way. “If it isn’t much of an inconvenience, have someone there to keep things proper.”
A chaperone he means, to keep things proper between Diane and her boyfriend.
If Shelby knew they were far beyond that, Tom would be returning home in a coffin.
Diane’s been out riding when she sees the cars come into the property.
Arrow Hall was considered small by larger estates, but it was easy to lose yourself here.
Her parents had chosen it for that reason. They wanted a house that had all they needed, and both needed somewhere to go where only a handful could find them.
And just like them, Diane loves the feeling of getting lost on purpose.
She could always find her way back, a gift she also inherited from them like her younger siblings.
Only Gabriel can match her in ability, born with the innate ability to sneak up even on witches like Diane and her mother.
But today, her father has guests and while she is here, she is to be the MP’s daughter who never has a hair out of place and never says the wrong things or wear anything like jodhpurs when he has guests.
The young witch is dressed in a fashionable and modest yellow knit skirt suit by the time the cars arrive at the front entrance.
She is reading the paper sitting in an elegant armchair that once belonged to some noble or high-profile prisoner or something like that.
Diane had seen a shock of blonde hair in the passengers of the car and rode like the wind hoping it was Tom.
Double reason to put the effort in her looks.
“Thank you, Frances, you may leave.” She said pretending she does not want to run to him because she is just so happy to see him.
“What brings you here, Tom?” she asks playing it cool.
Things had ended badly between them; she isn’t even sure why he is here.
Made it perfectly clear he was done with her lying and thinking so ill of him.
And he is not wrong, had she been the one lied to and then called immature for not reacting one way, she would have done the same.
Diane knows she owes him an explanation and an apology; she just isn’t even sure when she’s to do it given, she’s been here ten days.
The witch supposed now was the time.
The universe did love giving her the worst timing for everything.
Frances leaves the door open to keep things proper and neither waste time closing the space between them.
“Your old man asked me the same thing, love.” He said with that grin of his that makes her heart flutter.
God, she’s been going mad without him. No wonder her parents hated being apart from each other.
“And what did you tell him?” she asked eschewing her caution and throwing her arms around his shoulders as he wrapped his around her waist.
“Told him I came here for you.” Tom bent his head just as she reached up in her tiptoes to kiss lips she’s kissed a thousand times before and in her dreams these lonely nights.
No more lying.
This time she means it.
#tom bennett x ofc#tom bennett#diane shelby x tom bennett#tie your heart to mine fic#thomas shelby fanfic#world on fire peaky blinders crossover#ewan mitchell
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“Father knows best”
It had been two days since Y/n Negan's daughter ran away from the saviors with Daryl, at first it was just about Y/n getting to leave the gates and help Alexandria win the war, it broke Y/n heart at what her father did to so many people, so she wanted to help. Her and Daryl still had some ways to go till they get to Alexandria, so they stop and camp for the night. While Daryl was out getting more firewood, Y/N was sitting on a log waiting for him till she heard a bratch snap behind her. She turns around and sees her father Negan, he has his classic smirk on and lucille on his shoulder,”Well I though he’d never leave!” said Negan “Father” “Hello darlin” “H-how did you find me?” asked Y/n, Negan goes up and gives Y/n a hug “Oh it was easy really, I just followed the sound of complete and uterbeytral and followed that” “dad-” Y/n behind but Negan cuts her off by pulling her toward home by her arm “Come on Darlin we are going home” Y/n pulls her arm away and hold his hands in hers, “Dad wait, you don’t get it, I’ve learned so much out here and dad you’ve wronged so many people maybe I can talk to them and figure out a way for everyone to live, and no one has to die. I-I even met someone-” Negan interrupts her by patting her on the head “Yes ,my little Daryl don't worry we’ll come pick him up later can’t have him getting away, now come on” Negan pulls at her again “Dad wait-” Y/n pull her arm away, Negan stops, Y/n look from his back to the floor.
“I think he likes me.
Likes you? Please,Y/n, that's demented (But Father I-)
This is why you never should have left
Dear, this whole romance that you've invented
Just proves you're too naive to be here”
Negan puts his hand on Y/n shoulder making her look into his eyes, Negan backs up from Y/n and motions to her stature, He backs away again this time holding his arms out for a hug
“Why would he like you? Come on now, really!
Look at you, you think that he's impressed?
Don't be a dummy
Come with Daddy
Father-”
Y/n has had enough of her father telling her what to do, she’s a grown woman, she can make her own choices.
“No!”
Negan drops his arms, he looks surprised for a moment, but he puts his smirk back on once he realizes how he can win this game.
“No?! Oh, I see how it is.
Y/n knows best
Y/n's so mature now
Negan waves his hand side to side motioning to Y/n stature once more,
Such a clever grown-up Miss
then he pat’sY/n’s head
Y/n knows best
He gently swipes her face with his hand
Fine, if you're so sure now
Go ahead, then give him this-”
Negan pulls out RIck’s Python from the back of his pants, Y/n had hidden the gun back at home so that Alexandria would agree to an equal trading deal then she would bring it back as a sign of peace.
“How did you?-”
Y/n was about to question how he found it, she was sure it was well hidden.
“This is why he's here!
Don't let him deceive you!
Negan tosses her the gun, she catches it
Give it to him, watch, you'll see!
(I will)
Trust me, my dear
That's how fast he'll leave you
Negan snaps his fingers
I won't say I told you so”
Negan grabs Y/n hand and spins her around in a circle
“No, Y/n knows best!
So if he's such a dreamboat
Go and put him to the test!”
(Dad, wait!)
Y/n reaches out to Negan but he moves back to the trees, in the darkness
“If he's lying
Don't come crying
Father knows best!”
Negan shakes his finger at her, and with the last say he turns away from her with the swish of his jacket, and is gone, leaving Y/n alone with Rick’s Python.
#daryl x reader#daryl dixon#daryl x you#daryl x y/n#negan's daughter#twd imagine#norman reedus#jeffery dean morgan
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✖ Quiet Down Pt. 4 (M) ✖
☆ okay, hi everyone! this story is a renjun x fem reader x haechan story. please look at the pairings to figure out who the part/chapter will be based around. also, the warnings will be based off each part/chapter as well, so please take notice to that too. i hope you enjoy the story! ☆
PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3
Word Count: approx. 11k
Pairings (based on each part): haechan x fem reader x renjun
Warnings (based on each part): mature audiences only, explicit language, fingering, oral (female receiving), sq***ting, oral (male receiving), co-worker relations, consensual relations
Preview: For what feels like minutes you stare at Renjun. His face bright red from what you don’t know. Anger, embarrassment, shyness, lust? You can’t tell. His eyes just stare into yours unreadable and unreachable. He takes a tentative step forward. Eyes glued to yours as he makes his way up to you. Gulping you find yourself trying to cover up more. Hand clamping down between your legs while the other wraps around your chest. Coiling in on yourself trying not to show any unnecessary skin. Renjun stands in front of you. Hands at his sides, eyes still clouded over in uncertainty. Bringing his hand up he strokes down over your hair. Instantly tears well up in your eyes. Renjun wraps his arms around you pulling you close to him, shielding you from Haechan. Holding you tight he kisses the top of your head.
“Did he hurt you?” He whispers into your ear.
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Your boss turns around from his assistant eyes wide. “Oh, no, please don’t tell me you were injured as well?! Ms. Johnson, please make note for next year to exclude Tug-of-War,” he sighs. “I can’t bare to be the one who causes you guys’ pain. Let me see,” he instructs Renjun and Charlotte to show him where they were injured.
“I-Injured?” Renjun asks.
“I-Injured?” Renjun asks.
“Yes, that’s why the other two went inside. Seems like your partners’ hands got blistered and raw,” he shivers. “Poor dear…Haechan’s helping her to get all cleaned and bandaged up.”
“He is?” Charlotte looks at Renjun. “Wh-What about the rest of the games?”
“Ah! Yes! Charlotte, you can take your friends place for the rest of the games. I don’t think if she gets back in time, she’ll even be able to participate. I’d hate to have both she and Renjun lose out on a chance to win the luxury suit.”
“It-It’s fine,” Renjun sighs. “It’s just a room, right?”
“NO! I’ll do it!” Charlotte grabs hold of Renjun’s hand. “Thank you so much, sir.” She starts pulling Renjun away before he ruins your chances of staying in the luxury suite. “I know you’re worried about her but we can’t let her down. Last year she ended up in a shitty room. I won’t let her anywhere near a room like that this year.”
Shaking his head Renjun slows down. “It’s not that. How could I have not known? I was behind her the whole time. I should have known…”
“Renjun, calm down, it’s no one’s fault. If I know my girl, she was just trying to do her best and got caught up in the moment. She’ll be fine. Haechan won’t let anything happen to her.”
Scoffing Renjun rolls his eyes, “no, he’ll just flirt with her the whole time.”
Charlotte exhales deeply, hand resting on Renjun’s shoulder. “I know you’re pissed but like they say, ‘no use in crying over spilt milk,’ she’s with Haechan right now and you can’t do anything about it because we need to kick some major ass! I want to stay in that room too and with what we’re about to do,” she points to your boss setting things up. “You’ll both owe me big time!”
Chuckling Renjun nods his head, “so exactly when am I being kicked out of the room?”
“Tomorrow. All day long! From dawn till the next dawn! It will be your little girlfriend,” she wiggles her brows, “Sasha and myself.”
Blushing Renjun walks away, “she’s not my girlfriend...”
“Not yet, but I’m sure she will be…”
Charlotte and Renjun join the others who have made it to the final two games. Jeno and Mia standing next to them looking at Renjun confused. Not able to ask what is going on your boss rushes forward excitedly.
“Okay everyone! We’ve made it to the end! Now, this game is going to be a longer one. You and your partner will need to go over different obstacles and come out at the end either first or second. Ms. Johnson, please explain what they will need to do.”
Stepping forward Ms. Johnson, your boss’ assistant with her large round black glasses and clipboard – that has every teams placements in the games comes forward. “You and your partner will start off here,” she walks to the first post. “One of you will need to grab the baseball bat, spin around exactly ten times, your partner keeping count – when you get to ten you need to run down here,” she jogs down the way where jump ropes are neatly folded. “You will then jump ten times and tag your partner. Then, your partner will need to take the soccer ball, maneuver around the cones and score a goal. Once they have done that, they will need to take the hula hoop by the tree and rotate around you ten times. The teams that finish first and second will move onto the final round.”
Renjun and Charlotte stare at each other shocked. Suddenly, a second round of Tug-of-War doesn’t seem too bad. Charlotte going up to the first section sighs. “You two OWE ME HUGE for this!” She groans. “I’ll go first and you finish off, okay?”
Renjun nods, “got it.”
The other teams get in position, Jeno taking on the last part of the race along with Renjun. Already feeling the pressure Renjun wipes his forehead trying his best not to get psyched out. Keeping a close eye on your boss’ red bandana, Charlotte gets in position. Your boss raises his hand high in the air and just like during the other two games prior, he brings his arm quickly down to his side – the games starting off once again.
Quickly, Charlotte grabs the bat. Twirling around two, five, eight times, until she turns around exactly ten times. Standing up she starts wobbling and tangling her legs together.
“Come on, Charlotte!” Renjun runs alongside her as she rushes forward. “You’ve got this!”
Rushing forward like a bull in a China shop, Charlotte manages to grab the jump rope and start jumping without stumbling. Her hair sticking to her forward as the sun starts to settle in its high noon position. Muscles sore and aching from the previous games she screams out, dropping the rope as she finishes her ten jumps. Tagging Renjun, seconds before Mia tags Jeno, Renjun rushes over to the soccer ball and starts dribbling the ball throughout the cones. Tripping a few times – Jeno takes the lead reaching the goal before Renjun.
“HURRY RENJUN!” Charlotte shouts.
Renjun looks back to find the guy who was your teams anchor during Tug-of-War hot on his trail. Going through the last cone smoothly he rushes the ball down the field stopping at a line that was laid out and with all his might he kicks the ball scoring a goal.
“Great! Hurry! Grab the hula hoop!” Charlotte runs up to him. “Remember ten times!”
“I know! I know!” Frantically, Renjun starts to swivel his hips, the hoop falling to the ground several times. Looking at Jeno, he wasn’t exactly doing mastering the intricacies either. Grabbing hold of the hoop again, Renjun calms himself down and starts swinging his hips, the hula hoop finally managing to stay up, he counts down along with Charlotte.
“Five…seven…nine…ten!!!” Charlotte screams. “We did it!”
Renjun stops the hoop looking over to their boss and assistant who give them both a thumbs up. “We did it!!!” He holds his hand up for a high-five. “Luxury suite here we come!”
“Didn’t think you had it in you,” Jeno claps Renjun on the shoulder. “But you kept up pretty well.”
“Thanks,” Renjun’s ears start to turn pink. “I thought I was a goner with the soccer ball.”
“You were both amazing, Charlotte!” Mia rushes over. “I literally was playing catch up to you the whole time.”
“Well, what can I say?” She shrugs, “lots of crazy drunken times during my university years helps to solidify my talent for walking around dazed and confused.” Both teams crack up at Charlotte’s confession.
“But what happened? Why are you with Renjun?” Mia asks.
“Yeah man, what gives?”
“Uh, well, someone got hurt,” Renjun sighs. “It was during Tug-of-War.”
“Wait, for real?” Mia gasps. “Is she alright? Why aren’t you with her?”
“Haechan saw that her hands were missed up and is helping her right now,” he shrugs.
Jeno’s hand falls from Renjun’s shoulder. Worried he bends down to his ear, “is it really smart to leave Haechan with her?” He whispers.
“Like I had much of a choice…”
“Okay! Our last two teams! Let’s finish these games off so we can all get unpacked and get some lunch!” Your boss shouts. Jeno, Mia, Renjun and Charlotte walk over to the starting line, your boss all the way down the field next to the soccer goal. “Okay, the final game is an easy one. It is, ‘Father, May I?’ A little take on the game ‘Mother, May I.’”
“Well, this should be fun,” Mia sighs. “Nothing like playing a primary school game.”
“Beats getting dizzy again.” Charlotte exhales deeply. “Well let the best team win.”
“Okay, since Jeno’s team won, they will start,” Ms. Johnson instructs. “Whoever gets to the end and taps his shoulder wins.”
Holding his hands to his mouth Jeno starts off the game, “Father, may I take five steps forward?” He shouts.
“YES!” Your boss shouts. Taking exactly five, slightly larger than normal steps, Jeno gets closer to your boss.
“Father, may I take four steps forward?” Charlotte shouts.
“YES!”
“Four?” Renjun gawks at her. “Why didn’t you say six?”
“There’s a certain skill required for this game. You’ll see.” She leaps as far as she can, exactly four steps, coming very close to where Jeno stands.
“Father, may I take six steps forward?” Mia asks.
“NO!”
“Shit…” she curses.
“F-Father, may I take…” Charlotte holds up four fingers. “F-Four steps forward?”
“YES!”
Shocked that he said yes, Renjun takes four steps. One-by-one, the game continues. Trying to figure out exactly how many steps they should ask, Renjun and Charlotte end up slightly behind Jeno and Mia at the half-way point. Their boss showing signs of stubbornness when both teams call out numbers for three rounds and he, saying no to all of them.
“Father, may I take six steps forward?” Charlotte asks.
“YES!” Your boss finally agrees.
Again, Charlotte leaps forward six steps towards your boss. Mia asks to take four steps forward, and when your boss says, yes, Charlotte turns back to find that Mia is copying her leaping, but, unlike Charlotte, has longer legs. Now, ahead, Mia sticks her tongue out teasingly.
“Cheater,” Charlotte whispers.
“Grow taller,” Mia retorts.
Both girls start laughing. The game continues on. Renjun now heading the two teams, mere feet from touching your boss’ shoulder. “Father, may I take two steps forward?” Renjun asks.
Hearing how close Renjun is your boss starts chuckling, “hmmm…Renjun? Is that you?” He asks. Not answering Renjun holds in his laughter. “How many steps was the last time you asked?” Your boss tries to think. “Uh, yes?” He questions himself. “Yes, you may.”
Stepping forward two large steps, Renjun can smell your boss’ cologne as a light breeze blows against them. So close to tapping his shoulder and winning the games.
“Father, may I take five steps?” Jeno asks further back.
“No.”
Frustrated Jeno falls onto the grass, his hands gripping his hair. If your boss had said yes, he could have won the game.
“Father, may I take four steps forward?” Charlotte asks squinting as she asks the question.
“Uh…” Your boss starts fidgeting. “You may…”
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“Open this damn door now!” Renjun screams from the other side.
Your eyes closing you relish in your orgasm. Body shaking, covered in goosebumps – mind and soul leaving you completely. Smirking at your fucked out state Haechan rushes over to the door unlocking it.
“What?” He peeks his head out.
“What the fuck is going on there?” Renjun’s face and ears burning a brilliant red. “Move!” He pushes against the door making Haechan back away before he gets crushed. Rounding the corner Renjun comes face to face with your lifeless form on the counter. Stripped of everything but your bra. “WH-WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!”
Stunned beyond belief he moves closer to you. Arms glued to his side, eyes wild and jaw tight. “What the fuck did you do to her?” His hands ball up into fists.
Haechan comes up to him from behind resting his palms on Renjun’s shoulders. Lowering himself to his ears a devilish smirk on his face he whispers, “just had a little fun with our girl,” he chuckles.
Renjun tears himself away from Haechan glaring daggers. “Why did you do this?” He asks. “What the hell is wrong with you? I’ve been nothing but nice to you! I’ve shown you nothing but kindness and understanding and this,” he points to you as you start coming to again. “This is what you do to your friends? This is how you treat people who you’re supposed to care about? Y-You slither your way like a fucking snake into their relationships and fuck everything up? What is your problem?!”
Haechan rolls his eyes stepping away from Renjun. Seeing you start to move around he walks up to you, being careful of your juices that still soak the floor. Moving your legs open slightly he stands between them opening his arms to wrap them around you. Limp in his hold he pulls you flush against him, his hand going up to cup your cheek ever so gently.
“Baby,” he calls to you. Your eyes fluttering open to see him smiling down at you. “Are you still with us?” He asks chuckling.
“Mmhmm…” is all you can manage to say. Resting your head under his chin he holds you tight in his arms.
“We have some company,” he kisses the top of your head. “Can you wake up enough to say hi to them?” He asks you. “I believe they’re worried about you,” he looks over to Renjun.
“W-Worried?!” Renjun marches forward his feet sliding under him. “What the hell?” He looks down the floor shining under the light. “What the hell is this? Water?”
“No, that’s not water,” Haechan lifts up your chin with his index finger. “That’s from our girl here,” he kisses you gently your body starting to come alive as if he were a prince and you Sleeping Beauty.
“Ge-Get away from her!” Renjun grabs your clothes from the floor shoving Haechan’s hand away.
Paying Renjun no mind, Haechan holds you tight. “Baby, wake up. Look who’s here,” he turns your face to Renjun. Languidly your gaze goes into the direction Haechan points you. Eyes blurry mind still trying to move through the fog of ecstasy you felt from finally being able to cum, you see a familiar face.
Eyes worried behind round glasses. Their brows knitted together in both anger and concern. Mouth hanging open words not able to come from their lips. The fog clearing. Your sight becoming less distorted, their face becoming clearer — awareness rushing toward you like a punch to the gut. Gasping for air you wiggle in Haechan’s hold. Flailing around frantically trying to move away from the person before you. Searching the ground for the clothes that were once on your body.
“Re-Re-Renjun!” You squeak. “No! Please! N-No!”
“Looks like someone’s a little shy,” Haechan laughs while keeping you in his arms.
“Ge-Get off me you jerk!” You smack his arms. “Renjun, please! Th-This isn’t what it looks like!”
You try to say but this is exactly what it looks like. Almost completely naked aside from your bra you’re still on top of the sink in the hotel’s bathroom, where you just came harder than you ever have in your life. Haechan, being the culprit, the seducer, the devil, and the man who has brought you to heaven and back with just his mouth, fingers and words. This is EXACTLY what it looks like.
“Don’t be shy,” Haechan whispers as he covers you with his body.
“Where are my clothes?” You look around the floor.
“Right here,” Renjun mumbles holding up your clothes in his hands. “Here,” he looks away from you.
His face so hurt, so saddened, it tears you apart. Your heart breaking again and again the longer you look at him. What were you thinking? Why would you let Haechan touch you? Kiss you? How could you be this stupid?
“I’m so sorry,” you cry out. Tears falling onto your cheeks. “I’m sorry…”
“Now now,” Haechan sighs snatching your clothes from Renjun tossing them down towards the last sink. “Enough of the tears, and don’t you dare look at her like that!” He shouts.
“Like what?!” Renjun snaps. “I’m not looking at her because unlike someone I have respect for her!” His face darkening, eyes bloodshot as if he’s on the verge of tears.
Scoffing Haechan props you up before barricading you from Renjun. “And I don’t? Look just because I’m not afraid to show how much I like her, how much I want to be with her, how much I need her — in more ways than one, doesn’t mean I have no respect for her. Because you know what, Renjun!” He steps forward poking his friend in the chest pushing him away from you. “I do! I see her as the beautiful sexy temptress that she is. I see her as a strong and independent woman that can boss me around and still make me fall for her! I’m not sitting on my ass trying to be the ‘good guy’ and play nice all the time. That’s you!” He backs Renjun against the wall, his body hovering over him.
“You can call me anything you want! A jerk! An ass! A snake, I don’t fucking care because here’s the truth,” he leans down to his ear. “I’ve been having my way with her all day. What have you done? Kiss her?” He chuckles. “Tell me this, how long would it have taken you to see her like this? How long would you have waited to taste her? To fuck her?” He moves to the side giving Renjun a quick glimpse at your still almost completely nude form. Having since pulled up your bra so your nipples weren’t showing anymore, you have your hands blocking your most private area.
Renjun’s eyes drift from yours down to your nose, lips, neck — seeing faint kiss marks from Haechan with what he just did and kiss marks from when the two of you were on the bus. His eyes continuing down your body stopping at your breasts. Seeing your chest rise and fall as you breathe heavily from his intense gaze. Traveling down your body he glosses over every curve his tongue sliding over his lips when his gaze stops just below your belly button.
“Look at her,” Haechan goes to Renjun’s side. “How long would you have waited to see her like this?” He asks him his voice still a whisper. “Don’t you want to know how she sounds when you’re kissing her body? How she feels under your touch? How she tastes?” Again, Renjun wets his lips. Pupils dilating the more Haechan goes on. “She’s right here in front of you.” Haechan steps away giving him a full view of you from across the room. “What are you going to do, Renjun?”
For what feels like minutes you stare at Renjun. His face bright red from what you don’t know. Anger, embarrassment, shyness, lust? You can’t tell. His eyes just stare into yours unreadable and unreachable. He takes a tentative step forward. Eyes glued to yours as he makes his way up to you. Gulping you find yourself trying to cover up more. Hand clamping down between your legs while the other wraps around your chest. Coiling in on yourself trying not to show any unnecessary skin. Renjun stands in front of you. Hands at his sides, eyes still clouded over in uncertainty.
Bringing his hand up he strokes down over your hair. Instantly tears well up in your eyes. Renjun wraps his arms around you pulling you close to him, shielding you from Haechan. Holding you tight he kisses the top of your head.
“Did he hurt you?” He whispers into your ear.
Shaking your head, you cling to him for dear life. “N-No… I’m sorry, Renjun…I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…”
He pulls back shaking his head. “There is no need to say sorry. When Haechan was pulling you away I was worried,” he takes hold of your wrist that was covering your chest seeing your bandaged hand. “Are you okay? Does it hurt? Our boss told Charlotte and I what happened.”
“CH-CHARLOTTE?!” Fear washes over you as your gaze sets on where the door is.
“Don’t worry I came alone,” he pulls your attention back to him. “What happened?” He looks at you but then back at Haechan. “With her hand,” he clarifies.
Haechan looks at Renjun questioningly. His eyes roaming over his face, brows knitted together as if he were trying to figure out a puzzle. “The ropes rubbed her hands raw,” he walks over standing next to you. “They were a little bloody but I cleaned them and wrapped them. She should be fine until later tonight.” He keeps his eyes locked on Renjun.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks you. “I would have helped you,” he cups your cheek in his hand.
“I-I didn’t know until Haechan pointed it out. I mean my hands were hurting but I didn’t think it was that bad. I’m sorry.”
Renjun cracks a smile, “again, you don’t have to be sorry. I’m just glad you’re okay.” He looks down to the last sink where Haechan threw your clothes. “Why don’t we get you dressed?” He asks you.
“What?!” Haechan shouts. “Are you kidding me?”
“No!” Renjun snaps. “I’m not kidding.”
“Dude she is literally in front of you undressed and the only thing on your mind is to put her clothes back on?!” Haechan scoffs rolling his eyes. “You know what, fine!” He marches down to the last sink grabbing your clothes. “You want to pretend like you’re the good guy here be my guest.” He shoves your clothes into his arms. “But I’m not buying it for one second! I saw the way you kissed her! Hell, all of us did. You want her just as badly as I do! Why don’t you just admit to yourself that you want her?”
“Haechan, drop it!” Renjun turns from him clutching your clothes in his arms.
“No! I want to know! Do you want to know what she was like when she knew you were behind the door?”
Gasping you turn to Haechan, “stop!”
“She was spread eagle for me while I was eating her out. Pussy dripping wet at just the thought of you coming in here and seeing her like that. Moaning like a little slut,” Haechan starts laughing. “Should have seen —"
Out of nowhere your clothes drop to the ground as Renjun swings around his hand balling up into a fist, punching Haechan square in his jaw. Clenching his jaw, fumbling from the punch, Haechan barely holds himself up from falling onto the ground.
“I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP! DO YOU EVER STOP TALKING?!”
“Renjun…” you whisper eyes wide. Never in a million years would you guess Renjun would do something like that.
“I-I…” he looks at you stunned by his own behavior.
“Little shit,” Haechan chuckles from the ground. “Didn’t think you had it in you…”
“Haechan,” you whisper reaching a hand out for him.
“I’m good,” he holds up his hands but then lunges forward punching Renjun. Falling back into the edge of the sink Renjun lets out a scream. Hands clutching his now busted lip and his side. He looks up at Haechan startled. Exhaling deeply Haechan rolls his neck loud cracks echoing off the barren walls. “Did that feel good?” He looks down at Renjun. “Feel good to let out what you’ve been feeling this whole time?”
“Fuck you,” Renjun hisses. “Fuck that hurt…” he brings his hand down blood smearing on his fingertips.
“Renjun!” Sliding down from the sink you go to rush to him but Haechan wraps his arms around your waist instead. “Haechan! Let me go!” You fight in his arms. “He’s hurt!”
“And I’m not?!” He looks at you stunned. “Plus, he’s a big boy he’ll be alright.”
“Don’t touch her!” Renjun stands up eyes wild and burning with fire.
Quirking a brow, Haechan slides one of his hands up your body slowly. Caressing your stomach which makes you inhale deeply. Body trembling against his chilly fingers. “Oh, I think she likes it when I touch her.” He continues his journey up your body gripping one of your breasts in his hand. “Isn’t that right baby?” He lowers his head pressing his lips against your neck. “Had you moaning and begging for me to make you cum, didn’t I?” He asks you his other hand slipping between your legs cupping your core.
“Haechan!” Renjun glares body shaking with rage. “I said don’t touch her!”
Looking up, his face still close to your neck he snickers, “make me.” He taunts. “By the way, you should have seen how wet she got when she knew you were right outside,” Haechan starts to rub between your waiting folds. “Was dripping all over the counter. Had to slurp everything up.” He kisses your neck fingers rubbing over your clit.
“Ah!!!” You moan your pelvis jerking forward.
“You should come closer Renjun, she’s already getting wet. You like it when there are people around don’t you? Like being watched,” Haechan kisses from the base of your neck up to your jaw. “Want Renjun to play with you too, don’t you?” He asks looking at Renjun as he toys with your pussy. “You want to feel his mouth on you, isn’t that right?”
“Haechan, please…” you beg for him to stop.
“Look at her,” Haechan holds up his hand his fingers glistening with your juices. “Look at how wet she is. She’s waiting for you, Renjun.”
Renjun stares at Haechan’s glistening fingers coated in your wetness. Gulping loudly his eyes trailing down to your face. Eyes half closed, chest rising and falling, all the way down to your exposed wet core. Never in a million years did he ever think he would have been able to talk to you. Far too shy to approach you. Only watching and wondering who you were and what you were really like from far away. Never in a million years did he think that you were going to pick his name. Praying that somehow you would pick him ensuring an opportunity to talk to you, to get to know you — miraculously someone from above must have heard him and decided to back him up because it happened! His prayers answered.
Until everything shattered before his eyes seeing you and Haechan together in the backseat of the bus. Deceit from his best friend clear as day. Regretting ever admitting even in the slightest that he was interested in you. Especially, after Haechan thought you liked him. That was his biggest mistake. Haechan being the friend full of confidence. Haechan being the friend that everyone loved to be around even when he was acting like a dick –was still somehow entertaining and fun to be around.
The way he holds himself, how he can talk to just about anyone — one of the reasons Renjun wanted to be friends with him in the first place. After almost half a year of friendship. Half a year of getting to know each other, spending time together feeling more like family then friends — the one person in his life who he trusted more than anyone was the person who has betrayed him the most.
Watching Haechan’s fingers rub over your clit, your body wiggling in his grasp. Bandaged hand covering your mouth as you hold back moan after moan Renjun watches with impassive eyes. This was supposed to be him. He was the person who was supposed to kiss you, hold you, love you, and make love to you. And yet here he is. Standing in front of you as his best friend dips his fingers inside of you. A loud whimper coming from you that you just couldn’t hold back, not even for his sake.
Then again…
Renjun’s eyes lift to yours. Tears dripping down onto your cheeks. His heart breaking to see you look like this. His heart beating faster the longer he looks at you. Wanting so desperately to pull you away from Haechan, to wrap you in his arms, and show you what love is like and can be like — but Haechan was right. How long would it have taken him to talk to you? Would he have ever gotten the courage to do so? And how long would it have taken for him to kiss you? Your flirtations being brought on only because Haechan told you he liked you.
If he kept his secret… Renjun steps forward, would you have even tried to kiss him? If you didn’t know he liked you, would you have even agreed to spend time with him on the trip? No matter how enraged he is feeling on the inside, Renjun reaches out cupping your cheek in his hand. Haechan made all of this happen.
Leaning into his touch your lips brush over the palm of his hand. Inhaling sharply Renjun’s eyes finally soften. If it wasn’t for Haechan he wouldn’t have had the courage to talk to you in the first place, whether or not you picked his name out of the hat, his stupid bet being the main reason. If it wasn’t for Haechan saying that he told you he liked you, he would have never approached you at the gas station wanting to talk to you.
You would have never linked your arm with his and he would have never felt like he was going to have a heart attack from the excitement he felt. If it wasn’t for Haechan he would have never kissed you the way he did. Hungry and desperate to feel your lips on his. To let you know exactly how he felt all those months pining for you. And if it wasn’t for Haechan, he wouldn’t have the courage to —
Moving his hand from your cheek Renjun grips a hold of your neck. Ripping off his glasses, he tosses them behind you onto the sink and yanks you to him. Your lips landing hard against his.
“About damn time,” Haechan smirks hopping up onto the sink.
Renjun’s hold on your neck keeps you locked in place. His other arm wrapping around you, gripping your waist tightly. Your arms wrap around his small frame getting lost in the way his lips move across yours. Gently but with a strong sense of urgency and passion behind each kiss upon your lips. Moaning when he nips your bottom lip your mouth opens allowing him entrance. Without hesitation Renjun deepens the kiss his tongue swirling around yours. Turning things sloppy and wet. Making your legs clench together as you feel wetness start to trickle down your inner thigh. Clenching the back of your neck he shoves his tongue further into your mouth, your back arching, his arm keeping you steady as he drives you crazy with just a mere kiss.
Pulling back gasping for air Renjun stares into your eyes. Pupils dilated chest rising and falling quickly he gives you another kiss this one softer. His grip on you starts to loosen. Hand falling from your neck giving you a chance to wrap your arms around his neck. His arms wrapping you in a tight embrace, hands resting at the button of your back.
“Is it true?” He whispers against your lips.
“Tr-True?” You stutter when he moves from your lips to your cheek.
“Were you thinking about me?” His voice soft against your skin making his kiss burn hotter.
“Yes!” You moan feeling him trail kisses down your neck.
“What were you thinking about?” He sucks on your neck.
“A-About you coming in,” you lean your neck back giving him access.
“Mmmhmm,” he nips your neck. “Anything else?”
“Y-You taking o-over,” your body starts to warm up. Cheeks burning brightly.
Smiling against your neck Renjun gazes up at you. “Take over? What exactly did you want me to do?” He kisses a line back up to your lips.
“T-To kiss me a-and touch me,” you look away embarrassment consuming you. “To f-feel your mouth on me…”
“So naughty,” Haechan hops down coming up behind you. “Thinking of another man like that,” he wraps his arms around your waist. “I think we should give her what she wants. Don’t you think?” He asks Renjun.
“We?” Renjun quirks a brow. “Haven’t you had enough of her already?”
“Hell no, plus,” he slides his hand around your body to between your legs causing you to cry out. “I want to see her squirt again,” he slides his middle finger inside of you.
Renjun steps back watching Haechan pump his finger inside of you. “What happens doesn’t leave this room?” He states instead of asks.
“Of course,” Haechan pulls his hand away sliding his coated finger into his mouth sucking off your juices. “My lips are sealed. Don’t want to share her with anyone else,” he grips your chin turning your head to kiss you. “Well, no one but you,” he winks at Renjun.
“So, what should we do first?” Renjun asks Haechan but his eyes stay on you.
“Hmmm, how about we set you up again on the sink. Let’s show Renjun that pretty pussy of yours, shall we?” Haechan moves away from you.
“Re-Renjun…” you whisper.
He nods towards you his sweet gentle smile appearing on his face again. Haechan pulls you back to the sink and helps you up so you don’t put too much weight on your hands. Spreading your legs for you, Haechan squats down. “Don’t be shy,” he looks back towards Renjun. “Not like you’re a virgin,” he snorts.
“Shut it, okay?” Renjun walks over to him. “I just didn’t think any of this would be happening, right now…” he whispers.
“Well, it is…” Haechan pulls him down next to him. “She’s already soaking wet. Must really like you,” he rubs his thumb over your clit making you twitch.
“How can you be so shameless?” Renjun places his hand on your knee to steady himself. Holding in a moan your legs start to close.
“Man, what kind of hold do you have on her?” Haechan chuckles pushing your legs open. “You touch her and she reacts.”
Renjun looks up at you shocked. Turning away from him you close your eyes. What Haechan said was true. Just a simple touch to your body from Renjun makes you react. Body sizzling under his cool chilly fingers. Both afraid and eager for him to touch you more and to touch you where you dare not say.
“Go on,” Haechan moves away.
Moving closer to you Renjun gets his first real glance at you. Eyes going wide, lower lip being gnawed by his teeth — his eyes moving over your puffy wet folds. Reaching out a shaky hand he places his thumb on your clit. Instantly your pelvis moves forward, a high-pitched whine coming from you.
“Quiet down, babe,” Haechan chuckles. “Don’t want anyone walking in on us, do we?” He kisses the inside of your leg.
“I-I can’t help i-i —"
Another loud moan comes from you. A wet stripe being placed from your entrance up to your clit. Renjun’s tongue being the culprit.
“Damn, okay,” Haechan chuckles.
He gets up and sits next to you on the counter top. His arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you to him. “Like feeling his tongue on your clit?” He asks you.
“Mmmhmm…” you whimper as Renjun once again slides his tongue over your pussy ever so gently. “S-So good,” your entrance clenches wanting to be filled.
“You taste so good…” Renjun moans flicking his tongue over your pulsing nub.
“She does, doesn’t she? Best pussy I’ve tasted,” Haechan lifts your chin up and dips down for a kiss. A slight sweetness entering your mouth when he swipes his tongue into your mouth.
Renjun spreads open your folds your legs opening wider for him. Rubbing over your clit with his index finger he watches as your juices start to seep out of you. His mouth watering, he slurps up your wetness. “You were right, she’s soaking wet,” he chuckles giving your pussy a kiss.
“Must love to get eaten out.” He mumbles against your lips. “You like having someone between your legs?”
“Yes! I love it,” your hand finds its way into Renjun’s hair, running through his short locks. “Feels so good, Renjun.” You whisper. Eyes rolling into the back of your head when he flicks his tongue teasingly over your clit. “Fuck…”
Kissing your sensitive nub, Renjun wraps his lips around it sucking gingerly. Your hand pushing him forward, urging him not to stop. Crying out in pleasure Haechan crashes his lips onto yours trying to keep you as quiet as possible. His hand grabbing onto your breasts massaging roughly. A beautiful contrast to Renjun’s softness. Reaching underneath your bra, pushing it upward, Haechan grasps your nipple — twisting it between his fingers, your body twisting and turning in pleasure.
Never before have you been with two people. Always dating just one person who never wanted to add anyone else to the mix, the old you would have said no way to anyone joining you and your partner in bed — your mind changing slowly with Renjun and Haechan. Perhaps adding someone else to the mix isn’t that bad, especially when it feels this amazing.
Groaning into the kiss you pull away gasping for air. Renjun starts to slurp up your essence his eyes landing on yours. His beautiful innocent eyes staring back at you while eating you out starts the churning in your stomach. Your orgasm building up.
“Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” You whimper. “Feels so good, don’t stop…”
“Gonna cum for Renjun? Make him clean you up?” Haechan kisses your neck, biting your skin, your nipple still being twisted between his fingers.
“Yes! Fuck!!” You start moving your hips against Renjun’s lips feeling your orgasm closing in. Body trembling and eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Shit!” You scream as your climax hits you. Twisting and turning uncontrollably, stars sparkling behind your closed eyes. Legs clenching around Renjun’s head making him push your legs open as he keeps licking over your pussy.
“That’s our girl,” Haechan pecks your lips, “but I think we can do better don’t you think?” There is a dark smirk laced behind Haechan’s words. His hand traveling down to your pulsating nub. “Renjun, you may want to move off to the side,” Haechan chuckles. “Unless you don’t mind getting soaking wet,” he peers at you. “Isn’t that right, baby?”
Still riding off the orgasm Renjun caused you, Haechan rubs over your sensitive nub gently, warming you back up. “Hae-Haechan,” you cup the side of his face in your hand.
“I want you to show Renjun what you can do,” he kisses the tip of your nose the sweetest smile on his face, making him look like a kid excited to show his friend his new toy.
“I-I,” you’re cut off with his fingers sliding into you. Your head falls back onto the mirror the feeling of finally being filled making you blank out for a second.
Your walls clamp down around Haechan’s fingers. “So tight,” he twists his fingers around inside of you. “Want something else inside you, don’t you?”
“Mmhmm…” you sigh at the thought of being filled up by both Haechan and Renjun. Them fucking you until your mind goes blank, body limp from being used. Their cum dripping from your pussy. A loud moan echoes off the walls. Your eyes flying open as Haechan hits your g-spot. “R-Right there!” You say in urgency. “Please don’t stop!”
“Not gonna happen,” he pulls away slightly angling his hand better as he slams his fingers in and out of you.
Your breath hitches as your third orgasm starts to build up. Arms propping you up, eyes closed tight. Squelching sounds from Haechan’s fingers and your soaking wet juices along with your whimpers the only sounds bouncing off the bathroom walls. Renjun rests his head on the inside of your knee. Eyes glued to your pussy; lip tightly buried under his top teeth. Hungrily waiting for you to show him your special skill. A groan comes from Haechan. The veins in his forearm pronounced as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of you. Sweat builds around his forehead, dampening the hair that touches his neck. Eyes laser focused on the task at hand.
“I-I-I’m coming!” You scream as your orgasm hits you hard just like when Renjun was banging on the door. Your mind goes blank. Eyes rolling into the back of your head. Haechan slams his fingers inside of you once more when you feel yourself spray your juices out. His fingers pull from you, rubbing over your clit ferociously. “Fuck!!!!” You scream as you continue spraying onto the already wet floor.
Haechan’s hand slows down as your wetness does too. Body shivering Haechan holds onto you the moment he sees you sliding down. Renjun standing up quickly, gripping your thighs so you don’t fall off.
“S-So fucking hot,” Haechan breathes heavily. “How did we get so lucky?” He turns your head to kiss him. Your lips moving lazily over his. Still on cloud nine, mind body and soul floating above you in ecstasy.
“Don’t forget about me,” Renjun pouts.
Releasing you from his hold Haechan lets you fall into Renjun’s arms. He holds you tight, lips pressed against yours. Tongue entering your mouth your body comes alive at the memory of what he did to you moments ago. Pulling him closer to you, you push your pelvis against his — feeling how hard he was under his jeans. A groan passes Renjun’s lips when you rub your pelvis against his.
“Fuck,” he pulls back. “Want more don’t you?” He asks grasping your face in his hands.
“Yes. I want you,” you try to kiss him but he pulls back. “Re-Renjun!” You whine.
Chuckling he shakes his head. “As much as I want to continue, we need to get out of here before someone really comes by looking for us.” Reaching into his back pocket he pulls out the card key to the luxury suite. “Plus, I’m sure we’ll be more comfortable in a bedroom as opposed to a bathroom.”
“Fuck yeah!” Haechan grabs the card key. “Let’s get the hell out of here!”
Stroking your hair lovingly, Renjun kisses the top of your head. “Who invited you?” He turns to Haechan.
Haechan stops dead in his tracks. “Wait what?”
Renjun reaches down and picks up your clothes. “I said, who invited you? I don’t think you won the luxury suite.” He helps you put your shirt back on then turns to Haechan. “If anyone Charlotte should be the one sharing the luxury suite with us,” he smirks. “She’s the one who helped me win it while the two of you were…taking care of an injury?”
“Charlotte’s married! What the hell man! Trust me, you don’t want to get involved with a married woman!” Haechan rushes over. “Plus, how are you ever going to deal with this one?” He points to you; your panties now being pulled up your body. “Trust me it will take two of us to satisfy her!” He whines as you slide into your jeans, Renjun buttoning them for you.
“I never intended anything to happen with Charlotte and I,” he grimaces. “To even think I would do that is disgusting. Also, I think I’m fully capable and equipped to handle our girl here,” lifting your chin with his index finger Renjun kisses you gently. “You should consider yourself lucky I let things go this far.”
Grabbing your socks, Renjun bends down and slides them onto your feet. “Please, you’re kidding me, right? Also, why are you making it sound like the two of you are dating. You couldn’t even talk to her this morning! No way in hell the two of you are together!” As soon as your shoes are put on your feet Haechan grabs your wrist yanking you away from Renjun. “It’s both of us or no one,” he wraps his arms around you tightly. “If it’s with you I don’t mind sharing her! But if you even think about trying to take her for yourself, I can assure you I will do everything in my power to interfere every step of the way!”
Renjun’s brows knit together. “Shut up,” he turns away. “Also, clean this shit up,” he points down at the wet floor. “Since you caused it,” he holds out his hand. “Come on, Charlotte is probably worried sick about you.”
“What the hell!” Haechan moves you away from Renjun. “I didn’t cause this! Our little fountain did!”
“I can’t clean it up!” You hold up your hands. “I’m injured,” you make sniffing noises like you’re about to cry.
Trying to hold back a laugh Haechan turns from you. “Just call for a janitor and say that the floor is wet,” Haechan holds onto your wrist pulling you away from Renjun and around the soaking wet floor. “We’ll discuss sleeping arrangements later,” he wraps his arm around your waist.
Renjun comes up beside you as you all exist the bathroom, first aid kit in hand. “Excuse me,” Renjun grips your wrist. “Your partner is probably in the lobby waiting to get your card key. We’re going upstairs. Lunch is going to be ready soon anyway,” he sighs. “We’ll talk about all of this after the movie tonight.”
Haechan chuckles, “was planning on having a little fun during the movie tonight.”
“NO!” Renjun stands in front of you. “You had your fun for now. Just let her breathe for two seconds. You’re like a dog in heat!”
“So, what I have to follow your rules? Is that it? I can only be around her when you say it’s okay?”
“No…” Renjun groans. “Like I said we’ll talk about it AFTER THE MOVIE! Just let her relax for the evening. She came twice already. You can’t be serious about wanting to fool around with her when we’ll be in a room surrounded by our co-workers and our boss! How dumb are you? Do you want to get fired?”
“Okay, wow, rude,” Haechan scoffs. “I’m not dumb and we wouldn’t get caught at all. This is your first trip with all of us. Trust me, our boss falls asleep after the first part of the movie. People are talking and texting and chatting away. We’d be in the back corner away from everyone. No one would know at all. AND…technically, it was three times.” Haechan smirks. “Would have been more but I was having to much fun making her wait. Isn’t that right, baby?” He winks at you.
Pushing you towards the elevators, Renjun glares in Haechan’s direction. “Stop calling her baby. She’s not your baby.”
“I’ll call her anything I want to!” Haechan shouts. “See you soon, ba…by!”
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Haechan runs off towards the noise that was coming down the hallway around the corner. Renjun with his hand at the center of your back leads you to the elevators. A strange energy permeating from him. Unsure exactly what to say and feel after that rather intimate, spontaneous, and sensual moment all three of you just had. When Haechan told you that Renjun was interested in you, you didn’t know how to feel. Having told Charlotte you would absolutely pass on Renjun and even thinking he was gay — now wanting to know what he tastes like, what it would feel like to fuck and be fucked by him, wanting to feel his mouth and tongue on you once again.
This isn’t what you expected at all. Glancing at Renjun as he presses the button for the elevator you can’t help but wonder if things didn’t progress this quickly what it would have been like to date him. A tiny smile comes to your face as you remember him walking up to you. Finally, looking at him for the first time up close — thinking how handsome and pure, he was and even now, still is. How he stuttered and twitched and avoided your eyes. The cutest person alive!
Things would have gone incredibly slow. Secret glances towards each other. Small touches that made your hearts flutter. Whispering whatever was on your mind with each other leaving both of you in a fit of giggles. All leading up to hopefully Renjun, asking you out on your first official date. Most likely out for lunch and then a stroll through the park. Nodding you stare as the numbers descend down to the main floor. Renjun seems like a simple first date type of guy. Nothing extravagant but also nothing private and personal.
Your first time, granted hasn’t happened yet, but with the way things were just now — only time will tell when that will happen. But if you’re thinking about things in a traditional sense, it would be a long time until the two of you would have sex. Absolutely after you were going out for a few months. Really solidifying the relationship. Perhaps even after meeting each other’s families at least for a short period of time, like picking up the other or dropping the other off. Now, you gulp staring at him, you only hope that by the end of this weekend you’ll be able to find out what it’s like to sleep with him.
The elevator dings, the doors opening. Opening his arm gesturing for you to walk in first you go inside, Renjun following behind and pressing the button to the top floor. No one else in the elevator, away from prying eyes you start fiddling with your fingers. You need to apologize to him. An actual apology, not one when you’re almost naked and with Haechan around to butt in.
“Renjun, I —"
He sighs. “We’ll talk about everything when we get inside. Our bags are already in the room, so we’ll have a chance to talk before we head down for lunch.” He keeps his face forward towards the doors, not looking back at you.
“Th-The games, what were the last two?”
“The one after tug-of-war was a relay race. Charlotte and I needed to do two things each. She had to spin around a baseball bat ten times before jumping rope, while I had to dribble a soccer ball through cones, scoring a goal and then hula hoop. We finished second.” He glances back at you. “I would have asked Charlotte to take your place so don’t feel guilty at all,” he looks down at your hands. “Tonight, before we go to sleep, we’ll see how they look and change the bandages.” His eyes widen his head quickly turning back to the doors. “Th-The second game,” he starts shifting back and forth like he’s nervous about something. “Umm, the second game, was ‘father may I,’ well…mother but considering it was our boss,” he clears his throat. “And of course, we won with Charlotte winning it for us. She says you owe her a girl’s day and night in the luxury suite.”
Giggling you nod, “as expected. I’m truly sorry that I couldn’t participate for the last two games. Because of Haechan or not, even if I got bandaged up and left, I would have felt terrible not being able to participate to help win the room for us. Next time we may not be partners and…I just wanted to make your first time was enjoyable,” you whisper lowly.
Gasping loudly as arms wrap around you. Pulling you tight against him, Renjun rests his cheek next to yours. Your heart bursts through your chest, arms wrapping around him tightly, trying to fuse your bodies together. “As long as I’m with you I’ll be okay. Plus, Charlotte I think would kill you if you even tried to have participated in the games,” he chuckles.
“I think you’re right,” you sigh gently as his sweet floral smell washes over you. “I am sorry, Renjun. I didn’t mean for things to end up like that. I don’t know what happened.”
“I know you like Haechan but please know that I like you too, so much and I don’t want to lose you before I even had the chance to have you,” he kisses your cheek gently.
The elevator dings the doors opening and Renjun pulls away quickly. Taking hold of your hand as gently as he can he pulls you out of the elevator and towards the last door in the hallway. As you draw closer to the door your body grows excited. Wanting to see what exactly a luxury suite really entails. A beautiful view and a gigantic bed waiting for you to jump onto and seep into its softness. Stopping at the door, Renjun presses the card key up to the lock, the light turning green. Opening the door, he walks in first, you tugging along behind excited, but when you get through the door — Renjun slams it shut, pushing your back against it.
“Re-Renju—"
He slams his lips down onto yours. Mind going wild with this sudden change in Renjun’s manner, your arms wrap around his shoulders hoping this kiss doesn’t end any time soon. His lips move across yours hastily. Hands wrapping around your waist pulling you against him. Pelvis touching yours, his length poking against you. Pulling back a moan comes from you. Pushing your pelvis forward so you can feel his length again his hands falling to your waist.
“Shit,” he hisses.
“Renjun~~” you moan his name sweetly. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Eyes closing Renjun steadies himself. Hand pressing against the door, your hips rolling against his while he holds onto you with his other hand. “I-I didn’t want,” he grunts when you slide your fingers over his clothed girth. “Fuck…”
Giggling you grip him through his jeans, “you didn’t want…what?”
His breath catches in his throat as you palm his length. “I-I –” his hips start to move along with your hand. “I wanted to have more self-control than this.” Giggling at his sweet confession you rub your fingers over his length smiling up at him when his lustful eyes switch, something brewing deep inside. He grabs your wrist pulling your hand away. “NO! STOP!” He alarms you.
“Wh-What is it?” You ask concerned worried you’ve overstepped.
“Your hand,” he brings your hand up to his lips pressing a soft kiss on the tops of your fingers. “I don’t want you to make them worse. I already feel terrible that I didn’t take notice earlier…”
“Renjun…” you whisper staring at him. His eyes down casted looking at your bandaged hand as if he were the one who caused you this pain in the first place. Cupping his cheek in your hand you lift his face up to meet yours. Leaning in, you gingerly place your lips on his.
Even with himself in the state he’s in. Hardened cock, breathless and indeed of a release, his mind and priority are on you. Not wanting you to get hurt even more so than you already are. Wondering if you did something amazing in a past life to deserve someone as sweet and caring as Renjun – you pull him against you, hips grinding against his.
“Thank you for worrying about me,” your lips tremble against his as his length rubs over your already dripping clothed core, “but I’ll be fine.” Your lips brush over his, hot breath mixing together with his.
“No,” he shakes his head. “You need to heal first. My needs don’t matter,” he moves his lips from yours trailing them down your chin to your jaw.
How can he say that his needs don’t matter? They absolutely matter! Suddenly, as if there was a lightbulb hanging over your head, an idea pops into your mind. If Renjun won’t let you touch him with your hands, well, there is still one way you can get what you both desire.
“I guess you’re right,” you slide your body down his until your squatting, face level with his girth. Back pressed against the chilly door, your hands grip Renjun’s tiny but firm thighs. “I suppose my mouth will do,” you balance yourself and reach up to the front of his jeans.
“Wh-What are –” he stares flabbergasted as you unbutton and unzip his jeans. “Shit…” he whispers when his eyes meet yours. With one swift movement you tug his jeans down his legs until they pool at his feet. Covering himself before you make eye contact with his length, Renjun looks away from you. Eyes shaking, cheeks and ears bright as the sunrise itself. “Y-You don’t have to do this… You should rest especially after –” he drifts off unable to say what happened in the bathroom.
Placing your hands over his you shake your head. “I want to, Renjun… so bad…”
“R-Really?!” He gulps loudly.
Feeling your own cheeks start to warm you slowly move his hands to his sides. “Yes, you made me feel so good, Renjun. It made me think of doing a lot more with you. So so much more,” you bite your lower lip when you finally see the impression of his cock under his briefs. Instinctively, you lick your lips feeling yourself wanting to drool just looking at him. Precum creating a wet mark around his tip.
Lifting yourself up higher you place gentle kisses along his length. A long soft sigh escapes him. His head leaning back, eyes closing shut. Heading for the tip you wrap your lips around the wetness sucking in his essence. Renjun whimpers hands resting at his side balling into tight fists. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you slurp up as much of him as you can. A natural sweet taste dancing across your taste buds. Only the slightest bitter taste at the back of his sweetness. Wanting to taste more of him you pull back grabbing the waistband of his briefs. Pulling his briefs down you’re almost hit on the cheek by his cock springing forward.
Giggling you look up at him. Eyes laser focused on you; you gently blow onto his swollen head. He shivers in your grasp making you smile and blow onto him again, this time going up and down his shaft. Eyes becoming hooded he gnaws on his bottom lip. Chest rising and falling quickly the longer you tease him. Wanting to hear him beg for you. Wanting to see him come undone you kiss the base of his cock moving up along his length until you place an open-mouthed kiss on the tip – your tongue just gracing over his slit.
“Shit!!!” Renjun gasps hands slamming flat against the door.
“Like that?” You giggle as you kiss along his length again.
“Mmmhmm…” he hums lips in a hard line. When you get close to the tip of his cock you open your mouth again allowing your tongue to brush against him. “F-Fuck!” Renjun starts panting. “Pl-Please…” he whispers.
“Please?” You look up at him, the head of his cock resting just above your lips.
Peeling his hand from the door, Renjun strokes your hair gently, his hand sliding under your chin lifting your head so your lips are touching the underside of his tip. His hips jerk forward, cock rubbing against your lips. “Fuck! I need you…please!” He whines.
Looking up at Renjun to see the desperation on his face. The neediness in his eyes and soft but firm touch of his hand against your chin – you only wonder what you looked like to Haechan. Completely at his mercy to get you off, how he kept teasing you when all you wanted to do was cum. Your heart starts racing imagining Renjun turning into a mess because of you. Body seconds from collapsing to the ground in need of a release. Clenching your legs together you open your mouth, your tongue poking out.
Giving the underside of his swollen tip a lick, Renjun cries out in pleasure. “You need me?” You ask him, sliding the tip of your tongue from the base of his cock to the head. His cries getting louder and needer as you continue.
“Yes! Please!” His body starts shaking. Wrapping your mouth around the tip you suck gently. Tongue swirling around, sucking up the remnants of precum that glisten in the light. Whiny breathy moans come from Renjun as you focus solely on the head of his cock. “Fuck! Please…I can’t take it anymore!” His hand grips your locks, hips rolling gently. Trying to get more of your mouth on him.
Opening your mouth more you slide down onto his cock. A drawn-out whimper making you look up at to find Renjun clenching his shirt with his free hand. Giving you a nice view of his flat smooth tummy. Bobbing your head up and down you take half his length, still teasing him – you use more of your tongue than your lips. Hips thrusting up to meet your mouth, Renjun finds a nice rhythm that has you rubbing your thighs together. Doing everything in your power to reduce the aching need between your legs. When Renjun starts to pick up his pace, wanting to feel more of his length in your warm wet mouth his free hand drops his shirt and finds refuge in your hair.
Hollowing your cheeks, you start gulping him down. Immediately Renjun’s grip on your hair tightens. His moans getting louder and breathy as you take as much of him in your mouth as possible. Pulling back with a gasp of air, eyes on Renjun you kiss the tip before sliding back down around his length. This time opening your mouth wider taking all of him. Eyes getting watery. Nose starting to run, you move yourself up and down his length. Renjun’s eyes rolling into the back of his head.
“Fuck…” He whimpers. “Feels so good,” he rocks his hips, cock going deeper into your mouth.
Humming in response, your hands rest on the tops of your thighs while Renjun starts to fuck your mouth. Gently sliding himself in and out. Hands releasing your hair to cup the sides of your face. His eyes once closed open to see how beautiful you look with his cock stuffed in your mouth. His breathing increases as the feeling to cum starts to take over.
“You’re doing so well,” Renjun praises, thumb caressing your cheek. “Your mouth feels so good around me…”
Smiling as he fucks your mouth, one of Renjun’s hands drifts from your cheek to the back of your neck. Holding you in place he pushes his cock further into your mouth. Body curling in response, your hands shoot up to his thighs. His cock hitting the back of your throat.
“So, fucking good…” he hisses.
Moving faster Renjun dives his cock deeper into your mouth. Both hands now gripping the back of your head. Doing your best to hold your breath, he forces himself down your throat. His moans now deafening as he builds himself up for release. Back now pressed firmly against the wall. No means of escaping you have no other choice but to take everything that Renjun gives you. Your pussy soaking your panties wanting and waiting to taste Renjun’s cum – you suck on him as hard as you can.
“Shit! Shit!” He bucks his hips forward your head resting against the door. Long thick strands of salivia dripping down onto your chin and the floor, you continue to gulp him down. “I’m gonna…” he moves faster. Throat getting abused by his cock. Tears pour down onto your cheeks. Your mouth sore from taking him. “Fuck! Fuck! I’m coming!!” Renjun thrusts far into your mouth, pulling your head forward as he spills into the back of your throat.
Wriggling in his grasp you feel his hot cum pour inside of you. Choking you as some spills out of your mouth. More cum than you’ve ever had to take. Pulling out slowly you suck around him milking every last drop. Far gone, Renjun falls back to the floor panting. Moaning you swallow every last bit of cum he poured into your mouth. His naturally sweet taste making you crave for more. Wanting to taste him again. An aching need to have his cum inside of you, filling you up.
“Fuck…” he whispers watching you lick around your lips where some of his cum seeped out from your mouth. Your fingers wiping up the residue from your chin – only to lick and drink up every last bit of it from your fingers. As he watches you lick your fingers realization sets in. Gasping he leans towards you an arm stretched out, “shit, I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Smirking, a devilish gleam in your eyes, you leap forward pouncing on him. Renjun falling onto his back – you climbing on top of him, straddling his now flaccid cock. His hands grip your waist, eyes trembling in fear and astonishment. Leaning down you kiss him fervently. Lips smacking against his still overcome by how sexy Renjun is. As you kiss him a lingering taste of himself has Renjun wrapping his arms around you tightly, deepening the kiss. The kiss turns sloppy, saliva smearing over your faces, tongues swirling against each other’s when you pull back giving his bottom lip a small bite. Laughing, Renjun sits up, hand going to your neck, as he gnaws gently on your lower lip.
“You’re going to be the death of me, I swear.” He chuckles body falling back to rest on the cool hardwood floor.
“Really?” You sit up placing your hands on his stomach. “I wouldn’t want that to happen. We’ve barely started having fun,” you wink at him.
“I didn’t hurt you though, right?” He sits up holding you in his grasp as you slide down onto the floor, legs still wrapped around his waist. “I didn’t mean to lose myself back there. You just felt so good,” he rubs the back of his neck.
“I’m fine, Renjun,” you peck his lips. “More than fine,” you kiss him again this time longer.
“We should probably get down to the cafeteria before anyone starts wondering where we are,” he mumbles against your lips.
Humming in agreement you trail kisses over his cheek and to his neck. “I’m ravenous,” you giggle sucking on his smooth pale skin.
Grabbing your shoulders before you start up another round Renjun pulls back. A little kiss mark being left behind making you smile with glee. “Then let’s get something to eat. Afterwards we can relax for today until the movie?” He asks.
Nodding you untangle yourself from Renjun. He sits up pulling his briefs and jeans up until he completely stands. Making himself look more presentable, he holds out his hands for you. Gripping your wrists, he hoists you to your feet then fixes your hair that he messed up.
Opening the door for you he lets you walk out first, “I think a nice nap would be great! Also, a bath, after this morning, I could use one.” You head in the direction of the elevators.
Closing the door behind him, Renjun’s body stiffens up like a board – including his cock. “Di-Did you say bath?!”
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PART 5
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(Was out so liveblogs of where I stopped in HXH election arc up till beginning of ep 144 were written in notes app. It’s long .)
Lmaooo even Hisoka is like “bitch you think Killua loved you? Tf is wrong with you”
Oh my God Pariston is a fucking influencer
Let’s fucking go
LEORIO. AND KURAPIKA. ALALUIEA
Gon is LITERALLY IN THE SAME TOWN as Gin but he can’t go see him because he’s in a coma. Fuck everything and FUCK GIN
LEORIO THE GOAT I LITERALLY DAYDREAMED ABOUT A CHARACTER TELLING EXACTLY THIS TO GIN. LEORIO JUST LIKE ME FR FR
LEORIO THTE GOAT PUNCHED GIN IN THTE FACT AND TOLD HIM TO “DIE YOU ASSHOLE” THATS MY BOY
LETS GOOOO LEORIO PUNCHING GIN IN THE FACE NOT ONLY SAVED THE ELECTION BUT ALSO MADE HIM GET THIRD PLACE IN CANDITACY. GIN DYING IS WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT. GIVE IT TO THEM. I love democracy
Please Leorio win this election it would be so fucking funny. If not you then Morel because Bisky is too cool to be president as wel so
HELP “Gin Freecs o vagabundo dos Zodíacos. Foram votos de pena que o colocaram aqui?” Quem quer que for o comentarista (não posso ouvir a voz mas acho que é o feijão verde) te amo.
ILLUMI FUCKING DISOWNED HIM
Also I never mentioned it before but. Everyone but Killua deadass misgendering Alluka. Zoldyck family (aside of Killua and Alluka herself) will be killed in the gender war.
Btw Ginger Hisoka is strange to see can your hair go back to being pink-ish. Also can’t believe he’s the tamer one out of tbh he two Illumi really is unhinged
… did hisoka intentionally rile him up to show people Illumi is here. Because as soon as he found out there were rules Killua knew, maybe he’d be hoping then that Gon would be able to be saved after all. He wants to fight him so bad— HEP THE SHOW LITERALLY STATED THIS RIGHT AFTER. Unfortunately I know Hisoka well enough to tell.
“Alluka, if I were the only person in the whole world who loved you, would you be alright?” Fuck he’s asking that because he knows. He knows they don’t love her. At the very least, they don’t show it not even a little bit.
And yet all Alluka can hear is that there is someone in the world who loves her. All she can hear is she’s loved, after all.
Btw given that “you could have fought the president or those ants had you not been playing tag with Chrollo” so I’m assuming that the reason Kurapika isn’t going to Gon is because he’s back to hunting the Phantom Trouoe
NAOOOOOO GOTOH PUTA QUE PARIU. Tem algum jeito dele sobreviver com esse pescoço não :((( uma das duas únicas pessoas boa pro Killua nessa casa….
You know I was thinking to myself more jokingly that I was so starved for girls in shonen interacting that Canary and Amane are yuri to me, but… “You’re cute when you let lose a little” 🤨🏳️🌈? Canary do you have something to share with the class. (And then Amane blushes.)
HELP. Illumi and Hisoka “need more people” but neither of them have any friends aside of MAYBE each other so Illumi has to resort to brainwashing. Ok the cringe & fail duo
Ok is it bad that I’m rooting for the Anti-Netero faction. Like they make a good point (the exam allows to many crazy ass murderers in) … although their speech isn’t good, but like. Politics.
NO WAY GIN DIDNT EVEN SHOW UP JUSTIFY HIS LOSS. Cringe & fail.
Fucking. Hisoka trying to sabotage Illumi with a fake map but Illumi having a real one so Hisoka is just like “ah. Never mind.” Anyway fucking insane that we have to rely on Hisoka of all people
Btw I’m like 99% sure Amane is the “spy” Illumi is talking about so RIP my Yuri. Oh well, what fictional gay couple didn’t betray each other at least once, right?
Oh Tsubone was the spy. Nvm.
HES CRYING NOOO KILLUA :((( also fucking creepy too Illumi godamnit
KILLUA DISOWNING LETS GO
Hisoka don’t you dare do what I think you will. Get this murder card OUT of the hospital
Oh thank God it wasn’t gonna target Gon or Morel
Lets go call Gin’s ass out Pokémon character looking girl
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Above Him, Down Below (Smash) - Ch1/4: "An Orthon's Appetite"
I'm going to try something different this time and post the fic up as separate chapters rather than all in one 10,000 word chunk this time, so bear with me! I'll add in the links to each chapter when I'm done, too.
Yurgir x Gender Neutral Reader One Shot
Chapter 1 of 4 // 2,791 words
Full AO3 Fic Here
Pairing: Yurgir/Gender Neutral Reader
SPICE Rating: 4/5
Content Warnings: Oral sex, size difference, power play, mild predator/prey, scent kink
Spoilers
Vaguely House of Hope, this is mostly porn without plot.
Canon Compliance
Do you want canon? Oh dear. This. This is just indulgence~
Other Notes
Written as a challenge and a fun idea that got a little out of hand and larger than I anticipated, which is quite ironic given that this is absolutely Size Kink from start to finish.
Mood/Song
Explode by Written By Wolves
"This time I'm set and I'm coming for you
Won't take "No" for an answer
Nothing you can do
You can seal off the entrance
Block off the road
I won't stop till it's mine or I feel my heart explode
Now is the time
I'm taking back what is mine
You can try shut the door
But you know I'll just tear down the walls
(Feel my heart explode) Remember me as I go down in history
So don't stand in my way, if I have to then I'll take it all
Feel my heart explode
Remember, once it's been said
That it can't be unspoken
So let the next words you say
Be ones that won't leave you broken
The time to join me is ticking away with each passing second
This is your final warning, consider yourself as threatened"
Smut below the cut!
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“You. What have you done?” The Orthon stared down at you with burning eyes, the threat in his voice almost robbing you of the bravado contained in the parchment in your hand. “You think a piece of paper enough to bind me, Little Rabbit? I had not thought you so foolish.”
You pointed to the page, taking an involuntary step back at the rising heat from Yurgir’s rage. “Right here, it says for the next 24 hours, I outrank you.” Your throat felt dry as you swallowed back the regret. “So, I command you to lower your weapon.”
“Let me see that.” He plucked the page from your hand with gargantuan fingers, holding it closer to read. “How in the hells did you get such a thing?” His weapon drifted towards the floor as he continued to scan the details on the page.
You withheld some of the truth of the thing. There were some things he did not need to know, and it was a small matter to say you had lost the bet when really this was your prize for winning it. You recalled the laugh of the incubus and Raphael’s amused eyebrow raise as you left with the contract in hand. “We shall see if your decision was a wise one. You could have had so much-” The rest of his words had meant little, you had what you wanted, wisdom be damned.
“Your terms, then. What foes do we face?” Yurgir passed back the scroll, seemingly satisfied that it was genuine. The hierarchy of the Hells was not to be ignored, but neither was your actual purpose.
“First, I want to be clear. If I ask anything of you that you don’t want to do, you will not follow the order.” You stood a little taller, but still had to tilt your head a long way back to make eye contact.
“Little Rabbit, you think me a coward? That I would shy away from a good fight?” His brow furrowed, your rule cutting like a sharpened dagger at his pride.
You held his gaze, taking a moment to steel yourself before you replied. “Secondly, we’re not going to war.”
“To a battle then, a skirmish, a single foe - it matters little to the arrow, Rabbit, where you aim the crossbow, only that you pull the trigger and fire it.” He was becoming restless already, his claws digging into the wood of his weapon.
“No, uh…” You shifted a little on your feet, becoming ever more aware of the scent drifting from his skin, and the feelings that were stirring ever stronger through your body. “You don’t need the crossbow.” Your circulatory system was fighting an ever more difficult battle of its own, blood rushing both up to your cheeks and directly down to where lust’s heat built at an alarming rate.
Yurgir’s nostrils flared, taking a long and unnervingly deep breath in. “Ah. That is what brings you here. Little Rabbit, perhaps you should seek another rabbit to sate your needs.” Despite his words, he made no move to leave, or to dismiss the contract. In his eyes there was a hint of curiosity, or perhaps he was amused at the courage it took to keep your feet on the ground in front of him. Beneath him.
A shudder ran down your spine at the thought. It was taking everything you had not to just climb the huge man like a tree and find out what he tasted like. “If I wanted a boring roll in the hay with someone not worth my time, I wouldn’t be here.” You took a step forwards. “Besides, I can’t back out of a bet I already lost.” Another bit of the lie, but you noticed his eyebrow only raised for a moment.
“You wish to spend your time with a mighty warrior at your command testing the limits of your mortality, rather than bringing death to your enemies?” He chuckled, a low and unexpected noise. “You are a strange one, Little Rabbit, but I have no objection.”
Your knees felt momentarily weaker as he closed the gap between you, blocking out almost all the light with his towering form. The words on the tip of your tongue decided they had somewhere better to be, leaving you utterly speechless in front of the hard won prize you’d been thinking of since your time in the gauntlet and an interesting use of that spell…what was it? Speak with Bed?-
“Preparations.” He said simply, trailing one claw tentatively across your shoulder as if sizing you up, the predator deciding if his prey would be swallowed in a single gulp or if they were worthy of a second bite. “I assume you do not intend to stay here.”
You blinked a few times, remembering just where it was you were standing. Yurgir had been assigned to guard the portals that Raphael most often used to summon guests to and from the linked locations. As alluring as it was to order him to take you against a wall without wasting another moment, that would be unwise. You’d won your time with him from the Cambion, but his generosity would only stretch so far. “Wherever you sleep. Take me there.”
Another low laugh rumbled through his chest. “Very well, Rabbit. Prepare yourself.”
The very next moment your feet left the floor as he easily picked you up. He only needed one arm to support your hips and thighs, your body pressed over his large shoulder leaving you only the view of his broad back as you were draped over him like a piece of cloth.
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There was little point arguing;, Yurgir had followed your command explicitly. He took you to his room, it was simply a method of getting you there that lacked any dignity. Not that it mattered one bit, of course. Your legs were already feeling weak with expectation, body heated with need, head swimming with thoughts about what might lay ahead, and all of it stirred by the scent of his hot skin against you.
The slight sheen of sweat on thick cords of muscle had left a moist feeling on your lips from where your face had been pressed against his shoulder, trying vainly to prevent your head swinging around with his heavy steps. Absentmindedly, your tongue slipped out to taste the trace of him on your own skin. Salt, leather, something decidedly spicy, maybe a little sour-
“Hungry, Little Rabbit?” His deep voice told you that you were too close to his ear for that little moan to escape his notice. It was also now clear that he had stopped walking, the door closing with a soft click behind you.
Before he turned again, you had a glimpse of the room from over his back. Rough hewn walls seemed out of place in the otherwise fanciful mansion, a thick pile of furs and blankets on what appeared to be a makeshift bed frame on the opposite side of the room. Simple wooden torches cast eerie shadows all around you, as if the room itself were alive and ready to swallow you whole.
There wasn’t time to dwell on it though, as your feet were planted gently on the floor, the contract still gripped tightly in your hand as you looked up at him perplexed.
“Your order?” He stood waiting expectantly, and though his question asked for your control, it was hard to believe you actually had it. But the Archivist had assured you in no uncertain terms that the contract was binding, and that the Orthon would always respect the chain of command as if it were in his blood to do so. The only risk would be when the time was up and the power over him was lost… Breaking you in half wouldn’t even need both of his hands.
A safe test first. “Tell me again, that you won’t follow an order you dislike.”
“You are repeating yourself, Rabbit.” He cautioned, looking a little impatient. His chest rose and fell with deeper breaths, quicker than before - he was taking in your scent again. Instinct. “I agreed before. That still stands. And you, should your body not withstand the decisions of your wicked tongue?”
“I’ll make 4 sounds, or movements, in this pattern.” You demonstrated twice, a clear and unmistakable rhythm. “Agreed?”
“Agreed.” Yurgir’s eyes were drifting across you again, assessing, waiting.
You swallowed back the last of your trepidation, walking around him to take a better look around the room. There was little more than you’d already seen. The Orthon clearly had little need of possessions beyond weapons hung on one wall, a bookshelf covered in more bottles than tomes, and a few leathers cast over the edge of a chair that was clearly too small for him.
Turning around, you saw him still stood where you had passed him, facing you but not moving yet without the instruction.
The words fell out as you contemplated the coiled tension in tense muscles beneath crimson skin. “Undress me.”
He covered the distance in two quick steps with a wicked grin. Once again the command would be followed in the most direct way, a fact you realised a little too late as taloned fingers tore the seams and fabric of your clothing like they were paper. To your surprise, despite his motions your skin wasn’t marked, not a single scratch as you were fully bared before him. “Fragile thing.” He looked down at you, the hint of teeth in his smile. “You could be so easily broken.”
“You’d be surprised.” You spoke perhaps a little too bravely despite the potions and spells you had used to strengthen your body’s constitution before meeting with him. Even the ring on your finger was imbued with charms to help you survive your own ill-advised lust. “Tell me, do you like what you see?” More bravado that made you wish to bite your own traitorous tongue from your own mouth, until you heard his answer.
“Perhaps. You intrigue me. Pretty words, Little Rabbit, and bold questions. You really wish to know?” He loomed over you, leaning down, almost bending double just to get close to the top of your head. But from here his breath was hot on your scalp, washing down over your neck with his scent, the growl of his voice reverberating down your spine. “I can smell you. I could smell the arousal on you from before you even spoke to me. I thought it was the incubus playing tricks, but you haven’t been near them, have you…” He considered the implications as he awaited an answer.
“I didn’t need to.” You answered, voice wavering slightly as a pleased shudder travelled down your spine with the echoes of his growling tone. “Do you want to taste? Take what you want with your tongue alone.” The order came purely from the unbearable heat burning through your senses, your body and mind absolutely desperate to see what his appetite might lead to.
“Hmmm…very well, Rabbit. I will need to position you. Do you disagree?” He clarified the terms, still leaning in so close you were tempted to take hold of his horns and pull yourself to his lips- “Yes or no.”
“Move me as you need to, but that’s all your hands are allowed.” The adrenaline was flooding every nerve, racing through your body with the scream of danger that should’ve had you listening and running as far as you could go…but that other part of your primal mind was shutting down every logical thought that this giant could destroy you in a second, with the far more tempting thought that such destruction would be the hottest possible way to shake off your mortal coil.
“Agreed.” One single word that barely left his throat before you felt your feet leave the floor. His hands were around your waist, lifting you effortlessly and half-throwing you onto the pile of furs that served as a bed. He grinned down at you, the air pushed out of your lungs by the impact, your limbs moving on their own to scramble backwards, his looming presence seeming ever larger from this angle.
It was only a moment longer before he was kneeling before you, leaning over you, nostrils flaring as he took in the scent of your exposed body. It was strange to see him on his hands and knees as he lowered himself, lifting your legs roughly but with enough care not to snap them as your knees were hooked neatly over the tusk-like horns that curled forwards either side of his jaw.
“Hmmm…” Yurgir’s breath was hot, lips just a few inches from the very obvious evidence of your arousal. “Such a small creature, Rabbit, but you smell…good.”
The vibrations of his voice shot through your body, your back arching as his hand slipped beneath you, holding you firmly as he began to give you everything you had dreamed of when you signed that little contract that lay discarded on the floor with the ragged shreds of your clothes.
The first long swipe of his tongue was slow, deliberate. The size of it alone left no part of you untouched as your breath once again abandoned your lungs with a salacious moan. Gods, that felt good. Hot, soft, yet the muscle itself pressed around every curve of you with that wet heat as he took the first taste. The low growl of his laugh made you shiver, his approval making your entire body feel both tense and weak in the same instant. “A treat… Yes. I am…hungry, Little Rabbit. We shall see if my appetite can be satisfied.”
The next motion brought his rough lips to your skin, the ache of your hips - held far apart by his horns - melting away to the heat of his mouth lighting up your senses. You were at the mercy of his hunger, yet everything was exactly what you had ordered of him. He was following the commands to the letter, indulging his own desire to lick slowly and deliberately, the deep rumble of a pleased moan a clear sign that he enjoyed the taste.
The vibrations of the noises he made had you shivering, melting into the hand beneath you, whimpering ever more desperately as he began to suck a little to draw more sound from your lungs that hardly remembered to breathe. The sharp feel of his horns digging in to the soft skin of your legs grounded you with the pain, adrenaline melting into endorphins that were beyond intoxicating. The subtle dig of teeth into your body nearly pushed you over the edge as he tested your limits, a sound akin to a purr following the hot trickle of blood reaching his lips.
It would have been impossible to describe to anyone else, a tongue as wide as your own forearm, pliable and powerful, greedily licking every hint of your arousal. Slow, teasing, the building tension in your body had you pressing your head back into the furs beneath you, eyes squeezed shut and hands desperately gripping the hide as if holding on to your own sanity.
Yurgir mercilessly kept you close to the edge for a while, drinking in every gasp and groan, until finally you relented to begging him for your pleasure. “What was that, Little Rabbit?” He smirked between long drags of his tongue across nerves that pleaded for just a little more, a slightly different rhythm-
“Please, I need-” You struggled to form words, feeling his grip around your body tighten slightly as he continued to tease. “I order you to pleasure me fully.” You forced the sentence out in a single rushed breath of desperation.
“Good.” He accepted the command like second nature, no longer denying you the orgasm that had been building with force low in your body with every tormenting motion of his mouth.
The rush was so intense you could taste blood from where you bit your lip, mere moments before a howl tore from your lungs beyond the attempt to bite it back. He growled his approval, the vibrations along his tongue escalating the climax even as it ripped through your nerves. The Orthon’s huge hand held your shuddering body with an almost bruising grip, refusing to release you until every last drop of your lust had been devoured in his greed, low and pleased moans as if this was a delicacy to be savoured.
By the time he relented, your body felt weak, drained, but sated…for a minute, at least. He released your aching legs from his horns, raising himself after until he was crouching, resting on his haunches, blazing eyes watching you with curiosity. “Satisfied, Little Rabbit?”
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Chapter 2 - Collared Commands
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HELLO!! I am now here to request my now 2nd matchup for MHA, Love is war and The promised neverland (also TPN can be platonic since I’m 14 but the two can be romantic lololol) ALSO FEEL FREE TO USE MY OTHER LINK SINCE IM EXPLAINING THE SAME THING
Well my name is Joey, im transgender aromatic bisexual and unlabeled, my zodiac is Aquarius and my others are Leo, Sagittarius and Aries, i have adhdism and I’m a very cool person 😎🔥/hj
My personality is that I’m a ENTP and I’m Extroverted but usually I am very awkward at first and it will take me time to adjust to a new person for a while 4-9 months precisely and then I can emote freely around them, but I still love to ramble about my interests to them when I’m getting used to being around that person, my love languages are acts of service, gift giving, quality time and psychical affection and my dates would be like going out and like going to a arcade or seeing a movie and go out to dinner somewhere afterwards but I’m totally up to just stay home and play video games and have movie marathons then…! Oh fun fact I also
I’m 5’6, I have brown eyes, and I (now) have brown boyish hair with bangs and I’m absolutely in love with it—!, and as I said before I wear a lot of styles! such as goth(trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth and nu goth), gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, rokku, manba, kogal and tsuyome), scenemo/emo, and vkei ouji and lolita but I usually don’t wear these to school or at home the whole time, yes I wear it to show off on social media or when I’m going out but I’m pretty casual too, i wear oversized stuff like baggy pants, i wear streetwear stuff and I also like wearing comfy stuff at home like a anime t-shirt and jeans or pj pants lol
Hobbies/Interests: anime/manga, gaming, cosplaying, fashion, art(drawing, painting, pottery, digital art and more), cooking, learning new languages (such as Japanese and Spanish), writing, making/listening to music, dancing, skateboarding, playing Interments like piano/electric guitar and more on. Feel free to ask!
Likes: cats, hajime hinata (danganronpa), a silent voice, albedo (genshin impact), lemon demon, felix kranken (twf), bread, sharks, christmas music/christmas in general, scp 3008 (roblox game), get a snack at 4am (roblox game), hotels, and my friends!
Dislikes: negative mentions of my voice, comparing me to people like “you remind me of ____”, hate talk about my interests, and spiders.
THANK YOUUU
Matchup For Joey!
Mha: Neito Monoma
Affection was strange to him, he seems like the type of person to have grown up without much love or affection so when he got into a relationship, it was all new and unfamiliar to him. When the two of you began holding hands and becoming more of a couple, he would complain, but it would be less than usual and he would have a bright blush on his face.
Arcade/movie dates are his favorite, but he won't admit anything preferring to stick to his cool nature and act like everything is stupid and dumb. When at the movies, he'll talk about how the movie is so boring and how the film is overrated, that is till the end when he remains silent needing to see the end of the movie. Similar to arcades, when the two of you are playing games and he loses, he'll be in a bad mood, saying things about how he let you win and that if you were to lose he would feel guilty.
Love is War: Chika Fujiwara
Showing your love for her with acts of service/gifts and it's her favorite thing when receiving something from her partner. When she received her first gift it was adorable, seeing the cute gift on her desk all wrapped up neatly and perfect, just for her. Between us, she definitely fell for you from the gifts, rizz her up with them acts of service and she was whipped.
For some reason when I read that you liked cosplaying, my mind drifted to her also enjoying cosplaying and wanting to dress up as her favorite characters. There would be couples cosplaying between the two of you and it would be adorable as heck.
The Promise Neverland: Emma
You guys have very similar personalities, both being outgoing and caring towards your friends, always keeping them close. You guys are also extremely smart and are very good thinkers having very similar ideas or you guys are usually the one who has that great idea that ends up being right. (I got this from Entp, if this is wrong I am sorry)
Enjoy when you ramble about your interests, there have been times when Emma has sat there listening to everything you have said without saying a single word just enjoying the conversation. Emma is a great listener, but also a great talker knowing what to say and how to say it. She also has a good memory, being able to remember something you have said from a while back without having to struggle.
Cooking together is something she takes pride in, loving being around her friends and doing things the two of them can enjoy together. You guys make all sorts of things for the little kids who always end up falling in love with the food you two make.
#anime#x reader#anime x reader#headcanon#request#matchups#boku no hero academia#mha#my hero acedamia#bnha x self insert#love is war#chika fujiwara#neito monoma#neito x reader#the promise neverland#emma the promised neverland
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hey beautiful people, i come bearing gifts! :D
so, there’s this fic that i’ve loved for like forever now and i’ve re-read it multiple times yet i really don’t see anyone talking about it at all, and it’s completed! It’s got beautiful characterization, painstakingly beautiful character growth and of you really come to love all of the characters not just our two favourite idiots. Hogwarts Era, great big castle vibes, easy breezy 10/10
fic: Fire Dragon by sunne
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/3384611/1/Fire-Dragon
summary:
Their friendship was unlikely, but as time went on, she got to know the real person behind the cold mask. Friendship is golden when the world turns black. Take what you can get, and hold on to those you have. Eventual DHr and nonhuman Draco later on. completed!
the summary really doesn’t do it justice take a leap of faith on this one, believe me you’ll love it! ya’ll helped me find a fic i’d been looking for, for about 2 summers now so think of this as my thankyou :)
one more rec:
Another masterclass in elegant writing, complete characterization so well that it feels like the writer was in their heads, this one has a gripping mystery in the subplot and ofc there’s draco with the ensemble cast. absolute 10/10
fic: How to Win Friends and Influence People by oliveblake
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12531992/1/How-to-Win-Friends-and-Influence-People
summary: Real heroes never quit. Real villains never die. Dramione with ensemble cast, post-war, espionage AU. COMPLETE
(tell me that isn’t the coolest one liner you’ve ever heard)
that’s it for me, i’ll be back when i uncover some more hidden jewels, hope yall enjoy these, till then xoxo!
- all my love
Thanks!
Next time can you send in two different asks, one for each rec?
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Love in the Dark(C!Wilbur Soot)
Helloo again sorry I didn’t post earlier this week. I’ve been sick and the Long waited face reveal of Mr. Wastaken honestly I think he’s hot. And don’t get me started with George’s videos or the twitchcon things. But enough about me or my thoughts. This week story is C!Wilbur when he destroy L’Manburg. I haven’t proofread and the song is ‘Love in the Dark’ by Adele.
Wilbur List Masterlist
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Counting down the days to the disaster.
Day 20
Techno had gotten a letter as I stood behind him taking bits and pieces. We took a horse to met them in a place Tommy made. Pogtopia. Once we meet them outside of their place. Wilbur has change since being kicked out of the nation he built. All because of power. All because he wanted to run a campaign thinking he would win. But they lost by one percent. They could've won it all but no. They were thrown out the second he, Schlatt, was made president. Wilbur didn't speak to us. What could you say when you just lost a nation. Tommy keep on talking not stopping. The boy had hope we could take it back. As for me, the country i once knew was already gone before I have even got there. Techno just nods walking in as well as Tommy while Wilbur and I stayed outside. "How you been?" Wilbur asked me as he tried to make eye contact. "I've been fine training , eating potatoes, and being with techno in the cold. I've just been fine" It was quiet between us but what were we supposed to say. We were both lover till I decided to leave L'Manburg to adventure but as for Wilbur he wanted me to stay and be the First Lady. "I'm sorry about your country," I made eye contact with him. "It's alright let's go inside before the mobs find us."
Day 17
Techno already started to make his potato farm as for me I made a fence by the stair so No one would slip. Wilbur thought it was a foolish idea but shortly after saved himself from falling. It was quiet funny to watch as he looked over to me. With a smile. That smile I missed from him.
Day 14
Dream came to visit us supply tnt to destroy Lmanburg. On the face of Wilbur it looked like that was the only option for us to destroy. Tommy didn't want that option. But it wasn't up to Tommy. Wilbur had to make it. He looked at everyone in the room to see their face. For them, y/n, they had a stone cold face looking to their knife. Techno notice Wilbur stare at them. He may not be good with his emotions but that face Techno has seen it before from y/n. That was a face of remembrance and lost love.
Day 10
Techno was under pressure from schlatt. He had to do it he had to shoot the boy Tommy saw his friend life slipping away. As for techno he started to light the fireworks letting us run back to Pogtopia. I started to help Tommy with tubbo. Just to only see him fight his tears. We made it to the place. With the yells between Tommy and Techno. Only to top it off with the laughs of Wilbur. I help tubbo get better with the help of Niki. Leaving that room to see two more faces get bruises and blood. "Leave it in the hole Tommy." Techno left to his potatoes. While Tommy left to see Tubbo. Leaving Wilbur and I alone.
Day 5
Slowly new people started to join us. Gathering some supplies for the war. Dream told us there was a traitor and that he won't be helping us. He said that Schlatt offer him something that he couldn't refuse. Everyone was on edge wondering who it was. Tommy thought he was bluffing. Wilbur just stood in the back. Looking at us all and I knew he was hiding something.
Disaster
That morning, everyone was up eating, training or just getting more supplies. Goinging outside to see Wilbur near a cliff where the sun was coming up from. "So you still see the sun rise in the morning?"
Wilbur turned his head to look over at me. "Well it's like the peace before the storm you know." All I did was nod. "You are planning on blowing it up still aren't you?" I just needed the conformation coming from him. He's been leaving at night crafting more tnt with signs. He's been leaving every night and wouldn't come back till morning. "That is still undetermined but I will know my answer with the outcome of today." Taking in a breath I heard cough looking behind to see techno. "Come on I have something to show you all" with that I left Wilbur side to go with Techno. He put his hand on my shoulder, "you know he's not the same man you used to love in Lmanberg" I stop in my tracks turn to face Wilbur body as he stayed in place. "I know and if he had to choose between his LManberg or Me. He would choose his Lmanberg without doubt." I left Techno. Techno stayed to see Wilbur turn to see me leaving. He heard what they said and deep down he was hurt to hear it out of your mouth.
Timeskip
It was done the war was done. Wilbur presented a new president. Twice. Techno wasn't fond of it. I waited to talk to Wilbur before I had to leave again. To see him walking away from the people but to a hill near the podium. Following after him to hear him sing the LManburg anthem. In the hall it echo but in the room was sign carved in with the lyrics. 'My LManburg.' Wilbur turn to seen me standing. "So this is where you've been every night huh?" I wanted to walk inside more but it was like a barrier. All he did was nod getting closer to me. "You are gonna blow it up?" Once again he nod. "Why did you leave me?" Wilbur asked me. He wanted the truth and if this would be the last day for him to here so be it. He is gonna hear it. "I couldn't see myself with you in our future. I couldn't see you next to me. I couldn't picture us in a family. Only because of this country you made. I will always be second to this country maybe last sometime." Looking at Wilbur in a distance of 5feet apart. "You know that's not-" I brought out a laugh. "Not what-true? Will don't you hear me! You wanted to be a president be a ruler. I would've been there for you but I couldn't hide in the wall you have made. I wanted to explore and what you wanted was for me to stay home." Wilbur started to point at me. "That was because I wanted to keep you safe. Like i did with the boys." I laugh, "the boys or you. You never kept the boys safe I did I help them! I took care of them while you made deals or were out figuring out a plan for the next part." All he did was stare turning his back to me to face the button. "Then it's settle this country only made bad decisions. This country made me regret. This country is the cause of all problems. This country made me lose the person I loved.” A laugh appear as Wilbur turn for a second. “There was once a saying darling, by a traitor,” he faced front, “it was never meant to be.” With that he pressed the button within second the tnt lighting leaving 5seconds to run. I only saw Wilbur come close to me.
Boom
One went off then a train started of the tnt started. Some flew high getting more land to destroy this country. The country that everyone thought would last. Only lasted for short amount of time.
The debris followed as the mountain of ashes lead to the sky. I walk to the edge of where we were as I looked in the distance to see everyone looking in at me. Not only me just to Wilbur aswell. He jump laugh, “I did it,” he started off low but gain more voice, “I did it, My unfinished symphony darling.” He went up to bringing my sword out. “Do it Darling,” he kneel looking up to me. The confusion on my face stared to Wilbur kneeling. “I want you to kill me.” He started to repeat his words as I look looked in the crowd. “Do it they all want you to kill me! Look at their faces! I am not the Wilbur you loved! You even said it yourself.” He brought my sword to my hand as I gripped to it. “I will never be that Wilbur you need to realized that!” He said as I started to hear the calls of the boys shouting my name. The tears got the best of me as I put my sword through his body bringing him close to me. He last breathe was close to my ear as he fell against me. We both hit the ground as I tighten the handle. I cried to his shoulder. “But I loved you.” I said to his shoulder as the outside saw everything. That the two lover only had one to live in pain as the other went to their limbo.
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Mega Man X6 Ending
The final stage is little more than the boss rush + the final boss thankfully. It’s got some pretty creepy and atmospheric music though.
And yeah obligatory mention to how X6 has a seriously awesome soundtrack, probably the most diverse in the franchise. Most Mega Man games tend to stick to a single genre, usually either rock or techno. X6 is mostly rock but also throws in jazzy pieces, relaxing tracks like Rainy Turtloid, Shield Sheldon’s sounds pretty magical, Metal Shark Player is oppressively atmospheric and Gate 3′s creepy.
Honestly Zombie Sigma might just be the most interesting thing that has ever been done with the character, which is prety damn sad on its own (Insert obvious joke about how he’s a nice metaphor for the state of the X series at this point)
People always say that he’s easy but honestly his second phase is a mess with all the shit he just flings at you, it feels like the best way to win is to just tank hits and keep hitting him back while also destroying as many of his minions as you can in order to make them drop health to keep you going.
Like before the ending differs depending on the character who beats Sigma
I hate X’s ending.
I know it may seem strange, but it really does piss me off.
I don’t like any of the endings of the X games because they usually just amount to the characters angsting over how “the cycle of violence keeps going ì, when will this war ever end blah blah blah” and it’s just another example of the X series using useless angst that won’t really go anywhere for “deep” storytelling.
On paper I should prefer what X6 gives us here, as it’s a more upbeat, hopeful ending about how the characters won’t give up and will try their best to rebuild the world and stop whatever threat will come their way. These tend to be some of my favorite kinds of endings: the light at the end of a dark tunnel
However in this case it doesn’t work for 2 reasons:
1) It’s too cheery given the situation: Gate was Alia’s friend turned mad, she’s seeing his corpse right there and yet she’s all smiles like she doesn’t give a shit
The same applies to X, y’know the pacifist who’s all about not wanting to use violence and wishing he could solve things peacefully? Why is he all smiles as he drags the corpse of his friend’s former colleague around?
2) This isn’t ACTUALLY a happy ending if you ask me. It’s actually a pretty cynical one. This wasn’t supposed to exist. This whole game wasn’t supposed to exist and only does in order to keep milking the series down to the last drop, so when the characters act all cheery and hopeful about how they will “fight for the future” and stuff it doesn’t feel like a message of hope to me, it feels like Capcom quite literally telling us “yeah there are more games on the way and we’ll keep making more ‘till this cow’s a dried up husk of its former self. have fun!”
Oh but then we get to the REAL juicy one! Let’s take a moment to talk about Zero’s ending!
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So on its own merits there aren’t any real issues with this ending: Zero decides to go into stasis for a 100 years in order to have the Maverick Virus inside his body analysed so that scientists can find a cure. It’s basically a tie-in to the then upcoming Zero series.
However many issues arise as soon as you remember that X7 and X8 later became a thing.
And Zero is in both of them.
This makes no sense
The most common (and likely) interpretation is that this ending takes place many years into the future at the very end of the X series. However there are issues even here.
It just makes sense logically for this ending to take place not long after X6 because...Zero now KNOWS he’s a carrier. He know that he’s a danger and doesn’t want to create problems for the world.
If we go by the interpretation that this ending takes place way later we have to assume that it took Zero YEARS to figure out that “Yeah maybe I should let scientists study me instead of running around the world with this Virus inside of me”, which not only makes no sense for the other characters, who seem to have no issues with this and never bring this up again (sans some small mentions in X8), but it’s also nonsensical for Zero himself, since he’s always shown himself to be perfectly ok to sacrifice himself for the greater good, ever since X1!
Some people take this to mean that, evidently, X7 and X8 cannot be canon, compounded by the fact that they’re not rererenced in the Zero series.
Guys.
No.
Them not being referenced means very little, characters like Alia, Signas, Dynamo and Gate are also never mentioned across the Zero games, so the likes of Axl and Lumine never being mentioned doesn’t immediately make them non-canon
Besides everyone knows that some last minute changes had to be made to the story of the Zero series in order to accomodate for the retcons introduced by X6, such as Zero being resurrected and Sigma still being around, so why should X7 and X8 be so impossibly non-canon or whatever, given that they’re far less convoluted plot-wise? If there’s a game that they could’ve easily written off as non-canon that’s X6, given its retcon-riddled plot and the fact that it was the first game to have absolutely zero input from Inafune, and yet X6 is 100% canon to the Zero series.
I’d much rather keep X7 and X8 as canon rather than imagine a split timeline like some fans do. ‘Cause that’s what the series needs right? A Zelda timeline.
So how do we explain all of this mess?
Well here’s my theory:
How does the Maverick Virus spread?
Yeah it can spread via airborne means like we see in X5, but how does it jump from robot to robot?
Because we never really see this happen do we?
I mean Zero has been a carrier ever since before X1 and yet, depsite the Zero Official Complete Works claiming that he’s been unwillingly spreading the Virus while working as a Hunter, we never see anyone being infected by him, and he’s constantly in contact with a lot of people! Alia, Signas, fuck, Colonel and Iris! And yet none of them has ever been infected!
The only time Zero has ever infected someone was with Gate, who came into contact with one of Zero’s remains, seemingly some of his internal components, and maybe Sigma when the latter fractured his head gem.
My theory is that the only way for the Virus to pass between Reploids is if one comes into contact with an infected Reploid’s interior mechanisms. It’s kind of like how real life viruses spread to other hosts through contact with infected liquids like blood or saliva. This would explain why Zero is still able to work as a Hunter with no issue, since there would technically be no issue being in his presence, and the Virus would only get a chance to infect another if he were to bet injured.
This is still problematic though since his work literally requires him to fight and get injured pretty much every day, so he’s still a danger and there should be a plethora of safety measures: what happens when he returns to base all damaged? Does he get put in quarantine? Does he have to wear a robotic face mask? Since the Virus can even infect simple machinery like we see in X5′s intro how the fuck do the Hunters even repair him without someone or something, even simple equipment, getting infected? Does he NOW get to repair himself?
Sighhhhhhhhhh.......
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