[∞\ Irresistible /∞]

top!dom!Lucas x bottom!sub!male reader

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credits to the gif owner!!

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Categories: male femenine reader, top Lucas, bottom male reader, bratty reader, semi-public sex, size kink, anal sex, blowjob, rimming, various sex positions, long fic, smut with story, cockwarming, fingering, degradation kink (use of slut, whore, hoe, etc...), dirty talk, multiple orgasm, coming inside...

Reader is shorter and has a tinier body than Lucas. Descriptions of reader body includes him being "curvy", "tiny", having a big butt, etc.

Genre: Smut. MINORS DNI.

WC: 7,4k

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Made with love for @cherubsandswans ❤️

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"Shut up, or do you want them to know?"

A soft, hot breeze starts to hug your body. Cute flowers bloom everywhere. Spring has come! And what season would be better to do a trip out of the city with your friends?

Your phone starts ringing in the morning. The groupchat with your best friends quickly fills up with messages about going on a trip together.

"We should go to the beach! It's the perfect time to go!", Yangyang says. "Why don't we go to the countryside?", Xiaojun suggested. "I have a better idea: the mountains!", Hendery replies.

"Dat sounds great", Lucas says, answering to Hendery. "I haven't been to the mountains in a whiile", Ten follows. Soon, all of the eight members of the chat agree on going on a trip to the mountains. Kun and Xiaojun took the time to book the plane tickets and some nights at a cabin on the mountains. Meanwhile, you start organising your luggage, selecting your best clothes and all the items you need for the trip.

"Am I forgetting something? Toothpaste, toothbrush, razor, shaving foam...", Hendery asks in the groupchat. "Remember bringing perfume!", Winwin replies. "How many underwear are u guys packing?", Kun asks. "I'm bringing one pair for each day", you answer

"y/n, don't forget your thongs!", Lucas replies. "Lucas, let's not be like that!", Xiaojun argues. Hendery sends a laughing sticker. "I'll bring the pink one, don't worry rofl", you reply.

Of all of your seven friends, Lucas is the one who you get along the most. He also seems to be the one who likes you the most in the friends group. But your friendship is kinda weird; he does a lot of out-of-tone jokes with you, even when you are with the rest of the group. He's sexy, for sure. If you had the opportunity, you would fuck with him; but he seems interested on looking for a girlfriend. Although, grabbing your big butt cheeks, slapping your bulge and making sexual remarks of you often makes you think he wants to fuck you so bad.

The weekend arrives. It's time to take the flight. The eight of you get into the airport and check in at the counter. When you get your ticket, you reunite with the rest of the guys to check who sits with whom.

"A7..." Hendery says. "I'm B7!", Yangyang comments, excited. "C7... so the three of us sit together", Ten says. Kun and Winwin sit together on D7 and E7 respectively.

"Let me check your ticket", Lucas says while getting near you and putting his hand on your shoulder. He's very tall in comparison to you, so he does that pretty much all the time. "Oh, so we sit together. F7 and G7". "I'm H7, I'll be next to you", Xiaojun follows. "Great, then! I brought food so we can share it", you say, laughing. They two laugh too. "It's gonna be exciting", Lucas tells.

All of you pass through departures and get on the plane. Hendery, Winwin, Lucas and Xiaojun got into first. You walk through the seats, trying to find yours.

The row where you, Lucas and Xiaojun have to sit is on the left side. When you reached your row, you had to pass through Lucas, who's already sat, to get to your place. As Lucas' long legs shortens the path, you struggle doing that. With your body giving your back to him, you try to walk to your seat.

Suddenly, a big slap lands on your butt. "Lucas! Behave!", Xiaojun loudly whispers. Apparently Yukhei couldn't resist spanking your ass, having it in front of him. "It's too round! I had to do it!", he says. You just smirk and finally have your seat.

The plane takes off. Like the brat you're, wouldn't be a good idea to keep him addicted to you during all the flight? "I have to go to the bathroom!", you say, standing up from your seat. You pass through Lucas again, making sure your butt stands out so he can react.

As you expected, Lucas slaps your butt with both of his big hands. "Lucas! Stop doing that!", Xiaojun yells at him. "If he keeps showing me his butt, I won't stop!", he says, making Xiaojun to roll his eyes. You leave a sassy smirk and walk to the bathroom. There, you kind of do nothing. You just make sure your pants are making your butt stand out enough.

Back to the seats, you walk again in front of Lucas' seat. Again, he slaps your ass; this time, stronger than ever. In fact, it made you leave a low gasp. "Lucas, what's wrong with you?! Y/N, try getting here with your butt not facing him", he suggests. "Do you want me to touch his crotch?", Lucas says, laughing. "Yukhei!!", Xiaojun yells at him, tired.

After some hours, the plane lands on the airport's ranway. All of you leave the airplane and wait for your luggages. The view from the airport windows is amazing: beautiful, green mountains and a bright sky. Finally, you left the airport and wait for the bus that will take the eight of you to the cabin.

The bus arrives and all of you left the airport. Gorgeous valleys with flowers surround the way to the cabin. Finally, the bus stops in front of a medium-size wooden cabin, with a nice view to the mountains. Kun and Xiaojun did a great job booking it.

"It's beautiful...", Winwin says, fascinated. "It is", Hendery follows. Kun and Xiaojun met the cabin's owner to obtain the key. After that, the eight of you enter the house.

A big and comfy living room unveils as you enter the cabin. There's a nice hearth on the side of the room, along with a big kitchen and picturesque couches that are in front of a giant TV screen. At the other side, there's a glass sliding door that leads to the garden, where a pool is located.

But, apparently (and honestly, by common sense), it's impossible to build a cabin big enough to house eight people in different bedrooms. So, the owner's solution was to put on some "premium sleeping bags" on the floor, near the fireplace. They have a temperature-regulating technology; but that's useless, as you would be near a source of heat. The bags are organised in rows and have a medium size.

"Wow... Such a pretty cabin!", Winwin says. "It's so big!", you say. "Like my dick!", Lucas replies to your comment. Nobody laughed. "Well, I think we can leave our luggages here and go hiking, don't you guys think?", Kun suggests. "Sounds like a great idea, we shouldn't waste our time", Xiaojun replies. "I rested well at the plane so I'm all ready", Yangyang says, excited.

You leave your luggage near one of the sleeping bags and wait for the rest of the group at the main entrance. When all of them finish organising their things, you start walking to a hiking trail near the cabin. The eight of you follow a rocky path, surrounded by tall and bushy trees. Some of the members are taking some pictures, while others just enjoy the peace and nature of the place.

Some long minutes later, you reach a viewpoint that's at the middle of the hiking trail. There, there are no trees blocking your view anymore. A beautiful scene of green valleys, vast mountains, pretty flowers and cute animals unveils. "It's beautiful...", Ten says. "I can't believe my eyes", Hendery follows. "I could be here all day long...", you say, fascinated.

You take time to rest while taking some pictures of the landscape. After that, all of you start walking through the trail again. The path doesn't have any trees at this point; on your left, there's a wood fence preventing people from falling over the cliff. On your right, the rocky wall of the mountain. The path is very wide so there's no chance of suffering of vertigo at all.

While walking, you noticed that your shoelaces untied. Taking advantage of a big rock at the side of the trail, you decide to put your foot there to tie them. "You guys keep walking, I'm gonna tie my shoelaces", you say, while walking to the rock. "Okay!", some of the members reply.

Putting your foot over the rock, you start tying your shoelaces. Suddenly, you feel something pressing towards your bottom. It's kind of obvious who could it be. How can Lucas be horny over you all day? But, at the end, he always gives you more and more opportunities to have him falling head over heel for you. Mischievously, you move your ass up and down on his crotch, with subtleness, while still tying your shoes.

It's surprising how his cock got hard in a matter of seconds. You can even feel the shape of his clothed tip pressing your butt. But that's enough. With your shoelaces tied up back again, you coldly walk away from the spot, not giving any look to him. You can hear a low sigh leaving his mouth, thirsty over getting more of you.

All of you keep walking down the trail. The path goes around the mountain, so, some minutes later, you're right back where the trail starts. The eight of you walk back to the cabin. The sun sets, making a beautiful landscape as it hides itself behind a mount. Soon, the night falls, and it's time to have a nice dinner.

Someone rings the door. It's the delivery guy! Hendery ordered some food for all of the group. Pizza, chicken wings and some salads are soon put over the table, along with some sodas and juices. All of you quickly set up the table and take a seat.

"Hm... this is delicious!", Yangyang says, filling his mouth with food. "It is... I would eat dozens of these!", Kun says, grabbing a slice of pizza. "After having that gross airplane food, this feels like heaven", you say.

"Talking about the flight, did you guys enjoy it? There was a little turbulence", Winwin says. "Oh, yes, I noticed it. Although, I got more annoyed by that baby crying", Kun says. "What annoyed me the most was Lucas. Fuck! He didn't stop smacking y/n butt whenever he stood up to go the bathroom!", Xiaojun says, complaining.

Lucas bursts in laughter. "Haha, it's just that it is so round! I can't hold it!", he says. "We were in a public space, you shouldn't joke like that!", Xiaojun replies. "Take it easy, man! I'm pretty sure y/n enjoyed it", Yukhei says. "Well, I would've enjoyed it being more rougher, haha", you say, trying to take the wind out of Lucas' sail. Some of the guys laugh.

"y/n, isn't Lucas' strong enough?" Hendery asks, laughing. "Hm... I don't think it's enough for me", you say, smirking. "Yeah? You think that? I can be rough, you know", Lucas asks, with a bold smile. "I know you, Yukhei. You're the kind of guy that talks a lot, but does nothing!", you tell him, smiling. "Ooh, y/n! You're gonna make him sad!", Yangyang says, laughing. Some of the members also quietly laugh. Lucas leaves a shy smirk and continues eating. "Yukhei has a lot of girls falling for him, I don't think he cares about what y/n says, anyways", Winwin says.

"He's joking a lot with y/n that I might actually think he's into him!", Yangyang says. While some of the guys laugh, Ten only leaves a quiet smirk. He has been awkward during all the conversation. All the members kind of suspect Lucas is into you, to greater or lesser extent. But Ten appears to know more than that.

Then, you remember. When you went hiking and tied your shoelaces midway, five of the guys kept walking down the path. And, if Lucas got behind you and pressed his bulge towards your bottom, that means... Ten was walking behind both of you. And saw it all. Even when you moved your ass up and down on it.

Well, who cares anyways? It doesn't change anything. Lucas looks frustrated that you're being bratty with him. But you already know him. That's only increasing his desire for you.

All of you finish dinning. It's time to go to sleep; tomorrow you'll be hiking to the lake, so you need to take good rest. You go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and change your clothes; then, you go directly to your sleeping bag. Kun turns off the lights and is the last to head out to sleep. You're in the middle of the sleeping bag row. At your side, there's Ten and Yangyang. Lucas went to sleep on the bag that's farther from you. After all that happened during the diner, he clearly doesn't want to be seem as he's desperate for you.

The room is kind of warm because of the fireplace, so you decided to not cover up with the integrated blanket. You use the bag as if it were a plain mattress. All the guys are already sleeping, but you started to scroll your Instagram for some minutes.

Then, you set an alarm and put your phone at your side, finally heading to sleep. That's what you thought, until you feel someone hugging you from behind.

Although some quiet snores resonate on the room, you could clearly heard what that person was whispering to you. "So... you say that I'm not enough for you...?". It's clearly Lucas. "I talk but do nothing, babe?", he continues, caressing your thigh, right below your shorts. "Well, you can prove me what you can do...", you tell him. Then, Lucas grabs your hand and puts it on his bulge. You can feel how his bulge is already so hard. And it's such a big cock, fuck. Exactly how you wanted, Lucas is desperate for you. Now, he doesn't want to do anything but doing what he desired during all the trip. Fuck you.

"That's what I'm planning to do", Lucas says. He grabs you by your waist and pulls you towards him, so his bulge presses on your ass. His tall and hunk figure traps your short and curvy body. He slides one of his hands down your shorts and underwear, searching for your tight bussy.

"Babe... you're wearing a thong...?", he says. You really are. You packed a cute pink thong, expecting that this would happen. "Don't you like it?", you reply, smirking. "Fucking slut... You were behaving like such a brat but you actually wanted to be fucked, don't you...?", he whispers to you. Some of the guys are quietly snoring of deeply sleeping, so none of them can hear what you both are talking.

"I guess I'll have to punish you... that's what you want right?", he says, inserting a finger down your bussy and starting to fingerfuck it quickly. You didn't expect he would be going fast that early; but, at the end, you know that he's discharging all his frustration on you, as you were so sassy and brat with him during all the trip. "Ah~ Lucas~ Fuck~ Ah~", you moan whispering. It's so hard to not be able to moan out loud because of the other guys on the room.

"You like it, don't you, whore?", he says, still rough fingering your hole with his long finger. You feel how your bussy quickly stretches for his long finger. After some minutes abusing your hole he inserts another finger. You feel how his both finger rearrange your insides, thrusting back and forth in your rim. "Y-Yes, ah~", you moan.

Minutes later, your bussy is already stretched enough, spasming as it got open wide because of how rough Lucas fingerfucked it. Trying to keep it quiet, he slowly slides down, positioning himself right in front of your ass. He takes off your pants and your thong. Soon, he starts licking your gaping hole. You feel how his hot, trembling tongue swirls your rim and tastes your insides, entering deep inside of you. It just feels so good. His tongue tickles and satisfies your bussy so good.

He keeps eating your ass during some minutes. While he does that, he massages your big butt cheeks, twisting them as he shoves his face in between your buttocks, to eat your hole as much as he can. "Oh, fuck yeah~", you whisper.

Lucas spits on your gaping hole. His saliva enters all the way down your inner walls, lubing them. He spreads it with his mouth, making sure that your bussy stays stretched an wet.

He goes back at fingering your hole, while eating it. With his fingers, he does a scissoring motion inside of you, stretching your bussy. Everytime he takes his fingers out of you, he sucks them, tasting your insides.

The way his big muscles immobilize your tiny frame and his fingers and tongue thrust in and out on your hole already gives you an gigantic amount of pleasure, making you wanna moan out loud like a bitch. It just feels so good, having your hot friend making you feel so good. Even hotter is the fact he's punishing you because you've been so bratty with him. You're so glad of that.

He's being so merciless with your hole. He fingerfucks your gaping bussy so quick. It just feels so fucking good. Some slow gasps comes out from your mouth as you're so aroused right now. Lucas quickly notices it. The fun has just started; it would be a shame if everyone in the room woke up because of your moans and have to stop the action. With his long fingers impregnated with his saliva and your hole scent, he takes them to your face and introduce them on your mouth, silencing you.

You love how his fingers taste, all wet with his delicious saliva. You can also notice the taste of your insides. It's so fucking hot. Yukhei doesn't hesitate on using his other hand to keep fingering your hole while still licking it all. With your bussy gaping that much, he can't resist spitting inside of it repeatedly. "Fill me up~ Yeah~", you whisper.

Some minutes later, Lucas goes back to his original position. Cuddling and trapping you with his muscle figure, he moves your tiny and curvy frame so you're now facing face to face.

Lucas quickly grabs you by your nape and shuts your exhalations with a kiss. His lips, so impregnated with the flavour of your insides, feel so good. He's so rough too; he loves biting your lips. It looks like he wanted to do this since a long time. The lustful kiss makes both of you so horny that you quietly moan inside of his mouth. Your tongue meet his, your salivas dancing between each other mouth.

Lucas pulls out from the kiss. "Now, you will taste what you fucking wanted, babe", he says. "You better choke me with it", you whisper, smirking. Yukhei grabs your head and pushes you down, so your face now is facing right in front of his crotch. Then, you start giving soft kisses on his clothed bulge.

With his hand on your nape, you start licking his bulge up and down. You can clearly feel where his length starts and where his tip is. And yes. It's so fucking huge.

"Fuck, babe...", he says. He takes off his pants and boxers. His huge cock unveils right in front of you. It's thick, long and a little bit darker than his skin tone. Lucas starts hitting your face with his cock, rimming your mouth with his tip. "Open wide", he whispers. "Make me", you reply, shameless.

Lucas' hand slides down to your chin, raising your face a little, so you can now stare directly at his eyes. Then, his fingers go to your mouth, softly grabbing your lips and opening your mouth. Right next, he aligns his cock right on your lips. It didn't take long before he shove his dick on your slutty mouth, making you suck it as he pushes and pulls you by your hair. "Fuck yeah", he says.

You start giving head on Lucas huge cock. He supports by slowly thrusting into your mouth. Hi veiny, thick dick goes in and out on your mouth, leaking his precum over your tongue. It's so delicious. You can taste the flavour of his skin and his tip, along with the spicy of his precum. Your slutty lips retract his foreskin, so his tip touches the back of your throat.

You put one of your hands on his cock, so you can jerk him off while sucking him. As you masturbate him, his precum milks on your tongue. His pace goes faster over time, kind of already fucking your mouth. "No gag reflex? Such a fucking hoe...", he says. And he's right. Having his tasty cock inside of you, why would you mind on gagging? That would wake up the rest of the guys and make you stop the action.

As he fucks your mouth so rough, you drool. Threads of saliva falls on Lucas' balls, then dropping on the sleeping bag. Lucas keeps fuckingg your mouth during some minutes, his tip abusing the end of your throat. Your palate is gonna have some bruises after this. "Fuck yeah~ Such a hoe for me", he says.

Lucas takes off his wet cock out of your mouth and hits your face with it. His huge, delicious dick travels around your face. His tip paints your cheeks and forehead with precum, while the rest of his hot length lays on your face. "Yeah, yeah~ So good~", you moan. After hitting your face with his cock, he goes back to fucking your mouth, thrusting in and out in it. "Suck on my cock, yeah~ Just like that", he whispers.

After some minutes of giving head on Lucas tasty cock, he grabs you by your waist and pulls you back at your previous position, with your butt laying on his cock. "Be prepared", he whispers. "I'm gonna fuck you like nobody ever fucked you".

"You believe you can?", you say, smirking. "Fucking bitch", he says, fingering your hole again with a insanely fast pace. Fuck, it feels so fucking good. He's being so rough. His fingers repeatedly hit your prostate, not letting you even breath correctly.

Now that your bussy is gaping enough, Lucas aligns his big thick cock on your entrance. "It's going all in, like you surely want, my slut", he says. Slowly, he starts introducing his dick inside of you. "Oh my god.. oh my god~", you moan whispering. It's already so huge; and he's only halfway through it.

His tall figure hugs your tiny frame. Your bussy opens wide on his cock, that he's introducing deeper and deeper into you. Your hole stretches to make way for his dick. His veins massage your inner walls, while his tip reaches deep inside of you, passing through your prostate on the way. His balls smack on your big booty as he inserts all of his cock. "Oh yeah~ That's it~", he moans.

Grabbing your curvy bottom with his big hands, he starts thrusting into you, fucking your bussy in a slow pace. You feel how his cock slowly pulls out of your hole, then impaling you with a powerful thrust. He just started fucking you, but you already can't hide your moans anymore. You stop biting your lips, now you just try to moan your pleasure out the quietest you can, hoping that the snores the rest of the guys does covers them.

It feels so fucking good having Lucas fucking you; your bussy is so satisfied by his enormous cock. You feel how a hot pool of arousal builds up on your back, spreading pleasure all oee your body. Both of you start sweating, as both of you are so horny right now. The heat from the fireplace just helps to keep both of you aroused during your steamy sex.

Lucas starts fucking into you faster, but still with a normal pace. His cock goes in and out on your stretched bussy, stimulating your sensitive point; your prostate. Every time he hits that point, you just want to moan out loud from the pleasure. And Lucas fucking know that. He know how he has to thrust to hit that point. Yukhei fucks you with a regular pace, but he makes sure to do precise movements to stimulate you. He just fucks so good, no one ever make you feel like that.

With his big cock rearranging your insides, it's getting obvious that you cannot resist your moans anymore. "...f-fuck~ it feels so good~ ah~", you moan, whispering kinda loud. "Babe~ Don't moan~ Otherwise I would have to stop fucking your bussy, do you want that to happen?", Lucas says, whispering. You keep being fucked so good by he, unable to shut up your moans. "I~ I can't~ You fuck me so good~", you moan low.

"Fuck, you're such a slut you're not even able to shut the fucking up?", he asks, grabbing his dirty briefs, wet with some precum and sweat. He puts them right on your mouth, shutting you up. It smells so good, his masculine odor right on your nose, while his fratboy-like body keeps pounding on you. You're on heaven right now

"Hm~ hm~". Silent moans leave your mouth as Lucas keeps thrusting into you. His large and thick cock enters all deep on your bussy; his tip abusing your prostate as it goes in and out. "You do so good to me babe~ Taking my cock like that~", Yukhei says.

He pulls out and gets his head right behind of your ass again, licking your so fucking gaping bussy. He tastes your insides, impregnated with the flavour of his cock. You feel his tongue playing around your rim, and inserting in on your hole. He's so good at eating your ass; he truly loves it and was so desperate to have it on his face.

After some short minutes, he goes back to fucking you. He aligns his cock with your now more lubed hole and starts thrusting into it, with the same pace as before.

Lucas has a lot of stamina; he keeps fucking you over some long time, not giving any sign of being close to come. Although, you're already a mess. His big cock repeatedly penetrating your hole makes you want to come without even touching yourself. But, everytime he feels you're reaching your climax, he pulls out or sets a slow pace. Sobbing, you murmur inside of Lucas' brief, in order to make him take them out of your face. He does so.

"Y-Yukhei~ Fuck me rough, please. I wanna feel your cum inside of me~", you ask him. "Hm~ You were being such a fucking brat all this time, do you think you deserve my cum?", he whispers. "Well... Do you think you deserve my ass?", you ask, smirking at him.

Such a nice play. "Fucking whore, now you got be mad. Be ready to feel all my fucking milk, slut", he whispers, heavily breathing. Lucas starts pounding on your ass frenetically. His cock is getting in and out your bussy so fucking fast.

"Ah~ Ah~ Yeah! Just like that!", you whisper, moaning. "I told you to shut the fucking up", Lucas says. He pulls out his huge cock out of your hole, and inserts two of his fingers down your bussy. He does some scissoring motion with his fingers inside of you before pressing them upwards, then taking them out of your hole.

Lucas puts his fingers right on your mouth, while he goes back to fuck you rough with his thick and long dick. "This will shut you up for a little, make sure to taste yourself", he whispers. And you do so. You lick Lucas' long fingers, tasting his delicious precum and flavour of his skin and your inner walls. "Hm~".

Lucas keeps drilling your hole. Your bussy is so fucking stretched at this point, his jock body thrusting frenziedly into your tiny and curvy frame. His angry red tip reaches all the way down your hole, abusing your now overstimulated prostate. Your whole body twitches everytime he hits that spot. And he does that repeatedly; you're so messy right now.

The sound of your butt cheeks being hit by his thrusting waist resonate on the cabin. Good thing the guys' snoring cover them, so Lucas has the freedom to fuck you as if there's no tomorrow. His pace goes faster and faster. His fucking large, thick and veiny cock feels so good inside of you. Some tears leak out of your eyes as the big amount of pleasure you feel pools all over your body, making you so happy.

Long minutes later, you feel Lucas pace faltering. He keeps thrusting into you fast, but his movements are getting messier. He takes off his fingers out of your mouth, and puts his hand on your butt, with the other one on your shoulder, in order to take all the control of your small body. You ass jiggles as Yukhei fucks your like that. "Ah~ Yes~", you moan, whispering.

"I-I don't think I can last longer", Lucas tells you, fucking into your buddy rougher and rougher. Some soft moans leave from Yukhei's mouth, arousing your ears. He's reaching his climax; in a matter of seconds, he would come inside of you.

Lucas body starts trembling as the hot pleasure pools on his crotch, ready to fill you up. His pace is so fucking fast and messy right now. You do your best to not moan out loud, but you can't. "AH~ Fill my fucking bussy~!", you moan. "F-Fuck, I'm so close", he says. He gets near your face and grabs you by your chin, pulling you to kiss you in a passionate way. Your moans suddenly shut into sexy screams inside of his mouth.

Lucas can't take it anymore. His body convulses, and his hot cum quickly fills up your insides. You feel how his jizz flows out of his tip, drenching your inner walls, also wetting your prostate and all his length that's still deep inside of you. In fact, his cock twitches inside of you, his veins pumping at the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Yukhei rolls his eyes back as he milks every last drop of his seed inside of you. Your small body convulses as you feel all the thick cum getting inside of you. You're so fucking happy right now, it just feels so good having his milk flowing past your prostate, heating up your body.

It feels so fucking good having his hot seeds inside of you. You were wanting that since a lot of time. And Lucas has been desperate for filling your hole. He has been wishing and flirting with you during months, looking up to finally get the chance of fucking you. Both of you leave some breathy moans, so horny as he reached his climax and you got filled up.

After the electric feeling of his orgasm ends, Lucas hugs you and leaves some passionate kisses on your neck. "Lucky thing, apparently no one woke up, babe", he whispers. "You moaned so fucking loud, such a slut for me~", he continues. "L-Lucas~ You make me so good~", you quietly whimper. "Hm... Don't think he have finished here... Now that I finally get to fuck you, I will fill you up so fucking much", he says. That "warning" turns you on a lot. It already feels so good having his big load inside of you, how would it feel if he keeps coming inside?

Lucas takes off his cock from inside of you. "Bend over and suck it, babe~", he whispers. You move so you're now facing towards him, and bend over to suck his cock. You grab it with one hand and start sucking. It's a explosion of flavours: the taste of his cum, his sweat, his flesh and your insides all combine on your mouth. So fucking delicious. You give head on him on a fast pace, as you just want more and more of his big thick cock.

You swirl your tongue all over his length, sometimes licking his balls. He grabs you by your nape and slowly thrust into your mouth. Combined with your head movements, it makes you take almost all of Lucas' cock in your mouth. It's so fucking tasty.

With Lucas cock all wet again, he takes off his cock again, desperate to insert his cock in your bussy again. "We're gonna change position now, I want to see your cute face while I fuck you~", he says. He grabs your body with his big hands and makes you lay on your back, over the sleeping bag. Then, he gets between your legs, raising them a little so you show him your already abused bussy.

Lucas swirls his tongue on your gaping bussy, tasting his own cum and the flavour of your hole. He looks so happy and desperate doing that. He eats your ass with so much passion; he clearly loves ass. Your ass, to be specific.

You feel how his tongue almost reach your prostate, as he doesn't have any trouble at introducing it deep inside of you as your bussy is so stretched right now. He seems to be licking off his own cum, but in fact; he just mixes it with his saliva inside of his mouth and spits it inside your hole. He's making sure you keep being filled with his fluids.

Lucas insert two of his fingers inside of you. They didn't even struggle to make its way inside of your bussy as it is already gaping enough. He whips the cum and saliva that's inside of you as he fingerfucks your hole. It feels so fucking good, such a pity you can't scream out loud.

After some minutes of Lucas fingerfucking and rimming your already stimulated bussy, he slides himself above your body and aligns his cock on your entrance, being in a missionary-like position. He then introduces his big thick cock again on your hole, starting with an already fast pace. He's so fucking horny and desperate for you. All his frustration for not being able to fuck you before is getting discharged right now. You feel his cock whipping the cum that's already warming your prostate, making you feel so fucking good. A hot pool of pleasure spreads all over your body, making you enter a state of euphoria.

You bite your lips in order to not moan out load; but some quiet whimpers exit your mouth. Lucas, who is quietly growling as he fucks you so rough, shuts your mouth with a passionate kiss, so both of you are now moaning inside each other's throat.

Bad thing is... apparently your euphoric state forgot about taking care of your surroundings. You can hear someone whispering, in a tired voice: "Wh-What's that noise...?". It's Ten voice. Fuck.

The rest of the guys keep snoring, so it's surprising he can hear you fucking. Lucas stays still, with his cock inside of your bussy. He quietly grabs a sheet that's integrated with the sleeping bag to cover both of you.

"I swear I thought someone was moaning, with some femenine voice...", Ten whispers to himself, standing up from his bag. He wips his eyes while walking to the bathroom to refresh himself up. Lucky thing, he's so tired he didn't even noticed both of you.

Lucas does slow movements, fucking you quietly but with precisse thrusts, so his tip does all deep inside of your bussy, brushing your prostate with his pumped veins. So fucking good. He keeps kissing you, trying to shut your quiet moans, softly biting your lips.

Ten comes back from the bathroom. You can't truly see something as you're all covered with the sheets, but you can hear his footsteps, walking towards his bag and going back to sleep. Fuck, it was so close. Ten is so nosy, he would have probably tell everyone about what's going on or even interrupt both of you.

Yukhei goes back at fucking you frenzically, his big cock impalling your tiny figure. He thrusts his hips in and out, his balls clapping against your ass. You can't get enough of him fucking you, fuck. You could fuck with him all day long. He would do that too, honestly. He's just so fucking crazy over your ass.

He bends over to lick your nipples, while introducing one of his fingers on his mouth to keep you silent. You feel how your nipples get stimulated by his mouth. It's so good, he's clearly an expert. Like a sex god. And his fingers taste so good; they're the ones that fingerfucked you long minutes ago, but they still have the flavour of your insides and his cum.

Lucas starts leaving deep breathy moans, his back kind of arching and his thrusts faltering. He's reaching his climax again. After some minutes fucking you with an insane pace, he surprisingly takes off his cock out of your hole and crawls over you, so his cock gets right in front of your face.

"Give me all your cum, please~", you whisper. "Be ready, fucking slut", he replies. He jerks off right in front of your face until he reaches his orgasm. He shots a big thick load of cum over your face. His jizz milks out of his tip at the pace of his heartbeat. Some threads landing on your mouth, others on your cheeks, over your nose, forehead, etc... Soon, most of your face is warm wet with his cum. Fuck, it feels so fucking good.

As you open your eyes, you can't just stay still with Lucas' hard cock in front of you. You grab it with one hand and start sucking it, swallowing the cum that's left on his tip. His cum has a spicy flavour, thick texture and warm, that feels so good inside of your tongue and going down your tongue. You give Yukhei a blowjob, his tip reaching the back of your throat, kindly thrusting inside of your mouth making sure his cum actually gets all swallowed.

Minutes later, he takes off his cock out of your mouth. "I still have a lot of cum left... And you didn't even come once. I'm gonna keep going, I know you want that, right bitch?", he whispers. "Y-Yes, Lucas... Keep filling me with your cum, I love it~" you reply, trembling as you're already overstimulated by his cock. "That's what I wanted to hear".

This time, Lucas lifts you up over him, so he's laying on his back over the sleeping bag and you're laying on him, with your head right in front of your cock and your butt over his face. None of you said a word, but already know what's the job of each one. Yukhei starts rimming you yet again, in order to lube your bussy, although it's still wet from his cum and saliva from the previous rimjob he did. You start sucking his cock, with your face still covered with his thick cum.

It tastes so fucking good. You think you can explode from the pleasure right now, having your ass being eaten and your mouth being fucked by Lucas' big thick cock. Long minutes later, all his length is wet with your saliva and the remains of cum that are left from his recent orgasm. Your bussy keeps being filled with cum and saliva, that Lucas whips with his tongue, as he also makes out with your rim.

Minutes later, Lucas grabs your tiny body by your waist and moves your ass so it gets right over his cock. In this position, you're facing at the opposite direction of Lucas' face, bending over so if someone wakes up doesn't easily see that you're riding him. Yukhei keeps laying on the bag, so you're now in charge of action.

Lucas grabs your tiny waist, making you sit in his cock. Soon, your ass is bouncing on Lucas' crotch as you ride his cock. Your bussy gets so fucking stretched in this position, as his cock enters all deep inside of you. Your inner walls soon get abused by his lenght, your overstimulated prostate already giving you shockwaves of pleasure again.

You ride his cock as if it were your favourite dildo, but in fact is bigger and thicker than that. Fuck. It feels so good, you could be bouncing on it all day long. Some heat starts pooling on your belly. Your orgasm is near. It's already a good time to come; your bussy is filled with cum and your face is drenched with it too, with your prostate still being abused.

Lucas starts trembling again. Fuck, yes, he's reaching his climax again. You can't see him, but he's having his best moment. All he sees is your big ass and part of your back bouncing on his big cock, satisfying him. He enjoys so much fucking you, it's natural that he's gonna come again inside of you.

Yukhei grabs your back and pulls you, so you're now laying over him entirely. He starts kissing your neck, leaving hickeys that will stay there during some time. There's no time to think about covering them right now. All you can think right now is Lucas' cock making you feel so fucking good. Your back touches Lucas' rock hard abs, making you even more aroused.

Your orgasm starts building up. As Yukhei freneticly thrusts into you with his big thick cock, your prostate sends waves of pleasure all over your body. Soon, your already hard cock starts twitching. You reach your climax, shooting thick loads of cum over your own body. Now, not only your face is covered with cum, you chest and tummy too. You're so overstimulated that you didn't even moan out load, you just leave deep broken breaths as you feel your cum flowing out of your dick.

Lucas got so turned out by what just happened, that his back arches while doing a powerful thrust inside of you, coming again inside of your bussy. You feel how another load of cum fills your insides again, meeting the cum from his first orgasm. The feeling you've right now can't be defined; you just feel how you're becoming more and more filled by him. "Fuck, fuck... I love fucking you so much, fucking whore... I swear, I need to keep going~", he says. "Keep going... please... I can't get enough of you, I fucking love your cock so much~", you reply.

"I love seeing you feeling so well by me... I think I also love you...", Lucas says, blushing. "... I think I love you too, Yukhei... you make me feel so well...", you reply, softly smiling.

Lucas and you spent some more time having sex until both of you fell asleep as fucking so much got both of you tired and sweating. Both of you ended laying on your side, with Lucas cock still inside of your bussy, cockwarming it. You obviously didn't think about what's going to happen the next morning. But, honestly, you don't care. Fuck it.

You wake up, with nobody around. There's actually no one in the cabin. The sunrays strike over your body, waking up Yukhei too. As you slowly start processing what's happening right now, you see a note right beside of you.

"Guys... we've nothing wrong with both of you (...) doing those things... but you can keep in private... we can book another room or ask a local for a near motel... please don't disturb us again... - Kun.

I can't believe it... y/n... I thought Lucas was annoying you... now you're doing nasty things with him... =( ... I'm so dissapointed... Lucas... you're so disgusting... - Xiaojun.

I actually saw both of you fucking, do you think you're ghosts? That covering yourselves would make me not see you? Althought, had a great time jerking off while seeing both of you ;) - Ten."

Well, at least now you have more time to fuck with him.

okay i know you're rightfully on some maid eren shit which is VALID and i LOVE it but i have this bully eren idea my friend gave me and on god i am about to BUST i have to share it with SOMEONE. it's part of my shitty nightmare craigslist roommate eren yeager cinematic universe i have in my head

you don't have to respond to this, even keep it to yourself if you like it, but i just! have to get it off my chest. i might post it to my blog but i just feel like you would appreciate it, so i wanted an opinion from the CHRIST of eren yeager headcannons themselves.

so my friend and i were shooting off some headcannons and we came up with this idea and one second i just need a moment to recuperate myself and that's super shitty NIGHTMARE craigstlist roommate eren yeager and when i tell you it has RUINED my life i mean it has RUINED my life.

ALSO I HAVE NEVER SUBMITTED MY SMUT HEADCANNONS TO SOMEONE BEFORE? SO IDK THE ETTIQUITTE SO I AM SO SORRY IF I MADE U UNCOMFY. IF I HAVE PLZ IGNORE ME.

- so like imagine, you're hard up for a roommate and so you hit up craiglist b/c you know the state of the economy is absolute SHIT and you are kind of in a rush. you end up moving into this two bedroom apartment with some dude on craigslist (eren) whose roommate just moved out.

- you don't know it but eren can't keep a roommate to save his LIFE. it's because he's just such an AWFUL roommate. like plays videogames all day. homie has a shit ton of money but literally NOBODY knows where it comes from or where he works. he just disappears and comes back he says it's "work" but never actually says where he works.

- throws his feet up on the coffee table and shit, doesn't wipe off his feet when he comes into the apartment, leaves cups out, just does not pick up after himself. eats the last bit of your food but gets mad when you do the same to him, uses your extra toothbrushes, just overall leaves a mess.

- the worst part? his room is IMMACULATE. he is FULLY capable of keeping clean, he just likes to crack open a can of whatever the fuck he drinks on the couch, throw his feet up on the table, and watch you bend over and pick up stuff in an angry huff with very steely eyes. this man's eyes are on you ALL the time.

- for the most part u put up w/ it because you're just that hard up for a roommate, but the final straw is when he leaves his dishes in the sink for like a week straight

- you storm from the kitchen into the living room in an absolute angry huff, face scrunched up from anger, and start just laying into him about doing the fucking dishes like "it's just not that hard!"

- the entire time you're raving, he just sits back - hands behind his head. "you done?"

- stands up, puts all the dishes up - in a way that you HATE that's not even CORRECT because he has studied the way that you put up the dishes like in the few months he's made living for you hell he has picked up on your small habits.

- now he's sitting down on the couch again and you're still ranting and raving at him. he looks super pissed off now.

- also did i mention the sexual tension between u two is IMMACULATE?

- while you're in the middle of raving, kicks over his soda that's on the table and gets it all over the carpet.

- now you're pissed and just raving and bitching. because who the fuck does that?

- pushes u on ur knees, bends you over, presses his cock into your ass and keeps u there for a second - grabs a rag from the table, stuffs it in ur mouth, and know what this fucker says?

- "clean it up. you might want to get further on your hands and knees -" presses his cock into you, which is obviously very hard against u, "make sure to get nice and deep in there"

- leaves to go to his room leaving u shook as fuck. obviously u clean it up b/c holy fuck

- tension builds up over the next several weeks and u get closer to levi and erwin, ur local next door gays (or roommates, depending on if u ship them or not). levi won't admit it but he loves u a lot and so does erwin.

- eren being really unhappy b/c ur spending so much time with the next door neighbors and not letting him terrorize you

- starts banging on levi's door one day, demanding to know where u r. levi answers the door. obviously he can see you over levi's short ass head but homie is a real one and is like "she's not here"

- "i can see her she's right -"

- levi wacks eren several times with the broom until he goes away.

- so u come in late that same night and homie is seething. this is where the sexual tension BUSTS.

- so u open the fridge bc you're looking for water, right, bent over and he comes in b/c he heard u come in (he's been waiting for u to come back all night).

- very stealthily slips behind you, presses his crotch against ur ass, and gives a nice comfortable shove - wedging u in the fridge

- reaches over u, his chest pressed against u, grabbing the water you wanted.

- sits there with his crotch pressed into u, slowly drinking the water while ur sitting there, squirming, trying to press ur way out of the fridge, but his hips have you pinned there. u don't know why ur turned on but holy HELL you're turned on. ur pressing ur ass into him and everything, trying to grind into him a bit. you claim to do it b/c ur trying to push him off but he knows why you're really doing it. the entire time u r stuck there, water from the shelf above is just dripping on you. it's cold as fuck bro and ur nipples? hard b/c it's cold.

- gets halfway through the water and go "i don't think i want to drink it anymore" dumps the other half of the water on u.

- you are dripping in water, t-shirt clinging to u. homie is marveling at how tight ur shirt is clinging to you, how cold you r when ur shivering.

- pulls you up by the neck from behind and closes the fridge so he can press u against it

- he's whispering in ur ear, asking if u had fun fucking the neighbors b/c "you seem like the kind of slut who would enjoy something like that". it's not like that at all but homie is a jealous guy.

- oh yeah did i mention he's a jealous guy?

- has his fingers in his mouth while he fucks you from behind for the first time, head pressed against your work schedule that's pinned to the fridge, asking you a slew of shit like

- "do you like that?"

- "i bet you like cleaning up after me like a lil maid"

- i mean he is absolutely ROCKING you against that fridge, fingers in your mouth snapping his hips against urs

- "you've just been playing coy w me the entire time, i bet u've been thinking about this for months - i know you have. i can see the way u bend over to put on a show for me when you clean up after my mess like a good lil housewife. good girls just don't wear panties like that and bend over not expecting to get fucked. bet you been waiting for this, dirty whore" ext. ext. ext.

anyways i am so sorry if this made you uncomfortbale?

again, haven't submitted anything like this in my life before?

oop.

thank u for ur time.

I'm mad at myself for asking this but 💘 skug/alt!Serpine

WHEEZES

U CONVERTED

send me 💘 + A SHIP and i’ll tell you—

where they first met and how

KOTW.

Then, after Skug refuses to kill Serpine at the end of SOW, China spitefully makes him responsible for Serpine's behaviour while he's living in Roarhaven. "Parole officer" isn't part of Skug's job description but honestly he doesn't trust anyone else to make sure Serpine doesn't slip the leash, so

how long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involved

I mean, Serpine literally gets his dick out in their very first scene together, and he throws his towel over Val's head so it clearly wasn't for her benefit.

My headcanon is that he did have the hots for his own dimension's Skulduggery before he died. But Serpine has a very warped experience of emotions - he's not insane, and he's not a complete psychopath, but he has very low empathy, an obsessive personality, a considerable sadistic streak and a tendency to be jealous, narcissistic and manipulative. So his crush on Skug was more like an unhealthy fixation - hatred and lust and humiliation and the need to control, all tangled together.

On Skug's side...he has a few lines that read as flirty, in a D/S kind of way. But honestly I don't think this was deliberate. I get the impression he's actually imitating how Serpine spoke to him when he was the prisoner. Serpine's entire arc in SOW can be condensed down to "microdosing on what he put Skug through before killing him". He's surrounded by enemies who want him dead, he loses a body part, he's beaten up, he's humiliated, he's cut off from his magic - and he hates it. I get the vibe that this isn't lost on Skug, and he's repeating things Serpine once mockingly said to him just to rub it in.

who fell for who first ( if applicable )

Serpine.

I have him converting to the Church of the Faceless as a teenager, so he's spent his entire adult life surrounded by other selfish, scheming social climbers who'd sell him to Satan for a corn chip. His relationship history is chock full of psychopaths. He's used to betrayal and being used by his partners - such is life, as a bad guy.

So Skug protecting him during the Leibniz mission makes quite an impact. He even says himself that Skug has every reason to hate him and want to make him suffer - which is an attempt at empathy considerably deeper than anything we've seen from him before - but he's still shocked and devastated when Skug cuts his hand off. He genuinely expected Skug to decide to fight their way out rather than harm him. To me, that says he's come to rely on having Skug in his corner, which is a security net he is decidedly not used to having.

He doesn't necessarily express it very well? His feelings are complicated, and he doesn't understand most of them. A good part of him still hates Skug, just as a good part of Skug will always hate him. But his fixation on Skug shifts a bit - rather than obsessing over him as an enemy, he obsesses over him as an ally. He starts wanting Skug's approval and digging for praise, he gets sulky and jealous if Skug implies he doesn't trust him or goes to someone else for help or information instead, and he starts trying to insert himself into Skug's life.

Basically, he's gotten over that he spent the past 300 years as Skug's enemy, so Skug needs to be over it too. Right now. And it's unreasonable and unfair that he isn't over it.

where their first date was and what it was like

Skug is willing to acknowledge that if they were a couple, which they're not, because they're arch enemies, then maybe, if you really had to look at anything they do as "a date" then...perhaps the first time they went to the opera could in some way be considered their first date. But it wasn't. Because they're not together. He doesn't even like Serpine. Valkyrie just doesn't appreciate "yowling" and he had nobody else to go with because all his friends are dead.

Serpine will agree with this - but only because he knows that announcing that he lowkey considers their three day torture extravaganza to be their first date would go down like a lead balloon.

who asks who out and how ( with a sign? spelled out on a cake? just a simple ‘will you go out with me’? )

They never have a "going steady" discussion. It's just

if they keep / kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away

They're adamant that there's nothing to let anyone know about. They spend a lot of time together, and sometimes Serpine helps with cases, and they angry fuck sometimes, and Skug keeps a few shirts and a toothbrush at Serpine's apartment, but they're not a couple.

who’s more dominant

Skug. Serpine will die mad about it. He complains constantly about how much he gets manhandled during the Leibniz mission, how undignified it is to be cut off from his magic, how everyone tells him to shut up every time he tries to join in a conversation, he hates you all, remember that time he killed people you all cared about?

Unfortunately, Serpine is a massively subby bottom, so dom!Skug makes him deeply horny and even more angry about it. He's the epitome of "Stop looking at my fucking boner when we fight."

where their first kiss was and what it was like

It's New Year's. Serpine is out at a bar with some of his student neighbours because, why not. Skug is at the same bar, questioning the staff about a grizzly murder. The usual. Serpine goes over to say hello and make fun of him for Always Working and tell him he should chill out on occasion because isn't it your fucking birthday and you're still at work??? They're still talking when the countdown finishes and everyone around them starts kissing, which is a completely new concept to Serpine because that tradition wasn't part of the Leibniz dimension's New Year's festivities, so he just sort of panics because everyone else is doing it, grabs Skug by the front of his coat and goes for it.

Skug freezes, because who would know how to react when the man who killed you once tries to go to town on your fake face, and then gets his shit together and promptly arrests Serpine for assaulting a Sanctuary official, because he's petty and he can and Nef needs to learn some fucking boundaries.

They end up lowkey working on the case together through the bars of the temporary holding cell, and although neither of them would admit it, they actually have a good time. At the end of the night Skug relents, lets him out for "good behaviour" and gives him a lift home.

how into pda they are

Serpine is hugely into PDA. He likes a possessive, jealous partner, he's got a bit of an exhibitionistic streak, and ultimately he wants to be wanted enough to be fought over.

Unfortunately for him, Skug is not a PDA fan in the slightest. Serpine finds this bitterly disappointing.

where their usual ‘date spot’ is ( if applicable )

A Roarhaven restaurant with a live jazz band. Serpine likes the food, Skug likes the music, and it's public - so neither of them feels wrongfooted and vulnerable in the other one's territory. Although, as Serpine likes to point out, it would be a bit difficult to torture and dismember a man in his student accommodation apartment. If he can hear Maddie-across-the-hall having muffled sex with her latest beau from the far side of his flat , he's pretty sure the entire building would hear Skug fighting his way out of whatever diabolical trap he seems to think has been set for him every time he comes over.

who’s more protective

Skug is more obviously protective - he protects Serpine almost the entire time in Leibniz, rows with China in defence of his freedom, and (however reluctantly) steps up to help him settle in Roarhaven. But Serpine is territorial, and he can be surprisingly proactive about it. If Skug comes home injured, he can always tell - no matter how much he tries to hide it - because he's seen Skug at his very worst, he knows what 'trying to mask pain' looks like in the set of that jaw and the grit in that voice. He doesn't like anyone else playing with his toys, so sometimes he'll get very angry and lash out at whoever damaged Skug in the first place.

(He also tends to hover at the clinic like a particularly irritating bad smell. He insists it's because he just finds Skug's pain amusing. He's not concerned. Not in the slightest. He doesn't care at all. No, he will not go home.)

how long it is before they sleep together ( can be as in ‘had sex’ or as in ‘shared a bed’ )

They first hook up a few months after returning from Leibniz, but it's a half-dressed up-against-a-wall sort of thing and neither of them sticks around for pillow talk. They don't actually share a bed - as in, fall asleep together - until at least a year later. Technically, the first time they fall asleep together, they're on a stakeout and Serpine dozes off on Skug's shoulder, then wakes up with a cricked neck.

if they argue about anything

Literally everything, 90% of their interactions are arguing. Bickering and snark is the only way they know how to communicate.

who leaves more marks ( lipstick, hickeys, scratchmarks etc. )

Serpine loves leaving marks and doesn't mind getting them, either. He's territorial and has an exhibitionist streak, so he likes everyone knowing who he belongs to, and he's deeply thirsty over the idea of everyone knowing Skug belongs to him.

Unfortunately, Skug is not easy to leave marks on. Any hickies he gives the facade will disappear as soon as Skug turns it off. Some of his scars still show, though - the ones that scored his bones - so at least there's that.

who steals whose clothes and how often

They're not too different in size, so they could probably both get away with it, but everything Skug owns was tailored for him and Nef is narrower in the shoulders, so Skug's shirts don't look quite right on him. That doesn't stop him borrowing a couple to wear around the house, though. He has no stored wealth in this dimension, so he's wearing off the rack until he can get his feet under him again, and Skug's shirts are all obnoxiously fine fabric. It would be silly not to steal a few.

how they cuddle ( spooning? facing each other? )

They're not that cuddly. They do have occasional moments of softness, but it's more likely to be, like. A shoulder bump. Fixing each other's shirt collar. Tending an injury with a minimum of mockery. They do a fair bit of this when no one's watching, though.

what their favourite nonsexual activity is

Bickering.

They also both like working cases. The Sanctuary won't officially hire Serpine because he is who he is, but when Skug hits a dead end in a case or has something that's really frustrating him, they'll go over it together. 400 years of enmity aside, their minds work in similar ways, and they're both very good at that sort of thing - if they hadn't met on opposite sides of the battlefield, they probably would have gotten along very well.

how long they stay mad at each other

They've never actually not been mad at each other. They're just all each other has left because all their friends are dead.

what their usual coffee / tea orders are

Initially, both black - maximum stimulants for Skug, maximum edginess for Serpine. But then he discovers Starbucks, and all the fancy things mortals are doing with coffee these days, and starts branching out into what Skug calls "frilly froufrou nonsense". After that his drinks are like 95% sugar and syrup.

if they ever split up and / or get back together

They never officially split up. This is mostly because neither of them will admit being together in the first place. They absolutely go through phases of being far more enemies than fuckbuddies, and they know how to push each other's buttons and hurt each other like no one else. This ship is comedic and incredibly toxic in turns.

what their shared living space is like ( messy? clean? what kind of decor? )

They don't live together. Serpine has no idea where Skug lives, and Skug wants to keep it that way. Serpine's flat is technically student accommodation - he just needed somewhere the landlord was too young to remember him from the war - so when Skug crashes there it's usually cramped and noisy and there's a revolving door of neighbours knocking on to ask to borrow some milk/loo roll/"hey, you're old, help me with my history thesis?"/"Are you coming out tonight?"

All Serpine's neighbours think he's a sex worker - to them, he seems to have a different well-dressed sugar daddy staying over every week. They keep trying to set him up an OnlyFans. Skug finds all this very amusing.

what their first christmas / hanukkah / etc as a couple was like

Christmas was banned in Leibniz (as a religious holiday of a banned religion) so Nef hasn't celebrated since he converted in his teens, but he gets into it, because it's an excuse for a party and nobody is policing him. Skug is his usual grinchy grouchy self. Nef also celebrates several holidays that Skug isn't familiar with that were commonplace in Leibniz, but are only observed by strict Faceless worshippers in Roarhaven.

what their names are in each other’s phones

Skug is an old man about his contacts, so Nef is just "Nefarian Serpine".

Serpine, on the other hand, has recently discovered emojis, so Skug is "💀🍆".

who falls asleep first and who wakes up first

Who falls asleep first varies; Serpine is a night owl and likes to go to bed in the early hours of the morning, but Skug has some really fucked up working hours, so a lot of the time he's awake long after even the night owls have gone to bed. But it's always Skug who wakes up first - Serpine is Absolutely Not a morning person. He fits right in with the students in his building who have to be coaxed from under the quilt by the smell of frying bacon.

Skug, because he enjoys the odd opportunity to be an asshole, will sometimes wake him with a cup of coffee, and sometimes by holding a flame up to the fire alarm. Variety is the spice of life, Nefarian, didn't anyone ever tell you that?

who’s the big spoon / little spoon

Cuddling is fairly new to Serpine. He's always enjoyed sex, but he has a solid tendency to jump into bed with the enemy - as shown by his laundry list of Resistance conquests - so he's never really gone for relationships where cuddling is a thing. He's more into the "forbidden passion" sort of dynamic.

Skug is a cuddler, but not so much in this particular relationship, for obvious and understandable reasons. Serpine does figure out though that he can burrow under Skug's arm while he's half-asleep or in a postcoital fugue state and Skug will just sort of let him, so he's probably the little spoon.

who hogs the bathroom

Both of them.

Serpine lives in a tiny one bed flat in a student building. His bathroom is miniscule. And when Skug stays over, they're both crammed in there first thing, Serpine trying to shave and do his hair and Skug elbowing him out of the way to cycle through facades until he finds one that's handsome enough to leave the house in. They bicker horrendously the entire time. It's a logistical nightmare.

who kills the spiders / takes them outside

Nef kills them. Not because he knows Skug's not a fan, but because he's not allowed to torment humans anymore, so. Last time he checked, killing spiders wasn't an arrestable offence, Skulduggery, stop looking at him like that.

Survey #410

“oh baby, baby, does she take a piece of lime for the drink that i’ma buy her, do you know just what she likes?

Do you put candy canes on your Christmas tree? Ye. Have you ever written/drawn/painted random stuff on your bedroom wall? No. What do you currently hear? A slowed w/ reverb version of "If U Seek Amy" by Britney Spears. Yes, I have a serious thing for these edits of childhood songs, ha ha. Actually, no shame, I still love Britney lmao. What's your favorite flavor of Doritos? Cool Ranch. Do you like bagels? Yep. Do you ever worry about what the world will be like when you have kids? I ain't having any of those, so I don't have to worry about that. Have you ever seen a hippo in person? At a zoo, yes. Are you any good at HTML? Noooo. When was the last time you did something you knew was wrong? Recently, because I'm awful about downloading things illegally. What was the last thing you downloaded on your computer? A picture. Do you ever cry just to get your way? Hi, I'm 25. I at least have SOME adult traits. Have you ever been to any professional sports games? Yes. What's the most boring sport to watch? The only sport I enjoy watching is dance, so. I think golf has to take the cake for the absolute worst, though. Do you like lip rings on the opposite sex? UGH I just love lip rings on anybody. Do you have good or bad vision? Literally awful. Have you ever parked in a handicapped spot when you weren't supposed to? Hell no. That is so fucking inconsiderate and lazy. Have you ever been to a different country? No. When was the last time you finger-painted? Nooo idea. Probably not since I was a little kid. Do you say car-mel or car-A-mel? "Care-uh-mel." When you get out of the shower, do you use one or two towels? One. Are you uncomfortable with changing clothes in front of others? Absolutely yes. Hell, I don't think I ever really changed in front of Jason back in the day, so that says something about how self-conscious I was with a FIT body. Never mind this catastrophe I own now. Which is worse: Runny nose or stuffy nose? Both suck, but stuffy drives me absolutely INSANE. Who's been the most influential person in your life? My mom. Do you have any tan lines? Ha, yeah, no. How many different schools have you gone to? Six. Do you know how to slow dance? I mean, yes? It's not complicated. Have you ever taken The Impossible Quiz? (If not, you should Google it. :D) No, and I'll never waste my time doing that shit. I've watched people play and beat it, but it seems like such frustrating, pointless madness with zero rhyme or reason behind it. Has someone that you liked told you that you are a waste of their time? No. Who is the last person you were in a car with? Mom. In the next 6 months, what are you looking forward to most? Ummmm Christmas, maybe? That's always exciting. Is there anyone who hates you? Probably. Who were you with the last time you went out for food? Mom. If your boyfriend or girlfriend smoked pot, would you care? Eh... I guess if it was for medicinal purposes, I would be okay with it. I'm not keen on dating a smoker of anything. Do you want to start over with anyone? Just Jason, at least sometimes. It'd be really, really nice if we could be friends again and just forget about who we were all those years ago, but I genuinely doubt my ability to be "just friends" with him. Even though I haven't spoken to this dude in over FOUR YEARS, and I'm sure he's changed a lot, just like I have. We might not even be compatible anymore. As much as I may want it, I think it's probably for the better we remain unassociated. Do you eat the crust of your sandwiches? It's what I eat first. Are you completely over your last relationship? Not "completely," no. I still love her, but I'm in a headspace of accepting that now is not the right time with unfit conditions. What hoodie did you wear last? My Pikachu one, which is the one I pretty much always wear. Do you listen to Incubus? Probably surprisingly, no. I don't know if I've even heard a song. Do you wear flip-flops during the winter? More like always. Do you like the smell of Axe? If you don't use an obnoxious amount, yeah. What do you think of feminists? Absolutely necessary as pilots for change. HOWEVER, I do believe some can take the concept waaaay too far. Who was the last person to smoke a cigarette in your presence? Dad, probably. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? Oh my god, GUYS. It was my niece's birthday last month, and she did the CUTEST shit. She used to be very, very opposed to getting even slightly dirty (I mean like a speck of dirt on her would make her cry), and this kid decided to just C H O M P into her cupcake and get the frosting ALL over her face. She had two and got so messy, and that angel was just laughing hysterically about it. That girl is such a damn gift. Safe to say she was bouncing off the walls that night. Did you hug one of your parents today? No. Do you tan in the nude? I don't tan, period. Have you ever put a lot of thought and effort into a gift for somebody, only for them to act like it didn’t really matter to them? Oh god, no. That would really, really hurt, because I genuinely do try to be very thoughtful with my gifts. Do you follow the ‘five second rule’ when you drop food on the ground? NOOOOOOO. It's just a bullshit myth. I am NOT eating food that's been on the floor for a millisecond. If you had to describe yourself using a colour, which colour would you be? Maybe like... navy blue? Kinda dark and somber, but also has a calmness to it. Have you ever had to use another person’s toothbrush before? What were the circumstances? I WOULD FUCKING NEVER. Omg that is so gross. Have you ever crashed a car? No. Do you have a garden? Does it have flowers, vegetables, or both? No. Where do you want to raise your kids? I don't want kids, but if I did, absolutely surrounded by nature and animals. Have you ever been to Cracker Barrel? Yeah, I love it there. Damn, now I want some, lol. Have you ever seen a ghost? I sure as fuck saw something. As soon as you find out you are pregnant, who will you first tell? Who says I'm ever going to BE pregnant? 'Cuz it sure isn't in my plans. But hypothetically, the dad. Have you ever won a game of Minesweeper? Like ever? I've never played it. Who is your best guy friend(s)? Girt. I really should chat with him soon, it's been too long. If you had a tiny scar on your face, would you get it removed or just keep it? I'd keep it. Make me look more badass. ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ What is your hair naturally like? Brown and kinda-sorta wavy. Have you ever stared at a stranger and they said something to you about it? No; I don't stare at people. Is your father very protective of you? I wouldn't say "very protective," no. What would you do if your hero died? ffffffUCK THIS QUESTION HOW ABOUT NO HE'S NOT ALLOWED THAT'S VERY ILLEGAL Where was your first date at with your current lover? I don't have one currently. Are you friendly in the morning, or are you barely awake? Depends on how much sleep I got, but I'm generally in my best mood in the morning. Did your parents force you to go to church? Mom did. What made you pick up the last book you started reading? It was the next book in the series I'm reading, Wings of Fire. When was the last time you went somewhere for the first time? Hm. I dunno. Hypothetically and generally speaking, how would you go about breaking up with someone? Is there anything you would make sure to say, or perhaps not say? I mean it would really depend on WHY I was breaking up with them, but I guess in most situations I'd try to meet them face-to-face and explain why I wanted to cut things off. I think it'd be important for them to hear my tone of voice, and I think physically meeting somewhere would show that I care enough for them to cut time out of my day to see them and try to hurt them as least as possible, given the situation. What do you find particularly offensive? Would you say you’re easy or difficult to offend? DO NOT in even a minor way ridicule mental illness or belittle victims as "weak" or pull the "it's just in their head" bullshit. The misuse of the term "retard(ed)" also genuinely offends me. I wouldn't say I'm easy to offend, either. What was the last chore you completed? Changing my cat's litter. When was the last time someone saw you naked? It's been a loooong time, and it would've only been my mom when I was like, going into a shower or something. If you could bring someone back from the dead and spend an hour with them, who would it be and what would you do/say? Probably Steve Irwin. I'd go on and on about how his family has carried his legacy so brilliantly, and show him aaaaaall the public pictures of Bindi and Grace, especially. God, that man would be so proud of them all. What is the greatest lost you’ve endured? My first "real" boyfriend. How would you describe your current mood? A mix of tired and anxious. I don't feel like going to bed yet, and the storm we've got passing through has me nervous about tornadoes 'n shit. Do you ever drink or get high alone? I've had some light drinks alone. What is the “worst” drug you’ve done? Are there any you will never try, or any you want to try? I've never done any illicit drugs, and I don't want to. What is the most personal thing you’re willing to reveal? Probably that I've had a pilonidal cyst. It's awkward to explain, but I'll share it anyway if there's a good reason to/I'm asked or something. What made you stop talking to the last person you cut out of your life? Her just being the most toxic, drama-filled person with the biggest victim complex of any human I've ever met. Who was the last person to yell at you? Did you yell back? Mom, and my voice was raised. Where do you like to be kissed? This depends on how serious we are. Can go from just the cheek to a lot of places. Which season is your least favorite and why? Summer, because it's too goddamn hot and humid. Who, if anyone, do you compare yourself to most? Probably my little sister. She's on such a successful path, and then there's like... me lmao. Do you have a night-light in your bedroom? If so, what does it look like? No. What is your favorite breakfast food? How often do you get to eat it? Cinnamon rollssssss. I have 'em very rarely, though. I'll eat too many of them, which I definitely don't need. What is your favorite thing about autumn? What about your least favorite thing? AHHHHHH EVERYTHING. I love Halloween and the decorations that come with it, the changing leaves, the crisp air... just all of it. :') Who was the last person you asked for help? Mom, I'm sure.

Notice Me!~Kim Junmyeon/Suho x Black! R&B Star! Fem! Reader {2}

Previous Parts: 1  2 3

Pairing: Suho x reader

Summary: With your support sent out to EXO as a fan and a potential collaborator, you awaken to a massive wave of support from your fans, along with fellow EXOls. However, a vocal majority of them aren’t too keen about you working with their bias band. All of this anxiety comes to a head as your supports push you towards the idea of a collaboration, including Suho himself.  

Warnings: Toxic fans, racist comments and negative thoughts. 

Writer’s Note: Here’s chapter 2, I hope you guys enjoy and let me know if you want any more EXO fics/series, requests are open! I also want to add that this is purely fictional, I don’t know Halsey (Ashley) personally, so if she acts a little odd I’m sorry. And another thing about this fic and others I write, the Kpop idols speak English, since I don’t want to butcher any translations or Korean words, since I do not speak the language. Maybe in the future, but not now! Thanks!  

Word Count: 1, 583

I could hardly sleep at the sound of my phone buzzing like a madman. Of course the sun peaking through my blinds didn’t help, along with Ashley’s bed hogging ass. Next time I’m taking the couch instead of sharing my bed, jeez. 

I shift over on my back to reach for my phone, it comes to life at my slight touch and overwhelms me with so many notifications I almost tumble from the bed. 

“Mmh,” Ashley groans, “quit moving.” 

She kicks my foot softly, but I don’t react at all, most of my attention is on my phone. 

My Twitter bell icon stays red with a swarm of notifications, messages, likes and retweets. I’m trending, right underneath with EXO and of course BTS. 

“Uh, Ash, look! Look!”

I nudge her a few times before she rolls over with hair stuck to her cheek and a scowl. 

“Y/N, I-I need at least one more hou—”

“Look!” I scold.

We both stay captivated by the tiny screen as Ashley’s finger scrolls down some of the comments. 

They read:

Um, SM we need a Empress Dee Dee/ EXO collab, stat!

Aw, Junmyeon was soo cute, I lowkey ship it!

Finally a Kpop band reaching out for a black artist, I wish someone would follow through too *cough, cough BTS

“Holy shit,” Ashley says, “they really love this idea, did your publicist call you about it yet? Y/N?”

Her voice is drowned out as more of the comments turn sour. 

A lot of them read:

Western Artist X Kpop Artist= trash

Black people should stay with their own music, it wouldn’t mix with EXO’s sound

Gross, please don’t tell me Junmyeon has a thing for that black girl, why not a Korean woman?

They continue to flood my feed, most of them turning more daunting than the rest. 

“Ok, enough Twitter for one morning,” Ashley says as she takes the phone. 

“You’re right,” I say, “I need some more sleep.”

Ashley frowns as I lay back against my pillow and yank the covers up and over my face. 

“Y/N, come on,” Ashley groans, “you seriously gonna let these assholes get under your skin?”

I nod against the sheets. 

“Half of them are right Ash,” I say, “why would any of EXO collab with me? There are many other Kpop artists who are better anyway.”

“Um, but none of them are Empress Dee Dee, are they?” Ashley asks.

I shrug. 

“They aren’t black though, Ash,” I note. 

Ashley gives me an incredulous look. 

“That’s got nothing to do with it,” Ashley growls. 

Her words strike an unexpected nerve within me as I push the covers away and sit back up.

“Nothing?! “ I snap, “Ash, it’s everything to do with it! Racism still exists, even more prevalent now, especially with colorism still at an all time high!”  

Ashley frowns. 

“But I-”

I put a hand on Ashley’s own, the stark contrast of my brown skin and her pale one. 

“I know, I know who are Ashley, but it’s different for women like me, and darker skinned black women,” I say, “I just need you to understand that, please.”

Ashley nods. 

“I do,” she says, “but I need you to understand that it shouldn’t stop you! Don’t listen to what those assholes are saying!”

“Ash—”

“You love music, don’t you?” she asks. 

Her question throws me off, yet I nod anyway. 

“Of course I do,” I say. 

“Then focus on making music, talk to your publicist and agent about that EXO collab!” she declares.

I watch Ashley in half awe, half amusement as she tosses the sheets onto the floor like the drama queen she’s being. Maybe she should shoot for the Academy Awards rather than Grammys next year. 

“You know you gotta pick that up right,” I deadpan while gesturing to the splayed mess of covers below us on the floor. 

Ashley turns her nose up, but softens as she comes around to my side of the bed, sitting next to me and taking my hand.

“Don’t worry about the fucking bed spread and listen to me,” she says. 

I stare at her eyes, there’s this hint of desperation in them, as if I was the one who insulted her. Maybe I was a bit too much in my feelings. She cares about my wellbeing so much that I forget this affects her as well. 

“Promise me that you’ll stay all right through all of this,” she says, gripping my hand skin tight. 

I think of another comeback but save it for later.

“I promise Ash,” I vow, “now can you pick up the damn covers?”

Ashley frowns but rises to gather up the covers anyway.

“There. I’m doing it, now could you please call your publicist?”

A heavy sigh escapes my lips as I reach for my phone on the nightstand. More notifications flood, a few missed calls from Daphne, my publicist and Todd, my agent. Great, now I have to deal with them. 

“I’m calling them back now, Ash,” I announce.

“Awesome,” she calls from the bathroom. 

I decide to go with Todd first, since he left the most missed calls. My heart beats heart against the insistent ring of the phone, it drawing out a bit longer than it usually should. 

“Hello, Y/N!” Todd calls. 

I gulp before speaking.

“Hi Todd, look I-I know I should have contacted Daph first about posting that tweet.”

Todd chuckles through the phone. 

“Y/N, that was a genius move! It seemed really genuine!” he exclaims.

I frown.

“Uh, I was completely genuine Todd, my heart was one hundred percent into it,” I say. 

“Oh, well that makes it even better, because I’ve already got in contact with the producers on the Ellen Show, and since EXO will be there promoting Obsession, we can finally have you both in talks for a collaboration!”

My stomach nearly drops. It’s exciting news, right? Getting to meet my bias band in front of me instead of a tiny computer screen, yet the circumstances got me worried. In front of all those people. Some of them could be any of those people spouting out hateful comments. 

“Er, Y/N,” Todd says, “you heard me, right?”

“I-I u-uh yeah!” I say, “j-just uh, fan girl nerves is all.”

Todd chuckles, but gets back to business as usual.

“No need to worry, it’s all scripted and Ellen has a way of making people calm, especially new guests,” he explains, “but this will really put you on the map! Considering you haven’t made a public appearance since your grammy snub and you’re gonna do it with one of the biggest kpop groups, ever! Don’t let those fangirl nerves get to you too much!”

I manage to cough up a tiny giggle. 

“Of course Todd, thank you.”

“Already have a flight set up for you in the morning, I told you that you’d skyrocket soon, didn’t I?” he asks. 

I roll my eyes but agree anyway.

“I know Todd, bye.”

“Get plenty of sleep, call me when you get there!” he urges before hanging up.

WIth him off the phone I can finally freak out in peace. Well until Ashley returns with her toothbrush a nosy look on her face. 

“Shit, by that face I’m assuming it didn’t go well, did it?” she asks. 

I shake my head and collapse backwards against the sheets. 

“I-It went unexpectedly well,” I admit, “EXO’s gonna be on Ellen for the first time, and I got a spot on there with them.” 

Ashley nearly jumps into the ceiling. 

“Are you fucking serious?!” she exclaims, “it hasn’t even been 24 hours yet!”

I nod against my pillow. 

“Right! God, I-I’m not ready for this,” I groan. 

Ashley shifts closer to wrap an arm around my shoulder.

“You got this sweetie,” she whispers, “I’m gonna take the shower first, that cool with you?”

I nod as she rises. 

“Oh and stay off Twitter,” she says as she goes back to the bathroom. 

Of course I don’t listen as I unlock my phone yet again. My eyes scan through all of the comments: good, bad, ugly and downright unnecessary. My finger stops at a previous V Live EXO recently did, or a clip at least. 

The caption of the video read:

Ya’ll Junmyeon is really out here caring about DeeDee, like a lot! When he gonna pull up 😂😂

I click it and there’s Suho, Baekhyun and Chen with soft looks, unlike the way they looked during their X-EXO concept stage. Beakhyun leans closer to the camera, scanning the comments I assume as Suho frowns. 

“Of course not!” Suho growls, “why would anyone say that?”

“What is it hyung?” Chen asks. 

Suho points at the screen. 

“Someone said that we thought DeeDee was ugly, why would you insult a beautiful woman like that?” he asks in disgust.

My breath gets hitched in my throat at his words. 

Baekhyun frowns this time.

“Aw, why are people making fun of DeeDee?” he groans, “don’t listen to them DeeDee! Stay strong! Keep smiling!!”

Chen nods sharply as Baekhyun continues to yell it obnoxiously.

Suho pushes him until he ceases and looks into the camera intensely. 

“The people who are saying this aren’t our fans, DeeDee,” he explains, “you’re amazing, stay all right, ok? Ok!”

Suho grins as he puts up his finger hearts as his smile widens.

The video ends, yet it doesn’t within my head. EXO actually stood up for me. This has got to be a dream. 

Planes Pt2 - Shawn Mendes

Summary: Unaware of who the handsome boy seated next to you is, the two of you start talking…

A/N: So thankful for all the positive feedback. I didnt know it’d be such a hit but I’m so excited. Hope you like it. 

 Part 1, Part 3

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Fuck my parents would kill me if I bought a guy home. How is he actually going to stay at mine? You thought to yourself as something else dawned on you.

"I u-um live in a sharehouse with a few others." 

"Oh," he realises, looking down awkwardly, "I guess that's a no?" 

"I mean you can if you want to, but you'd have to share a room with me…" An uncomfortable silence settles over. Your eyes glancing around everywhere while trying to avoid the gazes of others that passed by. You shifted from one foot to another, your hand playing with the bracelet on your wrist. 

"If it's too much of a hassle that's okay, I can stay at the airport for the night and wait for my manager." He says, breaking the silence. Shawn knew that this was definitely overstepping his boundaries as a stranger but his manager had booked the hotel for the wrong night and he didn't have any relatives or friends in LA. He had slept in an airport before but today he was alone with no security. You looked around again at the sleeping figures, awkwardly laying on the seats, almost falling. You didn't like the idea of him sleeping in the airport for the night. 

"I think it'd be uncomfortable if you stayed here," you started as you turned back around to face him. He gives you a smile that just seems so sweet with a small amount of shyness as his one dimple crinkles. 

"Thanks Y/N, I owe you one," And he grabs your hand as he says this, intertwining your fingers again as you start walking over to the luggage collection area.

"Yeah, you do." 

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The driver gets out the car, shuts his door and looks at his passengers. His eyes widen in recognition. Shawn, who's standing a little behind you, quickly places a hand to his lips, signalling to stay quiet. The driver understands immediately as he walks over to grab the luggage and says good morning. 

"Good morning," You reply as Shawn opens the back door to the taxi for you to go in first. You quickly thank him and chuck your small backpack in before hopping in. 

"I'll be right back," Shawn shuts the door and walks to the trunk to help the driver with the luggage. You hear him laugh and the driver talking but it's too hard to make out the exact words of the conversation. 

You two took the taxi home, hands still linked the entire way. The taxi driver was an older man who was a local in LA. You learnt of his 2 daughters who were also living in LA, studying in the arts area. The driver continued making small talk with you and Shawn in the back seats to which Shawn did most of the talking. The majority of the time you were staring out at the window. The streets were still busy regardless of the time, filled with people roaming and cars honking. The driver continued pointing out famous landmarks and must-dos to Shawn. _________

Unlocking the door to your room, you pushed it open quickly and then pulled it back to a peek almost immediately. From the quick open and shut, Shawn and you saw the state your room was in. It was a mess from the last minute packing you did a few days ago. It looked like a drunken cyclone had hit near your closet. Clothes were strewed everywhere, the unmade bed was piled with notebooks, textbooks, pens and stuffed toys. Your calculator had dropped on a pile of clothes on the floor with its batteries scattered around. You internally screamed at the mess and at what he was seeing. 

You turned to look at him, not realising he stood directly behind you and accidentally bumped into him. You could feel the heat growing in your cheeks. You were extremely embarrassed by your untidy room and there was nowhere to hide.

"Shawn, do you mind waiting at the door for a sec? I've just got to quickly clean up some things," You whisper, not looking up at his eyes. 

"Oh, yeah sure." He says, running his hands through his hair awkwardly before placing his guitar case down beside him. He steps back from the door frame and pretends to look busy on his phone as you close the door but not completely. You quickly look for the laundry basket hiding somewhere in the room. Pulling the basket out from the corner of your room, you quickly scoop up piles of clothing from the floor and dump them in. You grab as many books as you can hold and mumble a swear as a textbook drops from your hands. Shawn chuckles to himself as he hears a loud thump and your cursing. A few minutes pass and you feel the room is now presentable. 

"You can come in." You huffed, slightly out of breath as you open the door to let him in. "I u-uh don't have a couch or anything and I only have a king single.." you drift off, slightly confused at where you're leading this conversation. Completely amused by your stuttering state he suppresses a laugh as quietly as he can. 

"It's okay, I don't mind taking the floor." He says as he grabs a blanket from the bottom of the bed, "I'm thankful already not to be sleeping amongst the sound of plane engines." He finishes.

"Are you sure? I don't have anything important tomorrow so like I can sleep all of tomorrow if I want," you begin to ramble, feeling guilty about the situation. 

"It's okay, really, I don't mind the floor. I sleep pretty much anywhere and everywhere when I work." Shawn grabs his bags and guitar from the corridor and brings them in your room, placing them in a corner. You shuffle over to your closet quickly searching for something to wear to sleep. Shawn does the same, flipping through his bag. He turns around to check if you're looking but he sees you rummaging through your closet. He doesn't bother saying anything as he quickly slips off his current shirt and chucks on a new one. 

You grab your clothes and excuse yourself to the bathroom, silently stepping out. The adrenaline of sneaking in a boy to your room was exhilarating. Especially since you had a crush growing on him. Your parents were strict on you and this would never have been allowed if they knew. You search for your toothbrush and swiftly finish your bedtime routine before taking a deep breath and brushing your hair quickly. 

When you walk back into your room, Shawn's changed into a pair of shorts and his laid out the blanket on the floor. You were lucky that all the blankets you owned were somewhat thicker than average.

"Cute PJs," he comments, looking at your pink baggy shirt and avocado shorts. 

"Thanks, it was a gift." You reply, shutting the room light and walking over to your bed, pulling the sheets back. 

"So you play guitar?" you ask, staring at the ceiling in the dark.

"Yeah I do." 

"Are you any good?" 

"I'd like to say so." He laughs, turning around to face you. You roll over to your side and look down making eye contact with him. "I'd play something for you now but it might wake your housemates." 

"Ah yeah, that's true," You were slightly guttered that you wouldn't be able to hear him play. Shawn sits up and turns to his other side and starts rummaging through his backpack. "How about I give you this," he pulls out a piece of paper and lanyard. 

"What is it?" you ask, sitting up on the bed and opening the bed lamp. 

"I have a small concert tomorrow evening, you should come." He says, handing it to you. You look at the ticket, Shawn Mendes World Tour. Mendes? That's his last name. You had been wondering what his full name was to stalk him on Facebook or Instagram. 

"I'd love to." You say, heart almost bursting internally. He chuckles and lies back down on the blanket bed. You place the items on the bedside table and shut the light. You were about to ask how many people were going as you reflect on the words World Tour but Shawn lets out a small yawn and breathes out deeply. You decide it's probably better to ask tomorrow. 

"Goodnight Y/N." 

"Night Shawn."

When you wake up in the morning you see that there's no one in the room. The sheets are neatly folded on your chair and notes beside you. You sit up, leaning against your bedframe as you read it. I didn't want to wake you when I left. When you come to the concert just go straight to the entrance. I've told my manager you're coming already. Shawn X. ______________

"OMG, I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE SHAWN!" 

"THIS IS THE MOST EXCITING THING IN MY LIFE!" You hear all these people screaming things here and there, occasionally hearing Shawn's name. Completely confused by the situation, you wonder if you were in the wrong place.

Why's there so many people? Holy crap are they all here for Shawn? You began to think, trying to get to the entrance. There were dozens of rows of people standing and sitting in a line. You felt sort of guilty for just walking straight past them as they gave you dirty looks but Shawn had told you to go directly to the entrance when you arrived. You approached the security guard who was standing out the door. He barely looked at you before telling you to cue in line. 

"Excuse me, u-uh Shawn gave me this." You said, showing him the lanyard. 

He grabbed it from you and flipped it back and forth a few times before looking at you. He grabbed a walkie talkie from his belt and asked for confirmation from the security head and nodded. You see another security person inside the building open the door for you. 

"Miss Y/N?" he asks. You nod and he gestures for you to follow him. He takes you through the empty building, leading you to a stairwell. You're led down a flight of stairs and into a busy corridor where you see people with headsets and mics talking. The security guard leads you past them and stops in front of a door. 

You begin to feel a little excited to see Shawn as he knocks on the door. The guard moves aside and you open the door. Shawn's sitting on a highchair, guitar over his body as his strumming a few chords, humming to himself. 

"Are those people all waiting for you?" You say immediately as you see him. He looks up from his guitar and a smile beams upon his face as he sees you.

"Hi Y/N, how was your day?" He gets up from his seat and places the guitar down on its stand before walking over to you. He's wearing a simple dark blue button-up shirt and denim jeans. 

"Oh, it was good thanks." You reply as he greets you with a hug. He steps back and grabs your hands in his. 

"Can you meet me back here when the concert finishes? Just show security your lanyard and they'll take you." Your completely mesmerised by him at this moment and you can only nod in response. 

"Shawn! 10 minutes to stage!" Someone yells, banging on the door. 

"I gotta go now but come watch me. You'll be amazed by my skills. I promise." He smiles, a small smirk playing on his lips. He squeezes your hands a little before he grabs his guitar and walks out. 

You're completely dumbfounded at what was happening. You look at the ticket he had given you. It was a seat in the first few rows. Feeling the suspense kick in and hearing the screams outside, you walk out of the room to find the stage. The security guard who had directed you inside offers to show you the way back out and to the main arena. He leads you through the back and opens the door to the seats where it's almost pitch black. The noise in the arena was almost deafening as you hear only screams echoing. There are lights that illuminate against the aisles of the seats and you find your row in section B. 

Hearing the screams intensify suddenly as you take your seat, you look around and see a massive projector screen is being reeled down on stage. A short video plays and you see Shawn pop up on the screen. You completely drain out all the sounds and focus only on the images showing. And it ends with a sudden blank. 

"All it'd take is one flight, We'd be in the same time zone." And Shawn reveals himself as the projector goes up. 

Well fuck. You thought. 

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You won a seven nights stay in Paris (Brooke x Vanessa) - Evelyn Bubbles

Howdy y’all it’s me your girl Evelyn, resurfacing of course when another season starts. As always I gotta come up with some ship, so here’s my BrookexVanessa, I have no idea how to call it though. Branjielina? Probably. This is based in canon, I’m gonna use female pronouns and drag names so there’s no confusion. Enjoy! You remember Vanjie being over excited about Brooke Lynn winning the Paris vacation? Well, they went together. And things got complicated.

The problem with winning something it’s always hoping to collect the prize alone, in peace. Especially if that particular prize is really huge. After her best friend had told her he couldn’t come since it was his wedding anniversary, Brooke Lynn Hytes, 32, carefully texted the season eleven groupchat. She wanted to have fun, but also see the monuments, museums, landmarks. Come on, it was Paris after all. Paris. One of her favorite cities. She had been there in the past with her ballet company, but she hadn’t had the time to really see that beautiful place. She was hoping for someone interesting, curious, cheerful, to answer her desperate “Hey, anyone wanna go to Paris?”. Of course Silky was the first one to answer: “Mama’s too booked, sis”. Then a couple of others. A’keria was getting ready for what probably was one of her last pageants. Nina was about to host a new charity event. Plastique probably couldn’t even read. Brooke Lynn was about to turn off the phone and go to Paris all alone, when Vanessa texted her privately.

-Saw the episode? Remember that I was the one who wanted to come with u! -I remember love xx -Then it’s settled. Fully cancelling all my gigs. When is it -After my bday -Like I know when that is, girl -March 10th lol -Cool love that. We’ll get those French cookies sis -I’ll send you the details right now then :) -Can’t wait!!

And then, a profusion of kisses emojis and many many red hearts. Brooke couldn’t believe she had just accepted to go on a 8 days trip in Paris with notoriously batshit crazy Vanessa Vanjie Mateo. She was fun to have around, for sure, and she was also one of her closest friends after the competition, but they’d never travelled together. Although skeptical at first, Brooke smiled. It could’ve been fun.

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This is gonna be a big mess, Brooke thought as soon as Vanessa started running towards her at the JFK airport, New York City. She practically jumped at her neck, showering her with affection. “So nice to see you again girl! I’ve missed your face! You look amazing, these first weeks of fame have done a body good”, she said, tapping on her arm. “Thank you Vanjie. You look fantastic as well”, commented Brooke smiling wide. She loved Vanessa dearly, but she was dragging along what seemed like an entire wardrobe packed into one giant, plus a handbag and a sparkly backpack. Brooke felt all the eyes on them as Vanessa started chatting loudly, catching the attention of a group of girls who eyed them and pointed at them giggling. They’re fans of the show, maybe, Brooke guessed, or maybe they’re just laughing at a loud obnoxious gay couple at the airport ready for their honeymoon. Except for the fact that Vanessa and her weren’t a couple, nor on their honeymoon: they were sharing a price won at a transvestism competition. The usual.

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On the plane, everything went… not as planned. Vanessa didn’t say a word for the whole flight, pleasantly surprising Brooke who was expecting eight hours of non-stop blabbing. Instead, Vanessa fell asleep right away, AirPods in, head propped on a tiny pillow and her soft lips semi-open. Brooke couldn’t help but smile, adjusting herself on the seat and turning on her classical music playlist that she used to listen before bed. The last thing she remembered was the Carmen overture playing, and Vanessa’s sleepy face turning gently towards her. She woke up when the plane landed pretty roughly, shaking both of them in their seats. Vanessa was candidly sleeping with her head resting on Brooke’s shoulder, nuzzled into her neck. “What the fuck was that…!”, Vanessa said, suddenly nervous, that surely want the best wake up call, “A turbulence?”. “You… own… everything…!”, Brooke joked, and Vanessa punched her on the shoulder, “You’re so stupid girl! No but seriously, have we landed like… that was quick!”. “Only because you slept all the way through”. “I needed some rest okay? Making coins every night is hard as shit you know that!”. “I do Vanjielina, I do. Let’s grab our stuff and get the fuck outta here, my legs hurt”.

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“What do y’all mean with ‘My suitcase is still in America?!”. “Yeah, so sorry Mr. Cancel… apparently your suitcase wasn’t embarked… they’ll be delivered to your hotel as soon as possible, unfortunately that won’t be possible until… let me check… four days from now, we’re going through a strike, again, and we won’t have incoming flights for a bit”. “What will I do then? I have no clothes, no shoes, no nothing!”, Vanessa groaned in stress. “Listen, I know this situation sucks, but I’ll be more than happy to lend you my clothes. Also, don’t you have your toothbrush and stuff in your handbag and backpack? You’re gonna survive just fine. And don’t you wanna go do some shopping? We could find some really cute stuff for you to wear these days”. Vanessa looked at Brooke with puppy dog eyes. “Thank you sis… I really need some positivity right now or I’ll have a nervous breakdown”. “It’s nothing Vanjielina. Now let’s give them the b&b address and we can get the fuck outta here. We’re in Paris and I haven’t seen the city yet!”. “You’re right”, said Vanessa smiling as usual, “I’m tired of this shit. Let’s go”.

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The bus from Orly to their b&b in the luxurious XVI arrondisement took forever, but as soon as they arrived they were blown away. The classical Parisian house, just behind the Trocadero, with its characteristical blue roof, round windows and narrow appearance was stunning in the daylight, and its white curtains masked the surely elegant interior from unwanted stares. “On here it says that the owner is a certain Mathieu Pepin…”, Brooke said consulting her receipt on her mail app. “Let’s wake up this motherfucker”. “Wait, Vanjie…”. Too late, Vanessa was already torturing the intercom: “Hello, hi? Someone there? We’re here!”. “Vanessa!”. “What? I wanna go explore!”. “Yeah, but we shouldn’t…”. “Oh my God! I can’t believe it!”. Brooke and Vanessa turnt around, only to face an overenthusiastic blonde guy with curly hair and a light beard all over his chin and jawline. “Miss Vanjie and Brooke Lynn Hytes, in my apartment…! This is a dream come true”. “Oh, hi, I’m Brock, nice to meet you, but you can obviously call me Brooke as you know us from the show”. “Of course I know you two! I’m so happy to have you here, I’d guide you inside personally but I have quite a few things to do. It’s not hard though, the last floor is all yours. Here’s your set of keys. This opens the main door, while this opens the apartment… oh, I’m Mathieu by the way… here’s your WiFi password…”. Brooke giggled, this Mathieu guy seemed kinda all over the place but he owned a flat in one of the most expensive Parisian neighborhoods, he must’ve been someone important. Or at least very rich. “So sorry I have to leave you this soon. Does any of you speak French?”. Vanessa shook her head, while Brooke said: “Kinda… the basics. The very basics. Toronto is not a French speaking area. I studied it in school but…”. “Oh, don’t worry! You’ll survive just fine with just English around here. Have a great staying! Can I be a little indiscreet?”, Mathieu said winking, “I’m so happy the rumors are true! Have fun you lovebirds!”. Then he kissed both of them on the cheeks and rushed away, chatting loudly on the phone in perfect Spanish. “The rumors? Which rumors?”. “I ain’t got no idea girl… let’s get inside this fucker”, Vanessa shrugged, grabbing Brooke’s backpack and bringing it inside. Fortunately, they managed to get inside that tiny elevator, squished and uncomfortable but still, the doors closed. “Looking at it positively, if we still had your suitcase we would’ve had to run this thing twice”, Brooked said jokingly, to cheer Vanessa up. It worked, and she smiled back. They arrived at the apartment, the only one on the last floor. “Oh wow, it’s really fucking big!”, Vanessa exclaimed stealing the keys from Brooke’s hands. “Do you say that very often Vanjie?”. Vanessa gave her the middle finger: “Shut up you whore… and carry your shit inside”. Brooke laughed, following her friend into that beautiful apartment. Light entered the open space softly, waving over the modern furniture, the wooden floor, the white curtains. “This place is stunning! C’mon drag race sponsorship! Okay I gotta explore”, said Vanjie dropping her stuff on the floor and running into the various rooms. “This bathroom is huge!”. “Oh my God look at this kitchen!”. Brooke left her suitcase as well, dropping her bag on one of the huge sofas. “Bitch… you should really come and see this”, Vanessa called her from the last room. It must’ve been the bedroom. Brooke started fantasizing on how beautiful and big their beds must’ve been. Vanessa was blankly staring at one, huge ass bed. A single king sized mattress. “Now I see why that bitch told us he was happy the rumors are true”, said Brooke. They looked at each other in the eyes. “Yeah sis”, Vanessa told her, “They think we’re banging”.

My only Sun - Chapter 14 ‘Kissed by the Sun’

I'VE FINALLY FINISHED THIS FUCKING CHAPTER HOLY FUCK So. I've rewritten his chapter about 60 different times. Writers block has been a BITCH. And the holidays haven't helped. BUT HERE IT IS. Thank ya'll for being so patient! I hope you guys enjoy and I really hope the writers block is gone so I continue without a break like this! There is SMUT in this chapter! (Finally these two finally get to it, huh?) If Smut ain't your thing, you've been warned! ENJOY<3<3<3

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Brian awoke to the sound of birds outside and to that lovely, warm body pressed against him. Looking down, he couldn’t help but smile softly at the beautiful sight. Roger was facing him, his face looked even more angelic then usual. Few strands of his blonde hair fell over his face, his pink lips were parted ever so slightly, and he looked completely relaxed and calm… And the way his face scrunched up before those pretty blue eyes fluttered open. Squinting up at Brian slightly before smiling sleepily. Stretching his body and running his fingers through his hair. The cutest sound escaping his lips…

“God, I feel like absolute shit…” Roger groans out, his voice raspy from just waking up.

“I’d say… You drank more than… bloody hell. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone your size consume that much alcohol.” Brian chuckles softly and Roger lets out a giggle, resting a hand on his own head.

“It’s been a long time since I drank like that…” The blonde shakes his head, gazing at the ceiling. Brian smiles and rubs Roger’s back gently before the blonde slowly sits up.

“I need an advil or something for this headache.” He groans as he sits up and stumbles into the bathroom.

Instant dread washed over Brian as he remembered the two puncture marks that he knew were impossible to miss… He listened to Roger hum softly as he went through the cabinets and popped open a lid. The faucet started to run, but didn't hear much of anything after that.... Praying silently to himself, Brian slowly got up and walked to the bathroom.

Roger stood at the bathroom counter, brushing his teeth while humming a happy sounding tune. He didn't seem to take notice of Brian watching him from the doorway and continued to brush his teeth happily, bouncing to the tune he was humming before rinsing his mouth and repeating this a few more times until he deemed his teeth clean. He washed his face before drying it with a towel and looking into the mirror, moving his blonde hair. Brian studied the red mark through the mirror and couldn’t see any bite mark on the pretty neck… Roger bit his smiling lip as he looked at the red hickey on his neck before he caught movement from the side of his eye. Quickly he spun around and smiled at Brian.

“Hey… I didn't notice you there or see your reflection…” Roger commented softly before looking back into the mirror. Brian quickly moved from the doorway and back into the bedroom before the blonde could accuse him of not having a reflection.

“I wasn’t standing there long…” Brian mutters as he messes with the bed sheets before turning to see Roger smiling from the doorway, his blonde hair was still messy and the shirt just barely covered his thighs. He looked like a beautiful mess… “I-... Er… Sorry about the hickey…” The younger man giggled and shook his head.

“Oh, Bri, it’s fine… I like it…” He smiles softly as Brian blushes and looks away. “Well.. There is an extra tooth brush in there. In the cabinet under the sink. Feel free to use the shower if you want. I’m gonna make us some coffee.” Roger hums as he leaves the room and walks down to the kitchen.

Brian’s mind was racing. Where was the bite mark was all he could think. The area was red but no wound and Brian couldn’t wrap his head around it... He knew if he asked Freddie, he’d point out something about them being soulmates most likely…

Sighing, Brian decided to just not question it right now and stepped into the bathroom. Finding the extra toothbrush and brushing his teeth before glancing at the shower.

Maybe after some coffee. He hummed to himself before walking out and down the hall. Smiling as he watched Roger stand on his tiptoes to reach the coffee mugs in the high kitchen cabinet. Chuckling at the small line of curses leaving the younger man’s lips before he walked over and reached over Roger with ease, grabbing the two mugs he was after. Roger quickly turned his head and smiled sheepishly.

“Thanks…” His voice is soft as he leans up to peck Brian’s lips quickly, taking the mugs from him. “I have creamer or half and half in the fridge, also sugar…” “I drink mine black… Want me to grab the creamer for you?” Brian asks sweetly, kissing Roger back softly before turning to the fridge.

“Please.” Roger chirps happily as he pours their coffee. Taking the creamer and fixing his as Brian sips at the dark, strong beverage. He smiles softly before sipping his much lighter coffee. Sighing deeply as the hot liquid went down his throat. They stood in silence for a minute, just enjoying the calm air between them.

“Um… Did you have fun last night?” Roger asked softly, looking away. “I didn't mean to get so sloshed…” He bit at his pretty pink lip and chewed at it a bit nervously. Brian smiled softly.

“Hey, I actually had a great time. I don’t remember the last time I just let go and let myself have fun and dance like that. And you made it even better… You were so carefree… I’d love to see you like that all the time, without the help of alcohol.” Brian’s smile widens as Roger blushes softly, still chewing at his bottom lip. “Stop that…” He coos softly, reaching over and gently taking the young man’s chin in his hand, his thumb brushing over those pink lips. “Your poor lips… How long has that been a habit for you?” He wondered.

“Ever since I can remember…” The blonde shrugs as he looks into the hazel eyes above him. “Don’t you have any habits?”

“Hm… I tap my fingers or feet when I get nervous or bored. But that’s not harmful to my body… Your lips are going to swell and bruise.” Concern coated his voice, but Roger just hummed like it wasn’t a big deal.

“I’ve done it for so long, I’ll be fine.” He shrugs it off, making Brian frown slightly but he knew how hard a habit like that would be to break. He couldn’t just force the human to stop it. Brian just nodded and let the younger man’s chin go before sipping his coffee again. Though he felt Roger tense a bit as he stared at Brian. There was something he wanted to ask, but he could sense the inner turmoil.

“Roger, babe, what’s wrong?” He sets his coffee down before giving his undivided attention back to the blonde who biting his lip again.

“Um… I wanted to talk to you about our relationship, Bri.” He speaks slowly. Brian feels his heart sink. Did he know? What did he know? What did he find out? How? His mind raced with panic.

“U-uh, su-sure. What about, babe?” He manages to say, trying to appear calm. Why is he so calm? Is he okay? What did I do? Maybe he didn't find out anything? He had to… Was it my reflection? Maybe he really remembered the bite!

“Well… I… We’ve been dating for a bit now… And I was just… Do you wanna… We could take it to the neck level?” Brian’s eyes wide as his mind freezes. Oh is all he can think. Roger’s eyes study him and he quickly adds “I-if you want, of course! No hurry into anything! I was just wondering… If you thought…” He quickly averts his eyes and chews at his bottom lip harshly.

“Uh…” Brian breathes out. “Sorry, I… wasn’t expecting that…” He feels Roger’s mood completely sink. “Bu-but it’s a pleasant surprise!” He quickly blurts out, earning a confused look from Roger. Sighing, he tries to calm himself before continuing. “Sorry, Rog. I didn't mean to get weird. I just… was a little taken back. I’m glad you want to talk about this. I mean, obviously I would love to… To take the next step with you if you were ready… I-I just want you to be ready. I don’t want you to regret…” He looks away. Maybe I shouldn’t encourage this until he knows… Whenever that will be…

“Bri, I could never regret this!” Roger huffs softly, a pretty red blush across his pale cheeks. “I’m sure many people have thought that before, but I really… really feel like we’re…”

“Meant to be?” Brian finishes for him, a small smile spreading on both their lips as their eyes meet.

“We-well, yeah…” The blonde nods softly, warmth spreading through him.

“... I believe we are meant to be, Rog… I really do… And… And If you’re ready…” Brian takes the young man’s hand into his.

“I am ready, Brian. I think it’s so sweet that you’ve been patient and determined to not do anything against my will or take advantage of me… Trying to build our relationship properly on trust and love first… But I am ready… Past ready, honestly…” He mutters. Brian feels an arrow shoot through his heart as Roger spoke about their relationship being built on truth …. “I really want to experience so much with you, Bri… As much as I can. I want your gentle touch and to figure out what drives you absolutely insane… I want to bring you pleasure and to feel your skin against mine… I’ve never felt like this for anyone else, Bri… And it’s barely a want anymore… It’s like a need your touch. I need you beside me… I can’t focus when you’re not with me… and I feel so safe beside you… I can’t imagine how I’d feel to be in your arms after we share our first time together…” Roger’s blush deepened and he moved away as he realized he was babbling. “Sorry, just forget-” “No.” Brian said quickly, gently grabbing the blondes wrist to prevent him from moving any further. “I want to hear more of how you feel…” He speaks softly, closing the distance between them, pressing his body to Roger’s making him step back until he had Roger against the counter. Their noses brushing. “I can’t imagine how it would feel to have you to myself, Rog… I feel the same. I need you beside me…” He hums softly, those blue eyes gazing deeply into his before their lips meet in a deep, yet soft kiss. Both their eyes slipping close as those thin arms wrap around Brian’s neck and pull him even closer. Their kiss deepening even more before Brian pulled away.

“Roger… Are you sure about this…? Right now? We can wai-” The younger man pressed their lips together quickly, silencing Brian.

“I can’t wait…” He mutters against the older man’s lips. “You can’t wait either… Can you?” Brian growls softly.

“I can’t wait, you’re right… But not here…” The older man pulls away, taking the blondes hand and leading him back to the bedroom. Roger giggles softly as he follows Brian’s long strides. The older man turns and quickly brings the blonde into his arms, pulling him close.

“Um… I have a confession…” Brian says making Roger gaze up at him curiously. “I’ve never done this… with another guy, at least… and even then, it’s been awhile since I’ve been with woman… a long while…” He averts his eyes as the younger man stares up at him with slightly wide eyes. The vampire suddenly felt very shy and self-conscious under Roger’s gaze.

“Oh?” Roger tilts his head before smiling softly. “That’s okay… Are you okay with this? We don’t have to do anything if you’re too nervous, Bri. I understand. The last thing I want to do is mak-” It was Brian’s turn to cut the younger one off with a kiss before pulling away with a sweet smile.

“Roggie, now you’re being too sweet to me… It’s fine. I want this… Really I do… I’ll just need some… guidance, I suppose?” Brian explains with a shrug. The blonde smiles brightly.

“Of course, Brian. We’ll take it slow… I’ll help you with anything, okay?” Roger replies sweetly.  His hands caressing Brian’s cheek softly. The older man smiles softly before leaning down and kissing Roger deeply. Their lips moved together in a slow pace at first as Brian guided the young man to the bed and seated them both on the mattress.

Slowly, Brian let his hands grab at hem of the large shirt that covered Roger’s body and gently tugged at it. The blonde smiled softly and pulled away from the older man’s sweet lips before slipping the shirt over his head, smiling as Brian stared down at his body with slightly wide eyes. His hazel eyes drinking in the pale skin. He saw Roger shirtless before, but like this… It was different… So much more different…

“You’re beautiful…” Brian mutters softly, letting his hand run over a pale shoulder. Roger bites his lip shyly and looks away.

“Thanks… No one’s really called me… beautiful before.. I think if anyone beside you used ‘beautiful’ to describe me, I’d punch ‘em in the face… But I like it coming from you…” The blonde blushes softly.

“I meant no disrespect, but you are…” The older man smiles as he traces his finger along the warm skin. Roger looked back at him and smiled back.

“Well… I feel kinda… alone here… Being that I’m one piece of clothing from being completely naked while you still have layers…” Roger points out making Brian laugh softly, shaking his head.

“Sorry, I guess I didn't really think about that…” The older man chuckles softly before starting to unbutton his shirt, blushing slightly at the way Roger watched him. Looking down, Brian stripped his shirt off with ease and threw it to the ground.

“Like what you see…?” Brian asked softly, trying to come off confident. The blonde smirked and bit his lip.

“Yeah, I really like what I see…” Roger doesn’t hesitate or shy away from his words. He giggles as Brian looks down shyly. “Don’t be so shy, Bri. I promise I don’t bite.” That made Brian laugh softly.

“Yeah, but I do.” The vampire says with a slightly teasing tone.

“Promise~?” Brian growls softly at that comment before leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a heated kiss, pushing the blonde back on the bed with his force. He put his body over the smaller, much warmer body and kissed him deeply. Loving the soft little hums coming from the blonds throat as their tongues danced together. Roger’s hands tangled through Brian’s brown curls and gently gripped the hair, trying to pull the older man closer to him.

Their lips moved together heatedly as Brian let his hands travel down the slender sides. Letting them slowly slide back up his bare, warm, soft skin… His cold hands making the younger man shiver and moan softly under his touch.

Brian tore his lips from the sweet pink ones and started kissing down to his pale neck. He let his tongue run over the hickey where he had sunk his fangs in the night before. The memory of that sweet rush of Roger's blood down his throat made him groan as he licked and sucked at the thin area of skin. He could almost taste the sweet blood… almost … and fuck he wants to bite down… but he doesn't…

Instead he allows himself to imagine the thick, warm blood running down his throat as he sucks another hickey on the blonds now red throat. He hips grinding down against the younger man, loving the sweet moan filling the room around them.

“Brian…” Roger gasped softly as the older mans cold hands ran up his warm chest.

Sitting up, Brian urgers the younger man up as well. He had seen Roger without a shirt on. Hell, he's the one who changed him last night… but right now was way different from that… Now the pretty blond was fully awake, one garment away from being naked, and staring up at him with those heavenly blue eyes…

Roger smiled softly as the older man stared down at him. He grew shy under the gaze, so he decided to reach up to touch his lover. Brian’s breath hitching as those warm hands instantly ran up his cold neck and back down to his chest. Exploring all they could with the new exposed territory.

The older man groaned softly as Roger leans forward and kisses at his neck. Those warm lips and tongue against his cold skin. An odd feeling on ecstasy rolled over Brian, making him tilt his head to the side, allowing the younger man more area to explore. Roger took the invitation, licking, biting, sucking, and kissing all over the older man’s neck as his hands traveled down and started to unbutton Brian’s pants.

“Roger…” Brian hums softly before pushing the younger man down on his back. Moving back over the smaller form, letting his lips attack the pale neck. Creating new love bites and marks on the flawless skin. He lets his hands run down the warm body to the hem of Roger’s boxers. With a deep breath, he slowly yanks the fabric down and off of the soft pale legs…

He leans back and is captivated by Roger’s beauty… He never thought another man would attract him the way Roger did… His pale skin was smooth and soft, but just under his navel traveling down was a thin trail of blond curls. So light they almost blend into Roger’s pale skin. Brian let his hands roam down Roger’s chest, through the soft blond curls and down to the younger man’s hardening cock. Roger gaspes softly as Brian gripped him gently, stroking a few times.

“Roger… You’re beautiful…” Brian finds himself whispering again. The younger man biting his lip and blushing.

“You really like saying that about me…” Roger mutters shyly making Brian smile down at him.

“I only speak the truth…” The older man’s smile widens as he leans down to kiss the sweet blond before he lets his hand stroke his lovers member. Swallowing Roger’s muffled moans.

Roger’s fingers threaded back into Brian’s hair, tugging softly as their tongues danced together. Brian tightened his grip before pulling away. Roger whined at the loss of touch.

“Bri…” He whines out making Brian chuckle.

“Already becoming so needy…” He muses softly. Roger huffs and looks away shyly. “...Roger. This is the part I need… a bit of guidance on… How should I continue…?” Those blues eyes snap back up at him. Brian looks away shyly now.  The blond giggles softly.

“Okay.” He says softly, sitting up. Reaching over to his nightstand, taking a small bottle from the drawer.

“That’s…?” Brian looked at the tube curiously.

“It’s lubricant… It makes sex easier and more comfortable, especially with males… Ya know, since we don’t exactly self-lubricant like women.” Roger explains before pausing. “I’m surprised you’ve never heard of lubricant.” Brian blushes and chews on the inside of his cheek.

“I’ve heard of it, just never used it…” He lies. Roger studies him for a moment, obviously not buying the lie but deciding to just ignore it for now.

“Well, either way. We need it… Now, do you want to stretch me or do you want me to do it on my own?” Roger asks. Brian blushes even more at the causal question.

“I-I… er…” He stutters over his words. “W-will I hurt you?” Roger blinks at him, silent for a moment.

“Not much. I mean, if I hadn’t had sex or something in a while, it’d probably hurt a lot more. But-” The blond stops himself, quickly biting his lip and looking away. Brian’s head rushed.

“If you hadn’t had sex in a while?” He felt anger boil in him. What did his lover mean? “Is there something I’m missing?”

“N-No! No-nothing like that! I-I would ne-never… not to you…” Roger looks down. Brian feels a wave of guilt as he feels a rush of sadness through the younger man. His words all truthful.

“I-... I didn't mean to accuse you of anything, Roger. Just the way you said… I mean… What did you mean exactly…?” Brian clears his throat, gently reaching and caressing Roger’s cheek. Roger bit his lip.

“I meant-... I-I mean. You know…” He stutters out, making eye contact only for a second. “We’ve been together… and… You can’t tell me you haven’t…?” Brian’s eye widen as he connects two and two together. A small blush forming as he imagines Roger touching himself thinking about him …. He feels extreme guilt now that even thought about the fact of Roger cheating on him…

“Sorry, I didn't think about that…” Brian admits shyly, looking down.

“You really are prude, aren’t you?” Roger giggles softly, but Brian feels that Roger is still a little upset from his accusation.

“I just never thought you’d touch yourself to the thought of me… It’s flattering, actually… and quite the mental image, if I must say.” He leans over and kisses the younger man. “I must say, I love the thought of you moaning my name while you touch yourself…” He mutters against Roger’s lips. Noticing how the lust builds quickly just from his words.

“Tell me, Roger… Do you enjoy when I say things like that?” Brian asks softly, licking those sweet lips. The blond hummed softly, nodding slowly.

“I do…” Roger bites his lip. Brian closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.

“I’d love to watch you touch yourself, Rog… Damn , I really would… But this is our first time… I want to touch you…” He admits, opening his eyes slowly. “Is that okay…?” Roger smiles softly.

“That’s perfect, Brian…” The blond seems to glow as he holds the lube to the older man. Brian takes it, pushing Roger back down once again. “Bri, will you please take your damned pants off?” He huffs. Brian had completely forgot about his own clothes, too caught up in Roger.

“Oh, yeah.” He smiles sheepishly before standing up quickly and kicking his unbuttoned pants off. Leaving his boxers on for the moment. He quickly got back in his previous position. He opened the lube and poured some on his fingers.

“You’ll tell me if I hurt you…?” Brian asks softly, making Roger smile.

“I promise…” The blond agrees. Brian nods before spreading the younger man’s thighs. He lets his hand drop down and a slick finger massage younger man’s hole. He bites his lip softly before pressing his middle finger to the tight ring of muscle. Slowly pushing the digit into the smaller man. He was surprised to see how easily Roger’s body took the long digit. The younger man gave a small gasp, making Brian pause.

“Are you okay?” Brian asks quickly. Roger giggles softly.

“I-I’m fine… Your fingers are just… so much longer…” He moans softly, biting his lip. Brian blushes softly.

“Do you like it?” The older man wonders as he gently curls the long digit, loving the way Roger’s chest hitches and the sharp intake of his breath.

“Ye-yeah…” Roger gasps softy, his eyes fluttering before closing as Brian slowly thrusts his finger deeper. “Fuck…” He mutters.

Brian can’t help but wonder exactly what Roger uses when he touches himself, because even with the addition of his ring finger the younger man takes him with ease. He decides he’ll ask about that later and continues to slowly thrust his fingers. Roger’s small moans now filling the room, making Brian remember the way his lover moaned the night before when his fangs were deep in that pretty neck…

Licking his lips, Brian quickly added the pointer finger. He wanted Roger to moan like he did last night… He wanted to hear that sweet voice. And with a certain angle and curl of his fingers… He did. It shocked him at first, when Roger arched his back and moaned out.

“F- fuck !” Roger gasps out. “Bri, d-do that again… pl-please…” He begs softly. And that’s all Brian needed to resume his work and hit the bundle of nerves once again. Smirking at the way Roger’s hips bucked against his fingers. How his eyes rolled back. How his fingers gripped at the sheets beneath him…

The vampire continued to move his fingers in and out, trying to continuously hit the sweet spot but he was making the sweet blond moan even when he missed.

“Br-Brian..” Roger moans, reaching to put his hands on the older man’s shoulders. Brian instantly stops and gives Roger a concerned look. “I-I’m ready. I need more… I need you, if you’re ready…?” He bites his lip shyly as Brian takes a moment to process his words. But he nods quickly after he understands Roger’s wants and slips his fingers out of the loose hole. A small whine leaving the younger man’s throat.

“Are you sure you want-” “Brian Harold May. I dare you to finish that fucking sentence.” Roger huffs softly, cutting the older man off. Brain smiles softly as he raises his hands.

“Just making sure, love…” He chuckles softly before grabbing the lube again. He searches Roger’s feelings, making sure there isn’t a slight hint of doubt… and is happy when he finds none. But he does feel his own nervousness start to boil inside him.

“Brian. You have to take your boxers off if we’re going to continue…” Roger points out with a smirk, but quickly changes to a sweet smile. “Don’t be shy, Bri… It’s just me… I doubt that makes you feel much better… But…” He bites his lip. Brian chuckles softly.

“Strangely… It does make me feel better.” He admits softly before standing up and slowly stripping his boxers off. Looking away as Roger’s eyes scanned his body.

“ Jesus ” Roger bites at his lip again as his eyes fall on the older mans thick aching cock. “I thought you’d be big, but damn … I don’t think any toy could ever prepare me for that …” Brian snaps his gaze to the younger man who didn't even take notice of his own words.

Guess I really do have a lot to work with… Brian can’t help but smirk softly, his confidence building up as he settles back between Roger’s thighs.

“So you use toys, love?” Brian hums. “ That will be an interesting talk later.” He muses with a smirk as Roger averts his gaze.

“Interesting talk or an interesting night ?” Roger wonders quietly, making Brian blush softly.

“Possibly both…” Brian opens the lube and pours a generous amount on his hand before slowly rubbing the slick liquid over his cock. Groaning softly as he did. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had done this…

“Take your time, Brian…” Roger coos softly almost as if he could sense Brian's uneasy feeling. “There is no rush. We have all the time in the world.” Brian smiles softly at the humans sweet words.

“You're truly too sweet for me, Rog….” Brian smiles before leaning down and kissing the sweet man deeply. Their lips moving and molding together perfectly as Brian moved his hips down against Roger softly, almost like he was testing it.

Roger moaned softly into Brian's mouth. Bucking his own hips up to feel the friction again. Both gasping softly as their erections rubbed against each other.

Brian reaches down between them and lines himself up with the younger mans entrance. Their lips slow to a stop as Brian pushes into the tight heat.

Gasping, Brian's eyes roll back as he's engulfed in his lovers heat. It had been years since he felt such warmth…

“Fu- fuck … Brian…” The older man is brought out of his thoughts and back to reality as Roger's voice gasps softly. He opens his eyes and looks down at the beautiful blond beneath him. His pretty blue eyes closed as he bites his lip. Eyebrows slightly furrowed, making Brian stop any movement immediately.

“Are you okay…?” Brian manages to ask softly.

“Ye-yea….” The young man nods slowly, opening his eyes to stare up at the vampire. Those lovely blues clouded with lust

“Am I okay to continue….?” He asks, letting his thumbs gently rub circles in Roger's hips. The younger man bites his lip and closes his eyes for a moment. Brian let's the younger man take his time adjusting to his size.

“Ok-okay…” Roger nods softly. “Yo-you can continue.”

Brian hums softly before pushing deeper into heated body. Both of them closing their eyes and taking it slow. Brian stopping every few seconds to let Roger adjust until he’s fully seated in the younger man.

“Go-god, Roger…” Brian pants out, slowly opening his eyes to gaze down at his lover. Roger hums softly, hands slowly running up Brian’s arms. Hooking behind his neck.

“Bri…” He moans softly. “Mo-move…?”

Brian takes a deep breath before slowly moving his hips, both of them groaning. Roger’s fingers curled in Brian’s hair, gently tugging as the older man began to slowly thrust.

Roger moaned softly as he started to gently rock back against Brian's hips. Their pace was slow and hesitant as Brian got into the rhythm of everything.

“Roger…” Brian moans softly. “Does it feel good for you….?” He asks softy. Roger smiles gently.

“It does… But it would feel a bit better if you quickened your pace…?” The blond hints softly.

“Oh, sorr-”

“Don't apologize, Brian.” Roger giggles softly. “I'm in no rush. Take your time.”

Brian smiles down at his sweet human before gently gripping the thin hips and started to quicken his pace. Groaning softly, the moans from Roger became louder and louder and it was music to Brian’s ears…

Soon they had a decent pace going, but Brian knew he could make the younger man moan louder… He just had to find-

“Brian~!!” Roger gasped out, his back arching up as his blue eyes roll back in pleasure. His mouth forming an ‘O’ as he moans.

Found it Brian thinks, smirking before pulling back and thrusting back in. Hitting Roger’s prostate head on, making a loud moan rip from those pretty lips. Moaning, Brian began to set an even faster pace. Driving himself against that sweet spot deep in his lover. Adding more and more force with each thrust of his hips. Roger’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.

“ Fuck, fuck, Brian!” Roger moans out loudly. His own hips grinding and meeting each of Brian’s thrusts. The bed beneath them creaking with every movement as Brian really starts to pound into Roger’s body. Both completely lost in the ecstasy.

“Ro-Rog, I-I can’t…” Brian groans out as Roger pulls his hair.

“M-me too!” The younger agrees in a series of moans.

With one more push, Brian sees white as Roger’s tight heat becomes impossibly tighter. The younger man’s body arching up and shaking as his orgasam rips through his body. Brian groans as he feels his own release take over.

Both of them fall back against the bed, Brian on top of Roger, as they both pant and come down from their high. Brian is the first to come back to his senses, realizing he was practically smothering the smaller man, he began to move off. Roger whined, tightening his legs around the older man’s body. “Love, I don’t want to suffocate you.” Brian chuckles as the blond mutters something he couldn’t quite understand. He eventually is able to pull away from Roger’s grasp, letting his eyes examine the small body.

Shit … He thinks as he chews the inside of his cheek, staring at the bruised neck and the bruising area on Roger’s hips where he had grabbed him… He let his eyes wander further down to see Roger’s sticky thighs and wet, leaking hole.

Looking around, he quickly got up. Ignoring the small protest from his tired lover, he made his way to the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth before soaking it in warm water. As he returned, he smiled as Roger was sitting up. Pouting up at him.

“Don’t give me that look.” Brian chuckles again as Roger pouts even more. He sits in between his lovers legs and brings the washcloth to his skin gently. Using small, soft movements as he wipes the sticky substance from Roger’s thighs and hole.

“Yo-you don’t have to do this, Bri…” Roger blushes softly as he realizes his lover his cleaning him. But Brian simply smiles and continues to slowly clean him. Leaning down and kissing at the bruises on those pale hips.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to be so rough…” The older man admits, eyes flicker up to Roger’s soft blue ones.

“It’s fine… I enjoyed it.” Roger smiles sweetly, reaching down and caressing Brian’s cheek.

Brian’s smile grows wider as he runs the cloth down his thighs a few more times before setting the cloth on the nightstand. He laid beside his lover and pulled him close to his chest. Burying his nose into the sweet golden locks. He honestly couldn’t believe what they just did… and it made him so happy… He felt so warm… Like he had been kissed by the sun for a moment.

“I love you…” He mutters softly, smiling as he feels a warm feeling blossom in the human.

“I love you too, Bri…” Roger hums, cuddling closer to the older man’s cool chest.

For a moment. A split moment. Brian forgot about the rest of the world and their problems. Forgot he was a vampire. About Paul. About his past. All that was there was Roger… held tightly in his arms… Brian knew reality was close behind, but for now he just wanted to hold the warm man and focus on only now .

I requEST MY DREAM AS A PROMPT BITCH LETS SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO I LOVE U

I’m sorry it’s so late- but HERE IT IS I LOVE YOU!

post-it notes

Joe was sweet, almost too sweet. When he’d leave the house before I’d wake up, he’d leave notes and post-its in the weirdest places.

But it was sweet.

Even if it was just about taking out the trash, picking up milk, or “I’m gonna clean up the kitchen I swear,” it was always…..

Sweet.

As time went on, the notes changed from words to doodles, often very crudely drawn.

“What the fuck is this?”

“That’s you, baby.”

“Are you sure?”

“What’s that s’posed to mean??”

I tried to keep as many of them as I could, taking them and sticking them into a notebook, often having to tape them down as pages were flipped over and over again.

But even with all the notes, the bed sharing, and the whole fact we were kinda somewhat living together, we still weren’t…. Official? I hated thinking about it, labels. And I didn’t want him to think that I was obsessed with that kind of thing, I wanted him to think I was a “cool girl” who didn’t need approval from the guys she was kinda with.

It’s not even like Joe was home a lot. He had his own place with his own things, but he always seemed to end up in my house. Clothes ended up in my wash, a toothbrush in the restroom, and a pillow on my bed. But what did that mean other than he forgot things at my house so often that I just started keeping them there?

I wasn’t the greatest at drawing things, but I certainly wasn’t bad. I took up an art class in my uni courses, but I didn’t tell Joe. I didn’t want him thinking I took an art class to make better drawings than him to leave around the house (even though that’s exactly why).

It was nearing the end of the semester, and one of the final events for this class was for a portfolio display.

“So what are you gonna put up?” Marie asked, she was always so kind in helping the both of us make it through this class.

“Not sure, I don’t even really want to put anything up if I’m honest.” I replied.

“Aw why not?? I love looking at your stuff!”

I raised my eyebrows and rolled my eyes at her.

“I DO!”

“You’re just being nice.”

“Oh my goodness do not get all ‘I’m unworthy’ bullshit.”

“I NEVER said that.”

“Your eyes did and you know it.”

I finished putting things into my backpack when my notebook fell out and a few post-its fell on the floor.

“What’s that?” Marie asked, reaching down to pick the papers up.

“No no don’t look at-” I exclaimed, Marie already turning them over, “those…”

Marie studied the notes and post-its with an amused look on her face. I reached out to snatch them from her hands.

“These are so…”

“Horrid? Terrible? I know.”“ADORABLE!”

I looked at her in confusion, “Excuse me?”

“These are like, really good. And so cute. You should enter these in the portfolio display.”

“YEAH like Dr. Humphrey would let me do that.”

“She might… put them in little frames or something it’d be cute!”

I considered what she said. They would look really cute posted up. Lots of other people have done things similar to this, right? Text messages, love notes, regular pieces of paper? Surely if I could do it right it would look cool… right?

Marie and I stood talking for a it longer before I headed home. I sat on the bus and looked out the window, thinking about homework, what to make for dinner, and of course, Joe. Would he be there when I got home? No, he’s at work. Wait what day is it? Maybe he is there? Maybe he went to his own home. Maybe he took all his stuff and left. MAYBE-

My thoughts were interrupted with the bust halting at my stop. I jumped off and walked toward the building, up the stairs, and dug out the keys to my front door, finding a folded note between the door and its frame. Gently pulling it out as I opened the door, I unfolded the note to see a picture of two stick figures and words around them scribbled in Joe’s writing.

Had to run out for something, but be back ‘round dinner.

-Joe

P.S. the picture is us, if you couldn’t tell :)

Okay, so maybe he wasn’t planning on taking all his stuff home and never coming back. Good.

“Your display looks lovely.”

I looked at Marie, setting up the last few panels.

“Think so? Not too cheesy or weird?”

Marie draped her arms over my shoulders as she stood (much taller) behind me.

“I think it looks perfect.”

I smiled. It did look better than I thought it would. Then again, I imagined it looking like an on-fire garbage can- but that was Stephen’s display outside, not mine.

“Did you invite him?”

“I told him I had something tonight but wasn’t specific.”

“Are you kidding.”

I looked at Marie, a mix of disappointment and annoyance on her face.

“Marie he doesn’t know that I was even taking this class. Plus he’s probably busy with work or something…” I trailed off.

“Honey,” Marie put her hands on her hips, “you two need to have a talk on whatever… this is.”

She moved her hand around in a circle in my general direction, obviously talking about our “relationship” status.

“Marie he is a very well known and successful man who most likely does not want to be tied down to some uni student who doesn’t know what the fuck she’s doing.”

Marie rolled her eyes, “Well I’m going over here by my display. When you drop the pity-party attitude you’ll know where to find me.”

It was my turn to roll my eyes as I chuckled putting up the last frame. I kinda hoped Joe would show up, but at the same time I think I’d throw up if he did. Would people here get all fangirling if he showed up? If Joe Cole showed up to some small uni art portfolio show? I tried not to throw up.

Time passed and sooner or later there was a decent crowd making their way through the presentations. Dr. Humphrey actually thought the notes were cute, and commended me on a well organized display.

“‘Scuse me miss? What’s all this about?”

“Well all of these are-” I turned around and froze mid-sentence.

Joe stood there, hands in his jacket pockets, dumb smile on his face, looking at me.

“Uh-”“That one’s s’posed to be a camera innit? ‘S what you told me at least.” He pointed to a very badly drawn camera I made when we first started leaving notes for each other. It was before I took the class so I knew I’d gotten better since then.

“You gonna say anythin’ darling?”

“How- how did you know this is where I was going I- I never told you…?”

“Your girl Marie sent me a message. Guessin’ she took your phone to do it.” He nodded his head over towards Marie and her display, where she waved her hand and winked as her girlfriend kissed her cheek.

Joe took a step closer to the board and I remained frozen, staring at him staring at my work.

“‘notes to tell you I love you’” he said, turning his head to look at me, “‘s that what this is all called?”

I was going to throw up. No wait, pass out. No, definitely throw up. Wait- both.

“Did you do this to tell me you loved me?” he whispered as he walked closer to me, “Answer me, darling.”

I nodded, “Y-yeah.”

He let out a low chuckle and stood inches from my face, “Really?”

I nodded again. This is it. He’s gonna say I was crazy and never wanted to see me again.

He turned to get something out of a bag I didn’t realize he had on his shoulder. What is it? Is it the key to my apartment? Is it a card saying it’s over?

It was a….. Notebook?

He put it in my hands, “Go on, open it.”I cautiously took the notebook and started flipping through the thicker pages. They were… doodles? Like the ones we left each other? Some of these are exact copies of notes he’s left me, some I’ve never seen before. Some had words around them, some didn’t.

“I-”

“Take a look,” he smiled, “they’re all for you.”

I looked up at him, “….really?”

“Yeah,” he smiled bigger, “gotta do something personal for my girl, right?”

“Y-your-”

“My girl, that okay with you?”

I nodded my head, unable to think of words better to say than “HELL FUCKING YES.”

“Been meaning to talk with you ‘bout that, really. Sorry I’m so shit at this… relationship stuff.”

“That’s okay,” I blurted, “me too.”

We stood there awkwardly, me still holding onto his notebook.

“Right,” he coughed, “when’s this thing over, gotta proper show off my girl, eh?”

I laughed as Joe put his arm around my shoulders and kissed my hair.

Maybe Marie wasn’t wrong after all.

As per request, 2.05

You guys have been so freaking sweet and kind  to me with your feedback since I started making these ridiculous posts, it’s insane but I love it!❣️ I literally started these as a joke because my one friend who watches call the midwife didn’t pick up the phone (and bc I was under the influence whoops hahaha it happens) but now I have so much fun posting every week! I’m sure I won’t stop these any time soon (what will I do when this series is over until Christmas? Yikes lets not talk about it yet)  Anyways @marialujan22 requested I rewatch and post for 2x5 & shit it’s been a while since I’ve watched series 2 but I couldn’t say no! Besides Im in a good mood because I have 10 days till spring break & only like 8 weeks left in the semester so here we go ..

idk if I’m mentally prepared for this

THE BIKE SONG I LOVE IT

“Somewhere far away, scientist we’re working on a magic pill, rumored to make pregnancy a case of choice..” Hell yea birth control, deff a magic pill in my opinion

Crazy that it took 3 series for the pill to become a thing & then there was still lame ass government guidelines

Jenny Lee! lol I often forget about her sorry not sorry, I liked her but she left. ya no importa

I love how “mature jenny” still narrates even though her character is never even mentioned anymore #letmenarrate lol jk I like Vanessa Redgrave’s voice

“Meanwhile other scientists were trying to send humans to the moon” fuck yea Hidden Figures

If CtM went up until 1969 that’d be lit, like the episode on mad men when they watched the moon landing! Just replace them with nuns and nurses and babies & replace the liquor for tea 😂

Shit I’ve said typed so much already

SISTER MJ💕 I wanna smack myself she’s brushing her teeth & I thought of that stupid toothbrush song from last week’s episode kill me

Nora’s pregnant again uh oh

Cynthia! SISTER E! Jane! It’s been so long

My bby Trixie 💕😍 I miss her pin curls! But now she’s serving those 60s looks so I’m here for it all

“Take that off this minute before you go to hell” LMAO TRIX YOU CANT TELL KIDS THAT

lol who am I kidding I would’ve said the same

I love sister Monica Joan, id quote everything she ever says but that’s too much work

Vicar’s wife? But who was the vicar?

LMAO WAIT DOESNT SISTER MJ FAKE A HEART ATTACK??

YES SHE DID IM DEAD I LOVE HER, WELL IT WAS LIKE ANGINA BUT IDC STILL FUNNY CAUSE SHE DIDNT WANNA GO

PRECIOUS SISTER BERNADETTE 😭💕

I STILL CANT BELIEVE MY BBY SHELAGH WAS A NUN, ITS SO STRANGE TO GO BACK AND SEE HER IN THE HABIT, LIKE YOURE PREGNANT NOW, WITH DR TURNERS BABYYY!!

anyone else really wanted to know how she was going to tell Sister Julienne “um i was already done with being a nun and now im love sick, I can’t stop thinking about Dr Turner so  I gotta ditch this habit”

damn I feel so bad like she did not want another baby & had no choice but to deal with it

No Jenny, tea is not gonna help right now

And heres the lady that scammed her

How much is 2 guinnis ? Idk how to spell that u already know I’m an ignorant American

Did she really tell a married woman keep her legs closed? It Doesn’t even matter if she was married or not like who are u anyway?? I would’ve bitch slapped her too, good for u Nora

Sister MJ saying her horoscope was right, we are the same😭

Wtf is spotted dick? Also I laughed because I’m immature Lmaoo

Sister J eating the pudding, she knows how to get to sister MJ 😂 I love them

Trixie teasing Jane about the Reverend lol aw

“I can’t knit I had a heart attack this morning” ME TRYING TO GET OUT OF THINGS

8 kids in one bedroom though yikes

Cute and classic bedroom moments 😭💕

“Naughty version of eggnog” like coquito? Lol nah, coquito is the bomb

IM CRYING SISTER BERNADETTE LOOKING IN THE DOORWAY

THIS BREAKS MY HEART EVERYTIME

THEY FUCKING CLOSED THE DOOR ON HER, MY BBY. I WANT TO HUG HER 💔💔💔 she deserves the world

Who is this irrelevant ass vicars wife? “Cherrio”

I’m so sorry Nora

Ew wtf a rat just bit the baby?

“Just tell me what you want sister” SHE WANTS YOU DOCTOR

THE WAY THEYRE LOOKING AT EACH OTHER OMG IM SHOOK

WHAT THE HELL TIM WHY DID YOU RUIN THE MOMENT ?!

sister MJ wants to roll bandages, make it happen! lol I love that Cynthia and Jane unwrap them all for her 😭

Aww i love babies !! but that one with a funny nose uhh

SISTER BERNADETTE BLOWING THE WHISTLE AND CHEERING 💕 MY HEART SHE IS SO ADORABLE

Aw I wish Trixie could have another scene going through old pictures and maybe share old stories with the new nurses💔 unlikely but you know I can hope. SHE DID HAVE THAT PHOTO OF HER AND CYNTHIA ON HER MIRROR LAST SUNDAY💕

“I’m a woman on a mission” beatrix, light in my life

Curly locks lol, when I was younger I  was called Shirley temple and when I dyed my hair I was called Goldie locks.. mind u that lasted into high school 😂 I’m staying blonde for good though, I don’t think I can pull off anything else

DONT GO OUT WITH HIM TRIXIE, HE’S TRASH

Laura Main’s angelic voice ✨👼🏼

who am I kidding she’s an angel

you know what would be fun and a dream? to go out with the ctm cast and get drunk and take trashy snapchat videos singing

Gin & a hot bath??

Trixie looked him up lol, good move

BUT HE’S STILL TRASH and an asshole

Pickle knife ?

again, this irrelevant vicar’s wife? vete ya

Everyone thinks Sister MJ is senile but she knows what’s up with Sister Bernadette..

“..but is all blank sadness and continued tears”  MY HEART💔 sister Bernadette/Shelagh has spent the majority of this show crying/being sad/distressed ugh!! Laura Main plays is beautifully but I CRY!? Let her be uninterruptedly happy please 😭💕

she (and helen) ruined me tbh, I used to have dignity

Is Jenny really naive or is she just pretending not to understand??

SEE SISTER BERNADETTE IS ON SCREEN AGAIN & IS UPSET

“I almost wish I was physically ill..” okay bRb CRYIN. THIS IS WHY I CANT WATCH THESE OLDER EPISODES I CRY TOO MUCH, I DONT LIKE TO SEE HER UNHAPPY

Remember when I started the show and didn’t know it was gonna ruin my life? Or before I grew attached? Yea me neither lmaoo those were the days when I thought downton killed me. I Didn’t know what was coming 😂 still love downton though rip #downtonmoviepls

Knitting needles?? aye dios mio

HA GREMLIN TIM AND JACK

Again how much is a gunniea and how do I spell it? I could google it but I’m busy here

She was willing to sell her wedding ring and risk her life for an unprofessional abortion. DO YOU SEE THE ISSUE? This isn’t just the a period drama either. Shit is real

“Are babies more valued because they can survive or do they survive beside they are more valued?” good question sis

lol Jane was so sweet and just bounced with no word

AT LEAST I KNOW WHERE SHE WENT THOUGH, THANKS FOR THAT NZ CUT SCENE

Trixie being a babe and getting ready to do her nails 😍💕 I wish I could do mine well but I’m trash and so I pay to get them done

The cross cutting in this scene is crazy but so well done (& yes look at me using real terms lol, I took a Music in film class last semester and had to know editing techniques 😂, I did fairly well too)

I really don’t know how she survived this

My bby trixie looking gorgeous as per usual. I love her so much, Helen u kill me

NO COÑFIO TRIXIE, HE’S NO GOOD

Haha why did I not remember the Gone With The Wind reference? Cynthia was so cute, I miss her carefree and happy

FRECO MOVE YOUR DAMN HAND, YOU ARE TRASH.

HE’S FICTIONAL BUT ID STILL FIGHT HIM

my poor bby😭💔 it is not your fault , he’s trash!! But this moment between the nurses warmed my cold heart

“Matrons in charge, virgins of iron” 😭😭

Aw Earth Angel playing, ✨🎼 I highkey pop to 50s/60s pandora stations

Jenny yes it’s illegal but do you think that matters rn??

TIM AS MAID MARION LMAO

Sister Bernadette looking at Dr Turner ah omg 😭they’ve come so far.

It’s not your fault Jenny but you should’ve told someone

Sister B & Tim won 👏🏼

LMAO ALL I CAN THINK OF IS THAT POST “WOAH CALM DOWN IM JUST TRYNA DATE YOUR DAD”

and she’s down, and the glasses flew

“You’ve hurt your hand” “well I’m sure there’s no need to amputate” ah sister b/shelagh lowkey has some of the funniest lines she just slips them in and people miss them !!

Here it comes ..

THE MOMENT..

“Would you like me to have a look at that?” UHM YEA

No but seriously I can barely remember what I thought when I first watched this but I knew something was gonna happen because a nurse can handle her own damn cut & well you know, she was in love with him

HE KISSED HER HAND. A fucking doctor kissed a nuns hand people, how scandalous & this was THE MOMENT I KNEW I WAS CORRUPT AND WAS GOING TO HELL, I AM SATAN I WANTED THE DOCTOR TO KISS A FREAKING NUN ON THE MOUTH LIKE WTF WHO RAISED ME? MY MOTHER WANTED IT TOO SO IDK BUT THIS KILLED ME, LIKE R.I.P HERE LIES GABBY, I WAS IN THE GROUND DECEASED. I’m actual trash. Someone dispose of me in the proper bin #recyle

for real, this is when I really knew that I was never going to love any other show like this and I allowed it to ruin me

BUT HONESTLY WHAT THE HELL WAS HE THINKING? THATS A BOLD MOVE

BOLD IN GENERAL BECAUSE YOU DONT KNOW IF SHE LIKES YOU BUT BOLD x1000 BC SHE IS A NUN, YOU KNOW MARRIED TO GOD, VOW OF CHASITY AND ALL THAt??

What if she would’ve freaked tf out or told sister Julienne? I don’t even know. I’ll just be grateful for how things turned out

“At this moment I only know I’m not turning my back on you because of you but I’m doing it because of him” AHHHH, DONT WORRY BBY GOD LOVES U AND UNDERSTANDS YOU LOVE HIM AND THE DOCTOR, LOSE THAT HABIT AND GO PROPERLY KISS PATRICK 😭

Sister MJ judging the baby contest is the purest thing & I need it to cleanse my disgusting soul that wants a dr to get with a nun #notsorrythough

“In Nonnatus we were good at tending other’s wounds and there were times I felt we were all each other’s children..” brb I’m crying I love that they’re like a family 😭💕💔

I’m so happy they didn’t kill Nora and she actually was happy in the end. I really wasn’t sure for a moment (obviously when I first watched lol)

“ Free reliable contraception came too late to help her, but in time the scientists triumphed. Her daughters and granddaughters lives remained transfigured, long after man left fleeting footprints on the moon.” Vanessa always knowing what to say in the end.

Lets see how the pill is going to be reintroduced this series, I’m interested  in how it’s going to play out.

I’ve said that so many times though so I’ll be done

The End.

[C-1 / M-18] Text Two

i planned writing a poem

it's like a small bio, but harder, so i got nervous again a loot, but i did it, a lot, i hope you're doing great in you life, i wish you success, you are sweet, i wish you success

talking about silence

nobody heard silence

noone ever seen nobody

this is an answered question

obvious answers are not silent enough

shocking discoveries are mess

you hear what you expect

you live in sound like this

everybody have to ask any question

do you even care about silence

1 group. no is the question, some respondents answered

2 group. no is an animal instinct, fear of death, quite primitive, they noticed

world is safe now, thanks to group 1. for defending happiness of group 2. group 1 is happy also, but may seem

a little be bothered, dead bodies, beautifully positioned

on the main square, smells of kandinsky and rothko and

other death artists, but there's a theory, that they killed

their twins, because it could become a huge risk for their

reputation, and money, and power, and pizza delivery services all around disneyland

thinking about silence

way more intimate

immortal imposible

patient patience

fighting for

[how to be a good patient\\\\]

time to wait

[how to succeed in modern patienting\\\\]

for irrationalize

[you'll never know\\\\]

his being

[you killed me, bark bark: how to avoid pranks & counterprank a veterinarian\\\\]

why irrationalizing

[Foucault's kiss-off-ers: best interviews with dead leaders of modern world by Michel F. 1358-1503

is not a scientific method

why it is bad

it's underrated, i am angry, u r g h video birds opening their mooouuths to mcdoalds radio ad, and then go wild and angry, how come, birdiies, did Ronald hurt your feelings, birdeyed pigeons? No, you just filthy hippunk you smell trashcan i ate from last month, losers, birds go away from my trashcan, it's my land

Rebrand, repack, retype, reposition, reclaim, react

Since next season...

[hanz zimmer was killed during the recording of this 40 sec. audio piece for local TV Show. Only a few knew that he lived in poverty, he had nothing to it, but he did great career as a sound-designer, he reinvented the "new sincerety orchestra" concept of music genius deathstyle by his own death. Death of hanz - by Hanz Zimmer. We will never foget how cool u sound, espesically when you pretend to die at a first time, when you created automated algorythm of psycho-movie-sound-epic-beautifullness laboratory, buy zip from piratebay now]

Bad guys get even more powerful

Now its scientific and defence-friendly

IRRATIONALIZATION. THE METHOD.

use accordingly to your heart. be yourself, you are doing great, xx

doctor fighting

for time of patience

against the patient

who's not fighting

at all

he actually was saying that

"Doctor, I'm not fighting at all, and I feel great"

"I know your mother who is 132 now, yeah, am i right 132?"

"Damn, I gonna fight" he mumbled as a featuring vocalist on track of Dr.Dre, all sales will go directly to good people suffering from bad thing, that's god's plan, patient, patience, money tree plantation, dr.dre said detox is still bad, it was released as a secret wu-tang album long time ago, and it's still bad, ofc, i hoped it gonna be eaten by snakes, or some creatures like that.

I fight all the time anyway, so why stop now? - patient said to himself with a voice of a old turtle

world is full of sympathy for fighters, n turtles, and fighters for turtles, fighters are cool guys

non-fighters have never did something really meaningful

but they have the right to be that kind of people, i suppose, its their choise. New gig "Difference! Hoo-ray!" will be announced soon. Early-bird tickets earlier than bird tickets. Dont mess up poor birds. Thx xx

acceptance pr compaign is great

prepare your bad mood FOR AN UNBELIEVABLE ADVENTURE

WE ARE AGAINST

hypocricity and ignorance

suffering and offering

Open letter of \-generation reps to all of our freedomers

it's very well designed, wow, looks like every next letter from this generation is their best hit. So, lets do it, analyzeee! Decodeee! There will be a cola-break in 1 hour. hwg/..

kids must be adulting us

*poof* *click* money out of nothing

they owe us a lot forever

this is my house,

and this is my flag

you must be home by 10 p.m.

you understaand. ten!!! P MMM!!

you must be home dead, 100% heroic,

unkissed and unpacked

colgate toothbrush ad-kids

clean&clear cream ad-kids

dead virgins face

with scars so natural

with scars so juicy

with scars as a passcode

()

brother laptop

browser porn history

videos shoot only in

the dark, no face can be seen

only superbowl sounds

, alone in the dark

screaming out loud!!!!!

I AM NOT HUNGRY DAAAMMMIT, U GET IT

I AAAAM NOOT HUNGRY ANYMORE

I AM FREE AND LIGHT

DAD I DON'T NEEED YR

MONEY SWEATY FILTHY GREEN ROT ON

THEM, NOT DEAD PRESIDENTS

SWEATY PRESIDENTS YOU KNOW

POLITICS HAVE HEART PROBLEMS

POST TRUTH, WHERE'S YOUR SYMPATHY

I AM FREE OF WHATEVER I AM EXPECTED TO BE

I AM NOOT YOUUR SOLDIER, U FEAR MEE?

I AM NOT YOUUR LOOOVER, U FEEL MEE?*

[than lyrics were optimised for his presidental

company motto, now two phrases collide into one, fuck tautology]:

I AM NOT A SOLDIER 2026

dead virgins face

counted, dead virgin face one

dead virgin face two

bigdata-friendly

analyzed bodies

SoC-inc statistics show

fatal backpageness

of dead virgin faces in national memory

in their school friends' memories

as a brand signs, woow, great idea arthur, really, thanks

cost per mille

(0.99$ - the metaphor of

a glass of water, one more

drop of water and it will

become a drop in the ocean

so fast

tour-guiding through

the joke-hood

fools in love

modern dad moves

april 1st fooling

around carefully

shame on you

oh stop it you

shame is a protection mechanism

i truly believe it helped me a lot

it blocked some irrational intentions

irr-stuff sucks

i am happy i can share my problem

with so much of you

support you give - is priceless

thanks

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Out now

i am completely ok and safe thx, bye bye

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