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aperrywilliams · 10 months

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Under the Rain (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

(Not my gif. Credits to the creator!)

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Summary: Reader is waiting for Spencer in a restaurant to celebrate their 2nd anniversary. What happens when Spencer doesn't show up?

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending. Spencer fucked up but Reader loves him.

A/N: It's winter on this side of the world, and the rain makes me kind of sad.

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Is there anything worse than your boyfriend standing you up in a fancy restaurant on your 2nd anniversary? Yes, being stood up by your boyfriend in a fancy restaurant on your 2nd anniversary day while outside it’s raining cats and dogs.

That's worse. And pathetic.

You feel pathetic, sitting in that chair, all dolled up and waiting. You arrived at 19:30, and now your watch reads 20:45. No sight of Spencer.

What the fuck?

He was the one who suggested a romantic dinner in this very restaurant. He was the one who told you to make reservations. How could he forget it? You knew there wasn’t an active case. The very Penelope told you it was paperwork day when you texted her in the afternoon.

In the past hour, you dialed his number several times. You were worried at some point: what if something terrible happened to him? But you know bad news travels fast, so you assumed he didn’t show up just because he forgot. Deep down, you wanted there to be another explanation because if he only forgot, that would strengthen the idea of how little you mean to him.

Sensing the pitiful looks the hostess and the waitress sent you occasionally, you only wanted to dig a hole and disappear.

When the clock marked 21:00, you gave up. You asked the hostess for your coat and left the place completely silent.

The rain pouring outside was the perfect scenario for your current mood. You thought about calling a cab in front of the restaurant, but you only wanted to be far from that place as soon as possible, so you started to walk in the rain.

Goodbye to the stylish hairstyle that took you hours to achieve. Goodbye to the makeup you put so much effort into doing.

Striding along the sidewalk, you made sure to step on each water puddle you found along the way as you recalled every moment in the past months you felt Spencer away from you. And not only physically as when he was in a case. It was more than that. It was each morning he didn’t say I love you before leaving your shared apartment. It was each text he didn’t send telling you he was coming home or leaving for a case. It was each coffee you didn't share in the morning. It was each animated chat in the middle of the night you didn't have.

Were you being dramatic? You knew Spencer’s tendency to distract and engage in whatever his job could present him. In any other circumstances, you could have understood. Not tonight, though. Not when it was supposed to be your night together celebrating this milestone. The two years of love you thought were strengthening your relationship. How blind you have been. How naive.

You kept wandering on the streets with no destination. You didn’t want to come back to the apartment. You didn’t know where else to go either. So you kept walking.

Spencer Reid is a man with an eidetic memory. Everybody knows that. He can remember every piece of information people usually wouldn’t recall. He knows almost everything about anything. But even with his big brain, he sometimes has trouble keeping track of his own life. Like today.

Engrossed in a pile of manila folders from old cases, he lost time. A task meant to take just an hour or so kept him occupied and entertained for almost four hours. Emily’s voice was the only thing that brought him back from those files to reality.

“You still here?” Emily asked with a frown. Spencer looked at her oddly.

“Yeah. I was looking for patterns in our last cases in the northwest. What Tara said about the mixed murder weapons sounded familiar to me,” he explained before rubbing his eyes. He didn't notice how tired he felt until Emily interrupted him.

“Spencer, it’s almost 10 pm. And there is no active case. You can resume this tomorrow. I even thought you had plans today?”

‘10 pm’ and ‘plans today’ was enough to bring Spencer to realization.

“Fuck!” He yelped, jumping from his seat and freezing immediately, not knowing what to do.

“What?” Emily asked, seeing the panic in Spencer’s eyes.

“Shit. Shit. Shit,” he repeated over and over as he reached for his phone in his satchel.

“What is it, Reid?”

“Emily. I was supposed to be in a restaurant with (Y/N) tonight! It’s - uh - it’s our second anniversary,” he, visibly embarrassed, finished the sentence.

Emily shut her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Reid? How on earth do you forget something like that?”

“I don’t know! I - I don’t really know. Fuck. I’m an asshole!” He checked the phone: twenty missing calls. Why he left it on mute?

“Stop complaining and do something! Come on! Move your ass out of here if you want a chance of not being precisely kicked in the ass by her,” Emily instructed. She knew Spencer needed directions when he was freaking out.

Spencer rechecked his watch. It read 10:05 pm.

Swearing under his breath, he dialed your number, which went straight to voicemail. Putting his coat on, he tried again while rushing to the elevator. Maybe you were still at the restaurant? Getting in the first cab he found, Spencer headed there.

Once he arrived, he asked the hostess about you. The girl told him you left after 9 pm.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

He called you again with no success. This time you turned off your phone. Spencer’s stomach was a knot, and his heart hurt imagining you sitting alone, waiting for him.

Were you at home? Spencer guessed you wouldn't want to see him, so it was less probable. Should he go there anyway and wait for you? No. You deserved better than that. He would look for you even if it could take all night. Taking a cab, he decided to check the apartment - just in case - and grab his car keys.

As expected, you weren’t in the apartment. Spencer faced the darkness and coldness of the place, and a chill ran down his spine—the fear of losing you forever.

In the car, he thought, where you could be. It was still raining, and Spencer feared you were getting soaked and frozen, God knows where.

It was at this kind of moment Spencer wanted his eidetic memory, and all the knowledge in his brain could help to compensate for the dose of common sense he lacked.

‘Come on, Spencer. Think. For once in your life, do it for what is really important for you.’

Spencer parked and rushed out of the car, hoping his hunch was correct. He was in a park. Not any park, though. It was where he met you three years ago—where his life changed forever and for the better for once.

You were in a swing, moving softly back and forth, your feet touching the ground. Your eyes focused on the rain collecting in the nook you created with your feet in the mud.

“(Y/N)!” Spencer called once he spotted you. The rain muffled the sound of his voice.

Your eyes didn’t leave the ground. At first, you thought you were imagining things. It could have been wishful thinking that your boyfriend really cared about you. He called again, and now your brain obliged your eyes to look toward the voice’s source.

Spencer was in a corner where the park's playground began. He was looking at you and wanted to run to you, but the fear you could run away made him stay there, as the rain dampened him.

The sight of you broke him. You were utterly soaked. Your coat and lovely black dress were ruined, and your face with traces of smeared makeup. He could even spot your bloodshot eyes, swollen from crying.

He caused that. And Spencer hated himself for it.

Seeing you didn't say anything, barely acknowledging his presence, Spencer dared to take some steps forward. Your numb body didn't even flinch.

“(Y/N). I’m sorry,” were his first words. Expectable but useless for you. “I fucked it up. I’m sorry. I should have been there. I wanted to be there with you,” he apologized, giving a few steps closer to you. Not looking at him, you mumbled.

“But you weren’t. And if you really wanted to have been there, you would have.” Your voice was low and husky. You sounded tired and defeated. It was worse for Spencer. For him, you should be yelling. Telling him how hurting you were. How an asshole he was.

“Baby, there is no excuse for what I did. The last thing I want in my life is to hurt you. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” Spencer’s voice broke with each word.

What had he done? Why? How can he be so stupid? He loves you. You’re the most important person in his life, so why did he do that to you? How can he fix it?

Still not looking at him, you spoke again.

“I can’t understand, Spencer. It was our anniversary. You were the one who suggested doing it,” you remind him. He nodded, kneeling in front of you. It didn’t matter the mud, and it didn’t matter the rain still falling. Spencer needed to look at your eyes to explain himself.

“I’m an idiot. I lost track of time and forgot,” he mumbled. You held up your head and finally looked at him.

“You forgot? So it's true I’m not that important to you,” you concluded sadly. Spencer’s eyes widened.

“No! Don’t say that!” he pleaded.

“Am I wrong? I don’t think so.” Your chin wobbled, but you needed to say it. “I know your job is important, Spencer. I do. And I never wanted to compete with that because I thought I didn’t have to. But after these past months, I think I need to get used to the idea I lost you already,” you acknowledged with a pained sob betraying you. It was the pang of the meaning behind your own words.

The memories of the past months flashed before Spencer's eyes. And there he saw it. The kisses he didn't give you, the 'I love you' he didn't tell you. The nights he didn't sleep by your side—all the things he has been missing.

He realized that although he never doubted his love for you, he stopped nurturing it and took it for granted.

Crying, he took your hands, and by divine grace, you didn't push him away.

No words he could say would be enough to convey how sorry he was. But he needed to try because he didn’t want to lose you. You needed to know he loved you and that you owned his heart. You needed to know he just realized he made a mistake, and he wants to fix it.

“The first time I saw you in this very place, you were slowly swaying in this exact spot with your eyes focused on the book in your hands. I was so mesmerized that I never thought I would get the nerve to talk to you, you know? But I did. And when I saw the warm look you gave me when I asked you if you had read the author's biography, I felt my heart warming as never before. And when I heard your laugh after I clumsily tried to flirt with you? I swear it was the sound I wanted to hear for the rest of my life,” Spencer confessed, eyes sparkling at the memory. You fondly recalled it too. You never liked to talk with strangers all of a sudden, but with Spencer? It felt natural and right.

“You let me in in your life. You opened your heart to me and taught me how to do that too. You realized I’m not the best student in those matters, though,” he chuckled, seeing your nod.

“Despite that, you believed in me. You gave me a chance to love you, and I swear loving you has been the most natural thing that has ever happened to me. You have made me so happy (Y/N). You have no idea. And that is the problem. I have not known how to love you the way you deserve. I hadn't realized what I was doing. I'm sorry. I spent much of my life fending alone, not walking with anyone by my side. And I know that does not excuse my behavior. Even so, I dare to ask for an opportunity to prove you do not have to compete with my job. Give me a chance to prove to you I can be better. I can be the man who deserves your love. Please let me gain back your love and the privilege to hear you laugh again."

Spencer was almost out of breath when he was done speaking. You mulled in his words as his hands enveloped yours, patiently awaiting your response. Would you give him a chance?

As the rain continued pouring down, your eyes focused on him, still kneeling before you with hopeful eyes.

You know he loves you. Even if he needs to be better at proving it to you. And you love him even if you feel hurt for what he did. You both would have to work to make it work. You both deserved the chance, though.

The answer to his question was clear then.

You hopped off the swing and kneeled, not releasing his hands grasp and pulling him to catch his lips with yours. He kissed you back with everything he had. When both parted, you smiled at him, and Spencer was trying to figure out what that meant. You spoke to make it clear.

“Please, just don't make me regret being in this same place three years ago.”

Spencer earnestly shook his head.

“I won’t. I promise,” he told you before kissing you again under the rain.

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#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid angst #spencer reid x fem!reader #dr. spencer reid #spencer reid fanfic #under the rain #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n

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bahrmp3 · 1 year

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[id: 6 gifs from season 3, episode 23 “family business” from the tv series “star trek: deep space nine”, the gifs show commander benjamin sisko and jake sisko in their personal quarters.

1st gif: sisko is cooking, he is humming to himself when jake enters their personal quarters, “hey, dad.“ jake greets his father, and places his bag on a chair. sisko turns back to look at jake, he tells him, “jake-o. take your seat.”

2nd gif: “dinner's almost ready.” sisko continues, he dusts his hands off to get rid of any spices left. jake comes to stand next to his father and tells him, “hmm. let me guess.”

3rd gif: jake continues, “you've convinced the peljenites to exchange ambassadors with the federation.” he grabs the salad bowl and grabs something to eat. “how did you know that?” sisko asks as he pays attention to the food, he notices jake eating from the salad bowl and chides him with a gesture to put it down.

4th gif: “you're cooking chicken paprikish.” jake replies, and sisko corrects him on the food name, “paprikash.”

5th gif: “you only cook hungarian food when you're in a really good mood.” jake mentions his observation, “you know, i always said that you are a smart child.” sisko replies, he grabs the food.

6th gif: “runs in the family.” jake replies smiling, “huh.” sisko smiles back at him. /end id]

#startrekedit #scifiedit #ds9edit #deep space nine #deep space 9 #benjamin sisko #jake sisko #ds9 #my stuff #*#**#tv*#ds9*#i love love love moments like these so much (i also found out that avery had to push really hard for them and what the fuck?)#anyway i giffing this i remember that later one there will be a captain yates/sisko convo thats basically [jake is a very smart child /#he must have got it from his mum] and vs this here [smart child / runs in the family] love love love it

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redhead1180 · 2 months

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Mommy

Pairing - JJ x fem!reader

Summary - JJ gets a little needy

Warnings - MDNI - Smut, oral, cursing, sub!JJ x Dom!reader, p in v, creampie, Mommy kink, I think that's it, but let me know if I missed any

A/n - Got this idea from @juniebugg as we both needed a Mommy kink JJ. Only my 2nd published story, hope it's not terrible. Not entirely proofread, so I am sure errors exist. His tongue in this gif just made me cream my pants.

18+. MDNI below cut

After a long day of surfing, you and the pogues were finally back at the Chateau for a bonfire and drinks. You were sitting on JJ's lap, halfway turned to him, with your arm around him, rubbing his neck and running your fingers through his hair. Every so often you would tug a little and JJ would let a little whimper out, telling you he was in one of his moods. The kinda of mood that made you grin like a Cheshire cat.

"Baby can we got to bed?" JJ whines in your ear.

"Just a little longer, Mama isn't ready for bed yet." I whisper back. He looks at you, his ocean blue eyes pleading with you to change your mind. "Stop begging, you won't change my mind." I say sternly but sweetly. His bottom lip juts out just a little.

As we all laugh and joke, I feel JJ getting fidgety and he can barely sit still. I feel his hard on through my jean shorts and sigh knowing he wasn't going to last much longer. I tell the group we are going bed and grab JJ's hand to walk into the Chateau. He is nearly on top of me following behind me as we head to spare room, aka JJ's room.

We get into the bedroom and JJ locks the door, I turn around and tell him to strip and sit on the bed. He sits and starts rambling "I'm sorry mommy, I just...you looked so damn good in your bikini, surfing and I just need you so bad." I look over and his dick is so red and precum already coming out the tip. I walk over and lean over him, my cleavage right in front of his face, and teasingly ask "Do you need mommy to make you feel better, help you out?" He let's out a whimper, "yes, o fuck, yes mommy".

I could tell he wanted to touch my tits so bad, but didn't want to get in trouble.

"Has my baby boy been a good boy today?" I ask.

He nods, "JJ, remember we use our words"

He whispers "yes mommy"

I reach up and slowly untie my bikini top, letting it fall down to the floor. My eyes never leave his as I watch him almost drool seeing my boobs free, then I unbutton and unzip my shorts and push them down and off, making a little show for him, leaving me in my bikini bottoms. His hands are fists as he grabs the sheets beneath him and he lets out a little whine.

"Do you want to untie mommy's bikini for me?" I ask.

JJ's head literally turns into a bobble head as he mumbles "yesmommyfuckyes" He reaches out and quickly unties and tosses the bottoms across the room. He goes to grab my hips and I tsk at him. He whines and puts his hands back beside him on the bed. I can tell it is taking every ounce of control from him not to just grab me and slam me on the bed, but he does not want a repeat of last time when he didn't follow my orders. When I edged him for nearly an hour before letting him cum.

I lean down and kiss him, slipping my tongue in his mouth, as I slowly push him down on the bed. He feverishly kisses me back, letting out a moan as the kiss deepens. As he lays down I let his cock rub against my body as I slide up him, sitting on his rock hard abs. I start kissing down his jaw line and onto his neck finding his sweet spot. He let's out a groan and his hips jerk up as I let out a soft giggle. I start to grind my wet pussy against his abs, as I continue my assault on his neck and collarbone.

"Mommy please let me touch, please I need to touch you"

I sit up to look at him, his pupils blown, eyes begging me to let him have more. I reach for his hands and pull them up to my boobs and use his hands to knead them. He groans as I let go letting him continue and finding some release. I reach back and using my thumb, gently rub the tip of his cock, smearing precum around the tip. He lets out a pornographic moan and bucks his hips up, sliding his cock through my hand. I rub just a few seconds and let go, JJ whimpers and I tsk.

"Mommy wants to sit on your face, if your a good boy and finish mommy off, you can pick which hole you want." JJ had always said from the beginning that he loves when I sit on his face and if he died that way what a way to go.

Bobble head JJ is back, "I will make mommy feel so good, come here"

I slide up, moving my thighs to be more comfortable and hover him.

He gently asks, "can I use my hands?"

"Yes baby"

That was all the permission he needed, he grabbed my thighs pulling me down on his face and he licks a long strip from pussy to clit. He starts slithering his tongue all around my folds, licking every inch as if he is starved. Slipping his tongue in your hole, you moan and grab his hair with one hand and the headboard with another. He licks and sucks and prys his tongue into you until you are grinding his face. Using his hands he reaches and pries open your folds and starts sucking on your clit. He switches between sucking and licking and you can feel the burning in your belly increase. You cry out "O god" and can feel JJ smile.

"Am I making mommy feel good" he asks.

"Mommy's getting so close baby" I gasp out.

He grazes his teeth along my clit and goes back to fucking me with his tongue, I can't stop the moaning and gasps as I get so close. Grinding on him so hard he has to be suffocating, but JJ doesn't stop. I feel the band in my belly start to give and my legs and thighs start to shake.

"Jay I'm cum-"

JJ gives me one more hard suck and bites my clit and I let out a scream and my juices gush all over his face. He licks up every ounce of juice and slowly roles me to my back. I look up and smile and he asks with a smirk "Did mommy like that?"

I chuckle and say, a little breathlessly, "Good boy, now which hole would you like tonight?"

JJ grins "I want pussy and on top tonight"

"A little demanding aren't ya baby boy?" I ask and raise an eyebrow.

"I think I earned it after the orgasm I just gave you" he pouts

I reach up to kiss him, tasting a little of myself, "Hmm I guess you did" as I wrap my legs around him.

He kisses me, his hand slides down over my breast, down my stomach, to my core running his fingers over my sensitive clit and folds. I feel his tip at my entrance and he slowly pushes his cock in me, I gasp, the burn and stretch always feels good. He leans his forehead on mine, staring into my eyes, as he pushes all the way till his hips meet the back of my thighs. He throws his head back and let's out an achy groan.

He pulls out to the tip and slams back onto me, not giving me time to adjust. I could feel subby JJ start slipping away as he speeds up, pounding into me. The attention and neediness fulfilled, he was going back to normal JJ. I didn't mind, the way he was hitting my g-spot, the sky could have caught fire and I wouldn't care.

"Harder" I pant

He grins and dripping with his southern drawl says "As you wish mommy."

He pulls my legs up over his shoulders and starts pounding into me. I let out a half scream and half moan as I scrape my fingernails down his back. He hisses and I no doubt leave some marks.

"Must have found the right spot" he teases as sweat trickles down his forehead. I grab his his ass with one hand and wrap my other around his back, "uh-uhs" flying out of my mouth.

"God, Y/N, you're so fucking tight, feel amazing. Jesus Fuck"

"O God"

"Nah just me baby" JJ brags.

Any other time I would have a sarcastic quip back, but right now I could barely form a thought.

Fire and electricity were rushing through my veins to my core as I could feel JJ's tip smashing into to that gummy spot that causes my eyes to roll back. The band in my stomach was stretched to its breaking point, and I could feel myself about to snap.

"I'm about to cum!"

"Cmon, baby, come for me " JJ breathed into my ear

He just got the words out when my orgasm hit me like a truck at 200 miles an hour. I screamed and dug my nails in his ass and back. I vaguely could hear JJ grunting. After a few more thrusts, JJ slams into me letting out a loud moan and holds it as I feel strings of cum release into me. JJ slowly helps us ride out our high until he collapses on me and buries his face in my neck.

As we lay there, our sweaty bodies intertwined, I run my fingers through his hair, giving him a kiss on his forehead. He lays his head on my chest as we both pant, feeling him get soft while still in me. I hug and he looks up a me and smiles. Reaching up to give me a passionate kiss.

"I love you and am the luckiest guy in the world." He grins at me.

I chuckle and look at him. "I love you too"

He gently pulls out, knowing I am sensitive, and I whine a bit. He chuckles and says "I am not going far." He roles to the side of me and pulls me close. I snuggle into him and find I can't keep my eyes open falling asleep almost immediately.

JJ lays awake a bit longer, watching me sleep and thanking whoever was upstairs that I was his. Soon JJ dozed off never letting go of me.

#jj maybank #outer banks #obx #jj maybank smut #jj obx #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x you #sub!jj #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank imagine #jj outer banks

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zablife · 1 year

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This look he has just reeks of touch my wife one more time and I'll raise hell. Or reader is shy (and married to Tommy) and is trying not to be rude + moving to stop the touches on her arm. Tommy sees if they keep doing it before he intervenes

Tommy watching you do just anything at home

John pretending to read but watching you tell a someone off. Also him waiting to see if the guy does something

Sorry 😅idk what to do with myself

Tysm for the ask, darl! I love all of these amazing ideas! Protective Tommy makes me feral and that look in the 2nd GIF is pure sunshine. However, I've written loads of Tommy requests recently so I'll show John some love.

Place Your Bets

"You there!" a mean looking drunk shouted over the din of the betting shop. You didn't bother looking up from your desk as you concentrated on taking a customer's bet over the telephone.

Undeterred, the man slowly clomped toward you, swaying as he walked. He approached wreaking of whisky and body odor and you hung up as quickly as possible to shoo him away. Rising from the desk you motioned to the back of the queue, closer to the doors where the stench would be carried away with the breeze. "You'll have to wait your turn," you informed him tersely.

"I know you," he said with a sneer, showing off a row of rotten, yellow teeth. "You was the lass who took my bet last week."

You turned away, unsure how the poor sod had placed his bet and not caring in the slightest.

"I'm talking to you!" he shouted and you turned with fire dancing in your eyes as he dared to continue. "You gave me that rubbish tip about Monaghan Boy!" he said, wiping his nose on the back of his sleeve.

"Gonna let your missus handle that one?" a secretary asked as she passed John's desk.

John lowered his paper as he shrugged, "Why not? She can take care of herself better than half the men here," he said, voice swelling with pride. He grinned to himself as he thought of all the times you'd bested him in an argument and counted himself lucky someone else was on the receiving end of your temper for once.

"He must have been off his tits! Came in dead last," the man grumbled to you.

"You'd know something about that, eh?" you countered, snickering as you pushed past him to gather a few papers.

"What did you say to me?," the man asked, puffing out his chest.

"Oh, God, this is going to be good," John said with a slight giggle. He could tell by your folded arms and the way your foot began to tap rapidly against the floorboards you were properly angry now.

You whipped around, annunciating your words as if he were a complete idiot, because he was. "I said you're a fucking drunk who made a shit bet so don't come in here and throw a wobbler like a bloody child!"

Sitting back to watch the drama unfold from behind his paper, John snickered as he listened to you give the man a tongue lashing. The man retaliated calling you a cunt.

John sucked in a breath. "Ooh, I wouldn't call her that, mate!" John commented to no one in particular, shaking his head. He kicked his feet off the desk and leaned forward slightly to see how you would return the insult.

You wagged a finger in the man's face, half his size, but berating him as though you were equally matched. "Call me that once more and I'll cut ya, ya filthy animal! Don't fuck with me!"

That's when John saw the man reach out to grab you by the arm and he was on his feet in seconds, pounding the floorboards menacingly. He pinned the man to the wall, narrowing his eyes at the bastard who dared lay a hand on you, asking, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" The man could only gurgle in response as John held him by the throat.

You brushed your sleeve, noting the dirt he'd left behind with a frown before collecting yourself and lightly placing a hand on John's shoulder. He turned to look at you, eyes softening, but grip remaining firm.

"Can I borrow your blade, darling? Left mine in me other skirt," you said, voice as thick and sweet as honey.

"Of course, love," he said, handing it over with a quick kiss.

"Wait, wh-what's sh-she going to do with that?" the man stuttered, too afraid to move.

"Cut your balls off, I reckon," John replied. Breaking out into a shit eating grin, he reached up to smack the man on the cheek a couple of times. Then he pulled back to take in the look of horror as he snorted, "Nah, just take your eyes. She's a blinder after all and she did warn ya not to fuck with her."

#zablife ask box #Peaky Blinders fanfic #Peaky Blinders imagine #John Shelby #John Shelby fanfic #John Shelby imagine #John Shelby x you #John Shelby x y/n #John Shelby x reader

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s-heon · 3 months

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Love is in the Air

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valentines is a time to celebrate and cherish our loved ones, even if it isn't romantic. it is a month for all kinds of love, romantic or platonic and i wanted to created this event to appreciate every single of my followers and supporters who have been there for me throughout my whole tumblr journey. words cannot describe just how grateful i am and now i want to do my best to give back what you guys have done for me.

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soap-tk141 · 12 days

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A new side

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Dom! John Mactavish x sub! fem! reader

Minors do not interact. 18+. NSFW. Smut.

Warnigs are under "readmore"

⚠️ warning ⚠️: praise, oral Fem receiving, fingering, overstimulation, rough sex (but not hardcore rough like in the gif), powerplay(?), manhandling, gloves stays on (hehe), doggy style, hard backshots, light bondage, unprotected sex, p in v. If I miss something, pls let me know.

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A/N: This is my first time that I write for reboot Soap. This fic, I have take time to write instead of rushed like the drabble with Captain Mactavish. I'm more satisfied with this fic. It's also proof read. The backshots are inspired by the post I saw of Soap backshots hdc. The fic is 2nd pov, and I use (Name) a couple times. I hope Soap is in character. In the fic, Soap wears the "hawk uniform". Also it's pretty self indulgent. And I hope you enjoy my fic, I did my best!

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While you are cleaning materials you use for watercolor painting and tidying up before you go home, you receive a Whatsapp message from John, your boyfriend.

You look at your smartphone screen and read his message.

John: Hey (Name). Remember few days ago that you have asked me to act as Sergeant tae ya?

Your eyes slightly widen when you read his message. You glance around if your colleagues' artists are in distance from you and not walking close to you before you reply.

You don't want anyone to look at your phone. Your mouth turns into a grin while you type a message back to John.

(Name): Yeah, what about that?

You send your reply. It honestly sounds to you like a dry answer that you send to him, but you don't want to get too hyped and only get disappointed if you reply with 'Does that mean you're going do it?!' You see John is typing and sending another message.

John: Have thought about it. And since you asked me nicely, I will do it for ya. ;) Today after you come back from work.

The message made you squeal. You feel bashful of his message. You put your hand to cover your grinning mouth.

You remember a few days ago when you asked John to act as Sergeant to you in an intimate time, (well John really is a Sergeant) he was slightly surprised and asked you why.

You gathered all your courage to tell your reason and, obviously John teases you about what you've told him. But he has figured it out a while ago that you find his military side hot.

You feel honestly a bit ashamed but you know that John will never judge and be respectful to you. You've also told him that he can think about it, since you've noticed that John was thinking of what to answer after he teases you, his face expression showed he was serious and doubtful. So John needed some to think about.

And today, he gave you the answer that makes you happy. You are now quickly continuing cleaning and tidying your watercolor painting materials with enthusiasm.

You can't stop smiling, your heart is racing in your chest, you feel like this is the best day of your life. After you're done with cleaning and tidying up, you put your coat and put your shoulder bag over your shoulder, say goodbye to your colleagues before you leave your art gallery studio.

You walk to the train station, you see you have to wait for four minutes until your train arrives. While you wait, you put your headphones on your head to listen to your music.

You notice that not only do you feel excited but also nervous. Many scenarios of how and what will happen between John and you in an intimate time fill your mind. "Maybe he will act as Sergeant while waiting for me in our bedroom? Or is he going to suprise me when I enter our home?"

You begin to think a bit too much, your feelings of nervousness and excitement grow slowly bigger as every minute has passed, and you come closer to home.

Half an hour has passed, and you walk to your home with a bright smile. Your cheeks hurt from smiling. You grab your keys out of your coat, before you put the keys in the lock of the entrance door of the house, you take a deep breath.

You unlock the door and enter the hall of John's and your house. You close the door behind you and put your keys in your coat. You pull your coat and your shoulder bag off you, after that you put your coat on the coat rack before you enter the living room.

You put your shoulder bag on the couch, your eyes wander around in the living room, you hear only the sound from the radio but, no sign of John.

That you only hear the radio and John isn't here feels a bit intense for you, since he told you-now more messaged to you that he will do it today, you don't know what he's planning.

"Special Forces! Show me your hands!" You heard a sudden loud masculine voice from behind, which made you startled. Thankfully, the voice sounds familiar because it's your boyfriend John.

You wanted to move, but for some reason, you froze, since it was out of the blue for you that John commanded out of a sudden. "Now turn around." As you submit his command and turn around, you let out a breathy gasp when you see John holds an old rifle and is pointed at you, that he literally pointed his old rifle at you made you jolt your and with your instinct you take a small backwards.

You also see John wears an blue t-shirt, over his t-shirt he wears an tactical vest with gear on it. He wears washed blue straight leg jeans and black hiking boots. John has tactical straps over his right clothed leg. The tactical straps is attached on the leather brown belt. He also wears black gloves and an watch on his left wrist.

It makes you a bit nervous, you feel your body tense. John's face looked serious and intimidating. Your eyes meet his blue ones, it feels like he's staring at you like you're his target.

He makes you feel uneasy and nervous. His face turns more calm and friendly. "(Name), calm down." Said John, trying to reassure you.

He lowers his old rifle and shows you it doesn't have a mag since it's an old weapon. "It's complete empty. No mag. No bullets."

You sigh with relief. If it wasn't John but a different unknown man that pointed a rifle at you, then it would be a much different story, a scary one.

After John sees you being a bit more relaxed, he goes back to serious Sergeant self and points his old rifle at you. Of course, John will keep an eye on you, he makes sure you will enjoy it from the beginning to the end without being hurt. "Now get on your knees." John commanded you.

That he commands you is so thrilling. You slowly get on your knees at your own pace, trying not to lose your balance while still keeping your hands up.

John puts his old rifle in his medical vest, so it's stuck and hangs on it. He walks to you, turns around and goes kneeling behind you. You feel his gloved hands touching your body, checking if you have a dangerous object which obviously you don't have.

But you feel his warm breath on the back of your neck, making you feel bashful. You suddenly let out a shudder of breath when John feels his gloved hands glide over your sides and curve from up to down.

You get goosebumps when you hear his chuckle. "Ye're one of the few targets that listen well to my orders without protests." His comment made you smile shyly at his teasing tone. But you're not sure if it's a compliment.

You noticed that you're in the role as the target for John. "Well, why shouldn't I? Besides, I did nothing wrong." You said and let out a small nervous laugh of feeling excitement.

You hear John chuckle from behind. "Ya really think ye'r innocent? If ya really are, I have to check if you're not hiding something from me under your clothes." His voice sounds dark yet playful, you hold your breath, feeling excited and nervous about what he's planning for you.

You feel him grabbing both of your wrists by using his gloved hand, his other gloved hand holding your right waist and helping you stand up ,so you won't fall. John guides you to the bedroom.

You feel your heart thumping louder in your chest. "Eh, what're you planning to do John?" You glance slightly back at John with a nervous smile. You see his mouth turns into a sly smirk. "Ye'll ken what happens lass." Oh God.

As John guides you, entering in the bedroom and close the door behind him. He lets go of your wrists and waist and takes a few steps away from you. "Strip." You blink a few times from his straightforward order, before you want to speak he interrupted you again. "Strip now (Name)." John's voice sounds a bit impatient and commanding.

He doesn't want to waste any time. You see John is still standing and waiting. You let out shaky breath before you take your upper clothes off. When you take it off, you notice he's staring at you, which makes you feel a bit flustered.

You then take off your shoes, socks and your bottom clothes till you're only in your underwear, looking still a bit flustered at him. "All of it." Commanded John, you stay silent for few seconds, progressing of what is going on.

His voice sounds deadly serious, like he meant it. Even tho you want this and you like this side of him. You shy when you unclip your bra and let it drop on the floor. You pull your underwear off and let it also drop on the floor. It's vulnerable for you that you're the only one naked, but you honestly really like it.

As you're completely naked, John grabs a plastic double flex cuffs out of the pocket of his tactical gear vest. He walks to you while analyzing your face if he sees any discomfort, but he sees none of it.

John grabs both of your wrists and cuffs them behind your back. "Get on the bed." John ordered, and pushes you on the bed. You get on your knees and position yourself to lay on your back, but the plastic double flex cuffs that restrain your wrists press against your naked back uncomfortably.

John sees it and grabs your arm. "Wait." He says while manhandling you, but not in a rough way surprisingly by making you lay on your side, he grabs a pillow and set between your back and your restraint wrists so you don't feel the plastic cuffs against your back anymore.

John scoffs when he sees your outer lips are wet when he spreads your legs. "Already wet lass? And I didn't do anything. Heh, you must really like to be ordered by an Sergeant don't ya?" John smirks as his gloved index finger rub over your wet slit.

The friction of his gloved finger feels good that made you buck your hips. Your breathing becomes shallow. "E-Eh no...." You said with a bit shy voice, feeling embarrassment to admit. "No? Well your body say somethin' else." John's smirk grew wider as his gloved finger drew small circles on your clit.

Your body tenses up, you feel the pleasure is beginning to slowly build up. You try to hold your moans and only let out breathy sighs and close your eyes. "Ha...~" You suddenly feel his gloved hand holding your jaw firmly.

It makes your eyes open and see John is close to your face. "Dinnae look away." Command John as his gloved index finger slowly enters inside you. You feel it burn a bit inside you, but John will distract the burning feeling by using his gloved palm to rub against your clit. "Ha~ Haa~" Your soft moans made John smug. "Aye, that's it bonnie lass, don't hold your voice back." His gloved finger thrusts faster and faster, making clapping wet sounds.

You let out a breathy gasp and arch your back. It's getting harder for you to look at John. John's grip on your jaw gets a bit tighter when you can't help but close your eyes from intense pleasure feeling, he curls his gloved finger inside you, the warm walls squeezing tightly against his gloved finger.

He's hitting the sweet spot. "Keep looking at me." John ordered you again. His voice sounded more rough and stern. He pressed his lips against yours harshly, kissing you roughly and swallow all the sounds that came out of your mouth.

His tongue ravages your mouth, toying your tongue, you whimper from his rough messy kiss. You feel a bit of warmth as saliva drools out of your mouth. John pistons his gloved finger inside you, feeling your wet pussy squeezing his finger.

After he released your lips, you let out a gasp for breath, you feel your face is heated. John's kiss made you feel breathless. You look at him and see he's also breathless. His mouth turns into a smug grin and fingers you harder.

You let out a gasp when he's fingering you roughly. "O-Oh God. J-John!" You arch your back, toes are curling, and you release your orgasm, he lets you ride your high while still fingering you.

You hear him chuckle as he pulled his gloved wet fingers out of your pussy. "Fuckin' hell, look how much ya came. I did a great job, didn't I lass?" He looks at you with a smug grin on his face. Your body feels sensitive, you feel embarrassed and look away from him.

John moves from your face, his gloved hands grab your legs and spread them wide open. "Didn't expect that sweet lass like to be treated by an sergeant. Did ya come up idea by daydreaming about me? I bet you do since you daydream a lot." Says John as he lowers himself till his face is close to your wet slit.

"W-Wait! I still feel sensitive. I need a minute, please!" You want to shove his face away from your wet core, but you almost forgot that your wrists are still tied up. You try to close your legs, but his gloved hands hold under your knees. You look at him with eyes with slight panic.

John stays silent for long seconds, then his mouth turns into a genuine smile. "All right, but don't let me wait too long. We still have long night to go." After he said that he blew on your wet sensitive slit to at least tease you a bit, he's getting cheeky as your body tense up a bit from his action. You feel flustered and excited about what John said.

After a minute or two, you feel a bit more relaxed, even though he teased you a few times by blowing on your wet core, you take a deep breath. "You can continue John." You see John goes from patiently waiting to full of excitement. "Finally. I have waited long enough lass." John's mouth dives into your wet core without hesitation.

He licks and sucks on your wet slit like a starved man. His tongue licks your slit before he sucks on your clit harshly. That he eats you out so roughly makes you let out breathy moans, your head rest on the pillow and close your eyes to enjoy this pleasure feeling. "Ah~ Ha~ Mm~." Your moans sound like music to his ears, no matter how many times he has heard of it, he never gets enough from your beautiful sounds.

John repeatedly licks and sucks on your clit, his heavy stubble beard brushes on your soft skin. It's a nice but also rough friction against you. You feel the pleasure build up in your belly again. You feel that John's tongue enters inside your core, he keeps sucking and licking it.

His nose bumps against your clit. Your breathing becomes already shallow again. His left gloved hand glides over your stomach to your left breast and squeezes it while his other right gloved hand still holds your leg to keep your leg spread.

As you feel your release coming closer and closer, your body tense up, legs in the air, toes curling and you arch your back. "J-John I think I co- Ah~" He didn't let you finish speaking, and instead he sucks hard on your clit. You let out a strangled moan as you cum into his mouth.

After you climax for a second time, but then in his mouth you feel a bit exhausted and sensitive. John licks his lips, tasting your arousal that is on his mouth, his chin and his facial hair. "Ya did great bonnie lass. Ya did fuckin' great bonnie."

He wiped it off by using the back of his gloved hand before he unzipped his zipper from his straight-leg denim jeans. Both of you feel your body is hot and bothered. John let out a groan of frustration, feeling his body hot but also suffocating from his tactical vest with gear on him.

He takes his tactical vest off. "Agh. Fuck! I can finally breathe." John's gloved hand grabs your hips and makes you flip around so you are now on your knees. He pulls the pillow that's underneath you and puts it aside.

Since you're wrists are still strained, your head rests against the pillow and your ass is up in the air. You feel his gloved hand glide over your ass to your spine, you shiver from it. "Get ready, lass. I'll never go easy on targets." What John said made your eyes widen, his voice sounded playful but also serious, and you realize he warned you he would be merciless.

Well, he was already in the beginning like that, but this is the real beginning. You feel his shaft glide over your wet folds, teasing you. But he stops quickly as he guides his cock to enter inside your core. John hissed over the warmth feeling inside of you. Your wet walls are already squeezing his cock nicely, you let out a satisfying sigh of feeling full.

John pulls his cock out except the head of his shaft, his gloved hands then grip your hips very firmly. And he thrusts his hips hardly and roughly against your ass. It almost knocks your air out. John did it again, again and again. Each time he gives you merciless backshots, his thrusts get harder and deeper.

John growls and groans as he feels your warmth walls squeezing his cock, he furrows his brows by keeping his hard thrusts at the same pace. Your moans drive him crazy. "A-Ah.~ John~." You can't think straight anymore.

You're not used to John is so rough to you, but you love it. You then feel his gloved hands move from your hips to holding firmly your left shoulder and your right arm, pressing your upper body against the sheets. "Huff! Ya want fuckin' more?" Asked John to you. Now, it doesn't sound like an ask to you since his voice sounds rough and a bit threatening. "Y-Yes. Please." Your reply sounds breathy and shallow.

You feel your body is hot and sweaty. John grins, pleased by your answer. "Good, because this ain't over yet." He gives you another rough backshot, his hips thrusts against your ass harshly. "Fuck. Ngh. Shite." John groans as he continues giving you hard backshots.

You feel your breasts and face glide over the sheets with every thrust he gives to you. "Oh God! John. John! John!" You say his name like a mantra. You feel then John stopped thrusting, his gloved hand retreat from your right wrists and goes to between your legs to rub your clit furiously and roughly.

"Ah.~ Oh.~" Your body wants to close your legs, and this time John let you and just continue rubbing your clit. But after a short while, he stops rubbing your clit, you let out whine that he suddenly stops. His gloved hands move to your restrained wrists and untie them, your arms feel limb and land on your sides of your body. "Rub your fuckin' clit." His voice sounds kinda pissed, but you're not sure and don't care and it's hot for you.

As you rub your clit by using your right hand, John thrusts his hips again, his gloved hands grab your hips again but then so harshly that they will bruise. His thrusts are now faster, deep and hard. The bedroom is filled with moans and groans.

John feels his body is also sweating, he even has small sweat stains on his t-shirt. John feels like he's coming close. "Ngh. Fuck!" John wrapped his muscular arms around your body and pressed his clothed chest against your sweaty back.

You feel his hot breath against the crook of your neck, he keeps thrusting, not caring that the pace is uneven. He groans against your ear as he spills his warmth cum inside you. But he doesn't pull his cock out. John pushes your hand away from your clit and rubs your clit roughly, and eventually you also come on his cock.

John let go of you and pulled his cock out of you. He shifts so he lies next to you. John feels hot since he still wears his 'The hawk' uniform. He glances at you and rolls over to you. John looks at you a bit worried that he might have overdone. "(Name), you okay?" You let out soft hum. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just feeling tired." You said while you gave him a smile.

John smiles back and let's out an chuckle. He comes closer to you and gives a kiss on your forehead, cheek and jawline while his gloved hand holds your body close. "Did I overdo it? Shall I be more gentle to ya then?" You shake your head, and move your tired body closer to him, you rest your head against his clothed chest. "No, I actually like it. You were quite a beast." You said while feeling a bit bashful to admit that you liked it.

John let out a short breathy laugh while his gloved hand caressed your waist, and your hip. "Aye, you have asked for it lass. A beast like me isn't going easy on sweet bonnie's like ya. But you did good of surviving my beast mode." Said John in a teasing tone with a smirk on his face.

His smirk then vanishes and goes to a smile. "(Name), even though I'm rough, I will never hurt you." You look at him with a smile and feel a bit shy. "I know. I trust you." You said softly. "I love you, John." You see John wrapping his arms around and hugging you against his athletic built body, and you hug him back. "I love you too, lass."

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thedelusionreaderbitch · 4 months

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Poly! Kanej x gn! Reader - Bound to one another

A/n: This was a fun one to write, and originally it was going to be longer (kaz and inej are barely in it lol) but my trail of thought for this one ended. Regardless, I hope you all still like it!

Summary: As an anniversary gift, Inej gifts the three of you matching knives with your titles on them. You are confused by yours.

Warnings: killing, swearing, kidnapping, slavers, the slave trade in the grishaverse, violence, not too graphic gore, I think that's it? You have been warned!

The three P's:

[Pov: 2nd person] [Pronouns used: you/your] [Pairings: (poly!) (romantic!) kanej x reader]

As always, not my gif

It had been a week before your anniversary and Inej (despite the three of you agreeing not to) had decided to gift each of you a knife. As she claimed she wasn't going to be back from the seas until the day after so she had to give it to you now.

They looked the same to the unassuming eye - cold, black, slick, grisha steel daggers. Yet every one of them had a name forged onto the blade that you could only see under certain lights.

Inej's inscribed Queen of Thieves, Kaz had Crow King, and yours was Ketterdam's Ruler.

At first yours had confused you, Inej's made sense, she really was the queen of thieves, and Kaz's was just bluntly obvious but yours seemed to always escape your mind any time you felt close to an answer. How could you be the ruler of Ketterdam, when there was already a crowning king and queen?

Even after being with the two of them after all this time doubts like this always clouded your mind, they were after all together before you ever came into the picture. What if the frame didn't fit with you in it? What if Ketterdam didn't need another Monarch?

Then the doubts would quell when Kaz would brush his hand against yours, or when Inej would slide you a book that you wanted to get and hadn't even mentioned it to her yet.

Of course they didn't disappear, like Inej they were never truly gone, but right now you had more pressing issues.

"Y/n, you need to get out of here." Kaz hissed at you as the both of you had your bodies pressed up against a wall as you peaked around to check if there were any guards.

This time it wasn't a merchant's mansion where you were going to steal some jewel, or other valuable. This wasn't even a heist, originally you had gone alone but Kaz had tailed you to the slaver's house and now he had decided to show himself.

Another reason you weren't truly in rank with your lovers, you couldn't pin point their presences when they could do it with each other.

The reason you were at this slaver's house was actually your girlfriend's and boyfriend's anniversary present.

"Why did you follow me Kaz." You growl back quietly as you see the guards go through their next rotation.

"Inej is back."

Shit.

How could you forget that Inej was coming back today? The day where the three of you were having your unofficial anniversary nonetheless! Although that was the whole reason why you were here, yet it didn't push down your disappointment in yourself. The three of you had made a pact that you were not allowed to go on any jobs the day Inej comes back from the seas. Of course you were the one to break it.

Though, you weren't technically on a job.

"This is important Kaz, tell Inej I'll be there in an hour."

Ouch, that would hurt your plan a bit but you would stick to it nevertheless. You wouldn't let them down more than you already had.

"No."

You took a quick glance at Kaz to see his face glaring back at you before you looked back and saw your opening.

"I promise this isn't a job, I'll be there in an hour and if not wait thirty more minutes then you can bust me if you want."

Kaz sighed as your heartbeat quickens with the adrenaline starting to course through your veins.

"Fine, one hour."

You grinned at him before taking your opening.

His name is Ethan Sullivan, and you were going to kill him.

Your motive for killing this bastard was simple, or rather it was simple to you.

He's a slaver who not only has been getting on Inej's ass but nearly killed her. Then he captured Jesper and only let him go after he got Kaz.

While Kaz had escaped fairly quickly he still had found out your significant others weakness; each other, and now he was dangerous. Very dangerous.

Your pretty crows were waiting to find the right moment when to strike him back, but you knew he wouldn't whittle his life on a pleasantly soft sofa as he figured out the secret to take over the barrel. His plans had to be going out soon, which meant he was an admirable foe and dangerous - too dangerous. He had to be put down, permanently.

"Come here." Sullivan croaked over to you as you posed as a servant with a blanket resting over your arm. "Help me out of bed."

You had chosen the precise time where you could be alone with him, so that no one could disturb your little scheme. You even made sure to lock the door on your way in, then you would escape through his window.

Moving towards the man you felt the weight of the dagger Inej had given you weighing down your pocket.

Ketterdam's Ruler.

"Move quicker would you!" He snapped at you and it's there you make your decision.

You do move quickly, though as you do you leap on top of him and place the stygian blade to his throat.

He tries to cry out but you shush him like he's a child and press the knife close to his throat.

"Ethan Sullivan, you nearly killed the Wraith, and you captured Dirtyhands, now I'm here for vengeance."

He laughed, and it almost sent a shiver down your spine, you're sure that's the laugh many children have heard as they beg for their parents.

"I was just evening out the odds, nothing wrong about that." He grinned. "Ketterdam might just eat them alive because of it though."

Fury flashed through you, yet instead of slashing his throat right in that moment like Inej would have done, like Kaz would have finished, rather you took his throat in between your hand.

He chocked, and his eyes widened when you tightened it.

"Mercy!" He managed to chock out, the words barely leaving his purple lips.

You would grab him with an iron fist and show him what your mercy is.

What Ketterdam's mercy is.

Using your other, free hand you twirled the dagger in it and the title Inej had given you through it glared back at you, then you plunged it into his thigh.

He tried to scream but it was muffled by the hand around his throat.

"That was for my treasure Inej, she wouldn't have wanted you to suffer much."

You pulled it out and before he could even attempt to scream again you sliced open his face.

"And that." You grunted through gritted teeth. "Was for my lovely Kaz, he would have wanted you to suffer, very much."

Releasing the hand on his throat he tried to break away from your grip, but you held him down and put the dagger against his throat for the last time.

"I am Ketterdam's ruler, and this is my mercy."

Then you cut his throat.

You didn't bother to watch him chock on his own blood before you were out the window, checking your watch. You were so late, and dressed like a servant nonetheless.

Yet, the disappointment, the fury at yourself for finding yet another thing lacking that your lovers had that you did not, didn't come. You have protected your own tonight, you've sent a message to all who listen closely to the whispers of drunken shadows and barrel rats. You were Ketterdam's ruler, you ranked far above Inej and Kaz and would do anything to protect them.

The three of you were equals in this game, but when it came to their safety you had the ultimate say over this filthy city. You are Ketterdam's ruler, you keep her on line when she gets too wild, and let her off her leash when people need to pay their dues.

Like Ethan Sullivan, and you think there will be others still, that's alright with you. They will be no match for your mercy.

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plentyoffandoms · 10 months

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Yellow (Part 1)

wearer is willing to hug

Gwi-nam x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist ♡ Yoon Gwi-Nam Masterlist ♡ Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.

Warnings: Some swearing. Nothing sexual yet

WC: 869

Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @weputthefunin-funeral 2nd & 3rd gifs @dramastream

YN’S POV:

He is staring again.

Ever since I transferred to Hyosan High School a few months ago, I was used to being stared at, as I joined a month into the new school year.

Many people wanted to know where I was from. Why did I transfer?

Did I do something bad that made me have to transfer to a whole new school and leave my friends behind?

The answer was no.

My father got promoted and we needed to move for his job.

I quickly became old news and made friends. People stopped staring at me, except for one.

Yoon Gwi-nam.

"He is staring at you again." Jang-Mi said to me as she nudged my foot under the cafeteria table.

"I know. I can feel his eyes on me wherever I go."

"Maybe he likes you." Sun-Hee said as she nudged my shoulder.

Before I could say anything, Jang-Mi quickly said, "No shit."

The two of them started to bicker, and I ate there in silence, trying to wrap my head around what Sun-Hee said.

I wasn't really paying attention to what the teacher was even saying. I was staring out the window, playing with the bracelets that I had on my wrist.

Laughing silently to myself at the myth that came with these so-called sex bracelets.

They were a going away gift from my friend Ye-Rim. She knew I like to try and accessorise the school uniforms as much as possible without getting in trouble, of course.

"Just make sure no one snaps them." She said teasingly.

"Or what? I will have to do what that person says?" I scoffed as I looked down at the bag of jelly bracelets.

"Yes." She then on to tell me what the meanings were behind each of the colours.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I sat up straight and leaned back slightly to listen. "You are gonna get caught." Dal-rae, another one of my friends whispered to me.

I was gonna say something back, but I was called on by the teacher to answer a question.

I ran as fast as I could towards the school, but even I knew I wasn't going to make it on time, and that was going to be three demerit points.

Either way, I was gonna be late, so I decided to stop running and take my time, but I wasn't the only one.

Myung-hwan and his pathetic group of friends weren't that far from me, and that included Gwi-nam.

Who seemed to have a sixth sense of when I was close to him because he looked over his shoulder and I could see the half-smirk on his face.

He said something to Myung-hwan, who looked back at me as well and said something back to Gwi-nam that had the both of them laughing. Gwi-nam stopped walking, and the others continued walking.

I held my head up high and went to walk past him, but I didn't realise he had his hand out to grab my backpack until I was pulled back into his chest.

"Now, now, YN, where are your manners?" He tutted at me.

Gwi-nam's POV:

She raised her eyebrow at me. "What do you want, Gwi-nam?" She asked instead.

This is probably the first time I have heard her say my name. I mean, I hear it in my head as I think about her, but never once from her own lips.

"All I want is a hug."

She took a step back and looked me up and down, clearly confused.

"Why would I give you a hug? I don't even know you."

I figured she would ask that.

"You see YN when I saw those bracelets that you constantly wear under your jumper one day, I remember one of my older cousins mentioning them and said they were all a fad in North America when they did a student exchange program."

"They have no meaning." She tried to say.

"But they do. Now I would like a hug." I held the snapped, yellow bracelet up high for her to see.

YN gasped and looked down and saw that it was indeed gone from her wrist.

"Unless you want me to tell everyone that you actually had to come here because you got caught cheating on your exams at your old school."

"You are willing to tell some stupid lie just to get a hug? Why? No one else will touch you?" I could tell she was angry, but I stood my ground.

She looked like she was having an inner battle with herself, and she sighed and held her arms open and wrapped them around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around her.

The hug wasn't very long, but just as she was about to pull away, I made sure she heard me say, "You will be mine, YN." and I let go of her.

YN quickly turned to walk towards the school.

"Oh and YN?" She stopped and didn't say anything.

"Make sure to keep wearing those bracelets. I think you and are going to have fun with them."

Orange (<-Part 2)

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dodgerfoxweek · 4 months

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Thank you for everyone who participated in the interest check! Your votes have decided that dodgerfox week will run February 25-March 2!

Prompts:

February 25th: it takes a very long time to unfold it secrets | getting to know each other

February 26th: if i could only set things right family | fighting

February 27th: tart and sweet your words to me love letters | banter

February 28th: still can’t kiss my own neck sneaking around | jack’s room

February 29th: put me back together, let me soldier on post-series | alternate universes

March 1st: we did see each other in our shadow sides soulmates | protecting each other

March 2nd: you've suffered enough, my lonely one happy endings | escape

We will accept all creations: fanfic, art, gifs, edits, playlists, etc. We can't wait to see your work! If you have any questions, please send them to our ask box. <3

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Origami by Totemo I Tried by Matt Heckler Michigan Cherry by River Whyless Civilian by Wye Oak The King of All Birds by Aoife O’Donovan Marked for Death by Emma Ruth Rundle Sufferer (Love My Conqueror) by Hiss Golden Messenger

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feelbokkie · 1 year

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🧛How he would react to you being a vampire🧛

☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️

genre: fluff, light the tiniest bit of angst if you squint, crack, vampire au

pov: 2nd person

description: you're a vampire and this is how each skz would react (gifs have nothing to do with the writing)

pairing: bf!skz x gn!vampire!reader

warnings: vampireism(?), swearing, suggestive, mention of blood, mention of throwing up (Jeongin), mention of necrophilia (Jisung), let me know if I missed anything

word count: 1,810

방 찬 (Bang Chan)

To be completely honest, with how pale this man is and his insomnia, you would think you're just meeting a fellow vamp

He would be glad to have someone to hang out with and to keep him company while he's working late at night

All of your dates would be at night because he doesn't want the sun to hurt you

Would 1000% sacrifice himself if it means you get to eat

You've heard a lot of music in your lifetime so he values your opinion and counts on you being brutally honest

"Reminds me of something I once heard at an Elizabethan fair." "Is that good or bad?" "The song was good but the bard was terrible. Your sounds a lot better by comparison." "It was the Elizabethan era, standards were much lower back then" "What was that?"

Avoids garlic like it's the plague

He just wants to be able to kiss you

Will watch you as you sleep if he gets the chance

Let's you sit in the background of his lives since you won't appear anyway but you have to be quiet

"'Chan, is that phone floating?' What? Don't be ridiculous, phones don't float. Why are you looking at my bed anyway, you should pay attention to me!"

Nice, very subtle

Always walks in first when you two go out so he can invite you in, just in case

Such a gentleman

Always makes sure to save you all of his photocards and mini posters so you have little mementos of him

이 민 호 (Lee Min-Ho)

Did not think that vampires were real

You hid it from him at first because for the first time in eons, you found someone who made you feel something and you didn't want to scare him off

It was going well until he tried to sneak a picture of you to send to the boys and you didn't show up

"That's weird." "What's weird?" "I tried to take a picture of you but you're not showing up." "About that..."

You stumble over your words explain how you didn't want to tell him because you didn't want to scare him away before finally admitting you were a vampire

"Why should that matter?" "W-what?" "Ah, should I start speaking formally? Y/N noona/hyung?" "Just speak casually."

He knows you can eat regular food but will offer to let you drink his blood

"You need to eat." "Min, it's fine. I can just drink animal blood." "If animal blood was enough then there wouldn't be lore about vampires preying on humans."

Tries not to make you go out in the sun, but will make sure you're covered and protected like a mom getting their baby ready for a beach day

"Will sunblock even work on you?" "I'm fine with an umbrella and long sleeves." "Eh, we'll put it on anyway."

Just wants you at your best

서 창 빈 (Seo Chang-Bin)

He would be excited

Like, you should be concerned for his well being

Just has so many questions

"Do you turn into a bat?" "No."

"We don't turn into a pile of ash in the sun. We just get weaker and easier to kill. Some people do get severe burns though. It hurts like a bitch."

"If I were to eat garlic and then made out with you, would you just die straight up?" "Actually, the garlic thing is a common misconception created by Vampires to trick humans into eating it. Garlic acts as a blood thinner so it makes the blood go down smoothly."

Would blow his mind too

"Vampires actually created welcome mats as a loophole to being invited in" "You guys are geniuses!"

"So, are your fangs like straws or they just make holes?" "Straws? No, Binnie, our teeth are not hollow."

Would be concerned that you're not getting enough nutrients after you told him that you're a vegetarian and only feed on animal blood

One time he got a pint of his own blood, you're not even sure how, and called it a "Ca-me-sun" (like Caprisun)

You didn't drink it so he wouldn't get into the habit of feeding you with his own blood (what a waste)

Will go to a butcher for you and ask for animal blood for you, gotta make sure his baby eats

황 현 진 (Hwang Hyun-Jin)

He would be terrified

Would be paranoid around you for the first few months of you two knowing each other

Convinced you're raising him for slaughter or something

Walked around with Holy Water, a cross, and a wooden stake as a precaution

He let his guard down when he saw you trying to do your hair one day

You can only do so much without a mirror

He realized that you couldn't see yourself in the mirror so he offered to do a cute hairstyle for you

You reminded him that it wouldn't matter because you couldn't see yourself anyway

💡

He did you hair and then sketched you afterwards so you could see it

"It's been so long since I've seen myself that i actually forgot what I looked like." "I can do more drawings for you if you like."

That's when you two clicked

You tried not to bug him with asking him to draw you

He doesn't mind though, he sees how happy seeing drawings of yourself made you. Happy after centuries of not know what you looked like

Would eventually have a sketchbook dedicated to you where he would also write little notes to you

And would have a few couple drawings

So that you can remember him centuries after he's gone

한 지 성 (Han Ji-Sung)

Would think it's cool

Would binge every vampire movie he could get his hand on to "learn about your culture"

"Is leech a slur?" "No, Ji, leech is not a slur."

"Does this mean I'm into necrophilia?" "Wasn't cute when I heard it in the 1800s, not cute now." "But it's a serious question. I need to know these things about myself." "I'm not a fucking corpse, but I can lay there like one if you prefer."

Stops questioning it after that

"I wonder if I taste delicious." "If that's your weird way of asking me to suck your blood, you can drop it." "What if I told you it was a kink?" "W-what?"

Found a work around with hickies

*Sighs* "I'm not turning you." "We would be a power couple!"

"I can't tell if you're looking at me like that because you're horney or hungry." "Are those two not the same?" "Excuse me?"

He got you into anime

"How have you never watched anime? You were there for the birth of it." "Shut the fuck up."

When he's anxious, he'll come to you because your cold hand calm him down

Hell, he'll come to you when he's sick or hurt and use you like an ice pack

Bastard

Despite being alone for most of your life, you really feel it when he's away on tour

이 용 복 (Lee Felix Yong-Bok)

Would absolutely love it

10/10 would want to just remake Twilight

Especially the "I know what you are" scene

"How old are you?" "20." "How long have you been 20?" "A while."

Disappointed you don't sparkle in the sun

The man tends to wear crucifixes but would take them off for you so that you don't get injured when he cuddles you

Would aggressively slap his neck and scream "Come get y'all juice!" Just like the vine

It made you chuckle

Always tries to warm you up out of habit

"So you don't have any super powers at all?" "Felix, Twilight is nowhere near the realm of being factual"

Loves hearing old stories

You two play video games together often

Bought blackout curtains just for you so you can spend the night more often

Would slowly get sad over time because he realizes that you'll be alone again someday

Tries to convince you to turn him

You have to remind him that he's an idol and it would look suspicious if all his members got old and he didn't

Tries to convince you to turn the who group

You have to tell him that being a vampire is more of a curse than a blessing

Tries to make as many memories with you as possible so you can look back at them fondly.

김 승 민 (Kim Seung-Min)

Would spend way too much time trying to kill you

Not because he thinks you're going to hunt him and go on a rampage

He just doesn't believe that vampires are real so he's just testing you

"Well, I mean, anyone would die from a wooden stake to the heart Y/N, you're not special."

Definitely invited you over to his dorm and purposely didn't invite you in to see if you would "commit to the bit"

You stayed outside for 5 whole hours

Just thought you were really stubborn

Until one day you were helping him cook and the knife slipped in a way that would have been a major injury on a mortal but was just a gaping, bloodless slice in your hand

"But I've seen you eat people food!" "I am a people!" "You know what I mean." "I can eat normal food, it just doesn't sustain me like blood does." "You don't have blood but you can still eat and digest food normally?" "I've learned not to question vampireism."

"Wait, so the other day when you gave me a hickey..." "I may have had a little taste. I couldn't help myself, you smell so good." "Just ask next time."

Is surprisingly chill with it

"Y/N, if you want to drink my blood, just ask. Stop staring at my neck vein." "Sorry. I only see it when you sing and it amazes me."

양 정 인 (Yang Jeong-In)

It'll take him a while to get used to it

"You're technically younger than me so I should speak casually. But you're also like 1,000 so I should speak formally." "Speak casually."

Will still speak formally in public out of habit, confusing onlookers because you look younger

Will ask if you know someone or if you lived experienced a certain event if you two are watching a documentary or something

You occasionally give him false information to fuck with him

What's he going to do, Google it?

"Just a little taste." "No." "What if you get a paper cut? Can I at least lick the blood?" "No!"

Refused to buy you blood because that's disgusting

"But Innie, the sun's out and I'm already weak from not feeding for 2 weeks!" "Y/N, I love you but I WILL throw up. Take my hoodie, I'll even give you money for it."

Ended up going to the butcher on his own after he watched you collapse in the sun

Threw up when he got home

Needless to say that you never asked him to get the blood again and always made sure that you had some at his dorm just in case

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Buy me a coffee?

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bellewintersroe · 8 months

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Sebastian Vettel x RBDesignEngingeer Reader.

Set in 2013 during the GP, Jennifer is fresh out of uni and has made a name for herself within the F1 world. She joins Redbull-Renault as one of their engineer designers and easily fits into the team, forming friendships easily. Most of all, she captures the attention of three time world champion, Sebastian Vettel.

Part 5- here’s the LINK to the previous part. Jen is quickly becoming the most popular girl in Red Bull, and making quite the impression on the paddock. As months pass she’s a delight to work with and Sebastian feels like he’s losing his mind whenever he’s around her. He’s not so silent about his feelings towards her, and the two find themselves flirting at any given chance. Sebastian thinks she’s so important to him he wants to introduce her to a close friend of his…

Just a pre-warning the next chapter will include spice so be prepared 🌶️

This gif makes me want to cry, great xxx

Silverstone, England, June 30th 2013. “Ah, well done, well done!” I clapped my hands together excitedly seeing Mark embrace his wife, Anne. Afterwards I gave him a quick hug, congratulating him for 2nd place and a spot on the podium. “Such an amazing drive, you should be so proud.” I nodded as the Australian’s grin was undeniable. I’d hoped for first place for Mark, but the myself and the team was overwhelmingly happy with second, especially after Seb’s gearbox failure.

“Thank you, thank you. I appreciate it.” He smiled as I offered him another before he went on to be congratulated by the rest of the team. Not too far away, I noticed Sebastian was finished talking with Christian nearby. His head was hung low and he looked a little awkward. I hated the feeling that churned in my lower stomach, I knew this could pose a threat to his potential championship win, but I was positive without the gearbox failure he would’ve won. I was also positive he would win the next race. It was always more frustrating when something completely out of the drivers control effected the race results.

I slipped over, sliding a hand on his shoulder. “Hi.” I gently smiled, his head perking up and a soft smile appeared. “Hey.”

“You alright?” I tilted my head up to look at him. “Yeah, just frustrated but- these things happen.” My hand slowly slid off his arm.

“I know, it’s so frustrating. You drove so good this whole race though.”

“That’s why it is even more frustrating.” He scratched the back of his neck as I winced, maybe I shouldn’t have rubbed that in. “I know.” I gently spoke as he tilted his head back up from the floor.

“These things happen.” He shook it off, “are you free, right now?”

“Pretty much.” I glanced around, “I don’t think anybody needs me for anything; I just wanted to get a head start on looking at this track at Nürburgring.” Seb’s smile widened.

“Come take a break you smarty pants.” He slapped my arm gently, his disappointment still faint on his voice. “I’ve got somebody I want you to meet.”

“Right now?” I knotted my hands together, toying with them nervously. “Yeah.” Sebastian smiled. “And I wanna get out of here before anybody else asks me about today.” “Okay.” I agreed. “Yeah?” He smiled as I nodded, allowing him to lead me out of the garages. “Who are we meeting?” I then asked, skipping to keep up with his long paces.

“Somebody.” He was grinning ear to ear. Whoever it was must’ve been special. “Somebody? Is that all you’re gonna say, what is it the queen?” “Michael Schumacher.” I stopped dead in my tracks. Eyes widening as an excitement bubbled in my chest. “No!”

“Yeah.” He laughed, “c’mon.”

“I can’t, Sebastian, I’m scared!” I felt my nerves seeping through me. Sebastian had turned around now, laughing out loud as he grabbed at my hands to pull me. “Why?” He giggled. “Because I love Michael Schumacher, I’m nervous.” I planted a hand on my chest. “He’ll love you, come.” He began tugging on my hand as I stumbled forwards, my hands moving onto the back of his shoulders. “No, I’m worried!”

Sebastian turned around with a grin, “do I have to drag you?”

“Yeah.” I teased, not expecting him to fully lift me up over his shoulders. I gasped, grasping onto his shirt as he held the back of my legs, holding my dress down. “Sebastian! No!” I choked out, my hands gripping at anything I could possibly get a hold of. He was laughing mischievously, jogging out through the garage as I bobbed on his back.

“Seb, Seb, Seb! Sebastian!” I cried out, half in horror half in enjoyment as I felt like I was gonna go backwards over his shoulder. “Oh, hallo, Sebastian.” An all too recognisable voice made my eyes widen in complete surprise. “Hallo!” Sebastian greeted, beginning to put me back down on my feet.

“Wer ist dein Freund?” (Who is your friend?).

I spun around, the blood rushing to my face as I pushed my hair back in surprise. Stood there was Michael Schumacher and his wife looking amused at the position I’d just been in. “Hello!” I practically giggled.

“Ah, this is Jenna.” Sebastian put a hand on my upper back, still laughing from my previous panic. “This is Michael and Corinna.” I greeted both of them politely.

“Girlfriend?” Michael grinned back to Sebastian as I spluttered nervously. “No, no, she’s the design engineer for us.”

“Ah, really?! I’ve heard of you before, I’m glad you’re here actually…” What ensued was a conversation about the Nurburgring track and it’s safety, I never thought I’d have such an in depth conversation with Michael Schumacher, I was pretty starstruck. He and his wife were so friendly, although they did like to keep referring to me as Sebastian’s ‘girlfriend’ which got me all red in the face. “I’m glad you met him.” Sebastian spoke when we walked back to where he was supposed to be present at the F1 after party. His arm was slung over my shoulder as I smiled up to him in amazement. “Me too, I’m in shock.” I held my hand to my chest. Seb’s hand slowly crept onto my arm, rubbing at the exposed skin as I bit down onto my shoulder. His touch was warm and his hands were so big, big enough to engulf any part of my body.

“They liked you. I knew you’d get along with Michael anyway, you’re so clever you know everything that he finds so interesting.” He complimenting, playfully pulling me in front of him and squeezing at my shoulders. As he did, I let out a burst of laughter at the ticklish sensation, squeaking as he began laughing, pulling me closer into his front. Oh god, I was a flustered mess, it felt like we were a couple. “What was that?!” He asked in amusement, grinning as he spoke, my hands holding onto his fingers. “I’m ticklish, don’t do that again.” I felt him squeeze once more as I tensed, giggling out until he pulled me flush against his chest, arm wrapped over my chest. My body was against his, every time he took a step forwards, his crotch would inch against my bum and I felt borderline perverted at the fact it was turning me on.

“I’m sorry.” He grinned, squeezing me gently as I held onto his arm. “You’re a wind up.” I slapped his skin lightly. “A what?” He glanced over my shoulder. “A wind up, you know, you torment me on purpose.” I explained, stumbling over my words slightly as he simply smirked in response, his tongue pressed to the inside of his cheek. His lips looked so plump and kissable, our faces were so close, I wanted to kiss him so bad. The months of the close friendship had only made me feelings and attraction grow deeper for him. “Oh, here come the love birds!” Christian Horner’s voice exclaimed as I snapped my attention towards the red headed man, Seb’s arms sliding off me slowly as he left one hand resting just behind my shoulder.

“There you are! We’ve been searching for you!” He spoke to Sebastian. “Ah, sorry we were talking to Michael.” “Talking to Michael, canoodling, whatever you were doing.” Christian teased as I tensed my jaw out of a slight shyness. Sebastian had to hurry on stage after that, offering me a pat on the back as I was left feeling uncomfortably frustrated when the cold rush of air replaced where his hands and body had been. I was turned on by him. I couldn’t deny that, how cheeky he was, how cuddly and close he got to me. I felt my lower core ache and it felt like my mind was on fire, too occupied by the idea of his hands roaming further down my chest to focus on anything else…

#sebastian vettel x oc #sebastian vettel 2013 #sebastian vettel fanfiction #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel x you #sebastian vettel #michael Schumacher

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no-fate-but-what-we-make · 2 years

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As Intimate As Chocolate Cake

Pairing: Sweet Pea x female!reader [2nd-person pov]

Word Count: 3.3k

Rating: T for swears; no warnings

Description: When Toni is put in charge of the new menu for the Whyte Wyrm, she decides to use the opportunity to set up two of her friends

A/N: Loosely based off a scene from Hart of Dixie season 4, episode 5: Bar-Be-Q Burritos, where George and Annabeth are set up on a date by their friend Lemon

Disclaimer: I’ve only seen up to parts of season 3 of Riverdale, therefore I know nothing about the current seasons and what has transpired, so there will be no spoilers. Also, this was written with minimal editing, so any errors are accidental. Gif credit to the owner, as it is not mine.

- - -

Cheryl Blossom walked into Pop’s, looking for Toni, but instead she found someone else.

Two someones, actually.

You’d been enjoying your strawberry malt and fries all by yourself when Sweet Pea had decided to join you without warning.

“Careful now - rumor has it if you drink too many strawberry milkshakes in one sitting, you’ll wake up as a strawberry.”

You couldn’t resist the urge to roll your eyes, dunking a pair of fries in the malt before bringing them to your lips. “Thank god this is a strawberry malt then, or I’d be fucked.”

He sat down in the booth across from you without asking, grabbing a fry before you could pull them away. “Milkshake, malt - same thing.”

“Nope,” you replied, popping the p. “Malts have malted milk powder; milkshakes do not.”

Sweet Pea pulled a face at that. “And why would you want that?!”

You shrugged. “Personal preference.”

“Weirdo.”

You looked up to give Sweet Pea a piece of your mind at that, but found him smiling instead. It was rare to see a smile from the Serpent, and seeing it made something that felt awfully like desire pool in your stomach. You ignored it, taking a sip of your malt while you gathered your thoughts. “Wow, a compliment? If I didn’t know any better, I’d think the world was ending.”

Sweet Pea snagged another fry, popping it into his mouth, the smile turning into a smirk. “Who knows? It might be.”

“Guess we’ll find out.”

Before you could respond to that, Cheryl interrupted. “Well, well, well. Fancy seeing the two of you here. And looking chummy, no doubt. What’s so funny?”

“The end of the world,” you quipped, causing Sweet Pea to snicker and you couldn’t help joining him.

“Haven’t you looked outside, Cheryl? Pigs are flying!”

Cheryl let out a huff, shaking her head. “Ignoring all that,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hand, “have either of you seen Toni? She said she would meet me here, but I can’t seem to find her.”

“Whyte Wyrm?” Sweet Pea supplied. “You know she’s been spending all her free time there ever since she became part owner.”

“I just didn’t think she’d get so caught up in it that she’d forget about date night!”

“Have you tried calling her?” You suggested, regretting it when Cheryl fixed you with a glare.

“Of course I’ve tried calling! She didn’t pick up and I-”

Just then, the door to the Chock’lit Shoppe opened, the bell signaling a new customer. The three of you turned to see Toni Topaz making her way over, pulling Cheryl in for a hug and a kiss. “Sorry I’m late,” she murmured. “Got a bit caught up reviewing the new menu for the Whyte Wyrm’s grand reopening.”

“You’re here now and that’s all that matters,” Cheryl said, her smile returning. “Ta-ta, you two. Don’t get too cozy over there.”

You and Sweet Pea burst into laughter once Cheryl and Toni were seated at the opposite end of Pop’s. “God, she can be so eccentric at times,” you giggled, shaking your head.

“I don’t know what Toni sees in her, but I’m glad the two of them have each other.”

“She sees in Cheryl what I have since elementary school: a girl with a lot of love to give who just needs someone to see her potential.”

Sweet Pea shot you a look as he grabbed another fry. “If you say so.”

“Hey, if I said the same thing about Toni, you’d be defending her, too. Cheryl’s my friend like Toni is yours - we go way back.”

“True.” You were almost taken aback when the Serpent agreed with you. He slid out of the booth before you could process what had just happened, but not before stealing a handful of fries off your plate. “Let me know when you’re here again - I can always get behind free fries.”

“In your dreams, Serpent!” You shouted at his retreating back, no malice in your voice at all.

- - -

“See what I mean?” Cheryl whispered to Toni, the two of them tucked away in their usual corner booth that surveyed the whole of Pop’s, splitting a milkshake. “There’s definitely something there.”

“Maybe,” Toni drawled, narrowing her eyes as she watched Sweet Pea duck his head and smile to himself when his back was turned from you. “I haven’t seen Sweet Pea look this smitten in a while.”

“Do you think they’d have a chance if we worked our matchmaking magic?”

“What is it you’re always saying? Sometimes the craziest ideas are the most brilliant ones?”

Cheryl smiled, leaning in to kiss Toni. “You’re absolutely right, Tonikins! Shall we start plotting now?”

- - -

“What’s up, Toni?” Sweet Pea growled into his phone, his frustration bleeding over from one phone call into the next. Fangs had been giving him shit for something and while he was glad to have Toni’s phone call as an excuse to hang up on his friend, he was still pissed.

“What’s up, Sweet Pea, is that I have the perfect solution to your dilemma.”

“What kind of solution?” He paused. “Wait. What’s my dilemma?”

“Nevermind that. Meet me for breakfast tomorrow morning so we can discuss.”

“Discuss what? I’m gonna need more details than that, T.”

Toni couldn’t help but let out a giggle. “All will be revealed tomorrow morning, Sweets. Riverdale Cafetorium at seven sharp - don’t be late!”

She hung up a moment later, leaving a stunned but obedient Sweet Pea in her wake.

- - -

“Cheryl? Is everything okay?” You asked when you answered Cheryl’s phone call. Before she’d met Toni, you and Cheryl spoke on the phone almost nightly; now she rarely called so you figured something had to be up.

“It will be. Meet me in the cafetorium tomorrow at seven?”

“Uh, sure? Why the phone call, though? You could’ve just texted.”

“Just wanted to hear your voice, YN. See you then!”

Nothing was said after that, the line going dead as Cheryl presumably hung up. “See you then,” you said into the void before going back to your nightly routine.

- - -

Toni and Cheryl were already seated at a table when you arrived, the two of them sharing a pastry as Sweet Pea looked on across from them.

“What’s he doing here?” You asked, unable to keep the harshness out of your voice. It was way too fucking early for this and you didn’t even have time for coffee.

“Calm down, dearie. Take a seat.” Cheryl was unusually perky but the tinge of obey me in her voice had you doing just that.

“Yeah, dearie. Take a seat,” Sweet Pea mimicked, and you couldn’t help shooting a glare in his direction. “But really, you two. What is it that was so urgent you couldn’t tell me over the phone last night?”

Toni sat up a little straighter, glancing at Cheryl briefly before she spoke, “Well, because Cheryl and I have a favor to ask. As you know, I’ve been stressing over the reopening of the Whyte Wyrm - particularly the menu - and I was hoping that as my friend,” she looked at Sweet Pea, “and my girlfriend’s best friend,” she looked at you, “that both of you would be willing to come over this weekend for a sample meal.”

“I knew she wanted something,” Sweet Pea leaned back, crossing his arms and muttering under his breath, and you couldn’t help but agree with that statement.

“Of course she did,” you said in the same tone before turning your attention back to Toni and Cheryl. “All you had to do was ask! Of course I will!”

“Me, too. But YN is right - next time just ask us. Not everything has to be a big scheme.”

His statement shocked you. The two of you hadn’t ever really agreed on much since Toni and Cheryl’s relationship had started, and now you were both agreeing with each other more than once in twenty-four hours? It was almost too much for you to handle. Sure, the two of you were polite and cordial with each other - for the most part - but lately it seemed to be getting out of hand.

“That’s really good advice, thank you,” Cheryl said, cutting in. “So, we’ll see you Saturday at eight? Oh, and dress real nice. Tonikins and I wanna see what the vibe could be like if we manage to bring in some fancier customers.”

And just like that, Cheryl and Toni stood up in unison just as the bell signaling first period rung, leaving both you and Sweet Pea stunned for the second time.

“Why do I feel like the scheming isn’t over yet?” Sweet Pea asked, turning to look at you.

Your eyes narrowed towards the doors where Cheryl and Toni had just exited. “Probably because it’s not…” Your voice trailed off as your gaze met his and you finally got a glimpse of his face up close and in broad daylight. A flash of his face from last night illuminated by the neon lights of Pop’s crossed your mind, specifically of him grinning as he popped a fry into his mouth. That same desire came flooding back and you knew you had to leave before you did something stupid and make a fool of yourself in front of the Serpent.

“See you Saturday at eight!” Sweet Pea called after you as he watched you walk away, wondering what the weekend had in store.

- - -

You sat in your car, putting the finishing touches on your lipstick and tugging at your dress one more time before taking a deep breath and getting out. After the ambush in the cafetorium by Cheryl and Toni, you’d spent more time than you cared to admit agonizing over your outfit, but in the end it was a no-brainer. You’d worn the dress you felt most confident in, pairing it with strappy heels and light makeup that accentuated your favorite facial features.

Seeing Sweet Pea all dressed up made you stop in your tracks. His version of ‘fancy’ was nice jeans and a button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms. His Serpent neck tattoo was on full display, standing out against the stark white of his shirt.

“Hey,” he said, crossing his arms and drawing your attention back to them. “You ready for this?”

“I guess so. There was never really an opportunity to back out now, was there?”

“Those two make it very hard to say no, don’t they?”

You huffed out a laugh, shaking your head. “Don’t I know it.”

Before either of you could say any more, the door swung open and out stepped Cheryl, clad in her signature red. “There you two are! Come on in! Welcome to the new and improved Whyte Wyrm!”

“You look…nice, by the way,” Sweet Pea murmured as he held the door for you, letting you in first.

A shiver of need raced through you at the feeling of his eyes on your body. You paused, looking back at him and meeting his gaze. “Thanks. You, too.”

Your mouth was practically watering as Cheryl set down a filet mignon in front of you. “And this is our bourbon-maple glaze filet mignon.”

“This looks delicious,” you said, smiling at Cheryl. “Give my compliments to the chef.” Toni stood off to the side, the first time you’d ever really seen her look nervous about anything.

“I gotta say, everything has looked fantastic tonight, Toni, and I’m sure the Whyte Wyrm’s reopening is going to be a huge success,” Sweet Pea chimed in, surprising you. You hadn’t really ever heard him give anyone a compliment, but you figured if anyone deserved a compliment from Sweet Pea, it was Toni.

“Thank you,” Toni murmured, nodding stoically.

“Well, you both have exquisite taste buds and despite how much you both have grown and changed over the years, I knew I could count on you-”

“Okay, what is going on with you?” Sweet Pea asked, the two of you exchanging a suspicious look.

Toni laughed awkwardly, trying to drag Cheryl away.

“Yeah, what’s so funny?”

“It’s just that we’ve all known each other for so long…” Cheryl trailed off, realizing her mistake.

“I knew it!” Sweet Pea clapped his hands, more excited than you’d seen him while he was stealing your fries at Pop’s. “I knew it!”

“Knew what?” Toni asked, her turn to look suspicious.

“You and Cheryl are out here trying to get YN and I closer so we can be some weird, messed-up version of the Breakfast Club.”

You let out a groan, shaking your head. “Seriously? Cheryl, you know how I feel about you trying to set me up with people! I thought we agreed you were going to stop doing that after eighth grade.”

Sweet Pea crossed his arms and your attention diverted to his delicious forearms once again. “And that’s why we’re here…this is a scheme within a scheme,” he tutted, giving both Toni and Cheryl a reproachful look.

“Excuse us for wanting to try to get the two of you to see in each other what Cheryl and I see in both of you!”

“This is just like that time Toni and Cheryl left us in the woods for some fucked up bonding experience over our hatred of Weatherbee.”

“Or when they sent us on that futile mission to the abandoned Southside High and we had to hide in the janitor’s closet until they were able to get us out.” Sweet Pea glared at them. “The two of you can be so annoying.”

“So fucking annoying,” you agreed, seething as more memories popped up where you and Sweet Pea had been thrown into situations thanks to Toni and Cheryl’s scheming.

“Do either of you want dessert or not? Cuz if you keep whining, Cheryl and I will just eat it ourselves.”

That shut the two of you up and Toni nodded, satisfied. “Enjoy your filet mignon.”

“We’ll be here,” Sweet Pea said, finally getting a chance to cut into his steak.

“Oh, fuck this is good,” you couldn’t help groaning at the first bite. “I had my doubts about a bourbon maple glaze on steak but this is…wow.”

“Mm-hmm.” Sweet Pea’s hum of approval sent another foreign feeling racing through you.

You tried to think of another conversation topic, but all you could think of was yet another time you and Sweet Pea had been forced together by either Toni’s or Cheryl’s schemes.

Conversation flowed pretty easily after that, and neither of you paid any attention when Toni slipped in and cleared your plates while Cheryl served a single slice of chocolate cake between the two of you.

The cake was delicious, maple syrup infused into the icing, of course.

“Fuck, this chocolate cake…Wow. You’d think Toni would’ve splurged and given us two pieces,” Sweet Pea shook his head as he brought his fork in for another bite.

“I know,” you agreed, nodding. “It’s like you’re stealing my fries all over again.”

“Ha ha,” Sweet Pea deadpanned, making you giggle. “Doesn’t Cheryl have some weird, fucked up saying for this?”

His question took you by surprise, but you knew exactly what he was talking about, rattling off the phrase as if Cheryl herself was saying it. “It’s the most intimate thing two people can do other than…” You stopped short, your eyes widening as you realized the final word.

Your eyes met Sweet Pea’s, his expression mirroring yours as you both finished the word in unison.

“Sex.”

The sounds of your forks hitting the fancy china were the only sounds in the room as the two of you processed what had just happened.

“Are they…?” You started.

Sweet Pea finished. “Trying to set us up?” You nodded and he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “They better not be.”

“They’re really outdone themselves this time. It’s a goddamn scheme within a scheme within a scheme.”

“I mean, I just don’t understand why they think we would make a good couple. It’s so random and strange - no offense.”

You shrugged, truly unoffended even though you’d have been lying if you said you hadn’t been entertaining the idea all night. “None taken.”

“I’m still not convinced there isn’t more to this scheme.”

“God, I hope not,” you said, resisting the urge to run your hands over your face but you didn’t want to ruin your makeup. “There’s only so many schemes I can participate in during a year and I think I’ve already hit my limit.”

Sweet Pea looked around before leaning in, a smirk on his face. “What do you say we get out of here? We’re not technically dining and dashing because this was free, but I could definitely go for some fries and a chocolate milkshake.”

You didn’t have to be asked twice, dabbing your mouth with your napkin before pushing your chair back and heading out, Sweet Pea instinctively taking your hand in his as the two of you made a mad dash for Pop’s.

“Thanks,” the two of you said in unison as Pop Tate set your malt and Sweet Pea��s milkshake down in front of you, placing a large order of fries in the center of the table.

“I don’t know how I’m gonna be able to finish all these fries after the meal we’ve just had,” you said, eyeing the basket as you took a sip of your malt.

“I’m sure we’ll find a way if we sit here long enough.”

Your phone vibrated with an incoming text from Cheryl but you ignored it, turning your phone facedown on the table. Sweet Pea did the same and you couldn’t help feeling secretly thrilled that all his attention was now focused on you.

“So,” you started, picking up a fry, “Fancy a trip down memory lane?”

You didn’t think you’d ever seen the Serpent smile as much as he did tonight, and it was starting to affect you. Before tonight, you never would have thought twice about considering someone like Sweet Pea as boyfriend potential, but there was something about both Toni and Cheryl butting into your dating life to bring Sweet Pea in that was making you reconsider.

You reached for the last fry at the same time he did, your fingers brushing his. You recoiled as butterflies fluttered in your stomach, but it didn’t seem to affect him. “It’s all yours,” Sweet Pea said, gesturing to the solitary fry.

“You sure?” You hesitated. “We could split it.”

Sweet Pea shook his head. “Like I said, it’s yours.”

You couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on your lips as you dunked the last fry into the dregs of your malt. “Maybe there’s more to you than just a Southside Serpent.”

That made him chuckle and duck his head - and in that moment, he had never looked more attractive. “Well, maybe there’s more to you than just Cheryl’s sidekick.”

It was well past midnight when the two of you exited Pop’s, making your way to your separate vehicles.

You stalled at the door to your car, part of you not wanting the night to end. “I…had a lot of fun tonight.”

“Me, too.” Sweet Pea stepped closer and you sucked in a breath. “Maybe, we could do this again without Cheryl and Toni’s interference?”

“I’d like that. Are we counting this as a date?”

“I don’t know. Would you like it to count as a date?”

Not one to shy away from getting what you want, you decided to go for it. “Well, if you were planning to kiss me goodnight if this was a date, then yes, I would like tonight to count as a date.”

Sweet Pea towered over you, his eyes flickering between your eyes and mouth. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as you stared up at him, waiting for him to make the first move. “I’d never turn down an opportunity to kiss a pretty girl goodnight.”

With that, your lips met in a tender kiss, the promise of something more lingering in the air when you finally pulled away. “Goodnight, YN,” Sweet Pea murmured, his thumb brushing over your cheek as he stepped back. “Get home safe.”

“Goodnight, Sweet Pea.”

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bahrmp3 · 10 months

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[ID: 9 gifs from season 3, episode 5 “second skin” from the tv series “star trek: deep space nine”, the gifs show kira nerys and tekeny ghemor.

1st gif: the camera shows legate ghemor from the chest up, he tells kira, "i suppose it's time to go."

2nd gif: the camera cuts to show kira from the side and ghemor from the back, kira reaches a hand out to give ghemor his wife's bracelet, she tells him, "here. it doesn't belong to me. i can't keep it." legate ghemor holds it in his hand.

3rd gif: the camera shows legate ghemor from the front, kira from the back. he tells her, "no." then he grabs her hand and places the bracelet in the palm of her hands. legate ghemor continues, "i want you to have it. you may not be my daughter, but until i find iliana, you're the closest thing i have to family."

4th, 5th, 6th, 7th gif: kira stops legate ghemor from walking away by holding his hand, she tells him, "i want you to know something. in spite of… whatever i might have said, i realize now… you're an honorable man. and i think your daughter must have loved you very much." she is tearing up.

8th gif: legate ghemor looks at kira, smiles then turns to walk away.

9th gif: kira watches him leaves, then takes a breath before bringing the bracelet up to look at it once more. /end ID]

#startrekedit #deep space nine #ds9 #deepspacenineedit #ds9edit #deepspace9edit #kira nerys #legate ghemor #tekeny ghemor #my stuff #*#**#tv*#tv**#ds9*#ds9**#it was suh a good kira centric ep and once again im making two parters

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riptideripley · 9 months

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Permission

gif creds: @mxmoth

summary:Rhea gets caught pleasing herself..without permission

WC:779

You had just walked into the house,being greeted by Barry and Luna upon arrival. You smiled and slipped your shoes off,getting each of them a pat on the head. You went over to the kitchen and opened the fridge,grabbing a bottle of water taking a long sip. You looked at the dogs and decided to hand them a treat from the cabinet,smiling as they ran off.

You had just came home from the gym,deciding to take a shower there to not waste time on getting into your bed. You headed up the stairs and stopped at the main bedroom door,hearing whimpers and soft moans of your name spew from your girlfriend Rhea. You cracked the door open gently,leaning against the door frame. You stood there watching her silently,waiting till she was close to climaxing to speak. “So we forgot the rules hm?” you spoke softly,making her jump up out of her propped up position and look at you. “M-Mommy I..I just missed you” she spoke following a whine.

“Could’ve called doll,but it’s fine. Go on,keep going for me” you spoke softly making your way over to the bed,positioning yourself next to her legs. She looked at you,getting more and more aroused by the second,grabbing the vibrator she had placed next to her. You grabbed it from her hand and turned it to the 2nd highest setting,placing it onto her clit as she let out a small squeal. You smiled,watching her slowly lose herself in pleasure as she squirmed and croaked out moans. You shifted over positioning yourself between her legs,leaning down to leave small kisses on her inner thigh. Her body shudder,sensing she was close,you pulled the vibrator away and turned it off placing it on the bed. “W-Why’d you stop..?” she panted out,looking at you confused. “You broke the rules sweetheart,now let me remind you” you whispered,leaning down circling your tongue on her sensitive clit making her grip onto your hair.

“Mommy!” she squealed out,feeling her orgasm build up only for you to pull away. You smiled and crawled closer to her,pulling her into a deep kiss to shut up her whines. You gently stroked her hair,distracting her as you gently rubbed circle on her clit with your thumb. “Now tell me baby,what’s mommy’s rule about permission” you asked,making her look at you by holding her chin. You decided to test her and picking up the pain along with pressure of your thumb as you continued circling her clit. “T-To only ask permission..fuck..i-if I want to please myself..” she whispered out,despite her stuttering desperate state. “And what else baby?” you questioned,watching as she slowly slipped deeper into pleasure. “A-And to record..for you” she panted out,eyes rolling back as she felt you insert two fingers into her aching hole.

“Good girl,you remembered” you said smiling,making your way back down to her dripping pussy. You gave her folds a long lick,soon devouring her cunt. You felt her thighs squeeze around your head as she held onto your hair and the bed for support. “M-May I please cum mommy?” she begged,feeling her orgasm build up once again. “Go ahead doll,you’ve learned your lesson for now” you whispered sending her over the edge. With a loud moan,she finally let go and came everywhere. You laid there for a moment,analyzing the mess on her thighs and the bed. You sat up and smiled at her,getting off the bed to grab a warm towel. You grabbed one and came back,cleaning her gently.

“Come on baby,let’s go sleep in the guest room until I get these sheets washed” you spoke as you held your hand out to her,helping her off the bed onto your shoulder. You carried her to the spare room that was hardly used,placing her down gently. You quickly ran off to take the sheets off and throw them in the washing machine,going back to the main bedroom to get her favorite pair of shorts and underwear. Once you came back to the spare room,she was halfway asleep making you let out a soft chuckle. You lifted her legs up gently,slipping the clothes onto her making her whine. “It’s ok love,I’m right here” you whispered,laying next to her and lifting her head up to place it onto your chest. You stroked her back gently as she drifted off to sleep,you drifting off soon after her.

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