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DIRTY LITTLE NURSE : SATOSUGU
they are there for their best friend, Shoko —but who knows a hospital can bring them so much fun and pleasure
content warning : smut! SATOSUGU, OOC! SATOSUGU
THIS IS FROM THE 3RD POV
Suguru smiled. “So they’re finally going to let you go home are they, Shoko?” he said.
“Yup,” she answered. “I’m so glad. I was starting to go a little stir crazy cooped up in this room.”
“When do you get out then?” asked Suguru.
“Tomorrow,” said Shoko. “So you two can come and pick me up, right?”
The black-haired boy turned to look at his friend, Satoru. “Oh , I don’t know about that. I think we might be busy,” he teased and ducked as a cushion whizzed past his head. “Don’t listen to him,” laughed Suguru “We’ll be here. Does the plaster cast come off today then?”
Shoko looked down at her leg. “Yeah, they’ll remove it and keep me in overnight just to check on my leg. They think the break has healed OK, so there should be no problem though. I should be set for tomorrow.” They heard the door of the room open and turned to look as Shoko’s nurse, Y/n, walked in.
“Jeez, are you two reprobates here again,” she laughed. “Can’t you leave the poor woman in peace to rest?’
Suguru looked at Satoru and smiled. He could see his friend’s eyes dropping to Y/n’s short skirt. They had discussed at length, what kind of panties were under it. Suguru couldn’t help his own eyes dropping to the hem of the skirt. It was mid-thigh length and hugged Y/n’s legs and hips tight. The blouse was tight too and showed off the nurse's gorgeous breasts.
Suguru quickly brought his eyes up to Y/n’s face as he heard her speaking his name. He saw the faint smile playing on her lips and wondered if she realized the dirty fantasies he and Satoru had about her. She probably did, he thought, on the basis that most men coming into the medical center probably fantasized about the sexy nurses. The short skirts and tight blouses had a lot to do with that. Suguru looked questioningly at Y/n, “Sorry, did you ask me something?”
“Was your attention distracted?” she teased and Suguru flushed a little. “I said can you and Satoru come along and sign the release form for Shoko.”
“Oh yeah, sure,” he replied. “When do you want us?”
“Well right now is good for me,” replied Y/n, “if the pair of you can fit it into your busy schedules that is.”
Suguru laughed. “I’m sure we can manage.”
Y/n turned to Shoko, “Is there anything else you need just now?”
“Yeah,” started Shoko, a huge grin forming on her face. “Could you smack that idiot on the back of the head,” she said, pointing at Satoru.
“No problem,” said Y/n. As she walked across the room to the door, she whipped her hand across the back of Satoru’s head. “Hey,” he complained. “Aren’t nurses supposed to be caring and compassionate?”
“Only for patients, not visitors,” laughed Y/n and held the door open for Satoru and Suguru . “This way,” she said when she had closed the door. She set off along the corridor with Satoru and Suguru walking behind. The view of her ass as she walked was gorgeous and the two men couldn’t help staring. They didn’t raise their eyes until Y/n stopped at another door and opened it. Satoru and Suguru walked in and looked around. There was a desk on one side of the room and a small circle of chairs on the other.
“Just take a seat,” said Y/n, pointing at the chairs and the two men went and sat. They watched as Y/n went to the desk and leaned over to search for the correct form. They could see the way the skirt rode up the back of her legs. It was a gorgeous sight and they couldn’t tear their eyes away. Y/n eventually found the form, attached it to a clipboard and went to sit down. She sat opposite the two men and they couldn’t help staring at her legs as the short skirt rode up her thighs a little.
They quickly looked up as Y/n started talking. The faint smile was playing on her lips again. “OK, well the form is pretty simple. Just fill in Sally’s details and your own. When the form is signed you are free to leave and do whatever it is you two like doing.”
“What makes you think we want to leave?” laughed Satoru.
“Oh?” said Y/n. “Is there something in the room that interests you?” she asked.
“I could think of a few things that I would like to see,” laughed Satoru his eyes flicking down to the short skirt and then back up to Y/n's face. “Yes, I’m sure there is,” she laughed. “The pair of you do seem to have an interest in my nurse uniform.”
“We thought you all wore scrubs these days,” said Suguru.
“Not in this center,” replied Y/n. “The bosses prefer a more traditional nursing uniform look.”
“Good for them,” laughed Suguru.
“Yeah, it is comfortable, but the skirt is short,” said Y/n. “It rides up too easily too.” She smiled and raising her hips hitched the skirt up her thighs. “I mean when I am sitting like this flashing my panties at men it can be so embarrassing.” Suguru looked at Satoru. They smiled and looked back at the little white panties.
“You wouldn’t believe the number of time I have seen men getting hard as they stared,” she continued. She looked down at the front of the two men’s pants. “See there it is again,” she laughed.
Y/n stood up and moved across to the door. She locked it and closed the blinds that sat over the small window. She walked back and dropped to her knees in front of the two men. She then popped open a couple of buttons on the blouse and hitched the skirt back up so her panties were on view. “Is this your idea of a sexy nurse?” she asked.
She moved to Suguru, put her hands on his knees and parted them so that she could move in between. She looked up at him as her hand stroked over the front of his pants. “Oh dear,” she said. “Is there something wrong with you? Hmm…, maybe I should carry out an examination.”
Suguru moaned as he felt her fingers fumbling with the button and zipper of his pants. When they were open she slid her hand inside his boxers and quickly pulled out his hard cock. “Oh it doesn’t look well,” she laughed, “but I have just the medicine it needs.” Y/n bent down and kissed the head of Suguru’s hard shaft.
She moved back a little and worked the tip of her tongue around the little slit. As the pre-cum oozing out of the slit, Y/n could feel it smear onto her tongue. She kissed the head of the cock again and let her lips slide down over it. She worked her tongue around the head as she sucked the cock deeper into her mouth.
Y/n looked up and could see Satoru watching her intently as she sucked Suguru’s cock. She moved her head down the hard shaft and held it inside her mouth as she reached across to Satoru and worked his pants open. She quickly got his hard cock out and started to slide her fingers up and down it as her mouth went to work on Suguru’s cock again. Y/n moaned in pleasure.
The excitement of playing with two cocks was getting her really wet and she wanted to make sure they were hard and ready for her. She finally lifted her head from Suguru’s cock and moved to get between Satoru’s legs. This time as she sucked Satoru’s cock into her mouth, she used her hand on Suguru, feeling the two hard shafts twitching and jerking as she played with them.
Finally, the two men wanted more. They grabbed Y/n up onto her feet and pulled her across to the desk. “Take your panties off but leave the sexy uniform on,” said Suguru. The two men watched as Y/n hitched up her skirt and slid her fingers across the front of her panties. They could see the damp patch forming on it as the wetness leaked out of Y/n's pussy. She played for a short while, watching as the two men gripped their cocks and started to stroke them at the show she was giving.
Y/n finally slid her fingers under her panties and tugged them down a little. Her excitement surged as she exposed her naked pussy to the two men. It was an incredible rush and she slowly stroked the panties down her toned legs and stepped out of them. Y/n hitched her skirt up around her waist and perched on the edge of the desk.
She could see the two men working their cocks harder as she slid her hand onto her thigh. She teased them, moving it slowly up her leg, and felt her body shiver as her hand stroked onto her pussy. She moved it to her clit and started to stroke the fingers in gentle circles. As she felt her excitement rising, her fingers worked her clit harder until she was gasping at the pure pleasure running through her body.
When she worked her fingers down onto her pussy lips, Y/n could feel how wet they were. She felt like a real slut for putting on a dirty masturbation show for the two men, but it was really turning her on and there was no way she was going to stop. She slid her fingers to the wet opening and watched the men’s faces as she pushed her fingers inside.
The feeling of spreading her pussy wide was gorgeous and she quickly worked three fingers inside. Y/n pushed them in as far as she could and stirred them around. Her heart was racing and her pulse quickened even more as she began to pump the fingers in and out. Her breathing became heavier as she sped up her movements until she was fucking her fingers in and out hard.
“Fuck Y/n, looking like a slut for us,” Satoru's word.
The pleasure was mounting in her body as she played with herself, but she suddenly wanted more than just fingers. She pulled them out and the men watched with wide-open eyes, as their dirty nurse brought the wet fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean. “Fuck me,” said Y/n.
The men didn’t need to be asked twice and moved forward so that they could finally get their hands on Y/n’s body. She felt the remainder of the buttons on her blouse being opened and hands pushed inside to grab her tits. She felt her breasts being pulled from the bra cups and squeezed, fingers working over her nipples and making them hard.
“Fuck,” said Suguru. “I want cunt. Get her over the fucking desk.” Y/n felt herself being spun around. She quickly cleared a space on the table and felt herself being pushed face down onto it. Suguru moved up behind her and she felt him grab her ass cheeks and spread them open wide. She gave a start as Suguru’s hard cock was pushed against her asshole hard. He stroked the tip over the tight hole and Y/n thought he was going to fuck it.
He contented himself with just teasing it for a while though, before sliding his cock down onto the wet pussy lips. The feeling of the cock sliding up and down her pussy was gorgeous and Y/n closed her eyes and moaned. She waited for Suguru to fuck his hard cock inside, but he seemed to want to play first. He teased the slick entrance to her pussy, before sliding his cock back to her tight asshole.
Y/n was going crazy with desire and was desperate to feel the hard cock inside her. She opened her eyes and saw Satoru standing in front of her stroking his hard cock. He moved forward so that he could smear the pre-cum onto her smooth skin and started to rub his cock all over Y/n’s face. Her excitement rose as she suddenly had two hard cocks playing with her. Satoru slid his cock to her mouth and stroked the tip back and forth across her soft lips.
She parted them a little and stuck out her tongue so that the cock stroked over it. It felt wonderful and Y/n closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of being used as a dirty little slut. Satoru reached down to grab her head and Y/n knew what was coming. She opened her mouth and felt Satoru slide the head of his cock between her lips. He circled his hips, stirring the cock in her mouth before fucking his hips forward to drive his hard shaft further into her mouth. Y/n clamped her lips around the cock and felt her excitement surge as Satoru began to fuck her mouth.
Suguru finally worked his cock back to the slick entrance to Y/n’s pussy. He teased the head around, but this time pushed forward so that it slid inside, spreading the nurse’s pussy lips wide. He circled his hips a little, working them forward and slowly forced his cock deep into Y/n’s pussy. As Satoru pushed deep between her lips, she moaned at the delicious sensation of her mouth and pussy being filled with hard cock. She relaxed and got ready for the hard fucking that was coming her way.
The two men worked their cocks in and out of her holes. Y/n began moaning as the pleasure in her body really started to build. As the excitement of what they were doing caught Satoru and Suguru, they began to speed up their movements. They could feel their cocks fucking into the nurse hard and fast and the pleasure of double-teaming her drove them on to fuck her harder.
Y/n started to writhe on the two cocks as her body slowly worked towards a climax. She could feel it closing in and tried to force her hips back onto Suguru to get his cock deeper. Satoru started trying to get her to deep-throat his cock and she could feel the tip nudging at the back of her throat. The two men were really starting to roast her and it pushed the pleasure she was feeling to the brink of a climax.
“Good, Y/n, you taking us so well, good, good,” Suguru's little praise echoes in the room. She tried to hold it back, wanting the pure pleasure she was feeling to go on as long as possible. The orgasm finally broke over her through and she felt the intense sensations of pleasure shooting through her. She was writhing in excitement as the pleasure grew and grew until it engulfed her entire body and left her gasping for breath. As she came down from the high she could still feel the two men fucking into her.
“Swap places,” said Satoru. “I want some ass.”
Y/n felt the two men pull out and quickly swap positions. She felt her ass cheeks being spread open again and for the second time a hard cock was pressed against her ass. This time there was no teasing though and Y/n moaned as Satoru began to work the tip of his hard cock onto her tight hole.
She felt her ass cheeks being pulled really wide as Satoru tried to open her up. He could feel a little resistance to his efforts, but as he pushed harder the hole opened up and he groaned as he felt the tightness close around the head of his cock. He worked to push it in deep and then just stood to enjoy the pleasure of his cock in a sexy nurse’s tight hole.
Y/n saw Suguru move in on her face. She quickly stuck out her tongue to lick the hard cock and felt her excitement shoot as she could taste her own wetness on it. Suguru was in no mood to tease either and quickly fucked his cock into Y/n’s mouth. He pushed it in deep, enjoying the sensation of the tongue licking it clean, before he quickly started to fuck in and out. “Fuck, Y/n!”
Satoru saw his friend starting to fuck Y/n’s mouth and joined in the dirty fun. He pulled his cock out to the tip and then slid it back inside. The pure pleasure of the tightness closing around his hard shaft as he drove it in made his excitement explode.
He grabbed the nurse’s hips and started to fuck her ass hard. Y/n could feel the pleasure starting to build in her body again. She hoped the two men would push her to a second orgasm, but the excitement of fucking her finally got too much for them. They finally pulled out of her holes, with their cocks on the brink of cumming hard.
“Do it on me,” moaned Y/n. “I want to see your dirty cum covering my uniform.” She quickly dropped off the table and got onto her knees in front of the two men. She closed her blouse and pulled her skirt down a little as she watched the two men stroking their cocks hard. It didn’t take them long to feel their balls get ready to release.
The two men stepped forward so that they could push their cocks hard against Y/n. She moaned as Suguru started to cum. It shot hard from the tip of his cock and splashed on her face, before sliding down her chin and dripping onto her blouse and skirt. The sight of the cum splattering onto her set off Satoru too and suddenly he joined his friend in giving the nurse a dirty cum shower. Y/n was in ecstasy as the pearly white rained down on her face and uniform. By the time the two men had finished using her, she was a mess of white streaks.
“Oh jeez, that was wonderful,” she gasped and looked down at the state of her uniform.
“Fuck,” laughed Satoru. “Let’s go back and break Shoko’s other leg. I don’t want her coming home tomorrow,” he joked while his face showed nothing but seriousness with his eyes focused on Y/n's face that covered with his cum.
Y/n laughed, “Don’t worry,” she said. “You can visit any time you want for a little examination. My door is always open to you two.”
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☆༉ — 𝓛𝔂𝓷𝓮𝔂. mystery
about. he always knew you by your nickname but never your real name
tags. fluff, established relationship
note. im sorry if this doesn't sound like lyney but i hope u like it nevertheless
Lyney had always been the curious type. As a magician, it was in his nature to seek out the hidden, the secrets that others kept close. But there was one mystery that had been bugging him for a while now: your real name.
He had known you for months, since the day you stumbled into one of his magic shows, and ended up becoming part of his trick. Since then, you two had grown closer, sharing laughter, secrets, and even some of his magic tricks. But there was one thing you never shared—your real name.
he always knew you by the nickname friends and family gave you and never thought twice about it. He had called you everything from "Mystery" to "Shadow" to "Muse."
After another successful show, you and Lyney sat backstage tonight, the dim light casting shadows that danced along the walls, reflecting the lingering magic in the air. "Amazing as ever," you said, nudging him gently.
Lyney grinned, tipping his hat slightly. "Why, thank you! But you know, it takes one to know one." You laughed, shaking your head. "Flattery will get you nowhere, magician."
"But maybe the truth will," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Will you finally tell me your real name?" You sighed, leaning back against the plush sofa. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Names have power. They hold a piece of who we are. And besides," he added with a playful smirk, "I've run out of creative names to call you."
You chuckled, but there was a softness in your eyes. "Alright, alright. You've worn me down." You took a deep breath, meeting his gaze. "It's [Y/N]. My name is [Y/N]."
Lyney's eyes widened in surprise and then softened with a warmth you hadn't seen before. "[Y/N]," he repeated, letting the name roll off his tongue. "It's beautiful. Just like you."
You felt your cheeks heat up at his compliment. He reached out, taking your hand in his. "Thank you for trusting me with your real name. It means a lot."
You squeezed his hand, feeling a connection that went beyond magic tricks and performances. "You're welcome, Lyney. Just promise me one thing."
"Anything," he said, his eyes serious now.
"Don't use it in your tricks," you said with a grin.
Lyney laughed, the sound light and joyful. "I promise. Your secret is safe with me." And in that moment, with your hand in his and your real name finally revealed, you felt a sense of belonging that was more magical than any trick Lyney could ever perform.
#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader#genshin impact#lyney#lyney x reader#lyney x you#genshin fluff
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The great shift: a stinking symbiotic relationship
I came home empty-handed, I hadn't even been able to get a job as a cashier at McDonald's, but I can't blame them who would hire an overweight middle-aged man like me... A lot of things are different since the Great Shift, but I guess that some things remain the same, I opened the door to my apartment and the first thing I looked at was my old body sitting on the couch with an annoyed look.
-Dude, What the fuck? You were supposed to be here 35 minutes ago, my phone is blowing up with messages on our subscribers! You know them, they can't wait a minute for any of this! -
Gary Muller, my roommate and my “business partner,” flexed one of his enormous biceps until the shirt that covered the muscular and perfect body that used to belong to me almost burst, then with one of his long fingers he pointed to one of his armpits that for a moment They were dry.
Gary took off his shirt, revealing the body he used to look at every day in the mirror, grabbed a pair of dumbbells that were on the floor and started working out for our afternoon show.
-Yeah... I'm sorry, I went to a couple of job interviews, and they went a little longer than I thought, just... let me change while you train a little-
He just ignored me and went about his business while I walked into our apartment. I had heard that many people ended up in bodies thousands of miles away because of the Great Shift, but me and Gary living next to each other was a strange coincidence.
I didn't know anything about Gary before all this. Furthermore, I only considered him as the old man who lived next to me, sometimes in the mornings while my uncle went to the gym I could see him leaving the building, dressed in a cheap suit and heading to his office job. It was a surprise for me, One day I woke up in his apartment with his old body.
The Real Gary was as surprised as I was, the first time I saw my old body from Gary's perspective I was speechless, there was an expression of confusion on that beautiful, symmetrically perfect face, the long, muscular arms of which I used to be so proud now they were in someone else's possession, but the worst of all was how short I was now. The height difference between us was enormous, while I was almost two meters tall Gary was 1.50 CM Even some children They are taller than me now.
But over time I got used to Gary's horrible old body... every day I prayed to get my old life back, but every day I woke up with horrible back pain and with a face older than my father's, perhaps the most strange now is the hair, Gary started going bald since high school and when he turned 30 he decided to shave all his hair, Gary's bathroom was full of hair growth products that hadn't worked for years.
And while I was suffering from trying not to adapt to the life of a 48-year-old, the real Gary was enjoying his new youth and his new muscular body. I learned that people treat you very differently when you look like a damn stud instead of a wrinkled Troll.
He could hear through the walls like the real home, and he had fun with my body and with all the boys I brought to my old apartment every night, I had never realized how thin the walls were in this building Until for the first time I heard the powerful moans of my old voice at the same time that Gary used my cock to fornicate another man.
Time passed and society continued on its path, for me, it was surprisingly fast how the government recovered from all this. But there was only one problem, there were a lot of unemployed people everywhere, and among all of them was me.
I used to work at the local gym as a trainer, but with this body that had never been in a gym in its entire life, I was quickly fired. On the other hand, Gary's company went bankrupt when most of the investors ended up in young bodies And they decided to sell the company.
As the days went by, Gary and I became somewhat of friends, I helped him with exercise routines and taught him about the nutrition My body needed, We decided that it would be much cheaper for both of us to live together while all this was resolved, And I returned to my old apartment, but I felt like a stranger among my own things. I settled in the smallest room surrounded by my training equipment that was totally useless to me now, everything was too heavy.
Living with Gary was certainly better than living on the street, But every day it made me reconsider if that was true, Unsuccessfully I tried to get a damn job, so I could get out of that apartment and start my life over in Gary's weak old body. I felt like a parasite even with Gary, he paid the rent and all the house services.
On top of that, he used to party every night and hang out with his new gym friends during the day, it was a total mystery to me how he made so much money... until I started receiving some strange messages on my old Instagram account. .
“Hey buddy, was this your body?”
“Dude, are you DaddyGary?”
“Damn, you had such a hot body… I always knew what was under those shorts, you didn't disappoint me.”
It wasn't hard to realize that Gary had been making his filthy armpit fetish porn for those desperate gays. I felt so dirty watching the videos of my old body worshiping his sweaty armpits after the gym.
I immediately confronted Gary about it, and surprisingly he admitted it very quickly. He didn't seem embarrassed, or sorry for doing it, I could even notice a slight mocking smile on his face as I told him how humiliated I felt while a bunch of perverted men masturbated with my stinky armpits.
It was at that moment when those words from Gary sealed the destiny I am living in now.
-Those “disgusting” things like you call them are what pay the rent for this place and keep your old ass from sleeping in some dumpster. And if you want to continue sleeping in your comfortable bed, it's time for you to start contributing a little money, and I know how you can do it... Come here -
He flexed both arms showing his armpits, I was surprised to see that he had recently shaved his armpits, eliminating all the wild hair that I previously kept in my sweaty pits, I... I couldn't control myself, I don't think he's homosexual, but the powerful musk of my old armpits made me react like a bee to honey.
Gary took his phone and started recording me while he worshiped his wet armpits with my tongue.
-You like it, right?… “Gary” Do you like the taste of your old body? Can you believe this used to be me? Damn, You really are pathetic, “Gary” -
It had been several days since I had ejaculated, I had thought Gary's body had erectile dysfunction or something, but at that moment my little cock was hard as a rock and hot as hell. I had never felt this way, my head was completely clouded by the addictive testosterone filled aroma of my old armpits.
-Look friends, “Gary” is jerking off, it seems like he still misses his old body... Maybe we should let him play with him another time...-
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Ace, Deuce and Rook 2
Summary: Another day, another practice session with Vil. Ace and Deuce noticed you were cutting it close to the meeting time and went to wake you up. When they opened the door, they found you not alone in your bed.
(Brain has been stuck on Rook for whatever reason. Little weirdo has invaded my thoughts, so may as well spit him out on the page. Also I just think it would be funny of the Prefect was casually sleeping with Rook in the same bed, baffling the others with the fact that they are, in fact, not dating or fucking.)
Ace slammed open the door so loudly that even he was taken aback.
“Ooh,” Ace hissed, creaking the door back just to make sure he didn’t dent the wall, your morning drink in his other hand, “Ah, sorry there Prefect, but you really should’ve gotten up earlier. I even brought you your drink. Did you sleep through your alarm or something?”
“Would they do that, though?” Deuce popped up from behind, in his hands a decent breakfast that, unfortunately, followed Vil’s nutritional rules. It’s filling, at least there’s that, but it ultimately wasn’t exactly to your preference. “Being late for anything doesn’t really suit our Prefect. Are you sick? We brought you something if you want it.”
Ace and Deuce, with how you are, are pretty much used to dealing with people that love punctuality. With you around, it’s become nearly impossible for them to be late to anything, their sense of time fine-tuned as a result of not wanting to face your wrath. Now they can accurately tell how much time their travels will take with just a look at a map, though this does also mean that they do everything last minute if they can afford to.
Ace and Deuce are lazy more efficiently, oddly enough.
And Grim, well he’s not here. Already zipped on over to practice because he’s determined to dance so well that Vil will have to replace Ace or Deuce.
As such, they know that if you don’t get up, the one responsible for their fear of being late to anything, then something has to be wrong.
“Mm,” you shifted around then turned, blinking blearily at them, “Oh nice, food.” You sat up and scratched at your head, waving your hand over at the empty nightstand. “Just leave it there, I’ll get to it in a minute.”
“Hmm,” Ace frowned, miffed, “you’re not sick at all. Was I really worried for nothing?”
“Did you sleep well at least?” Deuce lightly shoved Ace to remind him to play nice, “You’re going to be late to the rehearsal if you don’t get dressed, you know?”
Do you even have time to eat? Well, Ace will probably make sure you have this drink in your stomach while Deuce handed you food you can hold in your hands.
“Seriously, is something wrong? It’s not like you to sleep in like that.” Ace wanted to point out the hypocrisy of this whole situation but he didn’t want to be a jerk, not this early in the morning. Maybe in the afternoon. “If you need to skip, just tell me and I’ll–”
“There’s no need to worry your little heads about it,” sighed out another voice, right from under a lump Ace and Deuce were convinced was just a large body pillow. Popping out from under the covers like a mermaid breathing in fresh air, Rook laid his torso right over your thigh, “I already informed our Beautiful Vil that we’re taking a little break today. It would seem that the both of us have reached our limits yesterday.”
Ace was lucky he was already putting the mug down on your nightstand before he lost his grip on it. Deuce, however, was not so lucky flipped the plate right on the ground.
Both of their eyes were wide, though Ace was the first to regain his voice.
“H–” Ace cleared his throat from the tinny tone it took, “How long was he in there?” He pointed to the happily smiling Rook, like he was some creature from the deepest tunnels.
You slowly blinked, then yawned. “Hmm, all night.”
“He didn’t do anything weird to you did he? Blink twice if yes!”
Ace grabbed your shoulders and Deuce was already lifting up his sleeves, ready to grab and toss Rook out the nearest window.
“Oh my,” commented Rook, swinging his legs without a care in the world, “Is it really so strange for two people as close as ourselves to sleep in the same bed?”
“If it’s you, yeah!”
“Wow, that was perfectly in sync.” You sounded vaguely impressed before tossing two little pillows right into Ace and Deuce’s faces, “Relax, I’m the one that offered.”
“Wha-why?!” So exclaimed Ace, offended that you would say no to him sleeping on your bed, but say yes to this stalker.
“Are you two… dating?” Deuce, as much as tried to stay composed, could not help the way his face contorted in disgust.
“No,” now it was your turn for you and Rook to be in sync.
“Then why–!?” Poor Ace, his brain was storming with confusion.
“I just wanted to share a bed with Rook,” you leaned back, reaching over to grab your drink, “Besides, what I do is my business.”
“I…” Deuce scratched at his head, “I don’t get it.”
“Me too man,” Ace sighed, “Me too.”
#twst#twisted wonderland#twst-drabbles#twst-drabbles exclusive#drabble#heartslabyul#ace#ace trappola#deuce#deuce spade#pomefiore#rook#rook hunt#reader insert
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incredibly out of character of me to write something like this about yujin and quite frankly idk what came over me… BUT WALK WITH ME!
gp yujin thoughts!
cw : kinda breeding kink, heavyy puppy kink, subtle praise kink, this is probably kinda nasty in terms of detailing and description sorry y’all it’s like 2am HELPP i’m fighting demons right now
you look at these pictures and think “omg sweet girl.. she does no wrong.” and you’d be… so right actually she’d be the sweetest girlfriend ever i mean look at her SHE TAKES YOU OUT ON DATES EVERY WEEKEND AND BUYS YOU FLOWERS BEFORE PICKING YOU UP anyways
one random saturday, you ask her if you guys could simply chill at home instead of going out since you caught a cold prior to the hang out, to which she will, of course, happily oblige! she’s fine being anywhere as long as it’s with you aheheheh she’s so cute she’d start actually giggling at the mere thought of having to take care of a sick yn, making sure you’re okay and watching over you:(( sweet bby
one thing she wasn’t expecting, however, was to witness you getting surprisingly and strangely aroused by being pampered this much and having to take care of you in another way. or, actually.. more like having the roles switch and being taken care of instead! :]
she doesn’t know what to do when you’re kissing all over her and whining about how much you need to give her a reward for being so good to you. on one hand, she wants to be spoiled too and have you all to herself. on the other, she wants to tuck you back to sleep because you’re ill and deserve some good rest!! if things went according to plan, she wouldn’t even have thought twice about it and would’ve just given you tea to drink and force you to take a well-deserved nap..
but let’s just say that the dick in between her legs, very familiar traitor to yujin, had other plans.
honestly, with your soft hand palming her dick through the fabric of her jeans that was accompanied by the sweet things you whispered in her ear, it made it impossible for her to not want more.
so when you’re finally bouncing on her twitching cock cowgirl style whilst she lays back on the couch? oh well YESS~~
and one thing about yujin? oh she’s a sensory girlie i fear… poor puppy can’t enjoy having sex if she can’t hear and see every little thing that’s happening. from the soft moans and ‘good puppy’s escaping your lips and the way you’re bouncing up and down in front of her all the way down to the noise your skin makes when it’s slapping against hers due to her rough pounding and seeing you sneak a hand under your top to access your own chest, playing with your own nipples and getting off on her adorable vulnerability,,, or maybe she’s even paying close attention to the wet sound your pussy makes when it’s rubbing against the shaft of her hard cock, she’s watching it pump in and out of you and stretch you out:(( sometimes maybe even watch and hear it slip out on accident, listening to the ‘plop’ sound it makes on your stomach when it slaps it.. YES it’s frustrating and YES it’s also incredibly hot to her LISTEN—
it’s all sososo lewd to her,,, it makes her feel so filthy ouh it drives her crazy me thinks
also the consent check is THERE! she knows you’re sick, she needs to constantly make sure you’re feeling alright enough to continue and always reminding you that you can always stop whenever you feel overwhelmed she’s so soft i’m.
omg random thoughts about yujin nodding eagerly when you talk dirty to her,, “does it feel good, baby?” and she can only whimper and keenly nod as a response because she can’t speak coherent and proper sentences when you’re making her feel this good foekfnem SHE’S SENSITIVE OKAY
also i am a firm believer of her being a drooler i don’t CARE! she’s digging her nails into your naked thighs whenever she’s close to climax, looking up at you with glossy eyes, upturned eyebrows and a cute pout:((((( her mouth often agape when she does cum, it’s very common for her to drool all over her chin as she rides out her orgasm and shoots her thick load into your womb, getting too into it to even remember that she needs to PULL OUT WHEN CUMMING? listen SHE’S JUST A STUPID PUPPY LET HER LIVEE
and when it comes to the aftercare? oh it’s unmatched; you’re passed out, naked, on the couch next to her and she runs her hand through your hair, scratching it and giving you a scalp message cause she knows your head probably hurts from orgasming while having a cold… GUYS— [EXPLOSIONS]
#smut#kpop gg#female reader#ive smut#yujin ive smut#ahn yujin#ahn yujin x y/n#ahn yujin smut#ahn yujin x reader#ahn yujin x female reader#yujin ive#yujin x female reader#ive yujin#ive ahn yujin#losing my shit
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I have a request, I don't know if you already written one or similar but can you write about how Bihan and reader have been friends since they were kids and the reader is one of the few that Bihan would actually listen to, over time as they get older both of them start to see each other in a different way but couldn't admit it to each other until one night the reader has a dream involving being romantic with Bihan (NSFW if you want to) wakes up in shock and avoids Bihan out of fear that her feelings would be discovered and get rejected. Bihan notices this and tries to find out why and follows the reader who went on a mission for Liu Kang to gather champions and to understand why the reader has been distant.
Soo sorry if this is long, it was an idea popped into my head and I enjoy your writings on the Lin Kuei brothers.
Ruin Our Friendship
Yip Notes: No need to apologize! Dreams are crazy tbh. I had a dream a few days ago where I constantly told Shang Tsung I hate him but I love him and that he was my pookie. It was wack.
Pairing: Bi-Han x Afab reader
Warnings: None I promise
Since you were born, you and Bi-Han have been side by side. His family and yours have been close for many years. It was no shock that you and Bi-Han would become friends by default.
You saw the best out of Bi-Han. You watched him better his cyromancy abilities. You were there when he became an older brother to Kuai Liang and Tomas. Though you did have to scold him multiple times to be nicer Tomas.
You were with him all throughout his life, watching every success and failure. In return, he was there for you. Even as his personality changed he was still the same boy you grew up with. A little bit colder and a little bit stronger but he was still a sweetheart in your eyes. He just doesn’t want you saying that in front of his clan since he is the grandmaster now. He has a reputation to keep up, ya know. He has to stay tough and fierce. But for you, he can loosen up a little.
Yes, your relationship with Bi-Han is strong. But it could be stronger. Much, much stronger. You could have a bond that not even the elder gods could break. A bond that Bi-Han would never allow anyone to disrupt it. You feel it and Bi-Han feels it. There is something there that you’ve noticed for a long time.
You thought this feeling was stupid, teenage hormones. As the years went on and on those teenage hormones became young adult hormones. Wait, those aren’t real. Admit it, you have feelings for your best friend. You’ve had feelings for a long time. For as long as you stay near Bi-Han those feelings will be nibbling at your insides like hookworms. Ignoring them or passing them off as something silly won’t get rid of them. You have to face the music one way or another.
The music will be a blast to the face.
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You toss and turn in your bed. Your mind was like a blaring horn. It wouldn’t shut up about Bi-Han.
Recently you’ve been noticing much more about Bi-Han. Mainly his physique. He sure turned into a fine, strong, and powerful man. Compared to everyone else in the Lin Kuei he was well-built. He had a body that could only be described as a masterpiece. He looked like he was carved by the hands of the greatest sculptors in history. His body type could only be found in grand museums. And oh that face, good heavens that face. An art piece right there. A well-sculptured face, well-trimmed eyebrows, dark chocolate eyes, and a perfect nose.
Woah alright! Your mind is winning too much. You have to sleep now or else you’ll be up all night thinking about Bi-Han.
You tried with all your might to fall asleep and luckily you did. Your body started to relax and your mind quieted down. You thought you would be free from the grasp of your feelings but you were wrong. Your emotions always find their way into your dreams.
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In a haze all you could see was Bi-Han. Everything you felt was because of Bi-Han. His arms wrapped around you in a cold embrace. Your head rested on his chest and listened to his calming heartbeat. His head rested on top of your head. In that moment you felt safe. There was no reason for you to hold back. You embraced him. Your breathing picked up as your heart began to feel many things. It felt warm, it felt tingly, it felt like it was fluttering, it felt right. It felt like…love. You were in love, your dreams were your confirmation.
The dream progressed with Bi-Han bringing his hands up to your face. He made you stare into his dark eyes before closing them. He leaned in close, very close. His lips lightly touched your lips and you felt his cold breath hit them. You leaned in with your lips slightly parted. The kiss felt so real. The idea that this was all a dream was unrealistic now. The kiss grew more desperate and somewhat rough. It was passionate, it was loving. Your hands went up to hold his perfect face. He felt so real.
And then…
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“Bi-Han!” You shot up from your bed.
Your heart was beating fast. You strained your muscles from moving so quickly from laying down to sitting up. You were even slightly dizzy.
This can’t be happening to you. You’re so madly in love with Bi-Han. You don’t want to be in love. You’re afraid. It’s reasonable to be afraid.
You’ve never seen Bi-Han with another girl. Never once went on a date or accepted his father’s suggestions on finding a bride. It got to the point that he vented to you about his frustrations on his father’s request. That was the moment you suspected he may never want to date someone. Which was fine at the time but now it’s different. Now you’re a desperate fool who’s in love.
Bi-Han can’t know about this. This could ruin a friendship that has lasted a lifetime. The idea of that crushes you. Going on without your best friend is the same as going on without the other half of your body. As much as you fear that he will find out and leave you, you fear that he will stay but reject you.
Rejection hurts like a rose thorn except you are unsure if you can remove the thorn. The thorn could stay for a few months or the rest of your adult life. Do you really want to take that risk and find out how long you could endure the pain? No, you don’t.
You’re only a girl, well, woman actually. But the point still stands about how you are afraid of getting hurt. So what will you do to prevent things from getting awkward or you getting hurt? You will stay clear of Bi-Han. That’s a bold move but if it’s what you wish to do then you must keep it on the downlow. You know how suspicious Bi-Han can get. When it comes to you he will spot it from a mile away.
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Well fuck my advice. You didn’t keep it on the downlow you kept it on the high ground.
Bi-Han noticed from the start that you were steering clear of him. You weren’t visiting even when he suggested that you come to practice for a little. He never heard back from you which made him think something fishy was going on. When he visited you he saw that you had your head down like you were ashamed about something. He didn’t say anything to your family members he made a beeline toward you.
“Is something the matter? You have not responded to any of my letters.”
He was walking close to you. You never realize how close he would get to you. That isn’t helping you right now. You couldn’t respond about his letters because you never looked at them. Every time a family member came around to pass you a letter from Bi-Han you would take it before storing it away.
“Oh, sorry. I don’t really…” You didn’t finish your sentence. The moment you saw a room you slipped inside to create distance from Bi-Han. You even locked the door for extra measures.
Bi-Han rarely gets mad at you but right now he is feeling a little ticked off. You are purposefully avoiding him and he can tell. You wish you didn’t have to but the moment you think about being honest with him your heart aches thinking about the possible consequences. It’s better if he doesn’t know. Once you get your emotions situated you will go back to him. For now, you are unable to.
Bi-Han was standing by the door, constantly knocking to the point your father had to go up to him and have him leave. He respects your dad but he wanted to tell him to back off. He hesitated and walked away. There had to be another way to get close to you and make you talk. He’ll have to figure that out for himself. If he asked for help many would get suspicious of him and his intentions.
Some days passed and an opportunity fell into his hands. Liu Kang told Bi-Han that he would need assistance when collecting his champions for the upcoming tournament. Bi-Han was unsure about providing help since he didn’t like being commanded by the fire god. That was until Liu Kang informed him that you would be helping. Immediately he switched up and said he would do it. You wouldn’t dare disobey Liu Kang so you won’t try to back out. Just for good measure, Bi-Han won’t let you know he is there until it’s too late.
The day came when you were supposed to see if Raiden and Kung Lao were ready. Liu Kang informed you to wait till they were done eating to begin the test. You noticed he was looking around like he was expecting someone else to come.
“Ah, Bi-Han, are you and your brothers ready?” Liu Kang shouted past your shoulder.
You froze up at the mention of Bi-Han. You swiftly turned around and saw him and his brothers standing there. You didn’t know they would be part of the test. Kuai Liang and Tomas were ready but Bi-Han seemed determined for something else. He was determined to call you out on your behavior.
You kept your cool and tried to slow your heartbeat. You all made your way to the tea house and you could feel Bi-Han’s eyes burning holes in the back of your head. Once you got there Liu Kang took his seat and you were all expected to hide till the Raiden and Kung Lao finished eating. Bi-Han had his brothers go their own way while he stayed with you. The moment his brothers walked away he grabbed your hand and forced you to come with him. You did your best to slow him down, even digging your heels into the ground but that did nothing. All it did was make grooves in the dirt.
Once you came to a spot to stay until the test started, he had you sit next to him. You expected him to say something but he didn’t. He was so silent that you couldn’t hear his breathing. His face was stone cold. He’s waiting for you to say something. You’re the one acting strange, not him. You’ll break eventually because he knows you can’t stand when it’s too quiet or he seems mad. But he’s always mad so the silence will be the thing that kills you.
The wind may have blown but no leaves rustled. Bugs were out but none buzzed, chirped, or hissed. Not even a squirrel came around to munch on an acorn. Seconds passed but to you it felt like centuries. This felt horrible.
“You’re upset with me, aren’t you?” You asked.
“I would not be mad if you would tell me what is going on with you.” Yeah, it’s you, not him.
“It’s nothing. I’ve been feeling off is all.”
“You are giving me an excuse. I want the answer.”
“Why do you need to know?” You ask as if he isn’t your best friend.
He didn’t respond. He was giving you the silent treatment to make you break. Yeah, it’s cruel but there isn’t any other choice. He could keep asking the same question over and over and you would keep giving him excuses. So the only tactic he could trust is silence. A long uncomfortable silence that will go on for seconds, minutes, possibly hours. You could keep talking but he will not respond in any way. No facial cues or words. You’re on your own.
Make a choice: Will you speak the truth or keep the silence going?
“I think I’ve fallen in love with you and I might have been in love with you for a long time.” And speak the truth you did.
You didn’t see Bi-Han’s face change from cold to slightly surprised. His eyebrows raised a little. You had your eyes shut tight like something bad would appear in front of you if you told the truth. You went on and on about when it started and everything you felt. You spoke about the dream in great detail which wasn’t necessary but it did amuse him. Now you wouldn’t shut up. You’re fine, he got the point. Have you gotten the point? No! Let Bi-Han help you.
You felt something grab at the front of your shirt before yanking you. Before you knew it you felt Bi-Han’s lips against yours. That dream of yours seemed to know how it would feel. You felt the cold breath against your lips and you felt how rough he was. Your eyes were wide open but his were closed. He pulled away after about thirty seconds and looked at you. He had a blank expression like he didn’t just kiss you.
“You never were truly direct in anything. You always gave excuses but never the answer. Was it truly that hard?” He asked but you were frozen.
Your brain was loading in the fact that Bi-Han, your best friend of many years, just kissed you. You pinched yourself just in case and yup, this was no dream. This is real life.
“I—You’re not mad? You’re fine with me having a crush on you?” You asked though this may not be a crush anymore.
“Is it really a crush if I make you my girlfriend right now?” He replied back.
“Well…no I guess.” You answered your question but now you have a million questions.
Let me help you out.
The reason Bi-Han was never interested in dating or taking his father’s suggestions was because he was only interested in you. When you started noticing how handsome Bi-Han was he started to notice how wonderful of a lady you have grown into. Your body matured and your beauty radiated like never before. Your personality didn’t change but evolved as you grew. You never became insufferable to him and you still were your old self. Even as you two were teens he knew he wanted you to be his lady for life. There was no competition, you were always the winner.
The reason he never approached you was because he’s not too good at that stuff. His brothers tried to help him and warned him that if he didn’t confess soon he would lose you to another man. He’s glad his brothers weren’t right because he would hate to admit that. Seems like he never needed to do all that fancy stuff and make an attempt to flirt. You two were made for each other. You both might have been soulmates from the start. Sounds pretty good to him. What about you?
Ah, you’re still in shock. Well at least the part where Bi-Han made you his girlfriend has set in. You just need to take in everything else that happened. Keep your mind sharp though you still have to do the test for Raiden and Kung Lao.
Bi-Han wouldn’t want his new girlfriend to be distracted and get hurt. That wouldn’t end well for anyone involved.
Yap notes: I did two fics today because I felt bad for not doing a request. I felt guilty and I don't like that feeling. But i felt okay once i put on summer playlists. I DON'T PRACTICE SANTERIA. I AIN'T GOT NO CRYSTAL BALL. Adiós!
#mortal kombat#mk1#mortal kombat 1#mortal kombat1#mortal kombat x reader#mortal kombat x you#mk x reader#mk x you#mk fanfic#bi han#bi han x you#bi han x reader#bi han mk#bi han sub zero#bi han mortal kombat#mortal kombat bi han#sub zero x you#sub zero x reader#sub zero mk1#sub zero
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HOW YOU AND SINGER!LEO VALDEZ CAME TO BE
♡ for giselle ( @pinkdiorluvr ), HEAVILY inspired by dominic fike
masterlist | rules
in which you date america's (self proclaimed) favourite singer
pairing singer!leo valdez x fem!reader
warnings my lack of knowledge on how uni works sorry im only 16 i fear, matty healy reference UNFORTUNATELY iykyk (i hate that man so much guys trust)
on the radio . . . dominic fike's whole discography tbh but i made a small playlist
an listened to dominic fike and made this as a result… lmk if u want more of them 😊
You never thought you’d actually get into your dream university. Well, to be more specific, you never thought you’d get off the waitlist
When you first discovered you got waitlisted, you’d accepted your fate. Sure, you already had tons of merch and had been dreaming of your life in California for years, but not all dreams come true. You chose another school to commit to and began preparing for freshman year of university. Who gets off of waitlists anyway?
Apparently, you. As soon as you got the email confirming your spot, you thanked the heavens and immediately changed your plans, giddily packing all your merchandise and adding to your California themed Pinterest boards
Until you realised you had nowhere to live. None of your friends and family lived in California, and you really didn’t want to live in a dorm after all of the stories you’d heard about communal bathrooms (they’re my biggest fear actually). Unfortunately, it was either that or go apartment hunting and pray you could find a decent apartment that didn’t cost a fortune
Whatever, at least you got into your dream university in the end. Sharing a bathroom with a bunch of other young adults was worth it. After a few days of letting the news properly sink in, you called your childhood best friend Piper to tell her the good news
“Pipes, you won’t believe what happened!” You nearly yelled into your phone, excitedly pacing back and forth in your room. Putting her on speaker, you put your phone down and continued packing your bags
Piper hummed, pretending to think before replying with, “you finally got with a hot rockstar like you insist you will?” You huffed, rolling your eyes - she’d never stop teasing you
“No, even better!” You said, “I got into Jupiter University!”
Cue the squealing. Piper congratulated you a million times over, now pacing in her own room somewhere in Europe or Australia or wherever she was, you could never keep up with that girl’s travels
Your conversation went quiet for a second before Piper connected two very important dots, “wait… that means you’ll be moving to Cali, right?”
“Well, duh, how else am I supposed to get to class on time?” At your confirmation, Piper’s face lit up (not like you’d be able to see it)
“Oh my God, Y/N, this is perfect! I just moved back to California and my dad gave me this giant apartment all to myself, you can live with me!”
Okay, now, you were convinced some God was smiling down on you. You and Piper had toyed with the idea of living together ever since you were pre-teens, but you never thought that fantasy would ever actually come true
You moved in the following week
Living with Piper was a dream. The two of you were the same person in different fonts, so discussing boundaries and house rules was a breeze
As soon as you’d arrived, she took you to all her favourite places in California. Did this result in the two of you spending a disgustingly large amount of money? Maybe! But it was fun, so it didn’t really matter
She also promised to introduce you to all her friends, since she knew a couple people who were also starting at Jupiter University that fall. After much negotiation, you all had settled on meeting at a restaurant nearby in two weeks time, since you still needed to settle
Little did you know, you’d be meeting one of Piper’s friends earlier than the rest
Singer/songwriter Leo Valdez quickly rose in the charts after people fell in love with his unique music and his charming personality. All the hype had fueled his creativity and resulted in him releasing many albums in a very short amount of time
However, after every high comes a writer’s block, which is where Leo was at now. He wanted nothing more than to write and produce new music, but nothing seemed to inspire him - no matter how many walks he took or people he talked to, nothing good seemed to come out of him
His favourite person to mope to about his predicament was none other than Piper Mclean. He and Piper had met at some event his publicist forced him to go to a couple years ago and hit it off immediately, bonding over their dislike for how the industry worked and love of authenticity
So, after nearly breaking his guitar in frustration, Leo decided to pay Piper a surprise visit - 56th time’s the charm!
Meanwhile, you were making yourself a quick breakfast and typing up a quick grocery list. Turns out Piper had only moved back to California a couple days before you called her, so she didn’t have much to eat in her kitchen. You planned to surprise her with a variety of groceries as a little gift for her hospitality
Finishing off your list, you chose something random to watch and began eating your breakfast - well, almost
Before you could get a single bite in, someone loudly knocked on the door, disturbing your peace and causing you to nearly drop your bowl of cereal. You took a deep breath, deciding not to let this stranger ruin your day, and went to see who decided to visit Piper so early in the morning
Leo was expecting an aggravated, half-asleep Piper to open the front door, glaring at him whilst mumbling about him ruining her beauty sleep. Instead, he was met with the girl of his dreams, who looked him up and down before giving him a tentative smile
“Hello,” you said. The guy in front of you was kind of cute - brown curly hair, big brown eyes and a warm aura that radiated off of him. Something about him charmed you instantly
Fidgeting with the rings on his fingers, he said, “Uh, hi… Is Piper home?” Leo wasn’t usually shy, but you were too pretty and it was really early in the morning, he couldn’t help but lose eye contact with you
Moving to the side, you said, “yeah, she’s just asleep, but you can wait if you want.” How could he possibly turn around now?
Leo didn’t have to wait for very long, as Piper’s a very light sleeper. Hearing the conversation happening outside, she rolled out of bed, already knowing who her mystery guest is
“Leo, I see you’ve met my new roommate, Y/N,” she said, stifling a yawn as she made her way to where the two of you were sitting, “Y/N, this is my friend Leo Valdez - before you ask, yes, he’s that Leo. Please don’t feed into his massive ego.”
Your brows furrowed in confusion, you didn’t know of any Leo Valdez. Biting your lip, you began recalling all your past conversations with Piper. Various names and stories came up, but no Leo
“Am I supposed to know who he is? Sorry, I can’t remember…” you said hesitantly, hoping he wasn’t that important
For a second, everyone was quiet, then Leo said, “you seriously don’t know? I’m America’s favourite singer! Have you never heard ‘Hey Blondie’ by me? Or ‘Açaí Bowl’?” At your silence and Leo’s exasperation, Piper laughed, which earned her a very nasty glare from America’s favourite singer himself
You shook your head, now feeling bad. You really didn’t want to offend this cute guy on your first meeting, “I’m sorry, but I’ve never listened to any of your music before… I’ll definitely check you out though!”
Leo was just joking with you, but even if he were upset, he couldn’t stay mad at your kind smile and determination to make it up to him. At the same time, he felt a wave of self consciousness wash over him - what if you didn’t like his music? Leo was usually pretty confident in his abilities, but he found himself needing to impress you
Luckily, you were the inspiration he needed to start writing a new album. When Leo got home, the words seemed to flow out of him in just the right way
After that day, Leo started showing up at your’s and Piper’s apartment much more often, except now it was to see you, not Piper. When she asked Leo about the increase in frequency of his visits, Leo made up some excuse about needing you to judge his songs since you were new to his music so your opinions would be less biased
However, Piper knew the truth. Leo was in love. Was that a bit of a bold statement considering he only knew you for a week? Maybe, but anyone who knew Leo knew that when he fell, he fell hard
You were charmed by Leo too. As the days progressed and summer leaves turned brown, you and Leo got closer and closer. You began going over to his apartment every once in a while, or hanging out at parks and cafes, all under the excuse of needing to help with his songs
Just like the leaves, Leo’s songs began to shift. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t help but write songs about you - you were on the forefront of his mind. Leo was enamoured by your bright eyes and kindhearted nature, it was only natural for him to begin writing songs about you
So, he embraced it. It was now nearing the one year anniversary of when the two of you met, so why not confess? If there was one thing Leo learnt from all the mistakes he made during his teen years, it was that there wasn’t much point in hiding things
However, he was Leo Valdez, the bad boy supreme himself, which meant he couldn’t just tell you outright. No, this had to be a special confession for a very special girl
Luckily, Leo was a pro at special confessions!
“Promise me you won’t listen to the album until the show, Y/N. I need you to get the authentic Valdez experience!” Leo told you over the phone. It was the night before the release of his new album and, to celebrate, Leo decided to host a quick and small show only a few minutes from where you lived - one you had front row tickets to
You thought this was a bit of a strange request but obliged, knowing how much this meant to Leo. At some point during his album-making journey, he started consulting you less. When you’d asked why, he said he wanted some of the songs on the album to be a surprise, which was fair enough, so you didn’t pry
Leo wasn’t lying: he did want some of the songs to be a surprise. Why? Well, because they were about you. Never in his life did Leo Valdez think he’d be writing love songs like the ones he wrote about you, especially after the horrible experience he had with his ex, Callie (wink wink)
When the night of the show came along, you and Piper got dressed and headed to the venue, matching VIP lanyards around your necks. You were really hoping to see Leo before the show and wish him luck, but Piper explained that Leo had his own special rituals to do before the show started so you weren’t going to see him. Oh well, you’d texted him a good luck message beforehand anyway
Leo rarely ever got nervous whenever he’d perform - he was used to it, after all. However, as he made his way onto the stage, his heart was beating the quickest and loudest it ever had. He scanned the crowds for your familiar head of hair, but unfortunately couldn’t spot you. However, he knew you were definitely out there
There’s no time better than the present. The crowd went silent as the first song started. The strumming of a guitar filled the venue, followed by a voice that wasn’t Leo’s
The song begun with a snippet of a voice message he’d received from you: “Fine, Leo, you’re so lucky I love you,” followed by a few giggles
Your eyes widened and at that moment, Leo finally saw you. As he looked into your eyes, everyone else disappeared. It was almost as if a show full of his biggest fans had turned into another afternoon spent in your room - you doing assignments while he played his guitar
“This is for you, I love you too,” he said, giving you a wink before beginning to sing
The rest of the concert was a blur. Was the album fantastic? Absolutely, it was one of the best you’d ever listened to. Unfortunately, you were too busy replaying that moment from the beginning of the show to be fully listening
You couldn’t believe Leo actually liked you back. You also couldn’t believe he liked you so much he was willing to announce it to the world - even though there were only a few people at his impromptu concert, the news would spread like wildfire
Somehow, you made it through the entire show without passing out. While everyone else proceeded to file out of the venue, you (and Piper) stayed behind. This conversation couldn’t wait a second longer than it already had
The security didn’t fight you as you made your way backstage, where Leo was busy tinkering with his instruments. Seeing him there as he hummed the tune of one of the songs he wrote just for you, you were filled to the brim with nothing but pure love
Piper stayed behind and watched as you ran to Leo, pulling him out of the trance his guitar pick had on him
“Hey,” he said, a goofy smile which matched yours making its way onto his face as you gave him what might’ve been the tightest hug he ever received. Leo breathed in the familiar scent of your shampoo and waited for you to pull away before saying, “I’m assuming you liked the show?”
Excitedly, you exclaimed, “liked it? Leo, I loved it! I’ve never seen anything like it!” While Leo was happy you enjoyed his concert, he still wasn’t satisfied. He needed you to acknowledge the opening song
The two of you stared at each other silently, waiting for the other to bring that up, both of you too nervous to say anything. Luckily, Piper wasn’t nervous
“Oh my God, guys, just say you’re in love with each other already!” She said, her voice cutting through the tension and allowing you to let go of a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You smiled at her then turned to Leo, your smile growing at the mere sight of him
Cupping his face, you said, “I love you more, Valdez.”
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Alastor Fears?
Alastor x female reader (others mentioned)
Summary: Alastor fears you, Charlie, and the others are just as surprised when you show up at the hotel and see's Alastor's demeanor changed
A/N- I'm back! Sorry I went away on Memorial Day weekend, and I had writers block but I'm alive!! (This isn't proofread so sorry if it sucks)
Alastor stood his ever-present grin firmly in place. He adjusted his red pinstripe suit, eyes scanning the room with an unsettling blend of amusement and mischief. It was just another day in Hell, or so it seemed.
That's when the front doors to the hotel opened and a hush fell over the lobby of the hotel. Every eye turned to you, but none more sharply than Alastor’s. His grin wavered, eyes widening slightly before narrowing in what could only be described as… fear? The air grew tense as you made your way further in the room.
Charlie, the Princess and proud owner stepped forward and the first to speak, "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! How can we help you today? "You glanced around, your gaze lingering on Alastor. He stood rooted to the spot, fingers twitching at his sides as if resisting the urge to flee. The sight of the notorious Radio Demon unsettled was enough to draw curious stares from everyone present. You LOVED teasing him.
You thought you would be the one shivering in your boots when he was around but nope. You had the infamous Radio Demon pratically kissing your feet, Oh did it feel good. "I'm here for a room," you replied calmly, though the intensity of your gaze never wavered from Alastor. "I hear this place offers redemption."
Charlie nodded enthusiastically, though her eyes flicked nervously between you and Alastor. "Absolutely! We'd be happy to have you."
Vaggie stepped forward, her expression wary. "Do you have any luggage? "You shook your head, a small smile playing on your lips. "Just me."Alastor finally found his voice, though it came out in a strained, static-laced whisper. "And what brings you to our humble establishment, dear guest?" You smirked at the deer demon, and he shifted, Charlie and Vaggie definitely noticed it and a wave of shock plastered over their faces.
Your smile widened, "Let's just say I'm here to keep an eye on things. Make sure no one gets out of line. "The tension was palpable, and even Angel Dust had ceased his antics, watching the scene with keen interest. Husk’s usual grumbling was replaced by a tense silence, his eyes narrowed as he observed Alastor's uncharacteristic unease. Despite Alastor's smile, you and Husk were the only ones who knew how Alastor was feeling in that very moment.
You twitched your body towards him, and he practically jumped right out of his pin stripped suit, the grip on his microphone tightened and you could've sworn you saw little speckles of sweat. You smirked again and stifled a laugh,
Charlie cleared her throat, attempting to regain some semblance of normalcy. "Great! Let me show you to your room." She gestured for you to follow, casting a worried glance at Alastor as she led the way.
"Who is she?" Vaggie asked. Alastor, regaining some of his composure, straightened his tie and forced a brittle smile. "Someone best left undisturbed," he murmured, more to himself than anyone else.
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Kissing Practice
SANJI X FEM!READER
note: THIS IS A REUPLOAD!!!
content: mild angst, jealousy, thought to be one-sided feelings, insecure reader-ish, kissing/making out, suggestive kissing, sanji being a flirt. WC: 1886
You and Sanji were always flirting, it was obvious the attraction you had for the man and it was obvious that his interest in you was more than most other women. But that didn’t mean his endless flirting with other women came to a halt just because of you, at first it didn’t bother you all that much. It was harmless flirting and banter, but when he started to show more interest your hopes were lifted that he might’ve been interested in you. Maybe it was how long you two were stuck on the ship, you were the only person who ever gladly took Sanji's flirts and gave them back.
But it was your first time as a crew back on land, deciding to spread your legs you all went to the local bar to share some drinks and have social interaction with people other than the ones you were stuck with on the ship. You sat at the bar drinking a beer and making small talk with Usopp, who had already quite a few beers. He was babbling on about something that you couldn’t quite pay attention to because your eyes were stuck on something else, Usopp took a moment and another sip of his beer before he noticed you weren’t paying him any mind and he followed your eyesight. Sanji sat at the other side of the bar with some random woman all over him, moving her hands across his arms and laughing at whatever on earth he was telling her. He was looking at her the same way he had been looking at you those flirtatious moments on the ship and with that, it all hit you in one foul swing. He didn’t like you, you were just to keep him entertained. You swallowed heavily before quickly grabbing another beer and chugging it, then asking the bartender for another.
Usopp turned to look at you immediately, his facial expression became one of a worried one. He watched as you opened the next beer and began to chug it, “Hey- Hey!” He says carefully pushing the drink away from your lips, “Chill out..” He mumbled, you looked at him for a moment and stared. You turned to look at Sanji in the girl hitting it off so well, it made you scoff at yourself for being so dumb and gullible. You squeezed your eyes shut before you placed the beer down on the counter and sighed, “Sorry…” You respond to Usopp taking a deep breath, you weren’t drunk only on your third drink. Just a bit tipsy but another drink might get you there, you didn’t want to be drunk and emotional so you told yourself you’d finish this drink and then get water. You sniffled for a moment as you stared at your beer, flinching suddenly feeling hands against your back. You turn to look at Usopp who was attempting to comfort you and rub your back gently, “He’s gonna keep doing that, maybe you should too? Yknow… If he can flirt so can you.”
You stared at Usopp for a moment, processing what he was saying to you before it fully clicked a little switch in your brain. If he can flirt with others, so can you. You told yourself a small smile coming to your lips, “You know what, you’re right.” You say, pushing yourself by the hands away from the bar. “I did see a handsome fellow earlier~” You hum, twisting your body and beginning to walk off to find the stranger that would be here to simply have some fun for the night. Your eyes scanned around the room before they finally fell upon him, he was sitting alone at a table which is perfect timing. You walked over and sat across from him, beginning to make small talk with him and attempting to flirt with him.
What you weren’t aware of was how there was a pair of ocean blue eyes staring into the back of your head, having forgotten about the woman who sat next to him.
You were hitting it off with this stranger, your elbow perched up on the table and your chin being held up by your hand. The guy began to get a little more comfortable, one of his hands reaching over and touching yours then his leg feeling up your calf. You felt yourself beginning to sweat nervously, why were you so nervous!? You were just harmlessly flirting, a little fun for the night. Then one thought flew into your mind, You’ve never even kissed someone, let alone go past that. You grew nervous that you were leading this man on that he would get you in bed, you had to think of a way to get out of this situation and fast. You listened as this stranger told stories in a way to impress you before you finally came up with an idea, You gagged and covered your mouth acting shocked in so did the man. “S’cuse me..” You mumbled from behind your hands and quickly rushed off to the bathroom.
You finally found the bathroom after struggling in a crowd and quickly locked yourself in, hoping that he hadn’t followed and you could just sit in here for maybe an hour or so then make a sneaky exit. You sighed in relief as a few minutes had passed and no knock from the sound came from the other sound, you looked at yourself in the mirror and immediately your mind began to race. Picking yourself apart from the girl that Sanji had gotten all close and personal with, why weren’t you his type? How could you be his type… You let out a shaky sigh and inhale trying to stop yourself from crying. Knock, Knock. You flinched at the sound of the door and stared in confusion, “[Name?]” A voice called from the other side and you knew who it was immediately.
Sanji.
You stared at the door in shock, why was he here? Had he seen you fake being sick? You didn’t want to see his face right now, you were kind of hoping you could’ve snuck out without any of the crew knowing and going to the ship to give into sleep earlier. You inhaled shakily and squeezed the counter gently before you found the courage to speak, “Yeah..?” You asked out, you heard him attempt the door handle. “You alright? I saw you looked like you were going to be sick.” He asked you, and you almost scoffed at the words. You let go of the counter and made your way to the door, opening the door slowly and looking at him. “Yeah… Just had a few too many drinks and guess the food didn’t settle well with it.” You lied and met eyes with Sanji, God his eyes were beautiful you could stare into them for hours.
You realized you had been staring and blinked, “I’m… I’m good now though.” You respond with a soft, nod attempting to slide your way past him before you feel Sanji’s hand on your waist and push you back into the backroom shutting the door behind him. You heard the sound of the lock clicking panic bubbling in the pit of your stomach as you looked at Sanji, you inhaled a shaky breath as you looked at him. “Sanji.. are you drunk?” You whispered out, And he shook his head in response. “Only had one drink.” He whispered back, his eyes slowly traced over your face until his eyes stopped and stared at your lips.
Carefully Sanji led you to press your back against the cold counter, your hands immediately grabbing hold to support yourself as you stared at him in shock. “[Name]…” He whispered out his face so close to yours it made your skin burn and butterflies in your stomach erupt, “Can I please kiss you..?” He asked in a whispered tone as his nose gently brushed against yours, You shivered at the feeling of him so close to you. You were malfunctioning at the question and took a moment to process what he had just asked of you, you turned your head quickly which caused Sanji to let out a small gasp of disappointment.
“I’ve… never actually kissed anyone before.” You muttered out in embarrassment, your eyes glanced towards Sanji as he stared at you in shock for a moment. “You’ve.. never kissed anyone before?” He repeated your own words but as a question, his voice full of pure disbelief. You swallowed and nodded your eyes turning to look away from him again, instead suddenly finding more interest in the countertop beside you. “[Name]…” He whispered, his hand gently touching your jaw and guiding your face back to look at him. You looked at him nervously scared of what he would have to say, he chuckled at how scared you looked. “How about… I give you some private lessons?” He whispered as if the two of you weren’t locked in a bathroom alone, your breath hitched as he offered and stared at him in shock your face becoming extremely warm and you knew he noticed with the grin he had on his lips. “Oh… Okay.” You responded in a breathy tone as soon as you gave Sanji the green light his lips were attached to yours, his hand on your waist pulling you closer and his other found its way to hold the side of your neck.
His lips were oh so soft, the taste of cigarettes still lingered on his lips and you felt like you were dreaming but how gently he was kissing you. You didn’t want this moment to ever end, how his thumb moved gently against your neck and he held you so close. Your mind began to race to wonder how many other women he has kissed this softly then remembering that moments before he had been flirting with another woman, you quickly pulled away which caused him to stare at you in shock. “What… what about the lady you were with?” You asked out trying to catch your breath and watched as his eyebrows furrowed, “What about her?” He asked you. “You just… left her.” You glanced at the door before his hand redirected your face again. “Yeah, I did, for you.” He says, staring at you with a serious yet soft expression.
“Cause I like you [Name].” He whispered and those words sent shivers down your spine, your mind running on auto as you attach your lips back to his and kiss him. He carefully moved away, “Gentle.” He says you nodded as he told you before kissing him more gently which he responds with a pleased hum.
You two would stay in the bathroom sharing simple kisses for a few minutes for the sound of a knock interrupted, the two of you turning into a blushing mess and quickly making your way out of the bathroom and back into the club. Make your way back to sit with the crew and share soft glances before everyone finally decides to leave, but you’ll be needing more of those ‘private lessons’ sometime soon.
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I feel like for Mark and Ethan (and most of the other umich boys) it would be a case of:
We trusted you with our little sister (figure) and this is how you treat her
yes! they're very upset about it too.
"wait, what happened?" ethan raised his eyebrow, head turning around when he heard what samy just said. the girl's gaze glued itself to the floor because she didn't want to see their reactions knowing they were gonna seriously hate will after this.
"he broke up with me i guess because i wasn't worth it to do long distance," the brunette shrugged.
ethan's mouth dropped open as his gaze peered over to mark who mirrored his expression. "you're not serious are you?" the older brunette mumbled.
"i wish i wasn't," samy said sadly.
the anger immediately replaced the shock on ethan's face, "i'm gonna fucking kill him."
"please don't like harass his messages. i have enough mind to know that isn't fair to him," samy quickly cut in before ethan did anything rash.
"what do you mean? you trusted him and he broke your trust by throwing your entire relationship away?" ethan was turning into protective older brother mode.
"i know that. i just know being mean to him isn't gonna fix any of this. i mean we haven't even like done anything on social media because the fans are probably gonna go crazy on us. i don't think either of us want that right now," the girl explained. ethan's expression seemed to cool off a bit.
"why would he break up with you though? he just decided just like that while you were at worlds with him that he was gonna break up with you because california is too far away from michigan?" mark asked.
"i suppose so," samy shrugged again.
"that's so bullshit. you were at worlds with him and he thought that wasn't enough? fuck long distance. if you really love the person, none of that would matter. you'd do anything for them," mark continued.
"yeah, i get it. don't keep reminding me that he wouldn't do anything for me after he said countless times," samy snapped a bit. the older boys shut their mouths, expressions softening out a bit.
"i'm really sorry, bub. he's an asshole," ethan went to rub the girl's arm.
she latched onto the boy's arm while ethan's other arm came around for a hug. mark quickly joined too.
"so what's gonna happen at that family vacaction in july then?" ethan wondered when they all pulled apart.
"i don't know. maybe mom will let me skip or something. i don't think i can even be in the same room as him for an entire week," samy mumbled sadly.
it was literally two weeks ago that her and will were curled up in the same hotel room holding each other in one another's arms.
"i can't believe that kid. you guys were so..in love. we're here if you ever wanna talk, yeah?" mark said and samy nodded.
"i know. thanks, guys," the boys smiled.
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Chubby F! Housewife Reader X M!Yandere Streamer OC Jasper
Part 2!
Part 1 Here!
MINORS DNI!
CW: F!reader, reader referred to as she/her, reader has a vagina, reader in a dress and bra(so has breast, dw not described! :3) noncon implications, violence against reader (not by ML), STILL NO SMUT!? WHO AM I ?? XD luv y’all have fun!
*Smack!* *Thwack!* *Smack!*
“Don’t slip up now!” You giggle slightly out of breath already.
“Hah! Speak for yourself, be careful not to trip!” Jasper retorts.
*THWACK!* You hit another tennis ball this time with all the oomf you can muster.
His indoor tennis court is in its own area of the house, the floor and walls are a black and white spiral that add to the trippy illusion of his entire home.
You’re both opposing a machine that is spitting out balls at you at the speed of fucking light. You haven’t done anything like this since highschool maybe, but for the most part you’ve kept up perfectly!
He’s impressed. Not to mention he keeps almost missing hits because of your dress barely covering you, and your jumping and moving around exposing more and more of yourself. He can’t help but get a little distracted.
*Smack!”
He gets a little closer to the middle at the same time that you dove for the ball and miss, and you start falling. You see the strange floor coming closer and hold your arms out to try and catch yourself, until it stops suddenly and you’re hanging there in the air.
He caught you in his arm, and threw away his racket to support you with his other.
He presses a button on his keyring, stopping the onslaught of balls, as you stare up at him, a growing warmth spreads across your face.
You’re both out of breath and bust out laughing now.
“Thanks! That was fun, really got my mind off… Stuff hah!” you say and look away while getting your bar rings back.
“you’re always welcome here. can i see your phone?” He asks while fixing his shirt. You hand it over, you had it in your bra, you pull it out without much thought, and when you turn back his pale face is red. “Ahem, uh just text when you wanna come over and give me a minute, i’ll most likely be ‘round”
“Thanks so much Jasper! I really appreciate this!” excitedly, you thank him again.
~
“Where the fuck were you!?” Edward sprays spit as he fumes and interrogates you.
“I went for a walk…” You answer, and before you can say more he continues to barrage you.
“At this time of night!? are you fucking stupid?”
“No! I was just chilly on the deck, so i-”
“Why not just come back inside? Gods why did i marry a brainless fucking imbecile,”
“Sorry…” You try to end the argument, maybe if you just apologized you can get out of it.
“Prove it.”
Your brows knit, “Wh-what?”
“Prove. It. Are you that fucking stupid? on your knees.”
you swallow and get down, turning your head away from him, even though you know in your sickly feeling bones what’s coming.
“Look at me.”
Fuck… Don’t. regardless of you’re marriage, you hate that you’re turned on in this circumstance.
“Look. At. Me, Darling~” he fumes.
Begrudgingly, you look up, and give him your best smile, feeling like the sludge building up in your veins will spill out any second.
You love Edward… Yes.
~
He punched you that night, you don’t even remember why. Now you have to try and hide your black eye before the employees see. or anyone else for that matter. You didn’t sleep after that either… You were just dissociating and going in and out of waking night terrors that felt so real, as if all night he was tormenting you, while really, he simply slept next to you.
“Jasper, can I come ove—” you erase the text message almost as soon as you typed it. You probably shouldn’t even go outside in the sunlight with this shiner.
“Hey Y/N! hope you’re alright, what’s been up?” Jasper sends you a text that you don’t reply to… You don’t feel like it. Who even is he? just your neighbor that kinda flirts with you even though you’re married.
“Homewrecker!” You surprise yourself, and cover your mouth. Ops… You haven’t really spoken to anyone in at least a day.
You wait a few more days when at least the swelling is all down and the colour is almost a skin tone again, at least it isn’t purple anymore.
“Howdy Jasper! sorry i went on a mini vacation! what have you been up to?” You lie. You haven’t even left the sunroom except for the bathroom. Hopfully he just didn’t notice that you didn’t actually leave to go anywhere…
He did. He knows you’re lying too. You think he couldn’t see you through all those windows? Just because you have sheer curtains and we’re surrounded by big plants. He watched you.
He edged himself to you. Never letting himself actually cum.
He didn’t see your eye, but he knows something had to have happened, he just doesn’t know what.
Before he can reply you send another, “Actually can I just come over?” You decide to risk it. The makeup you ordered, and that came in yesterday, should cover the rest of it at this point at least.
Maybe you were a bit dramatic… All he did— No. We’re not going down any of those roads.
“Yes, I just cleaned up actually :)”
“Scared of me seeing your place a little messy?”
“Would you blame me?” You weren’t expecting that answer. You don’t know what you expected, but that answer just wasn’t on the list.
You hop over to hedges between your yards and don’t even look back as you pass through the gate. It latches behind you.
He answers the door as soon as you ring the bell, he must’ve been waiting right there! The thought makes your heart flutter.
“Hey Jasper!” You try to keep your eye out of direct sunlight until he lets you inside, and you feel like you can breathe again.
“Howdy neighbor! What’ll ya have to drink t’day?” He asks going to his retro looking fridge.
“I want what you’re having!” You pout a little, and he chuckles in response.
“You’re so cute,” he reaches into a drawer and pulls out two silver and pale blue cans.
While he’s reaching you notice something that looks like a splotch of blood on his side. You gasp, “Jasper! are you okay??”
“What? Why? ‘m fine?”
You rush over to him and point to the blood, you almost grabbed at his shirt to look for any injury, but managed to stop yourself, he’s still a stranger… kinda.
“Oh shit! jus’ a Second” he runs off presumably to change, so you sit at the bar, and admire his interesting design style.
i when he finally returns he’s in a black, even more ripped up shirt, that’s covered in safety pins, and has some metal looking band logo.
“Sorry, I don’t know where that came from” he laughs nervously.
You laugh, a brow raised in unspoken question, but move on, “So what’s on the agenda for today?”
“I have a pool—”
“No! Thank you, ahah, um sorry no thanks,” You apologize profusely for your outburst.
“You don’t gotta apologize, no pool, gotit,” he holds up a thumb and smirks with his head tilted, his black hair falls at an angle covering even more of his face. His teeth poke out like fangs over his pulled up lip.
Your face feels hot, “Okay, sorry,”
He lightly laughs, “I have a few gaming setups, and a PlayStation”
“Okay! I don’t really know any games you’ll have to teach me! is that okay?”
His grin widens, almost too excitedly, but you’re excited too, so you think nothing of it.
He picks a shooter first, you can’t even keep your head in a forward position, you keep aiming either up in the air or down at your feet. Before you start to actually get frustrated, Jasper scoots closer on the couch, and puts his hand over yours on the controller.
His thumb gently guides yours up and foreword, his body brushes up next to you.
You feel hotter in this proximity, and his hand is warmer than the other night, but still chilled. His long, slim fingers are pale with black nails and a few silver rings.
You feel his breath in your hair and turn your head, accidentally putting your lips right in front of his, you both look speedily at each others, and then up into each other’s eyes.
Pale, icy cold blue orbs stare deeply into you. He licks his lip.
You stand up too quickly and get slight vertigo, “S-sorry! I forgot I had some-things to do today! Um, Groceries! yes. ahem. bye!”
“Y/N.” Something in the sound of his voice freezes you to your bones, you don’t quite turn to look, but you turn to show you’re listening. “What happened to your eye?” He asks.
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Solovetsky Ending
Timeline: Call of Duty Black Ops: Cold War
Characters featured: Russell Adler, Vincent "Bell" Stephens (Vasili Mikhailovich Sokolov)
Summary: Bell did the righteous by siding with Adler and choosing Solovetsky to stop Perseus from nuking Europe. But, even after achieving triumph, Bell feels a little unsatisfied with the result.
Warnings: Some profanity, use of guns, slight gore and a.. plot twist? Cliffhanger?
Adler and Bell, arrive at the cliffside, overlooking the sea where the seagulls fly. It seemed peaceful, and calm, especially after a bigger threat was over — stopping Perseus. Bell willingly handed over the coordinates to Adler about the hidden missiles that were in the safety of the Solovetsky Monastery, after revealing him about everything the reason they brainwashed him for.
Adler takes a glance at the weather for a while, while Bell just kept staring at the agent, with a neutral expression. Adler takes out a cigarette and lights it up, inhaling the stick and puffing out the smoke from his lips, as he speaks his first words.
"Arctic air. Clears the head, doesn't it?" Adler smiles, turning to Bell who rather listens to the conversation diligently.
"Bell, you made two extraordinary sacrifices to stop Perseus. One was without your knowledge. The other.. you made that decision of your own accord." Adler took another drag of his cigarette, blowing off the smoke from his lips. "I just want you to know that this little thing that's happened to you and me.. It was always for the greater good."
Bell slightly smiled at the success of their mission, his eyes darted towards the rocks for a while, before he could face the agent in triumph.
"You're a damn hero, you know that, kid?" Adler tossed his cigarette away, as he took one step away from Bell, looking out at the horizon.
"I'm sorry that along with wiping off your memories, with giving you the Vietnam flashbacks, and your indulgence with Park with the MI6.. we had to make you reluctant to speak. But don't worry, that will wear off anytime, just the secondary brainwash effects. And as they say, heroes have to make sacrifices. For the greater good."
"I know." Bell finally spoke towards Adler, in a confident tone. "But, I'm glad that you brought me wherever I am right now, Russell."
Adler was slightly confused, yet surprised when Bell had his voice opened after a long time of being silent. It made him feel a bit uncomfortable, but continued to cooperate with his teammate. "What do you mean, Bell?"
"To teach me. What it feels to be controlled under somebody, when in truth, you were always meant to be free." Bell speaks his thoughts, after having them caged inside of him for a long time.
"Perseus only thought of me as an useful asset. He used me for his own advantage.. despite promising me he'd protect me. I lost everything that I had. Turns out, I feel glad that you saved me from that turmoil." Bell was opening up to Adler, as he carefully listened to him talking about his days with the opposing faction.
"But.. can I be honest with you, Adler?" Bell tilts his head, his hands now inside of his pockets as he takes a satisfied sigh. The agent was a bit reluctant to listen, but he gave the nod.
"Sure but, I think we don't have much time so, speed up kid."
Bell looked at the sky for a short while, before he spoke the truth. "I was about to send you all to Duga. I had no choice."
Adler was a bit astonished by Bell's words. Did Bell have a plan in his head to kill the whole team before? If he wanted to, he could have chosen that very path, but instead he went for Solovetsky. It was quite baffling for Adler to piece together everything, as Bell continues to speak.
"But.. knowing that Perseus used me, I couldn't spare him for what he did along with the rest. So, I took my revenge, and gave him what he deserves.. but — something in me still feels empty. As if Perseus wasn't enough."
Adler was feeling a bit unsure that what was the other thing Bell felt incomplete all this time. They got to Perseus already, who was the other one in his head?
"I used to feel like I was inside of a cage. Locked. Nowhere to escape. But now, it seems like the crow has finally spread its wings. And it knows what to do now."
Something didn't feel right for Adler, as the uneasiness inside of him grew even louder. Bell was smiling towards him, in a way that would leave the CIA agent into a thousand doubts.
"Because as you said, Adler.. sacrifices are to be made. For the greater good."
Adler slightly backed off from Bell, who gave him a neutral expression but the smile in him vanished the moment his stare became a glare. Bell took one step ahead towards Adler, as he tried calling onto to bring him back to his senses.
"Bell."
"It's Vasili." He drew his gun out of his pocket, and shot Adler on the shoulder, making the man fall down with great force. The agent groaned in pain, the blood leaking out of his jacket, as Adler growled and drew his hands towards his pockets to take out his pistol and aim towards Bell, but he knocked the gun off by his legs and slammed his feet on Adler's chest, pinning him on the rocky surface on the cliff they were while the injured man grunted in agony.
"I want you to remember this very moment, Russell. The day you tricked me was the biggest mistake of your entire life." Bell, who now referred to himself as Vasili, expressed his resentment towards Adler who was responsible for the brainwashing, and made him believe that he was one of the family, only to get what he wanted — which was finding Perseus.
"You fucked with my mind. You fucked with my identity. And you took away the only thing that represented me for who I was!" He gripped the pistol tighter towards Adler as he spat in anger, letting out the pent-up frustration he had inside of him for a long time. "You aren't less than Perseus, aren't you Adler? But what to say.." Bell chuckled half-heartedly. "You were so.. blind. Thinking you're the pure one here when you have blood on your hands as well, sir."
Adler watched in horror as he couldn't believe that Bell would actually turn his back away from him. Vasili then slowly bends down towards the man, so he can say something important before he takes his leave.
"Not even Perseus, nor Russell Adler. But just.. Vasili. Which is me." Bell said, his words sharp so they'd be remembered. He pulled out his leg from Adler, as the agent choked and wheezed for air, coughing. He gripped his shoulder tightly, trying to get on his feet but got on his knees instead.
Bell checked the reloads and cocked his gun. "I could have killed you right now, Adler.. but I have better plans than that. I hope that the wound gives you a good time when you return to the safehouse."
Adler tried to reach out to Bell, extending his arm as if he didn't want him to leave. "Bell.. listen to me. We can talk about this."
Vasili just glared at the man, with no remorse. Yet, he wishes to hear him one last time. "I would want you to speed up as well, Adler. I don't have much time."
"Trust me. I didn't mean to make you suffer, Bell.. I only want you to understand. That.. this was never personal." Adler quickly grabbed the pistol that was on the ground, and drew his aim towards Vasili, prepared to shoot the agent back. Meanwhile, Bell widened his eyes as Adler was about to retaliate, and before Bell could pull out the gun —
BANG!
Fade to black.
#cod#call of duty#call of duty fanfic#call of duty black ops#bocw#black ops cold war#black ops#russell adler#cod bell#oc bell#bell oc#vasili bell sokolov#alternative ending
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glad to see that ppl are aware that nimbus doesn't deserve the hate they get bc it stems from them being nonbinary! but i also see them be compared to cayde a lot, which i understand. but ppl are like "they're basically another cayde" and idk how i feel about that. it seems weird and ignorant to sideline them as cayde but nonbinary when nimbus is more than that despite our lack of interactions + lore w/ them. ppl already had a hard time comprehending how they processed their grief through humor and their recklessness in the deterministic chaos mission so it's no surprise they just view them as a cayde comparison :/ sorry, i could be overthinking things i'm not sure. what do you think?
I feel similarly, it feels a bit reductive to just boil them down to another Cayde, though I understand the comparison. People mostly say it because a lot of the hate for Nimbus is the, genuinely, fake outrage over a character being a little silly and humorous at odd times which is strange because everybody loved Cayde who acted the same. And imo, with fewer good reasons for it as well; although both Cayde and Nimbus hide behind a persona to mask their feelings, I feel like Cayde, one of the Vanguard leaders with hundreds of years of experience under his belt should be a little less silly than a rookie Cloud Strider who's never had anything happen to them in their short life until the start of the expansion.
They're both different characters, but share some similarities in how they're perceived so I understand the comparison especially when people ONLY hate Nimbus for "making jokes." And you have to ask "If you dislike characters making jokes, how can you like Cayde then?" It's always people's first association when someone complains about a character making jokes. I don't think people often think of them as just copies of each other, it's just a natural comparison to draw when people pretend to be bothered by jokes.
I also feel like both of these characters have jokes that are a product of their time; this isn't unusual of course, but people tend to look down on anything new. Naturally, the jokes from MY youth were good and funny, the jokes the kids have these days are cringe and bad. That's essentially it.
I like both of them for their own reasons and I enjoy both of their humour styles. Also, a lot of people thought Cayde's behaviour in vanilla D2 was super cringe btw, I remember people being fairly annoyed that he was "cracking jokes" in the middle of one of the, arguably, worst situations the setting has ever been in (Red War, loss of Light). A lot of people don't remember that, but people did NOT like Cayde's silliness. I understand why, but I never really had an issue with it; it was just a relief from all the gloom otherwise. I think it makes sense to add a little bit of silly, and I think the same applies to Nimbus.
This is why people tend to compare the two! And then you look at all of that and you wonder why Nimbus is the one getting the hate and in most cases it boils down to transphobia. Not always, people can dislike the character for other reasons; but in a LOT of cases, online especially, it's just that. It's evident from the misgendering and the type of hate being hurled around which went as far as insulting the devs and the VA (who is nonbinary and spoke publicly about finding it hard to find work because of their identity). Again, people can dislike Nimbus for other reasons too, but it's really hard to divorce the overwhelming hate for Nimbus from their identity and the state of the gaming community currently.
#destiny 2#nimbus#cayde-6#ask#also i know a lot of people have an issue with the filter over their voice. i personally don't but i know some people do#that's fine. it's not on nimbus or the va obviously but people can get irritated hearing it#i definitely don't see people who have an issue with that genuinely hating nimbus as a character though#like i see people say 'the filter is irritating to me but i don't mind nimbus as a character'#but yeah. most of the 'complaints' always boil down to 'nimbus is cringe and makes stupid jokes all the time.'#and the easiest counter to that is asking if they like cayde. because that's how cayde is perceived as well#and was perceived. i distinctly remember that being a point of criticism for the red war. 'cayde is making stupid jokes all the time'
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hi there, this is my first time asking anything from anyone on here. but, i am a big fan of your work.
i was wondering, when given the time, can you write about how Feyre and Rhysand diss Tamlin at a high lords meeting, but Eris and Lucien are quick to defend him? Lowkey even Nesta gets upset.
i’m a simp for these four. again, when given the time, there’s no rush.
thank you 🥰
Hi!!!! I'm so glad you like my works, thank you for the compliment!
I love this prompt request, I too am a simp for these four. So, without further ado, here you are!
Edit (future me here) I just realized after writing this that you meant for me to rewrite the original High lord's meeting, I am so sorry I thought you meant a future meeting. I can rewrite this later if you would like to see that, but so I don't leave this request for too long, here is what I wrote, I hope you enjoy it!
Another monotone meeting, another set of excruciating hours. Purple eyes flicking to him at every twitch and odd breath. Fingers tapped against the wooden armrests, and his hand slid to her knee. Pale skin gleaming in the light of day, splotchy against her tattooed arms. Blue eyes once stormy pale, were like deep pools, reserves for power and magic since being turned Faery. She looked at her husband, then flicked towards him. They were speaking mind to mind. Tamlin looked towards Thesan speaking.
It was a lengthy speech that alluded to alliances forming between Dawn, Day, Winter and Summer. A discreet hint for Night, Spring and Autumn to get past differences and keep peace between the Courts.
Eris, lounging in his golden chair, the peaks of his bejewelled crown glinting in the light, asked to see the contract they had all signed. With a quick glance, he smoothly began asking questions, subtly voicing his interest.
Tamlin simply watched and listened. Not having been born with the ability to speak words very well aloud, he found another talent he possessed. In silently watching and determining decisions from observations. He listened intently as Thesan and Eris went back and forth for several minutes, before Eris placed the contract on the large glass table they all sat at.
“You have a deal, Lord Dawn.” Eris wickedly grinned, signing his name to the paper and handing it back to Theasan.
“Glad to see eye to eye with you, Lord Autumn.” Thesan bowed his head only slightly, before he cast smart eyes between Night and Spring.
Feyre wrinkled her nose at the contract and Rhysand placed a hand on her shoulder, expression smug and proud. Neither looked as though they would reach for it, so Tamlin made his final decision.
“May I view the contract, Lord Thesan?” Tamlin asked.
Thesan nodded as he handed it over. Green eyes flicked to amber ones, Eris nodded once, confirmation that the contract was legitimate. Tamlin trusted Eris more than anyone (perhaps besides Lucien, who watched quietly from beside Helion) and since their recent alliances, he had met with the Autumn Lord more than once for advice on Courtly matters and thus trusted his judgement. Though he read it over himself more than once. The paper were enchanted with bargain magic, and once it was signed by every Ruler, it would be sealed, and they would have to keep up their end.
In the end, he found no loopholes. The far too long contract was specially worded in every Lord’s favour. Tamlin was impressed. Placing the contract on the glass, he took up a pen and began to write his name into the paper.
“Deal.” He said, as ink touched the yellowish white.
A scoff echoed from the otherside of the room and Tamlin felt his hand begin to shake even as he ignored Rhysand.
Signing his name, Tamlin handed the contract back to Thesan who murmured his thanks.
Finally all eyes turned to Rhysand and Feyre. Who briefly glanced at each other, before Rhysand said, “We will not be signing, quite frankly I can’t see why any of you would.”
“It is a way to ensure no arguments between territories and smooth workings from now on.” Eris replied easily, eyes disinterested in Rhysand’s antics. Tamlin’s lips flicked up, but only for a moment.
Tamlin glanced over to Lucien, they hadn’t spoken in forever, and every breath felt like a string being pulled tighter and tighter. As if sensing it, Lucien looked over at him. Gods he was breathtaking, wearing lighter colours. Though he still wore simpler clothes. Pale linen trousers and a white shirt with golden accents all over him. A band of gold around his head. He grinned, jerking his head ever so slightly to Night before rolling his eyes. Tamlin stifled a giggle and turned back to what was happening.
Elain and Nesta sat beside Feyre. Nesta in her Valkyrie gear, with her sword strapped to her back, she looked at Rhysand, eyes turning from careful blankness to confusion with a slight sneer.
Rhysand said, “There are no arguments between Courts.”
He looked over at Tamlin, the Spring Lord’s muscles locked up, but he faced those venomous eyes with no emotion.
“Well I suppose there is one that stirs up trouble for the rest of us. But for someone who was raised by the woods, what should we expect?”
“I’d close my mouth there Rhysand,” Tamlin replied, “Considering you met your brothers in the mud of Illyria.”
“At least I wasn’t known as a feral beast.” Rhysand said lazily, “I could hold a conversation without being kicked out of a ballroom for childish antics.”
Tamlin clenched his fists. Childish antics, yes snapping back at his abusive brothers was childish in retrospect, but he had been on his last thread at that point of his life.
“I do believe you met your shadowsinger there by beating him to a pulp.” Tamlin replied with just as much ease, “I’d call that feral, wouldn’t you?”
A twinkle sparkled in Rhysand’s violet gaze, as he purred, “You know I hardly think your agreement to this deal is a good indication of its legitimacy.”
As Tamlin furrowed his brow, Rhysand cocked his head and finished, “You couldn’t even keep Hybern, your ally, from turning on you. You entire people left you. Why should anyone think you capable of making decisions in regards to your Court?”
Tamlin gripped the rests of his chair, “You know, it does become quite difficult when your ex-lover fucks with your people’s heads in order to remake their memories so they turn against you.”
Feyre’s face turned white with fury as she said, “Don’t turn this on us when you couldn’t keep your Court from falling apart.”
“You caused it to fall apart.” Tamlin hissed, “You plotted and lied.”
“People lie in Court all the time, Tamlin.” Rhysand said, “You not being able to catch Feyre when she pointed at how you truly are is not our problem-”
“Shut your viper’s mouth, Rhysand.” A voice hissed.
Tamlin glanced over at Lucien. Eyes flaming orange, as he glared daggers at the Ruler’s of Night.
“Lucien-” Rhysand began with a proud tone.
“Don’t.” Lucien warned, “Don’t start this when we are trying for peace, the only ones arguing and antagonising are you.”
“We are not-” Feyre tried to cut in.
“Feyre you tore the Spring Court apart when they trusted you as a leader of their lands.” Eris drawled, “You are in no position to make judgements on others here.”
Tamlin nearly gaped at Eris, who briefly glanced at him with… sympathy? Sympathy, in his eyes.
“Hybern’s actions are not ours.” Rhysand argued.
“No, but your actions are yours. And you opened the floodgates for Hybern to come in. You are an accomplice for the lost lives and destroyed lands.” Lucien countered.
Rhysand opened his mouth to argue but another smooth voice cut in sharply.
“They’re right.” Nesta said with flaming eyes.
All eyes went to her. Rhysand flared up with anger, his hatred burning intensely in the room, “You be quiet.” He hissed.
“No, you be quiet, Rhysand.” Nesta gritted out, “We came here for peace, there is no reason to torment others because you are desperate for revenge.”
“You-” Morrigan began to harshly reprimand, but Nesta continued.
“Feyre you killed people when you let Hybern in.” Nesta said, “You have no moral high ground here, you are not justified in what you did.”
“I did no such thing!” Feyre raised her voice, skin burning bright with Day’s drop of power.
Tamlin looked between the three. Watching as Nesta looked towards Eris and Lucien who glanced at each other briefly.
What were they plotting?
“I think that’s all quite enough from you two.” Eris said to Feyre and Rhysand, “Every time we have a meeting it’s your Court that is raising your voices and starting arguments. Threatening others until you get everyone under your thumb.”
“Oh please.” Rhysand murmured, “I could wipe your minds and have you under my thumb. I don’t, I only speak the truth to you.”
“That is exactly what we mean, Rhysand.” Lucien replied smoothly, adjusting the rings on his fingers. Sliding out of his seat, on elegant limbs, he stood, looking down his nose at the Lord of Night.
“You threaten and antagonise. You fuck with people’s minds and expect us to fall to your every whim no matter how impulsive.”
Eris agreed with his brother, saying, “We have no reason to trust you. When at any given moment you could plant false memories in our heads and we’d be none the wiser.”
Stepping slightly towards Tamlin, Lucien said, “You could agree to our new terms and create a Prythian where we are all connected and not at war. But you choose not too, this raises plenty of warnings for the rest of us, not to mention,”
He glanced down at Tamlin, who blinked up at Lucien, dumbfounded.
They were sticking up for him, he realised distantly, not for the life of him able to understand why.
“Not to mention,” Lucien breathed, “You are consistently going at the Spring Court, you killed thousands Feyre, was your massacre not enough?”
“Massacre?” She stuttered out, fists clenched around the rests of her chair. Rhysand grabbed her hand and said, “How dare you-”
“No, how dare you!” Eris stood suddenly, eyes blazing with fire that Tamlin hadn’t seen in a long while in him. A memory of the two training when their fathers met yearly flashed through his mind, the fire that had been in Eris back then…
Reawakened, no longer smothered under the heavy gaze of his father. Now with Beron buried beneath six feet of dirt, Eris’ flame was let loose.
“How dare you sit there, acting as though us trying desperately to restore peace to our lands is laughable when you both are the reason that we nearly lost the war!” Eris’ voice raised as he continued, the room grew hotter and hotter as his eyes turned to liquid gold, swirling with flame.
Lucien stood back on his heels sneering at the Night Court, as Eris went on, “We could have all died because of your reckless actions for the sake of pity revenge, your constant degrading of us will no longer be tolerated.”
“You think you can speak that way, Autumn?” Rhysand hissed, face slightly flushed with embarrassment and eyes simmering with loathing.
“In defence of him, no less?” Rhysand added with a smile to Tamlin that was full of all the hatred he held for Spring.
“In defence of the man who fought for his home at every twist and turn, yes, I will side with him, in nearly every case I will side with him. At least I can trust what he says is true, considering I don’t believe Tamlin has ever told a lie of his own accord, nor would he fuck with my memories to make himself out to be in the right.” Eris snapped back.
Clenching his fists, eyes darting between all of the High lords, Helion stared back at Rhysand with a hardened gaze. Nothing like the usual laid back demeanour he normally held. Hatred simmered in his gaze, not a speck of starlight in that hardened gaze, the purple darkening to near black. Feyre’s skin glowed with the power of Day as the clad around her magic faltered.
“Don’t you dare throw another temper tantrum, High Lady,” Eris hissed as he stepped sideways, slightly towards the former Lady of Autumn, no beside her Day Court lover. The memory of Feyre’s outburst that resulted in her harming the Lady flashed through Tamlin’s mind.
‘You tore my Court apart because I couldn’t control my magic. Now you do the same.’ He thought.
“How dare you speak to us like that.” She hissed, “After everything our Court has done-”
“Done what, Feyre? Cause problems?” Eris hissed back.
“How dare you speak to my High lady like that.” Azriel shot to his feet, shadows a storm around him, looking as though he was try and ram Eris again.
At the same time, Thesan got to his feet and shouted, “That is enough!”
All at once everyone went quiet, the normally mild-tempered male losing his cool was enough to snap everyone’s attention to him.
“That is enough.” He repeated, quieter, “I think it’s time you leave.”
Rhysand shot a smug look to Eris and Lucien, “I agree, it is time you leave.”
“Rhysand,” Thesan said in warning, “Not them.”
Violet eyes went wide and the room went hot as Feyre also caught on to what Thesan meant.
“No!” Rhysand shouted, “You will not make us leave when we are not the problem here. We have only pointed out facts, we will not be driven out because you all chose to side with the insinuatar of all quaralls today.”
“Rhysand, get out.” Thesan murmured, with quiet vemon that sent a shiver down Tamlin’s spine.
“How dare you.” Feyre said, “How dare you allow them to twist the narrative, because they chose to sign your agreement!”
“I will not ask again.” Gaurds appeared at the doors, no doubt summonded when the arguement started by their High lord, “Either leave, or I will have you removed.”
“You cannot remove us.” Morrigan said, “We will not go.”
A snap of thunderous power shot through the room. Thesan’s eyes glowed bright gold, threads of power whipped around him, his hair became like long waves of glowing magic.
“Get. Out.” He said in a dark voice, half-turned to his true beast form. The strange metallic rendition of his normally calm, soothing voice was enough to make the Inner Circle shoot to their feet. Commanded by the voice of the Lord that ruled this part of the lands.
Everyone but Nesta stood. The Lady of Death along with her Valkryies remained perfectly poised at their chairs.
“You-” Rhysand pointed his finger, no doubt trying to reach deep within his power to overthrow Thesan’s control of him.
Thesan just nodded to the door, and the Inner Circle, commanded by the power of the Ruler, walked as told.
“We will not forget this, Thesan! You will regret this!” Rhysand spat at him as they all winnowed back to the Hell hole they crawled out from.
All power ceased, Thesan returned to his normal state. Those dark eyes turning straight to Tamlin, asking, in that familar soothing voice, “Little Lin are you alright?”
Maybe it was the fact Tamlin had just watched his oldest friend and even older enemy be forced out the door in the name of protecting him. Maybe it was the centuries old nickname Thesan had coined for Tamlin when he was a youngling. Maybe a combination, either way Tamlin felt a tear slid from the corner of his eye and fall down his face. He quickly wiped it away and managed a croaked, “Yeah, fine.”
“We’ll put the meeting on hold,” Thesan said anyway, “A short intermission, and then we’ll return.”
The High lord’s all nodded their agreement, and before Tamlin could stand to run and try to collect himself, the older High lord, now the oldest in the room with Beron gone, appeared quickly before Tamlin, grabbed his wrist and led him out of the meeting room.
“Thesan-” Tamlin tried to pull back, but as they left the room, they winnowed. Whisked off by the winds and scents of breaking dawn.
When they reappeared it was deep within the cherry blossom gardens of Dawn. The soft pink petal fell and kissed Tamlin’s face. Soft and powdery, he turned to Thesan, brow furrowed. Confusion lining his face.
“Are you okay?” Thesan asked once more, in a softer, gentler tone.
Pressure collected in his chest, feeling like his heart may explode. A band around his head, getting tighter and tighter, as hot tears swelled in his eyes. A breeze like honey, pears and fresh blossoms drifted around him, as he whispered, “No.”
Hours passed and he felt like he might cry for day. It was a strange feeling though, to be held while he lost all composure. Thesan’s touch was warm and comforting, and a gentle carrassing feeling spread over his body, he knew it must be the healing magic native to Dawn.
When he finally managed to collect himself, Thesan took him to a room. Waiting outside while he washed his face and tried to reduce the appearence of his red, puffy eyes.
Once Tamlin stopped feeling like he was one minor inconvience from sobbing his mind out again. Thesan said they would return to the meeting now, Tamlin folded his hands behind his back and nodded.
But they didn’t walk towards the meeting room, as they passed through long hallways, filled with tapestrys and painting Tamlin had never seen before, or may have once when he was very little, he asked, “I didn’t think the meeting room was in this direction.”
“We aren’t going back to the meeting room.” Thesan said. Now Tamlin was properly confused, but the High lord just through a knowing smile over his shoulder. Rolling his eyes, Tamlin submitted to allowing the Lord to take him to wherever he was going.
Soon enough, they were in the East Wing of the palace and stationed before a large oak door. Tamlin was about to ask what this room was, when Thesan opened it.
“No, you’re wrong, I win you lose.” Eris hissed at his youngest brother.
“No I win, green cancels out red, you idiot!” Lucien snapped back, grabbing onto the deck of cards Eris was clutching in his hands and tried to rip them out. Eris pulled back and tried to kick him.
“You’re so fucking annoying!” Eris yelled as Lucien proceeded to try and launch himself at the Autumn lord, before their mother caught the back of his shirt and ripped him back down the floor.
“Stop it, Lucien he wins.” Andrea scolded.
“No, but ma-” Lucien attempted to save his bruised ego, but a swift slap to the back of his head silenced him.
“No, ‘but ma’s’ from you.” Andrea told him. From across the room, Nesta fell into a puddle of hysterical giggles at the sight, as Gwyn and Emerie clutched their own stomachs in laughter.
“That’s what you get, Lucie.” Cresseida smirked as she took the deck from Eris’ hands, who handed them over easily.
“Tamlin!” Helion noticed his arrival, “Welcome back!”
Tamlin stared with his mouth agape at the sight of the room, every High lord and their Court all lying across the floor filled with pillows and blankets. An array of card games and puzzles strewn amongst them.
“What..”
“We figured since Night is gone, we could all relax a little.” Thesan explained.
“It’s really only them that are so uptight.” Kallias quipped from where he was, head in his wife’s lap whilst she quietly cheated in a game with Tarquin. With his head focused in on his own cards, he did not notice Viviane sneaking a peak and playing accordingly. Gwyn stifled giggles when she saw it.
Lucien shot to his feet, puling away from the grip of his mother, and grabbed Tamlin’s hand, “C’mon Tam, you’ll be alright.”
“Yeah, you have to be on his team to help him win.” Eris said as he watched Cresseida shuffle the deck.
“You are a cheater!” Lucien yelled as he pulled Tamlin down amongst the pillows, Thesan closed the door and followed them into the chaotic yelling that overtook their ‘meeting’.
For once in his life, Tamlin was thanking Rhysand for causing problems once more. It led to a far better outcome then he could have ever imagined.
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what about neil catches you stealing from his store and he decides to punish you?!?
Hi anon, thank you sm for requesting! So sorry about how long this took, i’m working through a lot of requests atm! I really like how this one turned out.. hope you enjoy :)
Lesson Learnt
Neil Lewis x Fem!Reader
! Smut Warning !
Tags: Light Spanking, P in V, Unprotected Sex, Punishment, Praise, Hair Pulling
You celebrated quietly under your breath as your curious gaze finally landed upon the tape you'd been scouring the shelves for, eyes flitting around the entire store, stood solemn in your chosen aisle. Judging by the vacancy of your surroundings, you gathered it safe to make your move. Casually, you seized the tape from the shelf, falsely examining it as though debating the blurb. Sporting a sly, narrow glance you slipped the possession into your bag among other belongings.
You browsed the racks a few moments longer, presenting as though considering other options, sweeping past other rows, examining the titles briefly as you did.
Typically, you would've purchased the video, however you'd found yourself rather skint at the present and - as a result - unopposed to the idea of swiping a few tapes for entertainment.
You snatched a second title from atop another shelf, popping it beside the other in your bag, loitering around the store for minutes further, as to avoid suspicion.
You made your way to the exit, reaching simply for the handle.
"Excuse me, miss." An unfamiliar, male voice spoke from behind you, and immediately you felt the plump of your cheeks begin to burn - Shit.
With a deep intake of breath, you turned on your heel, facing the voice.
Immediately, his eyes pierced a path to your own, arms folded firmly over his chest, and he nudged his head back, gesturing for you to accompany, "Follow me."
Your heart pounded mercilessly in your chest as you trailed after him toward the counter, then on past it, through to what appeared to be an office - his office.
He stuck his large, rather callous hand out, "Your bag, please."
Attempting miserably to calm your shallow breaths, you presented a torturously innocent smile, handing the bag over without any other choice.
Snagging it from your offer, he rummaged through your belongings, met with the clinking and shuffling sounds they created.
His plump, pinkish lips broke out into a victorious grin as he peered down, pulling a single tape between the clutch of his fingers.
"Listen.." It occurred to you only in the moment that you hadn't a clue of his name.
"Neil." He informed you, clearly picking up on your fumbling.
"Neil, I'm sorry," You began, face burning shamefully hot. Terrible, truly, the first time you attempted to shoplift, it went as wrong as it could possibly go.
"Save it." Neil sighed, "I mean really, you could steal from anywhere, and you chose a shitty video store, admirable really."
It certainly wasn't the conversation you'd anticipated, though none of the situation was.
"You haven't got any.. on you, have you?" He stepped so slightly closer, arms folded tightly across his broad chest, a brow raised as he ran his eyes over your form.
"Uh- Sorry?" You spluttered out after a quiet moment, "No.. No there's nothing on me."
He paused, eyes narrowing ever so little, "Not the most convincing." He chuckled, "I think I'll just have to run a check myself, that alright?"
You nodded, tossing only a mere moment's thought to the matter, and you felt the unfamiliar, somewhat intriguing, sensation of Neil's hands perching atop your shoulders. He stood, contented, behind you, hands roaming gently down your sides.
“I really am sorry, I..” A staple of breath hitched in your throat as his palms patted softly down your hips, cautious not to be overly handsy - though still curious, “Please don’t tell anyone.”
“You know that’s not really how this works, right?” Neil spoke, and you could feel the amusement of his smile by the skin of your neck, “If someone shoplifts, I don’t tend to go with the ‘nice job, see you round!’ approach.”
You knew that was true, obviously, however you figured there must be some value in trying.
“Just,” You breathed, his inspecting hands dancing down your thighs, patting softly around the washed jeans for anything he could deem abnormal, “Please don’t get the police involved.”
Finally, his tedious search drew to a close, and he stepped back opposite yourself.
"Please." You whispered.
As if examining an x-ray, you saw his mind further whirr, then he ran his slick tongue over his lips quickly.
“I have other ways of dealing with this, don’t worry.” Neil chuckled, the low sound reverberating through the air, his eyes burning against yours - it felt far more intense than you’d have liked.
His eyes wandered slowly over your face, as if your unbeknownst squirming only brought him amusement. Your heart thumped fast against the wall of your chest, unrelenting. Your stomach fluttered - nerves? Yes, excitement? Perhaps.
"Well, thieves can't go unpunished, right?"
The air felt thick, heavy as his gaze traced every inch of your face, now his turn to observe the way your mind began to whirr behind your eyes.
“Over my desk.” He spoke so suddenly, tone laced with an unmissable sense of cockiness.
You couldn’t quite bring yourself to grasp the situation, whatever it was. Somehow, you
managed to babble out the word, “Sorry?”
“You heard me, c’mon.” He furthered, “Don’t go and make things worse for yourself, sweetheart.”
He swung a lazy gesture toward his desk, and you felt your stomach burn with.. anticipation? Still washed with disbelief, you stumbled bashfully over.
His warm, establishing breath rumbled against the skin of your neck, pricking your attention as his fingers swept any loose hair from your ear, ensuring he was as close as possible. Neil’s hand cradled the small of your back, and he pushed your body slowly down, allowing you to ease along with him.
Your breath caught once more in your throat, his grasp venturing to the thick of your hips. Your clothed breasts met the sleek, wooden surface of the desk, pressing firmly against it as his fingertips crept to the fastening of your jeans.
A spark of arousal shot between your legs as he made light work of tugging the thick, crumpling material down your thighs, fabric ruffling around your knees as he bared them.
“Now, you gonna try and steal from my shop again?”
He landed a solemn, punishing slap to your ass upon his words, impatiently awaiting your answer. You slipped a deep, sharp gasp in response to the hit, offering a frantic, though small, shake of your head.
“Words, c’mon.” He demanded, callous palm crashing down on your behind once more.
You indulged another deep, unsteady breath, unable to discard the warmth tingling between your thighs, “I- Fuck- I won’t try and steal again..”
Neil let out another rich, low chuckle, hooking his fingertips beneath the band of your dampened underwear, “Better.”
He slid the thin, sodden silk down eagerly, baring your soaked cunt to his touch. He trailed one fingertip softly against your folds, eliciting a shaky gasp from your mouth, and you sunk your teeth into your lips in a desperate attempt to silence yourself.
The unmistakable sound of a belt buckle clinked out, jean material crumpling close by your naked, flushed skin.
“Spread those legs for me.” He instructed, lustful words fizzling through your stomach, only heightening your arousal as you obeyed his command.
His exhale was heavy, rather shaky.
“Fuck, look at that..” He cooed, fist wrapped loosely around his bare, hard length.
You felt the thick of his tip brush against your sopping folds, unable to prevent the breathy moan rolling from your tongue as he slid inside, slowly stretching you, the feeling leaving you sucking in a sharp breath as your fingers arched against the table.
“C’mon baby, take it..” He encouraged, groaning hoarsely as you took him within, “This is what happens when you act out.”
Arousal further slickened your thighs, butterflies swarming your stomach.
"F-Fuck.." You mumbled, the word helplessly overpowered by your exhale.
Somewhat abruptly, his hips jolted against yours, sending your body rocking against his, soon to be less, well-kept desk as his first thrust drove his skilful hips against your sensitised behind.
His pelvis smacked yours once more, finding a suitable pace, one he could deem both fulfilling and punishing.
Shamefully desperate, you whined out, feeling him snake one hand from its greedy grip of your hips and to your scalp, seizing a powerful grasp by your hair, raising your head ever so slightly, back arching as your eyes channelled upwards.
“Shame you can’t be well behaved, huh sweetheart?” Neil groaned, landing another punishing slap to the round of your ass, desk trembling beneath your bodies as his hips bucked relentlessly.
You simply whimpered, finding yourself only capable of that response; his bitter treatment thrilling you more and more.
His chuckle blended with yet another deep, rough grunt, “Not a shame for me, fuck, you feel so good.."
Shamelessly greedy, Neil snaked his hand from your hips and over the main focus of your stomach. He rested his flawless, eager touch on your lower-stomach, roaming over the rather prominent bulge he was responsible for with a prideful chuckle, “You feel that?”
He knew you did.
Your lids flickered, his digits looped tightly throughout your hair as your breasts repeatedly grazed the desktop in time with each thrust, “Yes..”
“So deep, hm?” He taunted, picking up the pace.
Unable to relent, your abdomen fluttered yet again, flushed skin smacking together in the cluster of humid air. The thick, twitching head of his cock hit your g-spot, snatching a keen, passionate gasp from your throat.
“Oh, right there, huh?” Neil mock-pouted, his tamed brows furrowed together as he hit the spot in the most torturous rhythm.
Feebly, you nodded, head still almost entirely supported by his controlled grip of your scalp.
“F-fuck, please..” You mumbled, his pace both rhythmic and taunting toward your most sensitive area.
Suddenly, he withdrew the tension, pulling out and leaving you nothing but confused. Immediately, both hands seized your bare, tired hips, making light work of pulling your body from the desk. Instead, he assisted in perching you atop the now disgruntled surface, quickly spreading your legs again.
“What? This is a punishment, I can’t let you enjoy it too much, now can I?” He teased, smirking infuriatingly as he angled himself back between your thighs, sliding back inside your warmth with a broken moan.
“And look,” He placed a rough, flushed hand to your jaw, squeezing your cheeks, channelling your eyeline directly with his own, “I can see that pretty face better now.”
Neil’s praise slithered down your spine, burning your face from beneath. His spare hand clutched hungrily at your ass, utilising the grasp in pulling you against his thrusts as he filled your cunt so perfectly.
Loose, dark strands of his hair cast themselves astray over his forehead, jaw tight and gritted as his cock twitched between your clenches.
Removing his selfishly angled hold upon your jaw, Neil inflicted the touch somewhere far different; between the part of your soaked thighs.
He moved almost desperately, pent-up groans fleeing his throat. Louder than any previous, you moaned against the sensation of his fingertips toying with the drastic, slick swell of your clit.
His damp, pinkish lips curved up, “You wanna cum?”
“Please.. Fuck, yes..” You mewled, pleading hopelessly, shamelessly as his digits worked unbelievably on your drenched, sensitive cunt, simultaneously filling it as a euphorically familiar sensation built in your stomach.
He mocked pondering, “I dunno, sweetheart, don’t think you deserve it.”
You let out exasperated breaths, watching the smugness contort his features.
“Please..” You begged, “I.. Fuck, I won’t do it again..” You scrambled for some form of convincing plea, endlessly tortured by the speed at which his fingertips developed, his cock thrusting deep.
"Oh, you won't?" Neil grunted, faulting hips slamming against yours, lips painted in a smug smile, "That desperate to cum on my cock?"
He applied the sweetest, most gratifying pressure where you needed it most of all, working in a stimulating unison with his length to bring you closer and closer.
"Fuck, that pussy's squeezing me so good.." He panted out, "I'm so close."
Suddenly, a familiar, tightly-wound knot snapped within your stomach, and your orgasm hit with the ferocity of a tidal wave, your legs trembling as the long-awaited force overpowered your body.
“Gonna make such a pretty little mess of you, teach you a fuckin’ lesson, hm?” Neil grunted, his tone gruff and quivering as he slipped out once more, breathing heavily as a burst of warmth coated your upper-thighs.
He groaned louder, more dishevelled as he came undone over your skin, features reddened and proud as he watched you peer down at his mark.
His chest rose and fell dramatically, a rather possessive feel to the manner in which he cupped your jaw, guiding your face to his, "Learnt your lesson?"
Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to use the requests/asks feature on my page - it’d be so greatly appreciated!
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Hey i want to preface by saying that im a new army and therefore fairly new to the jikook community. It started from watching videos about the 'jimin effect' where I noticed that something was different about the way jk was compared to other members. Then it went to me watching jikook complete timelines and here I am now being absolutely in love with their bond :))
But since this is the very first time im shipping a gay celebrity couple i remembered another gay ship which was extremely popular years ago anf that is larry. Although i was never a directioner, i had watched these larry videos and analysis out of curiosity and found their excessive flirting just unrealistic and never found it romantic, especially considering how deranged the fandom was and later on how harry and louis both were in confirmed relationships.
This got me thinking. What is it about jikook that made me think it was romantic ? Cause a lot of larry moments are also very obviously gay and sexual if you watch it, even quite romantic and confusing but i still never thought of them in that way.....but with jikook i feel like a third wheel or get butterflies in my stomach on watching their moments which arent even all that obvious. So, with this essay (sorrryyy) my question is what is it about jikook/kookmin which makes it stand out from other possible popular gay ships like larry, taekook, etc ? Sorry for this rambling and side note i love your page and loved learning more about jimin and jungkook <3333
Hello anon,
First of all, welcome to the fandom! I hope you're finding spaces within it where you feel comfortable and happy.
Secondly, I think you've answered your own question. Jikook just feels different. When you see Jikook interacting or observe the dynamics between them, it evokes stronger and distinct feelings. It's a bit complicated to explain. I believe every Jikooker has a different explanation, a unique reason for why they think the relationship between Jimin and Jungkook goes beyond mere friendship. However, one thing we can all probably agree on is that it feels different. It’s probably a lame explanation but it’s a honest one 😅
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