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rogueddie · 10 months

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Change / Gloom

It's not hard to figure out that Eddie is gay- or bisexual? Steve isn't sure. All he knows, undoubtedly, is that Eddie Munson likes men.

The rumors from high school definitely do a lot of the heavy lifting in regards to Steves revelation. But he knows what it looks like when people are attracted to him. He knows exactly what it looks like when people try to hide that they're attracted to him.

His first test was simple; stretch. The bottom of his polo always rides up and, as expected, Eddies eyes lingered on the slither of skin on display.

A simple test. An easy one.

The second test is not so easy- it requires Robins help and she's not the most subtle. Luckily, she's as keen as he is on getting him a boyfriend (specifically, an Eddie-shaped boyfriend), so she puts in as much effort as she can at being convincing.

Eddie admitted to her that, yeah, Steve is attractive. That he also finds Steve attractive. And not in a straight way!

("What the hell does that even mean?" Robin had asked, when Steve insisted that she needs to clarify that. "If he's attracted to you, it can't be straight!"

"It totally can," Steve tutted. "Tommy was attracted to loads of guys in a straight way."

"I'm going to ignore that because we don't have time to unpack any of that-")

He hadn't expected Robin to be so convincing, or for Eddie to be so open yet. It ruins his very thought out plan in the best way- he only needs to confirm if it's more than just physical attraction now, and that's the easy part.

"You're late," Steve greets. He leans his hip against the doorway, crossing his arms.

Eddie rolls his eyes. "So sorry, princess. You gonna let me in?"

"Say please."

"Please." He shifts, trying to look annoyed, putting his hands on his hips. The hall light illuminates his face too well for Steve to miss the slight blush.

Steve steps back, beckoning him as dramatically as he can manage without feeling like an idiot.

"Eddie!" Dustin calls, waving him over to the couch.

Robin already helped Steve make it so there's only two spots left open... Eddie, like they'd hoped, choses the corner so he can lean over to talk to the kids.

Once he's checked the door is definitely locked, peeking into the kitchen to make sure the back door is also shut, he plops down on the sofa. He shifts, stretching his legs out so his thigh is pressed up against Eddies.

It's not until the movie starts that Eddie leans over and whispers; "what are you doing?"

Steve quietly hums, raising an eyebrow.

Eddie gently kicks his ankle. "That. And at the door."

"I can't be friendly?" Steve whispers, with a teasing little smirk- it always used to have girls stuttering.

"Not like this," Eddie hisses. "Back off."

"What? I was just-"

"I know. I'm telling you to stop."

Steve slowly pulls back so they aren't touching as much- where they're sat doesn't leave much space.

He feels unmoored. He's never felt so wrong about his chances- even at Scoops Ahoy, despite his attempts, he knew he was probably going to get rejected. He's not sure he has ever been so off.

"I'm getting some popcorn," Eddie says quietly, towards the mid-point of the movie.

"I'll help," Steve quickly offers, jumping to his feet before Eddie can turn his offer down.

"Hey," Robin pipes up, grabbing his arm and giving him a light squeeze- reassurance, comfort. "Make me that ice cream shake I like."

"Understood," Steve nods, giving her a lazy salute.

It takes a good few minutes to make, giving the two of them more time alone in the kitchen.

She's giving him the green light.

"Sorry about that," Steve says quietly, once they're in the kitchen. "Didn't mean to come on too strong. Or, like, if it's too public. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

He doesn't say anything for a long moment. He keeps his back turned to him, waiting in front of the microwave, shoulders hunched to his ears.

Steve isn't sure whether he should say anything else. He looks uncomfortable. Steve isn't sure if speaking up would make it worse or-

"Who told you?" He eventually asks. He finally turns around, expressions dangerously blank. "Was it Gareth?"

"What?"

"He probably meant well," he ponders. His smile doesn't reach his eyes- it makes something uncomfortable squirm in Steves stomach. "He never did have the displeasure of meeting King Steve."

"Eddie-"

"It's ok though, right? You didn't mean to make me uncomfortable."

"What the fuck are you talking about, man? Are you mad that I, like... know? Is that it?"

"Is that it?" Eddie repeats, mockingly. "No, Harrington. I don't care that you know- most people guessed it, what's one more? No, I care that you're making fun of me."

"I'm not making fun of you."

"Really? Could've fooled me."

He turns back to the microwave- it dings, but Eddie stays there, pretending to be busy.

Waiting for Steve to leave.

"I'm not making fun of you," Steve tries again, hating how wobbly his voice sounds. "I was- I mean, I thought maybe, you, um... but if not, that- that's ok, I can, like... fuck."

Eddie slowly turns, frowning, looking slightly more concerned- but the suspicion still lingers. "Spit it out."

"I thought you might like me but I don't know if it's just physical so I thought I'd try and flirt as a way of testing the waters before actually trying to ask you out," Steve rushes out in one breath.

"You were... actually flirting?" Eddie blinks at him, slowly. "Seriously? Not a joke? But... what? I thought you were straight?"

"So did I," Steve shrugs, scratching the back of his neck. "Never really, um... thought about romancing a guy before."

"Before..?"

"Before you."

"Holy shit." Eddie goes to pinch himself- stopping at the last second with a shake of his head. "If I'm dreaming, don't wake me up."

"This is your idea of a good dream?"

"You know damn well it is, you little brat." Eddie laughs, shaking his head again, in disbelief. "I've fucked this up a bit, huh? Can we start again?"

"Oh. yeah, sure, of course, uh-"

"Wait, no, I don't have the patience for that," he quickly darts around the kitchen table, grabbing Steves waist and pulling him close. "This alright? Not gonna say psych?"

"If you don't kiss me right now, I just might."

"Say please."

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fic #ficlet #decideweekprompt

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teeskz · 2 months

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Sneak Peek:

¡Arriba!

“Enjoying this dirty night to escape.”

» synopsis of T!TS UP here

> out now!

» pairing: fem!reader x OT5 (kim hongjoong, jeong yunho, choi san, song mingi, jung wooyoung)

» summary: being a bookworm, you’re used to your regular schedule of simply studying, eating, oh, and the occasional sleeping. it isn’t until one night, you find yourself at the wrong place at the wrong time, and soon get swept up in one of the craziest games you’ve ever heard. in hindsight, maybe you should’ve declined. but it was only supposed to last for one night. one, dirty night.

» genres & warning: college au, suggestive ASF, more warnings to come

» a/n: no wc cause this only a short snippet

» tag list: @mingyuslice @facioleeknow @yakosobaboba @xcynthiaaa @stayskz143 @isabel-018

if your name is crossed off, i couldn't find you

You feel a drop in your palm as Mingi hands you over the die, nervousness flowing through you, “I- okay.”

Your heart is pounding against your rib cage when you start to shake your enclosed hand, a mix between sweat and fear coating the cube. You release it shortly after and watch it roll around in front of you.

Eventually, the velocity of it slows and the wild spinning stops, leaving a scarlett-red square staring back at you. A dare.

“Oh, our first dare.” There’s a bite to Wooyoung’s tone, proving obvious that he's choosing to completely ignore the past few rounds.

San leans forward for you and grabs a card, passing it off to you, "You can do this."

You don’t even look at it immediately and instead wait until you were back against Mingi before reading it aloud to the others.

“Did someone turn up the temperatures?" you start off steadily, "Suddenly, you’re feeling hot. Have the other players choose which piece of clothing to remove, hope this helps your problem…”

Keeping your eyes locked on the words. You trail off towards the end, not finding the courage to look up knowing they're all watching you. Undressing you in their heads.

“We get to choose?” Yunho happily accepts this feat as does everyone else. They make your already rapid heart accelerate, but what’s even worse is how the stupid throb in your core intensifies.

Hongjoong, ever so leisurely, grabs hold of the open flap from your pajama bottoms and wiggles the fabric around, "I say we get rid of these."

San perks up excitedly at the proclamations, “I second. Y/N, you don’t need those on anymore.”

This is so wrong. So, incredibly wrong.

While you're distracted by those two, you don’t notice Mingi traveling a hand down to the waist band of your pants, lifting it up to barely reveal your underwear line and skin, “Can you take ‘em off for us?”

“Let’s go, Y/N-ie. You can’t keep us waiting.” Wooyoung pouts while also tugging at the other pant leg.

The pleads of the group grow, while your determination to not do it shrinks. God, are they making this difficult for you.

After a few more begs, and a few more touches, you break and decidedly give in, “F-Fine, I'll get these off.”

Mingi breaths out, the hand that was on your waist band slipping below to touch your outer leg. He teases the others by showing them bits and pieces of your skin, not fully pulling your pants down till Yunho comes to the other side and helps to tug it off of you.

Collectively, they all aid in discarding your bottoms and once they're off of you, you try to suppress the urge to cover yourself. There, in full display for everyone to see, are your tight, pale yellow panties that’re always your favorite to wear to bed.

But when you’re damn-near half naked in front of a group of boys, now you’re wishing you had worn something more attractive; like how one of your roommates owns a pair of lacy black thongs that you’ve seen one too many times before.

Hongjoong brings a light graze to your now exposed legs, tracing around your skin, “You’re so cute when you listen to us.”

"Look, there's even little flowers." San pokes fun at you, even going as far as pinching your underwear in a teasing manner

“Can- Can we move on?” You’re letting out small huffs while Mingi brings a hand down to rub at your thigh.

"Awwe, alright, alright. Guys, let's ease up on her." Yunho reaches over your legs to retrieve the lonely die from the ground.

The rest of the boys oblige, them returning to their spots with slick smiles on their face. Sure, they'll play the game, but just know, they're in it for the long haul.

And it's going to get way worse than this.

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kaidabakugou · 7 months

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JUST A PEEK

KENTO NANAMI X F! READER X SATORU GOJO

warnings: office sex | voyeurism | oral sex | masterbation

word count: 1.3k

a/n: dreamt this last night after crying myself to sleep over both of them and i thought i'd share it after the eventful week we've all had :( also sorry this is a little rushed, this was a warm up to just get the dream out before i forget it lol, hope you enjoy!♡

Gulping down the last of his soda he tosses the can into the nearest trash bin, footsteps echoing through the vacant halls as he makes his way towards Nanami’s office where he figured you two were. It was rare for any of you to be at the school this late at night, but Kento and you were out on a mission earlier to clear a potential first grade responsible for multiple disappearances in an old abandoned building just out of the district and although the task was an easy one for the both of you, the few small curses within the vicinity paired with the unstable foundation of the building proved to be somewhat troublesome which resulted in some minor injuries.

And when Satoru got word of it, he figured he'd stop by just to check in on the two of you even if he knew it was nothing serious, you were strong after all and only one of you was needed for the mission, but you happened to be together when you received the call.

The light from Nanami’s office shines through the cracked door and Satoru can't help the smile that tugs at his features when he hears the faint sound of your giggles, but his steps falter when they're followed by your moans echoing from within. Eyes widening briefly behind his blindfold as he steps closer to lean against the side of the door to peer through the small opening into the office where he gets a clear view of your naked figure propped up on his desk, pretty tits glistening under the light as he fixates on the way they move with each rise and fall of your heaving chest before letting his eyes trail down your abdomen, noticing the bandages curving along your rib cage where you'd gotten injured earlier in the mission. His eyes roam further until they settle between your legs where Kento is kneeling, his face concealed behind your thigh where his hand is gripping and kneading at your plush skin whilst his other hand is urging you closer to your release.

Long digits deep in your velvety heat as he thrusts them back and forth while his tongue laps at your clit, the wet sounds of his mouth working messily against you mixed with the increasingly squelch of your arousal echoing all the way out into the hall where Satoru remains frozen in place. The throbbing in his pants catches him by surprise as he unconsciously reaches for the zipper of his pants in search of some relief from the painful erection straining against them. He knows he should turn around and leave, but he can't bring himself to do so, too enthralled by the sight before him as his head presses against the wall behind him when he hears you reach your high.

Your moans affect him like a siren's melody as he forces himself to swallow his own moans that build in his throat when his thumb circles his tip - red and swollen and leaking with milky beads of precum that he smears along his length before wrapping his fist around his cock. The feel of his index finger pressing against the pulsing veins that fork under it causes a shiver to run from his spine to his feet and he fears his knees might buckle beneath him.

When he peers through the opening again, Kento is rising from his position, glistening with your fluids from nose to chin as he leans over your naked form to pull you into a kiss causing Satoru to pull his bottom lip between his teeth at the thought of what you must taste like on his friend’s lips. Suppressing another moan when he sees him gather your release on his digits, sticky bands of arousal webbing between them before pressing them against your awaiting tongue as your lips wrap around them. Sucking on them while you taste yourself on his fingers before he slowly pulls them out of your mouth where you press a small kiss upon the pads of his digits as you stare up into pools of chestnut that hungrily peer down at you before capturing your lips again.

Hands roaming your bodies while lips lace messily against each other as you reach down to undo his belt, expertly working on loosening the leather while your feet circles around his waist to aid you in pulling his bottoms down as they curve around the band of the soft fabric and Satoru can't help but think how this shouldn't be the first time you've done this to manage that so effortlessly.

Pressing himself against the wall when Kento suddenly pulls away from the kiss to step out of his bottoms that now rested around his ankles before finding your lips again as your hands return to his figure. Trailing up his sides towards his center to start unbuttoning his shirt but he rushes to finish taking it off himself, lips never leaving yours as drool clings to your chins and Satoru has to force down his own drool that gathers in his mouth. Feeling himself get closer to his release when Kento rubs his cock through your messy pussy, gathering your slick while teasing you as you reach down to press your palm against the top of his dick, the veins branching along his length pulsing under your touch before your slowly guide him down to your dripping heat.

The two of you gasping at the feel and Satoru doesn't register gasping along as well until it's already vibrating past his lips, his hand shooting up to cover his mouth as he presses himself against the wall again in the hopes that you two are too submerged in each other to notice. And when he hears your whimpers melding with Kento’s grunts he figures it's safe to peek over again and he internally curses himself for the moans threatening to spill from deep in his chest when he sees your bodies wrapped together, grinding in unison as he focuses on how your pussy swallows his length so eagerly - so wet with the light gusher that splatters against both of your thighs and Satoru finds himself matching the rhythm of his fist with Kento’s thrusts.

Picturing himself behind you and buried deep in your wet heat grinding alongside Kento’s as he bites his other fist when you reach your highs, making a mess of his fist and the floor as long and creamy spurts of cum coat his knuckles but he doesn't stop his fist from tightening around his girth until your whimpers die down, imagining your walls clenching around him milking every last drop of his release into your pussy before he rests tiredly against the wood behind him. Heavy pants echoing through the hall, too spent to care if it overlaps with yours as he thinks he's never cummed this hard before.

“You're as shameless as ever”, he freezes when the words reach his ears, unsure if they are directed at him or at you but when he only hears your giggles echo from inside, he peeks inside only to find your eyes already on him while Kento trails gentle kisses along the side of your neck. Pushing himself off the wall completely as he slowly walks in, cock messy and on full display as he scratches his snow kissed locks with a small chuckle while his other hand rests awkwardly at his side - strands of sticky release webbing between his digits and clinging to his skin. Grinning when he finds your eyes already trailing down his twitching cock before they meet his again, the hand scratching as his scalp circling to lift his blindfold to reveal celeste irises fixated on your own.

“Wanna join?”, your voice coated with honey along with Kento’s eyes also landing on him expectantly only riling him more as his grin widens.

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a1307s · 5 months

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Ice Pop

(Jason Todd Smut)

[Art is not mine! Credit to Crow Kid]

Requested by: dogma0325

Keys:

Y/N: Your Name

Word Count: 4262

Warnings and/or Pre-notes:

Cursing

Semi-public sex

Oral (female receiving)

Fingering

Degrading

Begging

Creampie

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"Lady Wayne?" Alfred calls, pulling my attention away from the case file I've been looking over for Bruce.

"Hm?" I hum out, glancing at Alfred across the kitchen before turning back to my work.

"I made ice pops for the boys and you. Would you mind giving them out for me so I can start dinner?"

"Why'd you make ice pops?" I ask, getting up and heading towards Alfred. Sat on a tray in front of him are big ice cubs packed full of different fruits, each with a popsicle sticking out the bottom.

"You guys do not drink enough water so I'm hoping this will help."

"We drink plenty of water," I answer back, picking up the tray.

Alfred sighs, turning his attention to me. A deep frown is present on his face making his aging stand out even more on his face. "Lady Wayne, please tell me you don't actually think that."

"Of course not," I tell him, following it with a laugh. None of us are good at taking care of ourselves in any way, much less in our water intake.

I walk out of the kitchen, popsicle tray in tow as I head towards the second story of the manor. It doesn't take long to run into one of the boys. Damian is doing God knows what on the staircase. He's prancing around the steps, his katana in hand as he swishes it around. "What's up, Short Stack?" I poke at him, making sure to leave plenty of room between us.

"Practicing inclined swordsmanship," Dami answers, following it with a click of his tongue.

"That makes complete sense," I lie between my teeth. What is up with this kid? "Maybe let's not play with swords on the stairs though," I tell him, holding out one of the ice pops.

Damian takes the pop, pairing it with another tongue click. "I'm a trained assassin. I think I'll be fine practicing on the stairs."

I hum before hopping up the stairs, passing him on the way. "A trained pain in the ass too," I mumble to myself once he's out of earshot. I walk down the hallway, stopping outside Dick's room. I gently knock, which is responded to quickly with the door swinging open.

"Hello!"

"Hello Y/N," Richard answers, glancing down at the tray in my hands. "Did you make popsicles?"

"Alfred made us ice pops. He says we don't drink enough water," I explain, holding out another pop.

"Hey, Tim?" He asks, ducking his head back into his room. "Do you want a popsicle?"

"Fuck ya!" Tim answers, quickly joining us at the door frame. "Thank you, Y/N," the younger boy says, taking a treat from the tray before disappearing back into the bedroom.

"Thank you," Dick repeats, also taking an ice pop before disappearing too.

That was pretty easy. I thought it would be more of a struggle to find everyone. With the manor being so big and the cave downstairs being even bigger, sometimes it's a struggle to find people. Maybe I'll get lucky, and Jason will be in his room too. I let the thought push me toward Jay's room. Once outside, just like Dick's room, I knock. Unlike Dick's room, I don't get an answer. "Jason," I call, knocking on the door again. There is no answer, so I decide to peek inside. The room is empty, with no sign of Jason at all.

Maybe I'll get lucky, and he'll be in the bat-cave. If not, then he just won't get an icicle. I make the short walk down the hallway to Bruce's study. Once again, I knock just in case. You never know if Bruce has a business partner in there or if they're work or league-related so it's best to be prepared. After a few seconds, the study door opens, and Bruce's grizzly bear form takes up the space. "I brought you a snack!" I chirp, raising the tray some.

"Thank you for the ice-pop," Bruce says, a soft smile covering his face as he picks out which one he wants. "Jason is down in the cave if you want to give him his or I can take it down."

"No, I'll take it down. I'm soaking in my break time from the Riddler case."

Bruce chuckles some before stepping aside so I can walk through. I squeeze through the gap, making sure not to drop the last two popsicles. The older man closes the door behind me before sitting back down at his desk. I take my time walking through the room towards the clock, looking over all the bookcases pilled full of books. I mess with the clock, getting it to unlock as I look over some of the titles. I need to come snoop through here for a good read once I finish my book.

The clock pops some as it swings open, the old wood worn and stressed from constant use. I slip through, making sure to close it behind me in case Bruce gets a visitor. The cave echoes as I walk down the metal stairs, my slippers sliding a bit as I walk. You'd figure by now I'd wear shoes with more traction, so I don't slip on the constantly soaked floors. Oh well.

"Jason!" I yell, walking down the last few stairs before standing steadily on the cave floor which is also soaked. Go figure. Who'd guess that a cave in the 'rainy city' of Gotham would always be wet and cold?

"Y/N!" Jason yells back, his voice echoing some off the walls.

I turn my head in the direction of his voice. Jason is tucked under one of the bat-cycles, working away on who knows what. He's always tinkering on something; The bikes, the bat-mobile, the bat-plane, something. I make a quick - but careful - pace towards the makeshift garage where all the bikes are stored. The 'garage' is more so a fancy shed than a garage. The left of it is stocked full of motorcycles. The right on the other hand is Jason's work bench that's always packed full of tools and different parts. The front of the shed - other than the door - is a wall of glass windows. You can see the left from the computer but it's harder to see the right. It's even harder considering the bat-mobile is usually parked in front of the windows on this side, like it is today.

"I brought you an ice pop," I tell him, setting the tray on the workbench before leaning against it. The edge of the bench digs into my back a bit but it's worth getting the pressure off my feet. For once it's not overflowing with random shit.

"Did you?" Jay asks, shifting some to get out from under the bike before deciding not to. He pulls on something, causing the metal to clink against the floor. "That's not good," he mumbles to himself more so than to me.

"Probably not," I answer back, crossing my arms over my chest and smiling some.

"Ya, ya, ya," he grumbles, sliding himself out before shifting to a sitting position. His eyes glance over me before settling back towards the bike.

Ever since the failed mission last week Richard swears there's been tension between Jason and me. On my last mission, I got shot a few times which has benched me from on-field missions. It's part of the reason I've been looking over case files for Bruce. Jason swooped in and played hero, which ended in a feverish kiss. We've both ignored it; not because of me though. I keep trying to talk about it, but he just brushes it off. Since it doesn't seem like he cares much I've settled on it just being heat from the 'you almost died' moment. It's nothing more than that, a misstep that happened because emotions were high. Though Richard swears up and down that, we like each other. Maybe so, but Dick likes drama so he can be a pot-stirrer sometimes.

I watch Jason tinker a bit more, making sure not to stare at his shoulders too long. Jason is an asshole most of the time, but even assholes can look good when their mouths aren't running. Especially tall assholes with a physique that reviles Bruce's. "Are you going to eat an ice pop?" I ask, glancing towards the computer stored in the cave. I can't see much of it, but I can see the top of someone's head, probably Tim's or Bruce's.

"Are you going to harass me about it until I say yes?"

"On behalf of Alfred, yes."

Jason half sighs, and half chuckles before standing up. "Well, I can't say no to Alfred," he says, walking towards me. Jay stops in front of me, less than an inch between us as he reaches behind us to grab a popsicle off the tray. A mixed smell of leather and oil rolls off of him, filling me up with fuzzy warmth. "Is the other one for you?" He asks, pulling his arms back in front of us, both ice-pops in his hands.

"Mmhmm," I hum, glancing down at his hands. I am not petite by any means of the word, but I feel small when around Jason. Anyone would feel small around the brick of a man.

Jay hums back, popping his treat into his mouth before holding mine out to me. I should be an asshole and push him to acknowledge the kiss. The thought rolls around my head for a second as my eyes flicker from Jay's face to his hand. I bend my head down some, taking the pop into my mouth as he still holds it. I make a show of it, wrapping my hand around his wrist as I slide down some. I keep a hold of the pop, loosening his grip on it before lifting my head back up; the icicle still wrapped up in my lips.

Hood's jaw is set tight, eyes drinking me in for a couple of seconds before he turns on his heels and walks away from me. Ya, Richard is definitely wrong. I push the event out of my head, focusing on the stuff I've been reading about Riddler, figuring the new environment will help my thought process. I roll over the information, absorbing the melting ice, occasionally pulling it out of my mouth so my teeth don't get too cold. The curse of having sensitive teeth. The room is mostly quiet, though, occasionally Jay drops something, cutting through the silence and causing Tim to pipe up and ask if we're okay.

Maybe I should recommend checking out some of Riddler's old hideouts. He's on the run again after attacking one of the Joker's men. I don't see him finding a new hideout on such short notice. Maybe he's staying with Two-Face, they're pretty close. Though I think Bruce already checked out-

"Can you stop that?" Jay asks sharply, pulling me out of my thought process.

I pull the ice out of my mouth again, causing it to pop louder than I meant to. "Can I stop what?"

"That," he hisses, eyes throwing daggers at me. "You're being annoying."

"Oh, I'm sorry," I mumble, going back to my treat but making sure to be as quiet as possible as I enjoy it. I wonder if the Riddler just fled town? Probably not, if he hasn't before, I don't see him doing it now. Maybe we should just interrogate Two-Face about it. Even if Bruce cleared all of Two-Face's hideouts, that doesn't mean he doesn't know where his buddy is.

"Y/N," Jason husks out, his voice a lot closer to me than it was before. I look up from the floor to be met with Jason once again barely an inch away. "You should go back upstairs."

"Why?" I ask around the ice-pop, cranking my neck some to look into Jay's eyes.

He rolls his jaw some, his eyes hard as they stare down at mine. "You're being a distraction," Jason finally answers, taking the popsicle out of my mouth and throwing it on the workbench. "Go upstairs."

"Hey! You just ruined my treat," I whine, dropping my hands to my hips as I glare at the taller ex-robin.

He rolls his eyes, starting to walk away as he mumbles to himself, "Maybe I wouldn't have ruined it if you did that to my-" The sentence is cut off as Jay sits back down on the floor.

If I did that to his what?... Oh... Oh... No, I did not... I didn't get into Jay's head. I mean, I teased a bit, but I didn't think it was that bad. I barely did anything. Well, unless me 'annoying' him wasn't normal annoyance and was that kind of annoyance instead. Was it?

I hum, pushing myself off the workbench, and start heading towards the door so I can test my theory. "Maybe if you'd ask like a big boy I would," I mumble as I slide past Jason, quickly slipping out the door after the words are out. I leave the door open, giving me the chance to sneak a peek at how he's reacting. Jay's head shoots up at my words, his eyes glancing from my descending form and the project in front of him.

"Y/N," he calls, quickly climbing to his feet and chasing after me. His big hands wrap around my shoulders, pulling me back. "What did you say?" he asks, shifting himself so I'm trapped between him and the bat-mobile.

"What did you say?" I repeat, shoving my hands into the back pockets of my pants.

Jason stands there, hands still heavy on my shoulders as he stares down at me. "I... didn't say shit," he finally pushes out, taking a quick glance at my lips before staring back at my face.

"I didn't say anything either then."

Silence falls between us, the only sound being Tim tapping away at the computer and occasional yaps from the bats hanging from the ceiling. "You... you are a fucking tease," Jay finally whispers, his fingers featherily light as they skip down my arms.

"How am I tease?" I ask, making sure to sound cocky. I'm finally going to get him to talk about the kiss. I win.

"Sitting there blowing a popsicle... Looking at me with doe eyes..." Jay's hands jump from my arms to my waist, still light as they dance across the waistband of my jeans. "Spending the last week walking around with almost nothing on. Pretending it's so there's easier access to your bandages," he mumbles, his fingers working at undoing my pants.

"Jay, I was just trying to get you to talk about - Oh!" My words are cut off by a soft moan as Hood dances his fingers across my clothed pussy. My hand falls back to his wrist, wrapping my fingers around it tighter than I did earlier as the other one slides around his shoulders to latch onto the back of his neck.

"Oh?" He repeats pupils dilated, hiding some of the green as he watches my reactions. His fingers are still light as they circle my clit, down to my hole, before circling back up again. My legs close some, the feeling of Jason's forearm muscles being pressed into my thighs. "You know, since bringing you back to the cave, seeing how cute you looked all bandaged up and planted in that hospital bed-" he starts, tilting his head down and whispering in my ear, "- all I've thought about is how amazing it would be to serve you. Living on my knees so I can please you. It must be so painful to get yourself off with five bullet holes littering your stomach. Tell me, can you bend enough to finger yourself, Baby?"

"Jay-"

"I asked a question," he says, shifting his head over so that our noses are gently pressed together. "Yes-" he starts, sliding his fingers under the right side of my panties, "-or no?" Hood finishes, switching his touches to the left side of my underwear.

"No," I breathe out, releasing his wrist to join my hand on his neck alongside the other one.

"Hmm," he hums out, placing a quick peck on my lips before lifting his head again. Jay drops his hand from my pussy, wrapping both of them around my thighs to lift me. I whine from the lack of friction, getting a chuckle out of him. He's careful not to press against my stomach, avoiding causing pain to flower from my healing wounds. Jay's lips are light as they slide over my neck and his hands heavy as they set me down on the hood of the car.

"Jason you can't, we can't-"

"I can, you just have to let me," he mumbles, sliding his hands to my back and dipping down my pants. His hands are warm as he pushes my pants off of me, and gentle as he lifts me to pull them down my legs before discarding them to the ground. "Let me taste you, please?" Jay whispers, placing a kiss behind my ear before trailing down my jaw and neck again.

"But Tim's in the cave," I whine, shoving my hands into his hair and letting my fingers get tangled in it.

"So?" He asks, sliding his hands under my shirt, hooking his thumbs on the hum to push it up as his hands rise.

"Ow, fuck don't do that," I hiss when Jay slides over one of my wounds.

"I'm sorry," he murmurs, pushing my shirt over my head and letting it fall onto the hood of the car. Once my shirt is off, Jason's mouth is instantly attached to me. He makes quick work, sucking and kissing any skin he comes in contact with as his hands slide back down to my thighs. The chillness of the car aids in the need that's building. My thighs are peeled apart, and my panties are soon descending my legs as well.

"I cannot wait until you're better."

"Why is that?" I ask, my fingers tugging on his hair as his fingers ghost over my clit.

"I want to hear you sucking on me like you did that popsicle," Jason says, stealing another quick kiss before he falls to his knees. "Take your bra off," he orders, glancing up at me before looking back at my cunt, "I want to see your tits as I enjoy your pussy."

Reluctantly, I remove my hands from his hair, unclasping my bra and tossing it on top of my pants before planting them back on his head. Jay's eyes stay locked on my tits as he makes long, slow licks over my clit. His hands are rough as they grip my thighs, stopping me from locking them around his head. "You taste so good," he whispers, poking his tongue into my pussy before latching his mouth around my clit.

Jason enjoys himself, watching my boobs move around as he sucks and licks at me. It doesn't take long for the knot in my stomach to tighten and soon enough I release onto Hood's tongue. He hums happily to himself, taking his time licking my mess up. "Bruce is going to be pissed when he sees the mess you left on his car," he teases, followed by a soft chuckle.

"Jay," I whine, tugging on his hair to try and get him to crawl up my body.

"Y/N," he whines back, further teasing me but doing as I want. "You're acting like a whiney little thing. What happened to the badass that teased me with a popsicle? Not so badass anymore, huh?" His fingers dip into me, curling occasionally before he pulls them back out of me. "Are you a needy brat? The spoiled Wayne baby that's not used to being told no?" Jay's fingers speed up their pumping as he degrades me, kisses being littered across me as he speaks.

"Jason, please," I whine again, dropping my hands to his waist to try and pull him closer to me.

"Please what, baby? What do you want?"

"Please?" I try again, drawing out the word.

"'Maybe if you'd ask like a big girl I would' give you what you want," he says, throwing my words back in my face.

"Fuck me, Jay," I mumble, working my hands at his belt and pants to try and undo them. I do manage to get them undone and waste no time sliding my hand in. I softly paw at his dick, impatiently waiting to hear him make the noises he's been forcing out of me.

"What a needy little thing. Less than ten minutes ago you were oh so worried about Tim seeing us and now look at you. You're naked propped up on a car, begging me to fuck you as you give me a handy. It turns you on, doesn't it? It turns you on knowing at any second someone could see me filling your pussy." I hate to admit it but he's not wrong and he knows it, which makes it even worse.

Jason chuckles a bit as he pulls his fingers out of me. I pout at the emptiness left inside me, which gets me a deep, slow kiss from the anti-hero. "Don't pout baby, I'll fill you back up in no time," he promises, wrapping his arms around my legs again to lift me. Jay props me back on my feet before turning me around and bending me over the hood of the car, being careful not to push the metal into my bandages.

The cold metal sends shivers through me and causes my nipples to harden almost painfully. In no time his fingers are sliding back into me, continuing to gently push me towards my orgasm. The jingling of Jay's belt fills the space between before his fingers are lost, and his tip is pressed against my hole to mess with me. He gently pushes his head against me, pulling back before it goes in. "You're teasing," I finally whine, shimming my hips back when he places his tip against me again.

Jay chuckles but lets me get the extra inch from my movements. "You teased first," he reminds me, placing his hands on my hips. The roughness feels nice against my smooth skin as he tightens his grasp. He uses his hands to keep me in place as he slides the rest of the way in. The stretching sends continual waves of pleasure through me, rewarding Jay with a soft moan. His hair softly tickles me as he leans down to litter my back with kisses, using them to fill in the time he's given me to adjust.

After a minute, Jason slowly pulls out before bottoming out in me again. His pace stays slow and soft as he uses me. The zipper of his pants rubs against my thighs every time our hips clash. "Jay, I need more," I whimper, trying to buck my hips back but his hands stop me from doing it.

"You don't need more, you want more," he answers, a smirk forming in his kisses. Despite the teasing, Jay gives in, keeping his pace slow but thrusting into me harder. I can feel myself tightening around him and his thrusts getting sloppier. "You're such a fucking tease," he mumbles as his pace quickens. "Filling my work room and my head with the sounds of you slurping and sucking away on your stupid treat."

"Jay-" I say, trying to get his attention as he thrusts push me closer to the car's grill than I'd like.

"I know, baby," he mumbles against my shoulder before pressing a kiss to it. Jason's hands slip from my hips to my stomach, gently cupping my wounds and making sure not to add any pressure to them. "I'm so fucking close," he murmurs, his thrusts still inching me up the hood. His hands bump into the front of the car, adding slight pressure to my stomach before he adjusts his placement.

Jason's thrusts gentle a bit as he slips one of his hands down to my clit, starting to rub circles into it. Mews fall out of me, mixing with Jay's heavy breathing. "I'm sorry," he mumbles against my ear as he pulls me back by my waist, shoving himself as far in as he can. His fingers keep circling my clit as he fills my womb. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he murmurs once my release comes and I tighten around him still tucked into me.

We stay like this, Jason buried into me, his hands rubbing circles into my hips as he litters kisses across my back and I still hunch over the bat-mobile, my legs threatening to give out from under me if we don't move soon. "So, about our kiss the other day?"

Jay lets out a deep laugh, smashing another kiss into my shoulder blade before slowly pulling out of me. The mix of our juices leaks down my legs, Jason's fingers rubbing it around my thighs. "Maybe we should worry about cleaning you and the Bat's car before we discuss that and this." Touché Hood.

#young justice #young justice oneshot #jason todd #young justice smut #jason todd oneshot #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #redhood oneshot #redhood x reader #redhood smut #redhood

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blockgamepirate · 3 months

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idk if anyone has done this yet but I just wanted to share close-ups of each of the custom signs Richas, Pomme and Bad made, with individual alt-text descriptions (the descriptions are a bit subjective but I wanted to make them as vivid as I could because I feel like these designs deserve that)

I might include my own feedback in a reblog, to get extra subjective, but the main gist of it would be that these are super cute and much much easier to read.

Note that these are not the final designs! Richas, Pomme and Bad said they're still working on them and asking for feedback, especially in regards to the accessibility aspect.

The same descriptions under a cut, just in case the alt-text doesn't work for some reason:

Pomme's custom canvas sign on a wall. This will be the most detailed description since it's the first: The sign has a wooden frame that surrounds a red canvas. The canvas has a very subtle patchwork like texture and is slightly darker on the edges than in the middle. The text is a slightly transparent white (effectively beige) and reads Pomme in all caps.

The custom texture pack version is a much darker shade of red, which makes the contrast between the text and the background much bigger and thus the text much more readable. The frame is also decorated with a little French flag in the bottom left corner and tree branches with green leaves and apples on the right. The leaves and apples overlap the canvas portion slightly. The overall vibe is very classy and makes you think of a roadsign advertising a French vineyard. Or I guess more like an orchard in this case.

Sunny's custom sign: The colour is a much softer and lighter orange than before, almost more like a warm yellow. The text is black like in all the lighter coloured signs. The frame is decorated with sparkly blue diamonds, a small diamond shaped one in the lower left corner with sparkles almost as big as itself, and one big one in the lower right corner which is in the princess cut shape. The general vibe is like a pre-teen girl's notebook decorated with glittery stickers.

Chayanne's custom sign: The colour is a very soft and pale lemon yellow. The frame is covered in subtle vines on the top and the bottom. In the lower left corner there's a small orange pumpkin among the vines, and in the lower right corner there's a little yellow rubber duckie, also partially covered in vines, which does blend into the background a little bit where it overlaps the yellow canvas. The vibe is very cottagecore but also very childlike, this could be a sign for some kind of family vacation location with cabins and gardens.

Tallulah's custom sign: The colour is medium pink, somewhere between her original pink signs (now used by Pepito) and her current magenta signs. Clearly lighter than the latter, but darker than the former. The frame is decorated with poppies in the lower right corner, and some kind of blue flower, maybe a blue lily, on the lower left corner. One of the blue flowers also sort of peeks into the frame on the right between the poppies, right in the corner. The flowers are of course framed by their leaves, which reach out towards the middle around them. This definitely has the vibe of a sign for a flower garden, probably one maintained by a little old lady who loves pink.

Richarlyson's custom sign: The colour is a deeper indigo blue than his original signs, like deep blue denim. The text colour is the same light beige as Pomme's signs and as all the darker coloured signs. The frame is decorated with a tiny Brazilian flag in the lower right corner, and red-cap mushrooms in the lower left corner. The mushrooms seem to be releasing little white spores into the air, some of which can be seen in the top right corner as well. I can't quite pin down the vibe. There's something a bit fairy tale like, like a storybook maybe. You half expect a little troll creature to show up. But also… random Brazilian flag I guess lol

Empanada's custom sign: The colour seems to be the same soft beige as before, I can't tell if it has changed at all. The frame is covered in golden syrup in the top left corner, which spreads out all over that side of the sign, dripping down in big goopy clumps. It looks delicious and I don't even care that much for syrup. The lower right corner across from it is decorated with white flowers, maybe white cherry blossoms? The flowers are stemless and leafless, just the flower floating over the frame and the canvas. One big one and one small one. There seem to also be small petals floating in the other two corners of the sign, over the canvas. One petal is even floating on the syrup where it drips down on the left. This would definitely be a sign for a small independent bakery.

Ramón's custom sign: The colour is the same white as always, I don't think it has changed at all. The frame is very simply decorated with copper-coloured gears in the lower left and lower right corners, with one particularly big gear on the right side. It doesn't bring any particular vibes to mind but it is cute. The gears look very shiny and it fits Ramón very well. I guess the thing that it most reminds me of is actually Ramón's elevator shaft with its white walls and coppery create machinery.

Dapper's custom sign: The colour is a darker grey than usual, I would honestly call it black rather than grey. The lower edge of the frame is decorated with what looks like darkened blotches of blood, with white ghostly spirits rising out of them towards the left and right edges of the sign, framing the canvas and partially overlapping it. The ghosts are similar to the souls that rise from soulsand in Minecraft but whiter, with only a hint of blue. The vibe is very Halloweeny of course.

Leonarda's custom sign: The colour is a much deeper purple than before, you could even say a more royal purple. In the lower right corner there's a beautiful sparkly cluster of amethysts which are a lighter pinkish lilac colour and which look absolutely gorgeous, just masterful pixel art crystals. There is an amazing sense of depth and transparency in such a minimal resolution. There are also some pinkish sparkles in the lower left corner to balance out the composition a little bit. I don't know how to describe the vibes but it's beautiful. It's like a much classier version of Sunny's sign (not an insult to Sunny's sign, just a neutral description. It's like the cliché of the nouveau riche versus old money. Sunny's gems make you think of glitter stickers, Leo's look like she just happened to place the sign next to an actual cluster of amethysts with perfect artistic composition. Or maybe like she hired a professional painter to decorate each sign.)

(Okay sorry for the rambling, I just can't get over how pretty these amethysts are. Sunny's diamonds are also very pretty but they do look more like stickers to me)

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Pepito's custom sign: I think the colour is a softer and lighter pink than the original, it looks like freshly washed baby clothes. The sign is decorated with a tub of popcorn in the lower right corner, with the classic red-and-white design, which sits partly on the frame but mostly overlaps the canvas. Some popcorn seems to have fallen out and is scattered across the lower edge of the sign. There's also a stripe of alternating red and white on the right (over the edge of the canvas rather than on top of the frame itself) which vaguely makes me think of film reel, probably because of the popcorn. I should note that the white and red on both the tub and the "film" are a bit desaturated and dark, technically the white is more like light grey, which gives an effect of shadow and contrast compared to the very light pink canvas which looks very cool. There's also some subtle white flakes across the sides of the canvas; I'm not sure what they're meant to represent. They're very similar to Empanada's petals. The overall effect of the sign is very retro to me. It makes me think of the sixties.

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Gegg's custom sign: The colour is a softer version of the lime green of the original sign, and slightly lighter. The canvas is decorated with a little Gegg pixel art sitting in the lower right corner. Otherwise the sign is undecorated, but there's a subtle effect on the canvas itself that makes it look a bit goopier, like there's a thin film of slime over it. And there's a tiny reflection of light in the upper left corner which adds to the wet look. It's very subtle though, it could very easily be missed if you didn't look at the sign closely. The overall vibe is: Gegg

#qsmp #qsmp richarlyson #qsmp pomme #badboyhalo #qsmp eggs

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princessbrunette · 3 months

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since you wanted dealer JJ!!

what about dealer JJ who always lowers the price of the weed or pre rolled joints, sometimes not even letting you pay and you're all confused and wide eyed because "I can't just get this for free jayj,that would be mean of me". But he lets her pay in another way....

yk,a way that gets her on with her legs over his shoulder. Even better if they're in the car!! 😼😼

-🥞

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“if you don’t mind me asking, do you sleep with all of your clients that don’t have the cash?” you blink, sat on the pull out bed inside jj’s odd little shack that he dealt from. the bed was more comfortable than it looked, his room moderately messy as you observe it— sticking out like a sore thumb in your little mini skirt and shoulder bag tucked beneath your arm.

“all my other customers are dudes so no— thank you.” he rifles around in his drawers, searching for the particular pink grinder he’d purchased to impress you, releasing a quiet ‘aha’ when he finds it, bringing it to his little work station. “look, i don’t mind if you shoot me down n’call me a perv or whatever. it kinda just slipped out, not gonna lie — cos you’re like the finest girl that’s ever wanted to buy from me and i figured we could cut ourselves a little deal you know? make eachother feel good.” he rambles as he quickly packs the blunt, expert fingers stuffing the herb into the rolling paper and folding everything over with ease, clearly doing this multiple times a day. the way he moved with such ease stirred something within you and you run your tongue lightly along your bottom lip as you watch.

you figured he’d be kind of slutty, just from his general demeanour and from the fact he’s a cute guy selling weed— surely a hit for drunk girls at house parties. also the fact that he’d opened the door to you wearing brown dickie overalls with no shirt on beneath them and a backwards cap— the whole outfit just screaming that he knew what he was doing from the start.

“i don’t know, i feel dirty.” you smile. not uncomfortable or awkward, just pensive. he licks the rolling paper, sealing everything by rolling it between his fingers before turning around to face you, presenting the joint.

“then you can totally forget i said anything, fine by me. just uh— take this one, on the house. yeah?”

“i’ll get you the money.” you refuse with a bashful smile, rolling your eyes as you stand, taking the joint from his coarse fingers and letting him walk you towards his rickety front door.

“aaaand i’ll tell you that you can keep it.” he retorts, making you turn around and face him on his porch with a hand on your hip.

“you’re a dealer. this is your job.”

he shrugs, pressing his lips together in a determined smile and you soften, swaying on the spot for a moment as you stare at him. god, he was really cute.

“did you really mean what you said about letting me have anything for free if i let you ‘take a peek’”you quote his boyish words. it didn’t creep you out, the two of you having gained a real trust and friendship over the course of your visits, and plus he’d been around when you were growing up. he gets visibly embarrassed, sliding his cap off his head with a tight, dimpled smile and looking away from your big doe eyes that seemed to be glued to him.

“honestly, it was just a dumb ass joke i let slip and i thought you’d just tell me to shut up or something but instead you started considering it so i figured i’d just… see where it goes cos… you’re— well, it’s not like i’d turn you down i mean damn… a-anyway the point is— just ignore me. i’m a guy and i say stupid shit all the time. i’m sorry.” he’s off like a motor, barely stopping to draw in breath or lick his rubied lips, for someone who was apparently a stoner he really did speak fast.

you blink, taking in all of his words for a moment — letting your brain catch up. the sun was going down beside you, casting a beautiful warmth to your face that made this conversation all the more harder for him. he cringes during the silence, squinting into the sunset because he’d rather look at that than face your judgement.

“what if i wanna?” its barely a whisper, but it sucks his gaze right back in.

“you— like you wanna—”

“i’ll still get you the money… but… it’s not like i haven’t thought about it before.”

he’s dumbfounded, but once he’s gotten over the initial shock, it’s not long before the suns gone down and you’re back in his bedroom, pull out bed creaking and mattress springs popping whilst he rocks into you— already surprisingly and skilfully having made you cum around his fingers first.

“theeere you go. there you go now, you— you feelin’ good? wanna make you feel so fucking good.” he pants, rolling his hips as you mewl, a fistful of his blonde knotted locks.

“mm— mhm, never wanna see anyone else jj, feels so good.”

“you better not, oh this pussies mine now.”

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#🥞 anon #jj maybank prompt #dealer!jj

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judebelle · 4 months

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Tomorrow is Kylian birthday can you write something about waking him up with blowie?

happy birthday - k.m. x fem!reader

authors note : i'm kinda in the middle of changing the layout of my fics so bare w me, also happy birthday kylian!

warning : smut, oral (m!receiving), a tinge of fluff, no distinct words of the consent in the beginning, but they're both consenting <3 dont read if you may feel uncomfortable

pairing : kylian mbappe x fem!reader

word count : 1k

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you took a quick peak at the alarm beside your side of the bed.

8:17 am.

a smirk played on your lips before you began pulling down your boyfriends sweats and boxers. you were careful not to wake him, only pulling them enough that his cock would come out.

you licked the smirk off your lips as you took his length in your hands. even when he was asleep his body still responded to your touch. his cock twitched softly in your palms as you stroked it gently.

your eyes darted up to kylian, who was in deep slumber above you. without wasting more time, your soft, warm lips wrapped around him.

your mouth was soft and wet as you moved it on his shaft. you kept your eyes on him when you bobbed your head up and down, agonizingly slow.

you felt him grow hard in your mouth. his eyebrows furrowed and his breath quickened. you saw him swallow sharply, his chest heaving as you continued moving along him.

he was now rock hard in your mouth, and you could taste the precum dripping from him. you focused your mouth on his tip, sucking softly because you knew he liked it.

after a few moments, you heard him slurring a few words which you couldn't understand. you could tell his skin was slick with a thin layer of sweat. finally, his eyes fluttered open.

his eyes adjusted to the very dim light peeking through his curtains. he suddenly looked down at you, his eyes wide. you gave him a wink, not stopping.

"y/n- what's going- ohhh my god.."

his head lolled back onto the soft pillows when your tongue trailed along his slit, the words leaving his lips in short breaths.

he panted out words of encouragement, "god, don't stop.." his voice was raspy and tired. his hand reached down to softly grab at your hair, trying to urge you down further.

"please, don't be a tease.." you gave into his pleas and took him deeper. after all, it was his special day.

your warm lips travelled down the burning skin of his cock, pushing as far as your could. you couldn't reach the bottom , already feeling his tip prodding the back of your throat.

but kylian had other plans. he slowly pushed you down further. your nose made contact with his pelvis, coughs and gags erupting from your throat.

"that's a good girl, taking me so well.. just like that." you could feel the strain in his voice before his hand loosened it's force on your skull. you lifted your mouth off of him to catch a breath before engulfing him again. his hand began to reach for your hair out of pure habit but you swatted it away.

you saw him immediately give up and resort to clenching the sheets, struggling to keep quiet with the pleasure he was feeling.

you mouth began bobbing up and down again at a much faster pace. your hands slid over his muscular thighs. you kneaded his flesh as your mouth kept working on him.

mewls and whimpers left his mouth when you would stop bouncing you head and focused on sucking his tip dry. your hands rushed to softly stroke along his cock.

"mon dieu, vous êtes incroyable!" (my god, you're incredible). you moaned onto him at the praise, the vibrations travelling up your throat and onto his tip.

he grunted as you left his tip to continue bobbing up and down, wanting to finish him off.

one of your hands snuck up to massage his balls. kylian's eyes rolled into his skull at that. he groaned out in ecstasy while his hands fisted the sheets, his knuckles shifting white.

"don't stop, 'm gonna cum- jesus.."

you sucked faster, slightly twisting your head as your pace increased. you felt him twitch again in your mouth, and you knew he was on the edge.

"god- i'm cumming, i'm cumming!" he warned. usually at this point, you would let him cum on your tits, or on your face. sometimes he would finish himself off with his hand, but you wanted to give him a little present.

you pushed your mouth down as far as you could, nose digging into his pelvis. the familiar feeling sent tingles between your legs. you felt him in the back of your throat, pulsing with fervor. his eyes shot open when you didn't pull off of him.

it seems that seeing his cock stuffed in your mouth when he was already teetering over the edge sent him flying over it. he bit his lip hard enough to draw blood before he craned his neck back, crying out in a rasp.

"ah hah- fuck!"

he bucked his hips up into your warm mouth. you coughed around him before he came with a sharp moan, shooting everything he had down your throat. his warm, bitter seed filled your mouth. some dripped out the sides of it and down his cock.

his hips were trembling before he collapsed flat onto the mattress. you slowly lifted your mouth from him, wiping any remnants of him with the back of your hand. you licked off any drips of seed from his sensitive shaft before crawling over his spent form.

he pried his eyes open, glazed over with the force of his orgasm. a soft smile fought its way onto his face, and you gave into the urge to kiss it.

he returned it, his weak hand cupping your cheek that was full barely a minute ago.

you broke the kiss, leaving you both panting softly. you placed another on the tip of his nose before whispering against it.

"happy birthday."

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silent-browser · 1 year

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Consider, if you would, soft yan werewolf. Also darling and Yan are together in this one.

The person who never wants you, his darling, to see him when he's all wolfed out and not in control because he is worried about the wolf seeing you as prey.

So they're really careful about scheduling and keeping the moon phases in mind when ever he has something planned with you or if they want to stalk you for the night. The one thing they didn't account for was you showing up at their place unexpectedly to celebrate their birthday or an anniversary on the night of a full moon.

The wolfs first reaction to someone unknown to him entering his territory, his den no less, was aggression. How dare they walk here without his permission! How dare they disturb his slumber! How dare they enter- How dare- How... How adorable! He had never seen such a perfect being in his entire life! And they were here! In his den! And setting down food!!! Clearly this was fate. Oh but look at his nest. It was so messy and flat. No it had to be made perfect. It had to look pretty and comfy and inviting. Otherwise that beautiful creature might choose someone else's den to spend the night in.

He both growled and whimpered at the thought. No they had to stay here and be pampered by him. So he instantly got to work. Dragging over blankets and pillows. Padding the bottom of the nest with bath towels. Pushing and pulling pieces into place. Squashing down the center with his paws. And finally scent rolling all over and around the nest to hopefully entice them into staying longer and to let any unwanted intruders that this nest was his. He proudly sat back and admired this newly improved nest as the door opened quietly.

The noises of growling and shuffling in the other room weren't subtle at all. You were afraid because as far as you were aware your partner was visiting family out of town and he doesn't have a pet. So this was either some very strange burglar or some wild animal had some how gotten in, and as you take a peek inside the room you are inclined to believe the latter as sitting on the bed is the largest canine you had ever seen. You quickly covered your mouth to try and hide your panicked breathing as you slowly backed away from the door. Only for your elbow to bump against a lamp, causing said lamp to topple off of the side table and shatter in the ground.

This quickly alerted the wolf in the other room as it quickly turned around and shoved open the door to find the source of the sound. Which caused you to fall backwards in surprise. The wolf slowly prowled closer, carefully avoiding the broken lamp and started snuffling as it draws closer. You quickly push yourself away. When your back hits a wall dread and despair floods your viens, turning them ice cold. This is my death. You cover your face not wanting to witness the wolfs giant teeth reaching towards you when a cold, wet and squishy object suddenly pressed against your wrist. You take a moment to wait for the pain of teeth and eventual death but when that doesn't happen you peek past your arms and towards your wrist. The wolf, in all its terrifying stature and strength had layed down in front of you and pressed it's large nose to your skin. It gazed into your eyes for a moment before looking away and beginning to roll onto its-his back.

Lowering your arms in shock and surprise you watch this monster of a wolf slowly get back onto his belly and carefully crawl towards you, keening and and giving puppy eyes the entire time.

He needed you to like him. He had never needed anything more. He needed you to like him. Every show of submission he knew he did. Every act of cute he had ever scoffed at he performed unashamed. Please like him. Please please please. He became hopeful when he saw you begin to relax. He grew ecstatic when he could gently nudge and guide you towards the sleeping room. And he just about melted with happiness once you settled in the nest he made all on your own. His tail wagged wildly when he settled in beside you. He felt whole. He wanted this night to last forever, you in this nest and him beside you. Keeping you warm and safe forever.

I have more for this one but I can't find a way to smoothly transition into it...

#soft yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #werewolf #yandere monster #yandere werewolf

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astarion-approves · 8 months

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The ever oblivious Tav

Tav x Astarion

SFW, biting, blood drinking, Tav has 0 intelligence, slight spoilers, gender neutral reader, humor, touch of jealousy, just a short silly drabble. 900+ words.

Astarion gives into his desires and decides to drink from Tav while they're sleeping.

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Tav slept so peacefully, their breaths soft and relaxed, and they even smiled in their sleep as they enjoyed whatever dreams were brought to them…

But tonight they weren’t safe from a pair of ruby eyes that watched them. The hunger that Astarion felt whenever he looked at Tav was building. Their neck looking more and more like a meal with each passing day.

Surely it wouldn’t hurt anyone if he allowed himself to indulge just once, would it?

Astarion could wait no longer, the vampire crawling towards Tav’s bed, his mouth open and fangs ready to attach to their delicate flesh. He let out a soft moan as Tav’s blood rushed into his mouth, his eyes fluttering shut at the taste of pure delicious blood. Not that of an animal, or some sewer rat thrown into his lap— no.

This was everything to Astarion. A simple human that he traveled with, one that he had quickly befriended and began to care for. He felt a pinch of guilt as he continued to suck, but he knew he could force himself to stop when he needed to…

“Mh.”

Suddenly, Tav’s arm was wrapped around Astarion’s back, slowly sliding up his shoulders until it came to rest in his hair. Tav gently pushed down, urging the vampire to continue feeding from them.. But the vampire released his bite, raising his head to look onto Tav’s face where their eyes were now slightly open with a smitten little smile across their tips.

“So handsome,” Tav mumbled, their other hand coming up to wipe away their blood from Astarion’s bottom lip.

And then they were pulling Astation down, smashing their lips together in a deep and forceful kiss.

At first Astarion didn’t know how to react, had Tav known he was a vampire all this time? Did they not mind that Astation approached them like a midnight snack without permission?

But then…. Astarion gave into the kiss. Choosing to cradle Tav’s upper body in his arms as he kissed back, his tongue slipping past his lips and entangling with Tav’s. The human moaned in return, no doubt tasting nothing but iron as they licked their own blood from Astarion’s mouth.

It was over almost as soon as it began. Tav pulled themselves away, giving Astarion one last smile before lying back down and going back to sleep.

For a moment Astarion thought it would lead to something… a little more fun. Perhaps another night…

In the morning, Astarion kept sneaking a peek at where Tav still slept. The human sleeping in a little longer than usual, which made sense knowing what had transpired between them. He probably took a little more blood than he should have… but having Tav hold him while he drank his blood only made him drink a little harder. He swallowed as he remembered the taste, his tongue licking over his fangs as he fought the urge to go to them once more.

“They’re sleeping in a little later than usual, wouldn’t you say?” Shadowheart approached Astarion, apparently also noticing how Tav continued to dream on with cute little snores in between.

“Hm, yes. But… I wouldn’t want to wake them! Let the little human get their beauty sleep. They deserve it.”

Shadowheart snorted. “Not like they need it.”

Astarion narrowed his eyes at her, a quick burning of jealousy building in his stomach but then quickly passing. Tav may have kissed him last night… but that didn’t mean they were together.

Soon after, Tav awoke, the human rubbing at their eyes and yawning as they eased their way out of bed. They were greeted by Gale with a cup of coffee and a pat on the back. The two joked how Tav was normally the first person up and that Gale could hardly boil water without the aid of magic.

The entire time Astarion was fidgeting, pretending to read his book while his fingers tapped on his thigh and he continued to watch as Tav rolled up their bedding between sips of apparently terrible coffee.

“I had the strangest dream last night,” Tav began, catching the attention of everyone at camp, most likely expecting a dream of their Guardian.

Astarion knew better.

But perhaps this was some kind of cover, that Tav knew the others would be worried by them sleeping in—

“I dreamt that Astarion was a vampire.”

So much for that.

“Really?” Shadowheart stole a glance at Astarion, raising a single brow at him. “I could see it. As pale as he is, and those fangs he has..”

Gale hummed and looked Astarion up and down. “I’m not sure I would feel safe with a vampire in our camp. Especially if he hid it from us.”

“It felt so real,” Tav replied.

“Wait,” Shadowheart began and turned to Astarion. “You’re not actually a vampire… are you?”

Astarion laughed, and tossed his book into his tent, rubbing at the back of his neck as he moved closer to the three. “Well... this is.. awkward—“ He stopped once he reached them, the vampire eying the two clear indicators on his bite on Tav’s pretty little neck. The other’s noticed it as well. “Should I also tell them about our little kiss?”

Shadowheart gasped. Gale took a step back in shock.

And Tav dropped their jaw in horror.

“Wait!” They dropped their coffee, heat flooding their cheeks and their hands flew up to touch their own lips. “How did you know about that?!”

Astarion just laughed as the others rolled their eyes at the ever oblivious Tav.

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lavenderlegends · 6 months

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can you fall in love after a single kiss?

ship: stiles/derek prompt: crisp air characters: erica, scott, isaac, danny, jackson, allison mention, boyd mention cw: drinking tags: college au, fluff word count: 2.6k ao3 ♞♚♞♚

"Ahhhh," Stiles says, as he steps out into the crisp fall air. He looks over at Erica. "Do you feel that?"

"Hm?" she says, looking up from her phone. "What's that?"

"The air! Fall has begun!" Stiles exclaims. He nudges her. "C'mon, why aren't you enjoying this?"

"Because," Erica says, looking back down at her phone as they walk down the path towards the parking lot. "I've got a lot going on at the moment."

"Mhm, it's that guy, isn't it?" Stiles asks, trying to peek at her screen. She hides it from him with a pointed expression.

"None of your business," she answers.

"Ugh. Well, will I at least see you at Danny's party?" Stiles shoves his hand into his pocket, searching for his Jeep keys. Erica doesn't answer by the time he's pulled out the bi flag lanyard, so he pouts. "Ericaaaa, midterms are over. We have to celebrate. Please tell me you're coming to Danny's party."

"What?" she asks, looking up at him. "Oh. Danny's party. Yes. I'll be there."

"Will he be there?" Stiles asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

Erica's face flushes in a way he's never seen before. She shrugs. "Maybe."

"I can't wait to meet the mystery man, then."

"He's not a mystery man. He's just a guy I met at the library." Erica bites her bottom lip when they reach his Jeep and are about to say goodbye. He doesn't rush to open the door.

"What is it?"

"I think... oh my god, I can't believe I'm even thinking this, let alone saying this... but..."

"Spit it out already," Stiles says, shaking with impatience. He should've taken his Adderall today, but definitely forgot. He likes to pretend he does better studying without it, but his most recent midterm would prove otherwise.

Erica ducks her head. "I think he's, like, the one."

"What," Stiles blurts. He doesn't mean to, really, but he's never ever heard Erica talk like this and they've been best friends since kindergarten. Stiles waits until she lifts her head up again before he asks, "Are you possessed?"

She shakes her head.

Stiles blinks. "Holy shit, Erica! That's huge. I never thought you'd settle down for a boyfriend, let alone the one."

Erica lets out a soft laugh. "Yeah, me neither. I don't know what it is about him, Stiles, but he gets me."

"Does he...?"

"Know I'm trans? Yeah," Erica says, nodding. "I know. It's strange, isn't it? I don't think I've ever been on a second date before."

"But this guy?"

"This guy," Erica confirms, a shy smile crossing her lips. "This guy is something else. Listen, I'm going to go shopping before Danny's party. I want to look good. I'll catch up with you later?"

"Sounds good."

"And if you tell anyone what I said--"

He laughs. "As if anyone would believe me."

"True." Erica grins, and bounces away with a skip in her step. Stiles stares after her.

This party is going to be one to remember.

Erica's in love. It's obvious. She just met the guy a week ago, but some things are undeniable.

He smiles to himself as he gets into his Jeep. Maybe, just maybe, the one for him is at the party tonight too.

♞♚♞♚

Stiles shows up a little late, but he meant to be on time. He even set like six alarms to stop his ADHD from getting in the way, but alas, it was pointless. He just hopes Danny isn't mad.

"There you are!" Danny's voice comes when Stiles enters the kitchen.

"Hey, sorry." Stiles hands him a bag of ice. "I know, I know. Super late. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Derek also brought ice."

Stiles jerks his head back. "You asked Derek to bring you ice too?"

"I did," Danny says. "Figured you'd be late. I've known you since high school, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah," Stiles says, rolling his eyes. "I just can't believe you asked Mr. Grumpy Pants to bring ice. It's like asking a bear to step out of their cave while they're hibernating."

"Ha, ha," a sarcastic, dry tone comes from behind him.

Stiles jumps and whips around to see Derek freaking Hale standing behind him. He groans. "Are you everywhere? I swear, you have the hearing of a bat."

Derek tilts his head. "You shouldn't be that surprised to see me. I am Danny's roommate."

"Mhm," Stiles says. "Don't remind me."

Stiles and Derek haven't gotten along since first semester of first year. The guy has been nothing but rude and grumpy to Stiles. His theory is that Derek's in love with Danny, especially because his attitude just got worse after he learned that Stiles and Danny used to hook up in high school.

But Danny's been dating Jackson pretty much since they started college, so Stiles doesn't get why Derek's not over him yet.

"Alright, I'm off to find Scott and Isaac!" Stiles announces, before muttering, "'Cause I can't stand to be around you anymore."

Derek snorts. "Like I want to be around you either."

"Can't we be nice for one night?" Danny pleads, but Stiles just tosses his hand in the air and walks towards the living room.

Erica's talking to a very handsome guy in the corner, and she's twirling her hair. He freezes, watching them. He's never seen her twirl her hair before. Ever. But there she is, giggling, and looking up at this guy with the biggest heart-eyes he's ever seen.

"Oh my god, I can't believe it," Isaac says, suddenly appearing at Stiles' side. Scott joins him on the other side. "I've never seen Boyd talk so much to a girl before."

"Yeah, it's a bit weird," Scott says. "Erica's like... usually on the prowl by now."

"Jesus," Stiles mutters. "You make her sound like a cougar."

"Well, you know what I mean. She eats boys up and spits them out. It's her thing," Scott says. "I've never seen her so... infatuated before."

"That's a great word for it, honey," Isaac says, grinning. He shares a look with Scott, and Stiles groans. "What?"

"You two are also disgustingly in love," Stiles mutters. "Everyone seems to be these days!"

"Calm down," Scott says, but he's still got a moony look towards Isaac on his face. "You'll find the right person soon."

"Uh-huh." Stiles sighs. "I'm going to find Lydia. You two are making me nauseated."

He doesn't wait for them to protest, but heads out to the balcony. He smiles when he finds Lydia alone. She takes a long sip of her drink before looking at him.

"Nice night out, huh?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah." Lydia sighs. "I wish Ally was here tonight."

"Why isn't she?" Stiles asks, glancing back through the windows as if he might magically spot her.

"She went home to visit her parents."

"Are you two...?"

"Yeah," Lydia admits. "We're keeping it on the downlow for now. I mean, her breakup with Kira is still pretty fresh. But..."

"Damn." Stiles rubs his face. "Everyone seems to be in a relationship these days."

Lydia pats his shoulder. "I'm sorry, darling. You'll find someone. I just know it."

"Yeah. That's what they keep telling me." Stiles sighs.

Lydia finishes her drink and then says, "I'm going back inside. You coming?"

"I think I'll stay out here for now." Stiles doesn't care if he shivers. Nothing is going to make him go back inside now.

Erica has Boyd. Danny's with Jackson. Scott and Isaac have been dating for almost a year. Now Lydia and Allison? When is it going to be his turn?

Stiles stretches his neck before leaning over the edge of the balcony. He's looking into a parking lot, and it's not very exciting, but he can sort of see the city lights from here, and that's nice. He guesses.

He's not drunk enough for this.

Maybe he should ditch the party, curl up, and watch Disney Plus. Anything would be better than this. Being alone. Again. As always.

"Room for one more out here?"

Stiles freezes at the sound of Derek's voice before turning. "What do you want?"

"Thought maybe we could talk." Derek shuts the door gently behind him. "What do you say?"

"Whatever," Stiles mutters.

"What's your problem with me?" Derek asks, as if he doesn't already know. Stiles glances at him again but can't stare too long because his heart has started to pound.

He's never actually been alone with Derek before.

"Like you don't know," Stiles mutters.

"I don't," Derek says, flatly.

"You've been nothing but rude to me, and you only got ruder once you learned about my history with Danny."

Derek blinks. "What are you talking about?"

"Sure. Play dumb." Stiles rolls his eyes. He turns to face Derek now, surprised at how close they are together. It's not a huge balcony, but it's not that small either.

Derek looks down at Stiles, just slightly, and asks, "Talk to me like I'm dumb."

"Fine." Stiles lifts his head and bites his lip. Derek's eyes are unwavering on his. "You are the rudest person I have ever met. You totally changed your vibe around me after the news about Danny and I came out. You were stiffer, and not in like, a fun way. You wouldn't look me in the eyes. You just... grunted. A lot. Danny was my first. I was his first. It was all very sweet, but just because you're in love with Danny, doesn't mean you have like... claim on him. He's his own person. And he chose Jackson. So, I don't get why you're such an asshole to me."

Stiles is shaking now, but he doesn't care.

The crisp fall air has turned cold.

And then...

Derek kisses him.

Stiles would jerk back if he had the ability to think. But Derek's lips are hot against his, and suddenly, Stiles is grabbing onto Derek's sweater, and holding him there.

He'd be lying if he said this hadn't popped into his mind before. But he never thought... never in a million years imagined... never...

Derek pulls away, but not far.

His voice is soft but gruff when he says, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Then he turns on his heels and walks back into the party. As if he hadn't just given Stiles the best kiss of his life.

"What the fuck?" Stiles whispers, bringing his shaking fingers up to his lips.

He doesn't know what to make of that, so he stays out on the balcony until it's too cold, and then when he goes back into the party, Derek's already gone.

♞♚♞♚

He can't stop thinking about it. He might actually understand Erica's obsession with her phone and Boyd now. Stiles waits. He waits for some sort of flicker of hope that maybe Derek kissing him was real. That maybe it wasn't a fluke.

But no notifications ever come. No Instagram follow. No accidental Tweet like. Not even a Facebook friend request.

Stiles hates it.

♞♚♞♚

"Hey darling, I'm sorry, but I have to bail on our shopping trip today," Lydia tells him on the phone a few days later. "Allison had a rough time at home, and came back to campus early. I'm going to go over to hers, is that okay?"

"Yeah, of course," Stiles says, absentmindedly.

"Okay, thank you!" Lydia sends kisses through the phone and hangs up.

It takes him a minute to realize they've said goodbye and she's gone.

He's busy staring at Danny's messages in Whatsapp and debating on what to say.

Nothing sounds right.

hey your dumb roommate kissed me

hey can you fall in love after a single kiss

hey I was wondering if I could come over?

The last one, he sends.

Danny gives him a thumbs-up and Stiles makes his way over. He hesitates at the door, but it swings open and Jackson stands there.

"Jesus!" Jackson says. "You almost gave me a heart attack, Stilinski. What are you doing here?"

"Uhhh."

"We're going to hang out and play some video games!" Danny's voice comes from somewhere in the apartment.

"That," Stiles says.

"Alright," Jackson replies, shaking his head. "Just, like, knock next time." He pauses to call back to Danny. "Love you!"

"Love you too!" Danny shouts.

Jackson heads out and leaves the door open for Stiles. He slowly inches his way into the apartment and shuts the door behind him.

"Is, uh, Derek here?" Stiles asks.

"Huh?" Danny says, coming into the living room. He wears a bright smile. "No, no. He hasn't been around all week. Studying for some big test he has next week, I guess. The apartment's all ours."

"Where's Jackson going?"

"Oh, his dad's in town, so they're having dinner."

Danny gives Stiles a quick hug. "C'mon, let's play."

"Sure."

It's reasonable of Danny to assume Stiles wants to play a video game, but all he wants to do right now is ask about Derek. He shoves his questions deep down though.

At least, until he can't hold it in any longer. They're three hours deep into the newest game Danny bought and Stiles blurts, "Why would Derek kiss me?"

Danny freezes, pauses the game, and turns to look at Stiles. "He did what now?"

"He kissed me. At your party. On that balcony. Last week." Stiles breathes. He's finally told someone else and it feels good. "Why... why would he do that?"

"I... I honestly don't know," Danny says, slowly. His eyebrows come together. "Although, now that I think about it, he does ask about you sometimes."

"He does?" Stiles asks, hating how hopeful he sounds.

"Yeah. Like he asked if I had heard from you after the party," Danny explains. "I thought it was a little weird, but... Derek's kind of weird, y'know? Keeps to himself a lot."

"Right." Stiles bites his lip. "Okay, you know what, let's not talk about it anymore. Pretend it never happened."

Because that's what Derek's doing.

"Sure thing," Danny says, and hits play on the game. Stiles is almost instantly killed.

♞♚♞♚

Stiles is walking to class with Erica through the courtyard when he finally sees Derek for the first time since the party.

"Hey, I'm not feeling well suddenly." Stiles puts a hand over his stomach. "Dairy issues."

Erica scrunches her nose. "Gross, Stiles. You really don't need to tell me that every time. And also, stop eating dairy!"

Normally, he'd laugh, but he's too tense. "Catch you back at home?"

"Sure. Feel better," Erica says, kissing him on the cheek.

Stiles waits until she's in the building and out of sight before he crosses the courtyard. His heart pounds so loud he can hear it. He's losing his nerve the closer he gets, but he doesn't stop.

"You kissed me."

Derek swings his head up from his textbook. He meets Stiles' eyes and calmly says, "Yes."

"Why?" Stiles asks, slipping into the picnic table bench. "Because I've been thinking and thinking and nothing makes sense except--"

"I have a crush on you." Derek says it so clear-as-day, it almost shakes Stiles' core.

"But why?"

Derek swallows before answering. He keeps his voice low. "Because you are so unafraid to be yourself. Because you clearly care about our mutual friends. Because you show up with ice even when you're an hour late. Because you're loud and obnoxious and funny and a smart ass. Because you don't care that my parents are rich and my dad's the dean of our school. You treat me the exact same way. You don't tiptoe around me or ask me for favours or try to get in good with me to get in with my dad."

Stiles blinks. He's positive that at some point Danny told him about Derek's parents, but he didn't realize that people... did that to Derek because of them. He swallows.

"I... I see."

"Does that answer your question?" Derek asks.

"Yes. But I have one more."

Derek simply stares at him.

Stiles musters up all his courage and says, "Can we do it again?"

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sparkbeast20 · 1 year

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After the Transformation (Older Brothers)

Summary: After reverting back to their Feral (aka Demonic Form) you try your best to comfort them.

Here's the headcanon for more info

Note: They can't speak in these form, your voice or their pet name serve as an anchor of sort, with each demon having a certain ability in these forms, also they're taller and bigger in these forms.

Lucifer

After what seem like hours the screaming and sound of flesh tearing stopped. You had your ears cover the whole time not wanting to hear Lucifer's screaming and groaning of agony.

You stood up and turn to door, hesitantly reach out and breaking the lock spell you place on the door.

The spell broke, then you move and grab the door knob, turning it opening the door, peek it to see half of his room is in tact while the other half is torn to bits and his bed is destroyed with the center of the bed dug through and made to a nest. There inside the nest you spot a large creature curl up its back facing the door and its wings covering its form. Its Lucifer

You waited for a few second before entering watching him breath heavily hearing squawk-like wheezing with each inhale. When you finally enter the room you place a lock spell on the door before quietly walk over to the bed.

However you immediately stop dead on your tracks when you accidentally step on what you assume is a record. You let out a scared yet silent yelp when you heard a low shirk what sound like a hawk or eagle. You glance up to see the creature start shifting in its nest before lifting His wings revealing its head. A peacock or more like a Phoenix with its feathers are raven black with some blue highlights on end of the feathers his body is shape as a griffin but instead of a lion's hind legs its more the same of his front legs? or Arm, talons. He turns, His red eyes glow eye which stand out more against its black sclera.

You stood up straight your hand holding your wrist the same Beel does. You didn't want to be seen Intimidating to him. "Hey Lucifer" It was barely a whisper. But he seen to heard it, he let out a small squawk like purr then use his taloned to scratch on the bed and dragging it towards him. You know that his way of saying come closer, so you did careful slowly walk towards the bed stood at the side and waited. You kept eye contact with him waiting what will he do next. He examine your body from top to bottom before raising his wings for you. You whisper a small thank your before climb up on the bed- well nest and sat on your knees.

He purrs and lay his head back down, let his wings rest on his back before returning what he was doing before, the only difference is that your here next to him.

You feel bad just siting there and looking at him. But you know that it takes a lot out of him hence him still recovering, he might show it but you know that his whole body is tense or just ache all over. You still have to be fully aware for even the slight sign of displease and discomfort with him. You're taking a risk but its better then just siting there and doing nothing.

So with one deep breath, you slowly raise your hand reach out towards him, and gently place your hand right above his shoulder and under where the joint of his wings to his back. He slightly stiffed before relaxing and letting out a long sigh of relief. You smile a bit before slowly digging your fingers into his soft and plum feathers. You pause for a moment to see if you got a bad reaction from him. But what you got was the complete opposite. You heard him coo in satisfaction for your action. It seems that he like it.

Getting his somewhat of a approval, you move your hand up to his neck combing his feathers with your fingers earning more cooing and pleasant squawking from Lucifer. All the fear before in you washed away and replace with happiness.

You were startled when Lucifer shriek in satisfaction before turning and laying down in his side with his arms, legs, tail, and wings stretch out. You being cage between his arms and legs, facing his chest waited for any signs of discomfort, before continuing with your combing you move slightly closer to him and with now both hands your running your hands on his chest, then arms and legs. All receiving occasional coos, squawks and a shriek from him. Soon you start feeling his arms where the feathers spot and where hawk feet start.

Feeling with your fingers how detailed his talons and rough skin is, you thought for a moment how painful he had to go through for his change. You wish that he didn't have to go through the progress but it was necessary for him to change and that the pain is part of the draw back for staying in his human form for too long.

After two hours of "preening" his feather, you were tired and lay your head on his chest, the softness of his feathers loom you to sleep, even though a slight smell of a flower that you usually reminds you of death, his scent is so comforting you can't help but to slowly drift into slumber.

Stork his chest feathers, even fiddling them with your fingers you can't help but to smile. "I wish I can hear your voice..." You mumble quietly "I love when you sing" you didn't mean to say that out loud but your mind is slowly falling asleep that you didn't even know what you just said. However Lucifer heard it and is glad to hear it. Soon he heard quiet snoring making him turn to see you sleeping on his chest, he smirk with his eye due to the fact that he can't smirk with a beak on his face instead of a mouth.

He sighs before moving his arm to draw you close and lay you down on your side facing him, his other arm is use as your pillow. You stir up then subconsciously move closer into his body which made it easier for him to curl his body around you and his wings drape over you two, with his tail curl around your leg. Tucking your head under his beak before he too drifted off to sleep.

The next day you left to get some food, which was difficult because Lucifer either keep blocking the door or just carry you by your shirt in his beak and carry back to nest.

He only agrees to let you leave if you verbally told him that you will come back immediately to his room. What's was worrisome is when you mention any of his brothers name. His feathers stood up as he growl-shrike which gave you the idea of staying away from the brothers just so they don't get Lucifer's wrath.

It was so strange that Lucifer is acting like this, but you can't to wonder that that he might be just acting on instinct which kinda made you a little flustered just the thought.

You garb at least two days worth of food back with you and left a note for the brothers saying that your with Lucifer. You don't actually know when this last but just to be safe.

When you came back, you were greeted with a giant ass Griffin hovering over you and squawking. You giggle and nuzzle your face into his before walking back with him to the nest.

There you start peeling his favorite poison apples and slice them up to feed him. It brought a big smile on your face when you heard him purr coo as he "Chew?" the apples.

Luckily that his record player was still in tact, cause after breakfast you played one of his records as sooth him on taking a nap. Once his asleep, you start trying to clean some of the damage things within the room. Before returning to the nest with a book in hand, lean on him and start reading.

Next, that evening you start peering through his feathers again before falling asleep next to him and he has his head next you.

The next morning you wake up in the middle of the nest alone, with shredded cloth what uses to be his coat is drape over you.

You sat up and look around to see the room is still a mess but all the broke piece of things are gather in one spot of the room but you notice all scattered feathers that Lucifer molted what you prasume when he changed back around inside the nest. Then you look towards the bathroom where you can see steam seeping through under the door. It seem that Lucifer is taking a shower.

You sigh before crawling out of the nest and sat at the edge of the bedframe. You brough Lucifer's coat close to you as you wait for him to be done.

Then you heard the shower stop, then after a few minutes the door open revealing Lucifer in his human form with a towel around his waist while the other one his using to dry his hair.

"Morning" You greet him. He looks up you and smile.

"Morning to you as well" You smile back then you stood up and slowly walk towards him with Lucifer arms open for you. You got close and quickly wrap your arms around him as well he wraps his arms around you. You nuzzle your face into his collar bone giving his skin a quick peck. He returns with a kiss on the crown of your head before burying his face into your hair.

Having you in his arms right after a painful change made all things bearable for him, and he couldn't have it any other way.

Mammon

They ask you stay in your room for your own stay while Mammon is going through his transformation right up in his room.

After what seems like hours of silence, all of a sudden you heard and felt something crashing within the house, followed but Asmo's shriek and Lucifer booming voice yelling someone to get back.

Then you heard numerous of feet steps around running from up stairs, going down the stairs and coming towards the direction of your room. In panic you jump out for your bed and quickly rush towards your door. But you quickly stops when you saw a large beak going through your door. You slowly back away as the the head of a giant white feathered crow goes through the door like a phantom or ghost. It stop and looks around the room before turning its head slightly to the side and you saw its eyes widen when it saw your standing right in front of it. It shriek before getting in the room causing your to quickly back away as its body comes in.

You back away so far that your back bump into your bed. Without breaking eye contact, you climb back on your bed and slowly back up to the wall on the other side of your bed.

The monster finally got its whole body inside with almost filled your room just being in all fours. It's wings are attaches to it's arm like a bat, arms wide apart like a bat, it's whole body is covered in white feathers with gold tips on each end.

Its tail swung back and forth hitting your desk, dresser, and your chairs.

It squawk before moving closer to the bed, making your yelp and brought your arms to cover your head as your body start to tremble.

It saw how you reacted when it and felt confuse but also hurt seeing you in anyway scared. So it back away and lower its body down on the floor then its head as it let out a low whimper like coo.

When you heard the coo you lifted your arms to see the monster laying down on the ground cooing and whimpering as it move his talon-like hands to cover it face in shame.

You stare and took in its appearance and notice its horns resembling... Mammon's horns.

"Mammon?" You call out, causing him to perk up and look at you. "Oh Mammon is it really you?" He tilt his head and let out a confuse squawk. It seems that he knows when you call out his name by doesn't understand you completely.

But before you can finish your though. A sound of someone pounding on the door cause Mammon to quickly turn his head towards the door and let out a angerly roar shrike as his feather ruffes and stood up.

"MC!" It sounded like Satan. "Hang on!"

Mammon quickly stood up back up and turn his whole body towards the door, ready to attack anyone who opens the door. Not wanting that to happen and just act out by instict. You jump out of bed, run over to Mammon, and quickly wrap your arms on Mammon's neck. His size makes it hard for your arms to hug his neck, but you cling on him and start soothing him and whispers his name and that your here and you ain't leaving him.

That was enough for him to calm down and his feathers slowly lay back down. You run your hand on the side of his face combing through his soft feathers. He coos and slowly lower lay back down with his head nuzzle into you. You giggle and nuzzle your face into his, in responds he let out a happy coo and shrike before moving and lay on his side exposing his underside. You kneel down and start giving his chest a good scratch with one hand, while the other you use to pull out your phone and send Satan a text that you got this covered and that they should stay away.

Once you got a thumbs up response from stand, you quickly put your phone back into your pocket and return your attention to Mammon who is enjoying his scratch session. Then before you know it he quickly reach out and pull you into his chest before getting up. And start walking out of the room. You were nestled in his arms and wings as you two pass through your door quietly and easy. You didn't see anything, but you heard gasping and Belphie calling out your name. But Mammon snarl at the brothers it seems and continue on walk down the hall, went up the stairs and enter his room.

Your face is still press against Mammon's feather chest, feeling his breathing and heartbeat. Then he climb on his bed... well Nest and set you down in the middle before he curl his large body around you before laying his head down next you.

As you progress what just happen, you look down and saw Mammon's face even with a beak and feathers, you can see content written on his sleeping face. You smile moving close and lay your head and chest on his neck and place a hand on his cheek before you drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Mammon wakes you up with a squawk as he nips your hair. It tickles you, with your sleepy self you instinctually reach out grab his beak with both hands and pull him towards you for a kiss on his beak.

He squawk in surprise before pulling back his head back. You yawn before siting up and rub the sleep from your eyes then turn to see Mammon siting by the "nest" side with his all the feathers around his head and neck all fluff up.

You thought it was adorable and made a 'aw' sound before opening up your arms for him. He looks at you for a few seconds before hesitantly stands up and slowly approach you. He looks into your eyes before bending his head down so you can grab and hug his head and he quickly reacts with a nuzzling his head into you, while making sure that his horns doesn't hit and hurt you.

You giggle, which he likes and keeps on going until he gently push you down to the nest and start playfully nipping/peering you with his beak, which actually makes you laugh. But then you stomach growls he stops and looks at you with a pleading puppy dog eyes as if he knows that you need to leave to get some food. You gave him a pat on his beak and tells him that you'll just get some food.

You climb down from the nest and start to walk towards his stairs, but stops you from taking the first steps on the stairs by grabbing your shirt. You look back and sees him looking at you with those eyes again. But you gently pat his beak again before carefully pull your shirt out of his beak then turn towards the stairs, climb up and left the room.

After a while, you got everything ready and about to head back to the room, but when you turn around you also jump in fright when you saw Mammon peeking from the door of the kitchen while letting out a sad cooing sound. You sigh and shook your head in his adorable antic before walking to the door with the tray of food. "Want to eat in the living room?" He perk up and responds with a squawk. You smile and walk out of the kitchen with him just behind you.

You two stayed in the living room eating and watching a movie on your D.D.D with occasional growl and shrike from Mammon whenever he can spot one of his brothers peeking on you to from outside of the room.

You didn't realize that you have fallen asleep that evening, with Mammon sees you sleeping with your head on him. He quietly lift you on his arms and wings like before and carry you back to his room and gently place you in the middle of the nest before curling around you protectively before falling asleep as well.

The next morning, Mammon wakes up first and internal panic when he remember what happen to him. But more so when he felt someone clingy into his side. He hesitant but slowly looks down and saw your sleeping smile face nuzzle into his chest. Completely oblivious that his naked.

He might not remember everything, but he knows that he didn't hurt you which his happy. He sighs and start patting your head before leaning down and kiss your forehead while whispering "Thank you"

Leviathan

"So... Levi didn't leave and go to Diavolo's private beach for his change?" You ask Lucifer who was eating his breakfast.

"Yes, Barbatos came in and made a opening within his aquarium connect it to the beach where he usually go when this happens."

You nodded and took a bite of your food and shallow. "How...big is he?"

"He can wrap his body around the castle and he still long enough." Asmo chime in as he finish his breakfast. "Oh that reminds me!" he got up and rushes out of the room, only to return with Henry in his fish bowl. "Levi ask me to give you Henry and tell you to please look after him." He set the bowl next to you. You look at the bowl and notice something black and shimmer at the bottom of the bowl.

But you ignore that for know and continue eating. Once finish you carry Henry back to your room, setting him on your desk. There you slowly reach into the bowl and grab the shine black thing. When you pull it out of the bowl. You examen the thing and saw it was a scale which reflects a purple hue when light hits it.

You stare at it as you walk to your bed and lay down on your side, then you press the scale close to your chest while mutter that you miss Levi. Before drifting off to sleep.

However you found in the middle of the night, a voice whispers in your mind to follow it. So you did, under a trance you got out of bed and slowly walk out the room, walked down the halls, up the stairs and walk pass the twin's room, then Asmo and Satan's before pausing right in front of Levi's room. The voice whispers to you to open the door and enter, and you did. Closing the door behind you completely engulfing you in pure darkness, the light shining from the aquarium is blocked by some moss within the aquarium. Then the voice whispers for you get into the tub and sleep there. You nod slightly before walking within the darken room and felt the tub and climb into it. The feeling of the soft pillows and blanket was enough to sooth you into falling back to sleep.

After five minutes something poke out of the water and start hiss and flicking it fork tongue before going back into the water. Then a large tail emerged out of the water of the aquarium and slowly reach down into the room and wrap itself around the tub then using the end of the tail to cover the top half on the tub sealing it and lifting up then slowly pulling it into the water making sure the tail is covering the open part of the tub. Then pulled it pass the open portal of the aquarium and into the open sea where a giant sea serpent with coral horns, Black with purple hue when it reflects, tear drop patterns on one side of its long body, large arms and no legs, and its eyes slit like a snake with orange and purple hue on the bottom and its sclera is black stares at the tub before slowly swimming up to the surface emerging close to the beach there it lifting its tail and set the tub on the beach yet close to water.

Then it unwrap its tail before pulling back into the water, then submerged its body back into the water with only its upper head right about where its eyes are, the only thing on the surface so it can watch the tub and you sleeping soundly in the tub.

Its eyes widen when it watch you stir up slightly before reach with your hand and pulls a body pillows close to you, nuzzling your face into it and sleeping mutters "Levi" It move it's head close and raise it's snout and draw draw close to you. Then it flick it's tongue over you but its grace you a little bit by the ear which tickles making you giggle. You slowly flutter your eyes open slightly flinch when you saw it hovering over you before relaxing and stare into it's eyes.

"Levi?" You whispers which he heard and he quickly reacted by letting out a deep growl from his chest. He pulls away giving you a chance to sit up, not breaking eye contact. He set his head down on beach and water still looking at you.

While maintaining eye contact you climb out of the tub and slowly approach him. The fins on the side of his face folded back as if he's trying not to seem to big and intimidating to you.

You sat on your knees right in front of his snout and slowly reach your hand out and place it on the middle of his snout then start stroking it and he responds with closing his eyes and letting out a hiss like purr the one you here from crocodiles and big lizards like a Komodo dragon.

You smile then place your other and start rubbing and scratching his snout making his purr louder, you felt vibration of his purr which felt great like a if a house cat purrs were this loud.

You got on your feet and climb on his snout, which cause him to open one eye. You smile and bend down to give his snout a kiss which you saw how his eyes move as if he was getting flustered like he was in human form. You sat up and continue to crawl up his snout and pause right where the snout is connected to his head.

As you gently stood up and about to climb up on top of his head, you lost your footing and slip. Levi quickly reacted and reach out his hand and caught you before you fell into the water. Then he gently place you on top of his head between his horns and put his back into the water. You thanked him before siting on your rear end and lean on his horns and enjoy your time together like this.

Then you heard someone calling out to you by the beach. You quickly sat up when Levi's fins stretch out in a defensive stands as he growl and hiss.

There at the beach was Beel and Belphie coming out from a portal with Barbatos behind him.

You quickly grab on to Levi's horns as he raise his head from the water up high keep you as far from the other demons. Then he growl as he thrust his tail back and forth behind him sending them a warning. You acted quick and drop down on your stomach and start soothing Levi by stroking his head and right above his eyes as you call him as Lord of shadow and that your here, his Henry is with him.

That was enough to stop growling. He hiss at the three demons and huffs before turning away and start swimming away. Belphie tries to call out to you but Barbatos stopped him and tells him that it will just anger Leviathan more. And explain that they'll come back once Levi is back to his Otaku self.

Belphie huffs before marching back into the portal, Beel watch Levi swim away with you before turning to the portal and entering. Barbatos watches for few more seconds before leaving as well.

That day, you took off your clothes and hang them on Levi's horns before jumping into the water. There you swim down his long body taking in how beautiful and smooth his scales are and just touch them send shiver down both of your spines. Levi watch you pop out of the water right. He let out a cheerful hiss roar bopping you with his snout, you laugh before grabbing on to it and he raise his head and let you climb back on his head and he heads back to the beach.

You took notice that he pause for a moment and looked around before setting his head back down on the beach next to the tub. You slide down with your clothes in your arms.

As you get dress, Levi left for a moment and return thirty minutes later with something in his jaws. He lay his head back on the beach and open his mouth before you. There you saw he caught some fishes for you.

You thank him and grab a couple of fishes taking them out of his mouth. Once you took what you needed. Levi quickly threw his head back and swallowed the reminding fish.

Setting the fish aside and start a fire so you can cook them. While Levi watch you cook.

That evening you ate and feed Levi the rest of the cooked fish that you couldn't finish.

Levi brough more of his head and neck out of the water as you climb back into the tub and lay on your side and with your hand on the edge of the tub where Levi lay his head close to so you can somewhat hold him. "Night Levi" before closing your eyes and fall asleep.

The next morning, you were woken up by the sound of a groan. You open your eyes to see that Levi is gone. You quickly sat up and about to call out his name when something caught in the corner of your eye. You looked down by the side of the tub and saw Levi laying on the sand butt ass naked as he groaning in his sleep.

You quietly got out of the tub with a blanket with you and quickly drape the blanket over Levi and kneel by his head and start stroking his hair. "You alright?"

"Yeah... just a little sore" Of course he don't want to tell you that changing back is as painful as changing into his demonic form.

You sigh before move your body down and lay down beside him and snuggle into his side, he responds with wrapping his arm around your shoulder bring you close to him "I love these kind of moments" You mutter into his chest.

And he responds with "Yeah, beats any simulation any day"

Note: AAHH! I love writing these! I got a little carry away with Levi's part. But I can't help it!!

I did want to include the moment before the transformation where the brothers start to act different and more aggressive towards the others and the transformation itself. But though maybe that could be its own fic/headcanon.

I want to know which part you enjoy and how would your MC act in this situation?

If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or reblogging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3

#obey me #omswd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me monster love #obey me demonic/monstrous au

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weirdmarioenemies · 5 months

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Name: Rhubarb the Hermit Crab

Debut: Insaniquarium Deluxe

I have previously posted about my favorite "fish" in Insaniquarium, but there are many more creatures than just the ones you buy and maintain! Alongside them are Pets of all sorts of species, here to help in their own unique ways. And Rhubarb is my favorite, because of course he is!

I love when a hermit crab is stylized with an eyes-in-a-void face. I also love when they aren't, because a hermit crab is lovely in any form! But they feel like the only animal that can be portrayed with a voidy face as the DEFAULT, you know? Turtles can when they're retracted into their shell, but at some point we decided that hermit crabs can keep their eyes in all the time and It's Fine. I agree! It's Fine. Also fine, though, if they want to peek their darling little eyestalks out!

Some pets are powerful, attacking the aliens that want to kill your fish. Some are generous, helping you earn money faster. Rhubarb? He keeps fish away from the ground. When a fish gets too close, he'll snap his claws at it, scaring it away. You should know that there is no real reason to keep them from the ground.

Rhubarb is ESPECIALLY bad if used in tanks with Guppycrunchers, who wait ON the ground for fish to come down to THEM. Not if Rhubarb has anything to say about it! He'll scare the guppies away from those hungry jaws (which I guess the guppies are not scared of) and cause the poor crunchers to starve...

Rhubarb is, generally, seen as Not Very Good. Let's just refer to his official biography:

RHUBARB has often been accused of being the "worst pet ever". RHUBARB doesn't really care what his detractors think, though. He's not aiming to be a crowd pleaser. He's not trying to prove anything to anyone. He just wishes those darn fish would stay off the ground!

This characterization makes me love Rhubarb even more than I already did, which was a lot! Rhubarb is not very good, and he does not care! He has his own goal, unrelated to YOURS, thank you very much.

As much as I love Rhubarb for his apparent uselessness and his pride in being himself, he DOES have some actual gameplay benefits, in some situations! Mainly, the further your fish are kept from the ground, the longer it will take for the money they drop to fall and despawn. This also helps Starcatchers in particular, giving them more time to catch the stars they love to catch! If you don't have any ground-dwelling vulnerable creatures, then when an alien appears, you can corral it toward the bottom, and Rhubarb will shoo guppies away from the danger zone.

Rhubarb can be helpful, but more important is that he is just being himself, and he is happy to do so! I know people want me to write about the pregnant fish. I don't know if I want to do that. Goodbye.

#insaniquarium #insaniquarium deluxe #rhubarb #rhubarb the hermit crab #not mario #funky friday #mod chikako

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un-love · 2 years

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drunk voicemails – 1

tw: implications of death in joshua's

reblogs are appreciated :D

seungcheol: honey, i'm on my way back from work and i saw this new flower shop around the corner. something good will happen to you today. that's what the sign in the window said. naturally, i thought of you. you'rw the good in my life. SO i stopped to get you something and that's when i realized i don't know what your pick is. is it lilies? did you know there's something called blue orchids? they also had that. how do i not know your favourite flowers? if i had to pick flowers that remind me of you, i would pick sunflowers. they're yellow and warm and welcoming. everything that you are. i think that's what prompted me to buy y— shit. the bus is here. i'll see you tomorrow. tell me what your favourite flowers are

jeonghan: i wasn't expecting this to go to voicemail, what should i do? i'm a little drunk, baby. but i would've wanted to call even if i weren't. i want to ask you to come over, i want to run my hands through your hair, kiss the dimple beneath your eyes. are you sleeping okay? i'd give anything to see you fall asleep in my shirt again. haven't touched it since you threw it on my bedroom floor. your skin peeking out from in between the hem of my shirt and the blanket you refused to sleep without. do you still sleep with the air conditioner on? are you still listening? i'm sorry there's so much i didn't say.

joshua: do you remember promising to take me to your hometown? i couldn't sleep and ended up thinking about that. the bucketlist i made for us is still tucked away in my bottom drawer. i wanted to tuck us away too. t-u-c-k. protect you from everything, you see. now i catch myself thinking, 'was that too ambitious of me? would something have changed if i hadn't insisted on leaving game night early that friday?' all the moments of you i would've held. infinitely mine. i dream about it, sometimes. how you would've laughed showing me the love letters you received back in high school. if you would've taken me to your favourite waffle shop back home. i heard they're taking it down soon, i can't decide if i should go alone. maybe i will. i have to go now. this is my last message to you before they discontinue your cell service...yeah. i had to call. i love you.

jun: i knew you wouldn't pick up but hearing the beep hurt more than i thought. what do i do? i thought we were okay. that we finally made it through the mess. i almost saw a faint white light at the end of our tunnel. guess i was wrong, huh? i don't know if we'll ever forgive each other for what we've caused. never knew disasters could feel mind numbing and still look beautiful from afar. are you happy? i will never forgive myself for bending over backwards to let you walk over me again, and again, and again, and again, while you bled me dry. i keep replaying the night in my head, the final minutes before my whole world collapsed in on itself. i swear i felt time move backwards. but it's all the same to you, isn't it? i don't know why i called–

soonyoung: hey, it's .. uh, it's me. i saw that you called. i'm painfully aware of the probability of it being an accident, but here i am, hoping that it wasn't. want to be more than an accidental call to you. what does that make me? no, it's pathetic, i know. i just wanted to hear your voice anyway. maybe you'd have been surprised to see my caller id and said my name out loud, you know? did you delete my number? that would be a bummer. i was hoping to catch you brfore passing out, always liked how my name sounded on your tongue. anyway, this went straight to voicemail. it's alright. i'm alright—[beep]

wonwoo: are you okay? i never really knew with you. brought you flowers and left them at your doorstep when i know you needed me, but i couldn't give them to you myself. i should have come in. i should've held your heart in my hands and counted stars with you till we both fell asleep on the fading blue mattress in your balcony. did it rain that night? i remember wondering about the flowers, if you left them there or if they sat safely upon the table top, in that glass vase you bought at the local market. i think i left my heart at the doorstep next to those flowers–[beep]

woozi: hey, you. um, so..i finally got it down. 영원한 사랑이 있다면, 그건 당신이겠죠*. the post chorus was seeming too empty and now i've got it. took a bottle, or two, but hey, we're here. i don't know how i'll feel about this in the morning but i think i'm done with the songs now. i couldn't wait to show you ... hear what you think of them, that's why i'm calling. it's funny, thinking of the time when i hesitated to display even my finished works. haven't i come a long way? i know i always had help along the way but something's changed recently. they haven't listened to this one yet, and..i still have a feeling they will like it. i think it's you who did this to me. no wait, that sounds menacing. i've yet to come up with a title. i promise i will let you listen to this one before it comes out.

i wrote it to you.

*(if there's an eternal love, then you're that person)

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pandoraescape · 3 months

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Can I request NSFW alphabet for So'lek?👀

{𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭: So'lek}

Gender Neutral Reader x So'lek

Archive of our own version: Here

A: Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

So'lek is the definition of a warrior, mighty in his skills and fighting. So it was a surprise to discover him to be so gentle with (Y/n).

They sometimes take to the rivers or pools to wash together, enjoying the soft touches and listening to the wildlife of the Kinglor. Forest

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He loves their Neck.

Lick, kiss, bite, and nimble, he'll do it all to get a reaction from his mate.

Whenever he sneaks into you, he leans into your nape and gives a gentle kiss. His hands around their hips as he leans in their natural scent.

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

One word: Breeding Kink.

That thought alone turns his calm demeanor into a feral Palulukan.

D: Dirty Secret

Ya, the breeding kink, it's not only a kink.

So'lek imagines himself having a family to raise alongside his mate, telling stories about his clan and their traditions and how mighty his people were before the sky people came.

The war he fights is worth it if it means one day he can bring peace to Pandora and his people, but to raise a family with the love of his life.

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

So'lak is an ideal warrior within his clan and is well-known for hunting and fighting.

Many male and female suitors wanted to gain the man's attention.

So'lek was always showered with gifts, food, and fine jewelry from secret admirers.

But other than that, he had no experience in this until his love came to the picture.

F: Favorite Position

Mating Press~

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Really? This man goofy? Ah!

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes)

Na'vi are all hairless down there; prove me wrong.

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He holds them close. Wanting to feel their lover's body on his and remember how soft/rough their skin feels.

Loves rubbing their backs as they explore their body.

J: Jack Off

Sometimes, when stressed, he'll jack off in his mauri near the base.

But since he's mated, he no longer doses or needs to.

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

We know what kink he has, but what about Y/n?

Oh boy, you can't deny that they have a voice kink for this man.

Every time this fucker would whisper deeply in their ears. Promising sweet thing makes their legs jelly.

"I'll be quick, ma yawntu" and "Just like that, that's it."

Yup, you gone.

L: Location (Favorite places to do they do)

Home is where he's most comfortable, and sometimes in his spare room at the base (thank god that the rooms are soundproof).

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

So'lek may look like a hard man to get a reaction from, but in truth, one thing can make him putty in Y/n's hands.

And that one thing hunting.

As the sun set, So'lek set out to hunt for his evening meal. The forest was quiet except for the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind. Suddenly, a sharp sound broke the silence from the nearby bushes. So'lek's instincts kicked in, and he slowly made his way toward the source of the noise, his senses alert and his body tense. As he approached the bushes, he saw a figure emerging from the shadows, a familiar smile on their face. It was his mate. Before he could question them, they jumped from their spot, running to the side to hide behind a tree, peeking at him with a giggle.

They're teasing him. Immediately, Solak understood what his mate wanted to do, and with a slight grin, he began to join a different hunt. Where his love was the prey.

N: NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)

Abosutluy no mating if someone is near.

He gets to look at their body, no one else!

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Ah, you kidding, right?

Y/n is 100% a...bottom.

.....sorry, but you can't lie to yourself, even if not lieing here.

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

When normally mating it is slow, however, he someone wanted to say, I don't know, roleplay on being pray~

Oh boy, Y/n won't be walking for a while.

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

On some days, he would do them, but he doesn't really want to since he loves taking his time with his mate.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He doesn't take any risks; he doesn't want either of them to be caught in such a vulnerable position.

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

This man has the stamina of a Nantang; he can go until the sun goes down, and he'll keep going!

T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Nope

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

So'lek takes the opportunity to use his voice, knowing his mate loves it.

Whenever their mate is busy with something, he sneaks up behind them, places his hands on their hips, and begins to growl deeply. He smirked as he saw their neck turning red.

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Let's just say the others, Human and Na'vi, can never unhear what they hear if they come close to So'lek's mauri.

W: Wild Card

Listing, the muscle on this man can make anyone in some way, not gonna lie!

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a standard sex drive when it comes to his urges. He has control of how he handles them and how he deals with them.

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Before they sleep, he ensures that both he and Y/n are comfortable and even visits the bath pounds to get clean.

#avatar #avatar fandom #avatar pandora #avatar frontiers of pandora #gender neutral reader #so'lek #so'lek headcanon #avatar smut #ask response

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