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Princess Treatment, C. Sturniolo ౨ৎ
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Summary: In which Chris decides you need to be taught a lesson for interrupting him while he's working
Pairing: Brat tamer!Chris x feminine reader
Warnings: HEAVY smut, oral (m receiving), rough dom!Chris, brat!reader, semi public sex (?), grinding, unprotected p in v, spanking, face fucking, orgasm denial, creampie, use of pet names (baby doll, good girl, princess), lots of dirty talk (i think that's all but let me know if i missed anything!)
Word Count: A little over 2k
A/N: Is it hot in here? Are you hot? I mean you are hot but...this one is wow. Enjoy you Chris sluts ;)
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To say you received princess treatment was an understatement. Honestly, you bordered on spoiled, but your boyfriend, Chris, didn’t mind that. He loved a woman who was strong in her feminine energy. You had all of the latest clothing trends and accessories, paid for by him of course. You never missed your monthly nail, hair, brow, or lash appointments, because why have princess outfits without a princess face? Anything your heart desired, you got. It didn’t matter how much it cost, or where he had to go to get it, Chris would always spoil you with luxurious treasures. Anything that will keep his baby girl, his princess, happy.
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You were sitting in the kitchen, watching as the triplets got ready to film a new video. You couldn’t quite recall what the topic was; something to do with food, but you didn’t really care. All you knew was that you were severely lacking in attention from Chris. He had been busy with his brothers all morning, which in your little princess mind, was completely and totally unacceptable. He had barely bid you a ‘good morning, baby doll’ before he was dashing downstairs, getting ready for a day of filming.
You sighed, picking at your pink, acrylic nails. They were definitely due for a fill, and that just pissed you off more. You knew that this was Chris’s job, but you were also spoiled, and knew that it wasn’t YouTube that made him practically cum before he could even get his pants off every night. You looked up, realizing that you had been slightly, no, fully distracted by your dirty thoughts and that the boys had begun their video.
You flashed a pout at Chris, hoping he would catch your eye, but he didn’t. He was too focused on Matt and Nick, who he had grown up with for fuck’s sake. You knew you were being a brat, but you couldn’t help it. You loved attention from your boyfriend more than anything in the world, even all of the expensive material items. If a look wouldn’t get his attention, something louder would.
You looked to your right and saw a glass full of blue Gatorade sitting on the island next to you. Without a second thought, you quickly knocked it over, making it look like an ‘accident’. The triplets looked up at the crashing noise, followed by rushing liquid and laughed.
“Y/N’s being a hazard, guys.” Chris laughed, getting up to clean the spill.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” You said softly, flashing him pouty eyes.
“It’s okay, baby. Nothing we can’t clean.” he smiled, kissing your forehead.
You relished under his touch and fond gaze, but that joy quickly dissipated when Chris swiftly cleaned up the mess and sat back down, continuing the video. You groaned internally, wishing this damn video would be over already. Tears began to sting your ears, and you knew that the brothers would be bound to notice your mini tantrum, but you didn’t care at this point. You stared Chris down when he finally caught your eye, mouthing “Do you not love me?”. Your boyfriend sighed, shaking his head and going back to acting like his usual self for the camera.
Finally, you decided that you’d had enough. If Chris wouldn’t pay attention to you on his own accord, you would make him. You hastily stood up, throwing your chair back so loud it clattered to the ground. Too caught up in his video? Good luck with a good video now. You went to stalk off to your room, but Chris was faster. He hastily stood up, grabbing your arm roughly and yanking you towards the small bathroom in the hall, mumbling incoherent curses under his breath.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Y/N?” he hissed, slamming the door to the bathroom once he pushed you inside. “I”m trying to fucking work!”
“You’re not paying attention to me,” You sniffled. “You’ve been ‘working’ all day!” You protested, stomping your feet.
“Because that’s my job, Y/N. What else do you expect me to do?” Chris growled, a dark look in eyes mingling with lust. “Just not work? Because your closet wouldn’t like that.”
You looked absolutely sinful to him right now. Your short, pink miniskirt was fluttering around your thighs, while your lacy baby tee cupped your breasts in such a way that made him want to fuck that little attitude right out of you. The longer he stared at you, the more desire he had to teach you a lesson about what being a brat would get you.
“You spend time with Matt and Nick…” You were cut off by Chris fisting your hair.
“Knees. Now,” he said roughly, hearing no more of your pouting. “Let’s see how you like being a fucking attention seeker after this.”
You sank to your knees, looking up at Chris with eyes akin to that of a baby deer. Your boyfriend let go of your hair momentarily to yank down his gray sweatpants and plaid boxers. You being a brat was one of his biggest turn ons despite his rough attitude at the interruption. He was already so hard that he simply scooped your hair up in his fist, thrusting your mouth towards his cock.
“Use your mouth for something useful instead of complaining, baby girl.” Chris sneered.
You immediately opened, allowing Chris to begin thrusting into your mouth. No matter how many times you gave him a blowjob, it would forever take you a minute to get used to his size. As soon as you were able, you began to lick and suck his cock, taking him to the hilt. Your boyfriend threw his back, trying to suppress his moans and grunts, seeing as his brothers were right through the wall. “Oh god, baby. That’s it. Take my dick like a good girl.” he moaned, orgasm already building in his stomach.
You scooted closer to Chris, your drool and tears dripping onto him. The filthy sounds of you sucking him off, combined with his sensual noises was making your pussy throb with want. As you ran the flat of your tongue across his length, you began to grind against his leg, whimpering as the heat from his body, combined with the friction from his leg and the fabric of your G-string rubbed against your sensitive clit.
“‘M gonna cum. You better swallow every last fucking drop, you hear me?” Chris moaned as he fisted your hair, bucking his hips as he essentially face fucked you. You whimpered and whined as you continued grinding against his leg while your boyfriend came down your throat. Pulling you off his dick to swallow, Chris tapped your chin. “Open.”
Once he had seen that you swallowed, he roughly pulled you off his leg, glaring down at you. “And if you think you’re going to get off on my leg, you are sorely mistaken, princess. If you’re gonna cum, it’s gonna be with your tight little cunt clenched around my dick.”
“But…” You whined, only to be cut off by Chris pushing you against the wall, lips crashing onto your own.
“Not another word out of you,” he mumbled, yanking down your skirt and ripping your tiny thong off in one quick motion. Before you could protest or whine like the brat you were, Chris slammed into you. He began to fuck you with a dizzying rhythm, relentlessly pounding into you. “Be quiet, baby doll. Wouldn’t want six million people to hear you getting your brains fucked out, now would you?”
“You wouldn’t. You’d edit that out.” You grumbled, whimpering as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, making your clit swell.
Nevertheless though, you tried to suppress the noises of your pleasure. It was obscene; your boyfriend fucking you like an animal while his brothers and a rolling camera were right outside. You couldn’t find it in you to care, however. If anything, that just made it hotter.
“Try me.” he husked in your ear, landing a stinging smack to your ass.
Chris could tell you were getting close, and that just excited him more. The thought of what he was about to do you just made him even more horny and renewed his drive to continue fucking you while one hand pinned you against the wall and the other rubbed circles on your dripping clit.
You whimpered and moaned quietly, pinned against the wall as nothing but Chris’s fuckdoll. You had known what your little tantrum would get you, but you loved punishment almost as much as you loved praise. Your pussy clenched with the need to climax and you whined, a pout on your glossy, drooly lips. “Gonna cum…need to, Chris please.” You were practically begging as tears pricked your eyes, your mind hazy and whirling with the all consuming sensation of being fucked out.
“Not until I’ve had mine, baby doll.” he sneered, throwing his head back as he came in you with a loud grunt.
The feeling of being filled with your boyfriend’s cum only made you want to climax more, but you were roughly yanked out of the mood when Chris pulled out suddenly, leaving your legs shaking and your lower stomach aching with want.
“I changed my mind,” Chris growled, but there was a hint of love dotting his blue eyes. “You don’t get to cum today. Not after that little stunt you pulled.”
He began to clean himself up, pulling up his pants and boxers and fixing his hair. You wanted to pout again, especially because he was basically back to ignoring you, but you knew that would result in denial of another orgasm. Once he was acceptable to go back out to his brothers, Chris turned to you, blue eyes stone cold as he stared down at your shaking form that had sunken to the floor. You had been rid of your skirt and panties, leaving you in nothing but your baby tee and your bare thighs that were slick with sweat and your arousal.
“What did we learn today?” Your boyfriend asked you, towering over you.
The way Chris stood over you in his gray sweats and white wife beater made your core throb with arousal again, but you pushed the thought to the side as you looked up to meet his eyes. Your own traveled across his tanned skin and lean muscles that flexed as he stood over you, until you finally met his face. A hard smirk had taken its residence, but you still saw a playful gleam in his eyes at successfully showing you just what having an attitude got.
“...I need to listen or I’ll get punished.” You mumbled, quietly so as not to give him anymore satisfaction than he was already getting.
“And?” Chris added harshly. “Who do you need to listen to?” he quizzed.
“You.” You smiled, giggling up at him.
“Good girl,” Chris whispered, bending down to kiss your forehead, but not before smacking your ass. “Maybe if you’re a good girl you’ll get some real princess treatment next time.”
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itto's special days:
Content: Female reader (so female anatomy), size kink, heat, breeding kink.
Note: I'm still trying to learn how to write more gender neutral stuff but I always end up making it so difficult to imagine any other thing :(( I'm sorry for those that do not read this type of content! This is kinda messy, so any suggestions are abs valid! This is not revised so there may be grammar issues or simiar stuff :(
Itto is always so naive and innocent that it is no surprise that when you finally get enough courage to ask him out, he doesn't even think about it, quickly saying yes to your confession despite the surprised looks of the gang.
The first days are just the same as before you and him were partners, running around Inazuma having fun while avoiding that Itto got in trouble in any type of way. At first it was fun, at least you didn't have to endure that ankward phase during the first period of time when the couple has recently begin, but you desired for both of you to get some alone time, so you finally decided to talk it with the rest of the gang (except itto), they all quickly agreed, even apologizing for not being able to read the room, so they decided to give you a few days for you to spend time with him.
The next morning you woke up, losing no time to get to itto's home, he was still slept when you arrived, so you entered, he was still laying in bed, sheets tangled around his legs and body, mouth slightly open and messy hair pointing all directions. You let a small laugh out, he looked so cute and goofy at the same time, as if he had heared you, his body suddenly moved, the sheets allowing you to see his whole chest exposed, his muscles flexing as he moved, why was it getting kind of...perverted?
You decided to leave him be, going to buy a few ingredients to make him something to eat as some kind of loving act, but when you arrived everything went downhill...
Itto was in his bed still, but now he was completely awaken, body sweating buckets, hair sticking to his body, the sheets were laying on the floor and itto kept on moving in his bed, you quickly left the ingredients and sat close to him, putting your hands on his forehead, his temperature was so high that it was almost scary.
"Hey Itto, are you ok?" You asked, your voice a little shacky from the tense moment, he slowly turned, eyes foggy and dilatated pupils.
"Hey... oh uhm... yeah, just kinda... sick? I think I caugh something last night after throwing myself into the sea... not a good idea, I should have listened to you all" He chuckled a little, trying to turn around in the bed, the sheets were still tangled around his body, so he was unable to completely move. You got close to him, helping him to move around and acommodating the sheets so he had no trouble moving. He smiled softly, not talking as much as he did the rest of days.
"Compadre, you should not come here, it would be real bad if you got sick you know? I'm a strong oni, so of course I have no issue with some little cold--" Just as he said that, he almost faded, eyes completely unfocused and a lost expression.
"Itto, you're definitly not good by yourself, just wait a moment, I'll go buy some medicine!" You were about to leave the room, but he quickly grabbed you, his hand feeling extremely hot, his grip was strong, but he quickly weakened it as soon as he realized how much pressure he had made on your small wrist (at least compared to her big hand).
"Could you...stay with me? I mean, I think I'm feeling a lil' better since you came..." Itto's eyes looked almost like the ones of a puppy, big and teary eyes, you were perhaps way too enchanted with him to realize how Itto's marks (the ones that surrounded all of his body) were starting to get... larger? Their colour was changing to a darker tone of red, even his horns were a little bigger than usual. You allowed him to push you closer to him, perhaps way too close for what you were used to be. He let you stay there, maybe too far from him as he would like, but he was not as sick as to not realize how tense you were. So he tried to hide it, his raging erection hurting a little under the sheets, almost making him cry everytime his member made any type of contact against the fabric. He tried to hard to control himself, you had started to go out not long time ago, so of course he couldn't just jump on top of you, taking you right there and now! That was until you decided to get (way too) close to him, your hand caressing his forehead, your other hand supporting yourself on his chest, the clothes that you were wearing allowed him to catch a small glimpse of your chest, his mind getting even more foggy just from imagining how he wanted to take you from the hips and kiss that beautiful skin that was making him lose the little sanity he had left. So he just did, he suddenly moved, his big hands surrounding your hips, he took your whole body as if you were made of the lightest material and put you on top of him, his erection pushing against your butt, his hand running against your clothing.
"Hey... I'm so sorry baby, I... I think my uh... my oni nature is kind of awaking?... Grandma told me a little about it but I never paid too much attention cause... you know, I'm the great Itto, of course I was not going to fall for some dumb inherent thing, you know?... My...my mind is so dizzy right now, it's just like that time when the gang tried to celebrate by drinking so much sake..." He tried to speak, his words sometimes mumbled rather than spoken. You tried to pay attention to his words, you really tried, but the feeling of both his member against your lower half and how there was a lingering sweet smell surrounding the air made it so difficult, you were also starting to feel light-headed.
"Do you...do you think you can help me, baby? Please...I'll promise I'll control it better next time, but my...thing is hurting so bad, will you help me please? Pretty please, I'm sure your cute little womb can help me, yeah?" His fangs were bigger, somehow resembling more the ones that onis tended to have in paintings. You silently nodded, your body was in flames and your head was not that able to make cohesive sentences. Just as soon as he saw you nod, he quickly got on top of you, uncovering his completely naked body, his muscles were shiny from the sweat that was running down his whole body, he lost no time, his hands pulling from your clothes and somehow breaking all the clothes that were getting in the way of what he wanted so badly. There you were, under him, your body was completely naked, you tried to hide it a little, kind of ashamed as it was the first time that he had seen you completely naked, but he quickly took your hands, putting each on the sides of your head and kissing your lips, you were able to feel his raging erection on your stomach.
"I'm sorry... I don't think I'll be able to keep it any longer, but I promise it won't hurt, the oni heat is able to cause some kind of fake heat on normal humans..." Despite the whole situation, Itto was still as innocent as always, always caring about the people he loved and trying to avoid hurting them as much as possible. He positioned his length and slowly inserted, letting a deep groan when he finally put his whole thing inside of you, he was making you feel stuffed, almost making you cry from the overstimulation.
Without losing any more time, he took your body, letting your legs be wrapped around his torso and moving his hips as if he was only able to chase his own release, the whole bedroom was surrounded with dirty sounds, from moans to slaps that formed from the contact of your bodies. Your slick allowed him to move as fast as he wanted, his hands still intertwined with yours, his mind was completly lost at that point, only being able to hear small beggings and pleas from him "Baby... i love you so much... i love you i love you... let me fill you up... let me get that pretty pussy filled with my seed... i'll be such a good father... god, you're taking me so good... i'm sorry i'm sorry... i'm being so rough with you... but I don't think I would be able to stop even if I wanted..." You were able to feel how his member started to twitch, so you knew he was close to releasing himself, he suddenly moved you, he was still on top of you but you were somehow able to see his whole chest and face on top of you, your brain had turned into mush by the moment you were able to hear Itto babble something "Gonna cum, gonna make you a mommy... God you're so pretty... so pretty baby..." Just as soon as you felt his seed filling your womb, he kissed your neck, leaving bitting marks all over it and then kissing your lips, your body becoming limp as soon as he filled you, almost feeling as if your tummy had also been filled.
Just as you were about to fall asleep, he took you in between his arms, your bodies still sticky from all the "exercise" you both had done. "I uh...kinda went overboard there... I swear that as soon as I gain some strength in my legs i'll go running to get you something... I'm sorry for being so rough baby... My mind kind of... blacked out?" He peppered some kisses all over your face, cleaning some of the salive that fell from your lips during the whole thing. He put you on top of his chest, being able to hear his rapid heartbeat against your ear, making you quickly doze off.
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Husk X Daughter reader
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Husk was your dad when you two were still alive. He was at his bar in the Hazbin Hotel, when you suddenly fell from Heaven down, through the roof of the hotel right into the bar
You died
Pretty simple right?
You died in a pretty normal way. No drink or drugs or pills just slipped away in your sleep.
At first, you felt weightless. like a balloon in the wind. Going up and up with no thoughts, just floating. The higher you went, the brighter it got. Brighter and brighter. It was all blurry.
You were so close. You felt warmth. You felt joy.
But then it stopped.
everything stopped when you felt something cold and heavy snap around your neck.
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"OK, everyone. gather around were going to do another session" Charlie sang earning a groan from most of her guests.
It was an average day. Well ... as average as a hotel in hell could be. The Sky was red, the bar was full and Nifty was killing bugs.
"Seriously? What now?" Angel asked
"Yeah, do you need me to bring you some roaches to use as an example of what happens when they don't play nicely?" Nifty maniacally giggled with her knife.
"I appreciate the offer, Nifty, but maybe another time. No, today we will be doing 2 truths and a liiiiieeeee !!!! " Charlie cheered.
Another collective groan echoed through the lounge.
"Wiiiiithhhhhh alchoholllll !!!"
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One by one everyone had their turn. some were relatively harmless and others not so much.
"And Alastor, It's your turn" Charlie smiled nervously
Across the room, a grumpy old cad was grumbled under his breath.
"As if you'll get that bastard to play this fucking game"
"Now now Husker don't be so quick to judge. that's what got YOU into trouble in the first place." Alastor chimed and walked to sit with the others in the lounge.
Husk growled.
"Now, let's see" Alastor grinned. " 1) I like dogs. 2) Jambalaya is my favourite food. 3) We will be expecting a new member of staff very soon."
Vaggie glared at the man " What?"
" A NEW PERSON!" Charlie beamed. "When are they gonna get here?"
Suddenly a loud crash was heard from the upper floors and came through the ceiling. Dust and rubble went flying everywhere leaving a thick cloud of muck in the air.
It smelled like fire and burning flesh. It made everyone caugh.
A claw crawled out of the mess. Large black eyes were darting around in panic. The creature stumbled to the bar, a mist of dust following close behind them.
"Ey! What the hell! My bar! Get away you fucker!"
"I just fell through your roof and you're giving me shit?" You hissed, trying to shake off as much dust as possible.
You erupted into a fit of coughs and wiped your eyes.
"Where the fuck am I?" you blinked. Your vision was hazy until a tall, red figure walked to meet you.
" Ah hello there my dear. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. My name is Alastor, and you are?" He asked extending his hand for you to shake.
"I'm (Y/N)?" you answered, looking around.
It was a bit of a dump. But you did just fall through the ceiling. A lot of circus imagery covered the walls and everything was dripping stem to stern in red and gold.
The more you looked around the clearer it got you began to see other faces. One was a young lady. Long blond hair and a huge amazed and excited grin on her face. she was practically jumping for joy.
Another was a shorter lady. She wasn't as excited to see you. More like suspicious.
And then there was... A cat? A very horrified-looking cat... and a spider-person? A snake?
You started to panic. "W-What the fuck is this place? Why are some of you guys animals?"
"Speak for yourself there toots. You look like poos in boots" The spider laughed.
You looked at yourself and almost screamed. You were covered head to toe in ash grey fur, with black paw-like hands and claws for fingers. A long tail wrapped around your leg making you jump almost 3 feet in the air.
Tears were welling up in your black eyes and your heart was going a million miles an hour.
"Ok, understandably you're a little freaked out. Come with me. Im Charlie by the way." She smiled, taking your hand and leading you to a chair.
The second you were sat down Husk practically flew over the bar and dragged Alastor into the hall.
"What. The. Fuck. Is SHE doing here?!"
"The Hotel needed a Receptionist. She has plenty of experience and-"
"YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" Husk seethed.
"Did you do this to her? Did YOU kill her?"
"Husker I can do a lot of things but killing the living, I can not. You know exactly why she is here."
Alastor walked over to the door and looked at you with an evil grin.
"I can't say I see much of a resemblance Husker. Must take after her mother."
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So, Jan and Nace photoshoot analysis. This will definitely be long, and idk how coherent I will be. As always this is entirely subjective, this time maybe more than ever. I am up for friendly discussions and disagreements, but also after today if you are a dick, I will block you.
Anyway.
So let's go pictures by pictures first and then observe how they interact. We start off with the top one, that almost seems like it was two individual shots first, but go glued together. To focus on Nace first, he is looking directly into the camera, his face completely visible, but his hair and body is in the shadow. His leather jacket is even covering his neck. He is in "full armor", except for his face. His face having a layer of combativness only add to that imagery.
Now to focus on Jan. I'd say he is in a similar state, his stare perhaps even more defiant, as if daring us to judge. His face is half covered by his hair, which makes sm sense in a way that we know Jan is a quite private person. He doesn't want people to full see him behind a curtain. Some things are private and he doesn't want to show us everything.
I also find it interesting that these pictures have less contrast than the ones we go later, as if there is additional layer of gray over them. Like they weren't sure it was just yet time to full pull the curtain away from their intimate moments, making them softer and more blurry. As someone else pointed out, it's giving a vibe of them being in the shower, the hot stream muddyijg up the pictures.
Then, right below it, we have Jan and Nace doing an Inuit kiss, their noses touching. And my god, I am so insane about this complete shift in perspective. They aren't looking into the camera, but at each other, with an almost painfully soft expressions.
What struck me as really interesting is that with Kris and Bojan's shoots, they were the most honest and open in the pictures where they look into the camera. Here, it's the opposite. In moments where they are focused on each other, you get the feeling they aren't even aware they are being observed. Looking into the camera, to the viewers seems uncomfortable.
Then, we have this set. Top one resembles first one from the set, except for few significant changes. It's clearly one photo, not two separate ones glued together. Jan is closer to Nace, as if he moved close to protect him. Also another thing that I find interesting, although I am not sure of it was purposeful or simply a trick of the light but! In all pictures where they are together, it looks like they both have just a bit of smudged eyeliner. And I will even go as far to speculate it might be on purpse as if to imply their facade is getting smudged. They can't hold it in place anymore.
In picture two(my favorite, my beloved). We get them favung each other once again, and this time, Nace is openly laughing and Jan is smiling and looking at him with what I will dare say is the closest to adoration.
Jan's eyes are open and more visible, unlike from the first shot, where they were mostly covered by his hair. Almost as if seeing Nace in a happy and relaxed state made him show off a bit more of himself.
Last picture in this set has Jan looking at the camera, his hand clasped over Nace's mouth and Nace has his eyes half close, blind to the viewer, only focused on Jan.
And, okay. This is where my interpretation loses any pretense of objectivity, but I simply can't see this any other way. I read this as Nace being blind to them being watched so constantly and perhaps saying something that should-by Jan's standards-stay private. He is, unlike Nace, looking directly to us, and looks caugh, out of breath.
There is also that aspect of protectivness too-if he can stop Nace from revealing something us as views are not meant to hear, perhaps he can protect him from it.
Now, to focus on their separate pictures. Or well, mostly separate. Let's go with Nace's first.
To start with the top picture, Nace looks both tired and defiant here, staring directly at the camera. His arms are crossed over his chest and he is gripping his shirt very tightly, pulling it away from his arms and towards his chest.
Again, throwing objectivity out of the window because I simply cannot be bothered today, but. This reads to me sm like he is showing off his tattoos and hiding chest? As if he wishes to be judged by art he choose for himself. It could also tie into the fact that due to some body issues, his arms are truly something he likes to shows off in comparison to the rest of his body.
Second picture on the left is connected. Once again, he is not looking at the viewer, unaware he is being observed and thus, showing how under the facade of intensity and defiance, the pressure is getting to him.
Third picture is SO INTENSE. Nace is gagged by some sort of fabric and the shadow/makeup around his eyes is the most intense. He looks the most brooding and his features look almost twisted. Like he is being silenced and put in the shape he doesn't want to be in.
Then, we get this. What a transformation. The pure softness, the trust in Nace's eyes here. It's literally giving the intimacy of sharing an intimate moment with a lover to me, especially with the way these are positioned. Like Nace is laying down and softly looking up and then almost bashfully lowering his gaze. I am genuinely unwell with how intimate this looks.
Now, THIS. We have Jan, staring at the camera, pulling Nace closer to himself. Nace is standing with his back to us.
This picture once again shows to me of how protective Jan feels over Nace. This is giving such "Don't you dare touch him" vibes, it's insane. Jan's hair is messy and untaimed, and still half hiding his face and yet, he is not turning away. Because turning away would mean leaving Nace vulnerable so instead he faces the camera head on while providing a safe space for Nace.
And at last, two solo photos of Jan. First one has Jan showing off his painted nails, which we don't see in any of the other pictures. His face is half covered in both pictures, first with the hand and hair and the other with the hair only.
In the first picture, he is still looking at us, almost as if saying, "Are you watching? Do you see what I am showing?" While in the other one, he is looking at something away from the camera, in an almost resigned way. He is tired of the preformance, of being on guard. He is just letting hinself be observed.
Another thing that was pointed out to me was white frame for Nace vs black frame for Jan. And not to go totally off the rails at that, but-Nace providing a light to Jan, a hope of brightness and warmth, which Jan provides the comfort of dark, safe place for Nace is just bfjxnxkdjx.
Alll in all, I absolutely adored these and I am half asleep so I probably forgot half the stuff I wanted to say so please feel free to add on your thoughts.
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30. Minjeong to the rescue
You entered minjeongs room to find her sitting down on the ground, already fidgeting with new pieces of Lego to finish up one of the towers. "you know I kind of feel like a double agent since you showed me your private account."
"knowledge is power after all." you smiled as you sat down. " how did things go after I left?"
" the usual. Jimin said you weren't feeling well and that she told you to go and lay down. We ended up talking about all things that happened this semester including the Uhm... The Parker incident. He won't be around for much longer at the university, his dad is transferring him to some military thing or something. "
"you went over to his place after everything happened didn't you? Jimin and I talked about it and you told her you were with me, you told me you had other plans and the next day you have a bruised hand and Parker claimed he had a fight with some guy." you reached over for another bag of Lego pieces and started to build a new part of the castle.
"he had it coming. I knew you couldn't do it with your scholarship being on the line and he would have found a way to get you kicked out."
"he threatened with it when he saw me with jimin. Guess he didn't like people knowing he wasn't all that. Makes me wonder how he slept with so many girls if he isn't that good? Rumours spread fast around campus yet nothing about him being bad in bed until jimin dumped him. "
"he has money and looks, some girls don't care about anything but bragging rights. Who knows, maybe they tried to get something out of it themselves." she clicked the last piece onto the tower and connected to the growing structure in front of you. "enough about him. Why did you suddenly disappear?"
You sighed and thought it over, would minjeong listen and understand your feelings or would she defend jimin without thinking about it? One thing you know for sure is that she stays true to her feelings and opinions so she probably wouldn't just brush it off and defend her friend. "jimin came up to me in the kitchen and hugged me. I told her we probably shouldn't and then she turned me around, if I didn't push her away she would've kissed me. It was like she didn't see the problem in that. I was introduced as a friend and didn't want to be caught kissing their daughter in their kitchen at all. That would be disrespectful wouldn't it? "
"you were scared of getting caughed I understand that but you do realize your fighting over a hypothetical thing that could've happened? Unless you're mad about something else and are using this as an excuse. "
"i'm not." you frowned as minjeong gave you a look before focusing back on the Lego piece.
"so you're not mad about meeting her parents as a friend instead of her girlfriend?"
"No? We're taking things Slow and I understand if she isn't ready for any labels yet. I-"
"i'm gonna stop you right there before you try to sell me more bullshit." she layed down her work before stealing your lego's out of your hands," You've been acting like a couple long before you confessed to one another. If and I say if you are upset over the fact she was so careless you should tell her because right now she doesn't know why you're upset. Now if it is about meeting the parents as a friend you should've thought about that before you joined the trip, you knew they were coming and you knew jimin told them you were a friend. "
"since when are you a therapist?" you clocked an eyebrow.
"since the day I met these girls." she smirked.
"well if you'll excuse me I have to go and talk to jimin. I'll come back after so we can finish this castle."
"you better! We should be able to finish it in an hour together I think. Just don't let jimin drag you into bed, I'm waiting and the rooms aren't soundproof just so you know." she sent you a playful glance as you walked out laughing.
"noted!" you walked into the living room to see aeri and ning watching a new k-drama, Once aeri spotted you she motioned to the bedrooms. You made your way over to jimin's room and softly knocked on the door.
"yeah?" jimin's voice came softly from inside and you opened the bedroom door to see her laying on her bed with a book.
"Hey, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for today. I should've never put you in the position to make up an excuse for me to your parents." you quietly sat down on the bed as she placed the book on her bedside table.
"I don't care about that. What I do care about is that you got all weird without any explanation."
"I got upset over the fact that you were so careless about kissing me. It hadn't been a day since I met your parents and it felt wrong. They think I'm your friend and I got scared about them finding out that I'm not just a friend. That I..."
"that you?" She raised an eyebrow at your sudden silence.
"that the whole Parker thing was my fault."
"what are you talking about? You weren't -"
"jimin if we didn't sleep together when you were together with him, he wouldn't have hit you. Do your parents know why he did it?"
"They know enough, Parker probably told his dad that I cheated too. I don't know if my parents know but they'll find out eventually. It was my choice though, you didn't pressure me into anything. Parker chose to hit me and it's no one's fault except his."
You nodded as you looked down at the ground. The sound of blankets rustling filled the room before you felt arms wrap around your waist. Jimin placed a kiss on your shoulder as she nuzzled her nose into the crook of your neck. "I promised minjeong I'd come back after talking with you. Her exact words were 'don't let jimin drag you into bed'"
"I didn't drag you, you sat down voluntarily." she smiled against your skin, "wouldn't you rather spend time with me in bed then build Legos with minjeong?"
You sucked your teeth, "see that's were you get too cocky. Minjeong and I have a goal we need to achieve. I'll come back once we're done though." you turned towards her as she pulled back from you.
"wha- you're not kidding? You're actually choosing lego's over me?" She looked at you in disbelieve.
"I made a promise to my friend so yes." you smirked as you stood up, "I don't have favorite's you know."
"She's your friend, I'm your-" she cut herself off but you both knew what she was going to say. "just go." she blushed as she picked up her book.
To be honest you were debating on teasing her with that near slip up but decided to leave it for now. You leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head, jimin looked up with a smile and pouted her lips slightly. After planting another kiss on her lips you left her alone and went back to minjeong to finish the Lego castle.
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Butterflies
Hiiii!!! We back with another TSOAGB blurby blurb! This one is set the morning after The Punishment of a Bad Boy and it's super fluffy and a lil naughty too (no actual smut tho) 😜🥰💗
Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader
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Butterflies
He woke that morning feeling content and happy. He could still feel her warmth, her arm still wrapped around him, head on her chest as the easy rise and fall of her breathing lulled him into a peaceful state of mind. He nearly fell asleep again, too scared to move to wake her. But he was too excited to have her there, too many thoughts running through his head to fall back asleep.
Last night? The best night of his life, he would swear it. Seeing her like that, feeling her, touching her, tasting her - it all felt so surreal, like he dreamt the whole thing. But her heartbeat under him and her arm holding him was more than enough to remind him that it was indeed real. She was real. They were real. And that last thought made him feel so fucking happy he couldn't breathe.
She stirred under him then, pulling him closer as if making sure he was still there. He was. Of course he was. She could feel him on top of her, his smell surrounding her - reminding her she was in his bed.
She laid a sweet kiss at the top of his head, eyes still closed and she felt him moving. When she blinked her eyes open she caugh him now looking up at her and fuck, her breath caught in her throat. He looked so beautiful she couldn't believe he was real.
His big eyes and rosy cheeks and his plump pink lips in a smile and God she was a goner. She couldn't help but smile back, still blinking herself awake. He hadn't moved or spoken, he was just looking at her. It made a blush rise on her cheeks and she felt warm all over. He was trouble.
"Mornin'" she finally broke the silence, her voice gravelly from sleep and he swore it was the hottest thing. She was staring right back at him now, a glimmer in her eyes he was sure was reflected in his own. She was trouble.
"Good morning." He mumbled, voice deep and raspy and she swore it was the hottest thing. Her hand found her way to his hair and she gently pushed it off his forhead, soft fingers in fluffy hair and a content moan leaving his lips. She could feel that stirring in her belly and she needed to calm down before she let herself get lost in him again.
"How are you feeling?" Her question broke the daze he was in, only slightly. He seemed to always be in a daze around her, he couldn't help it, didn't even want to.
"Good. Good. You?"
"Yeah me too."
Somehow they ended up right back to staring at each other again. Right untill the sound of a stomach rumbling broke the spell again. Giggles left them, smiles seeming permanent now.
"Was that you or me?" He asked looking at her with bright eyes.
"I honestly don't know." They laughed again and he rolled off of her. He looked over at her again and he couldn't stop the beaming smile that broke on his face.
"We should probably get up, huh?" She asked with a smile that made butterflies erupt in his stomach.
"Mmm I don't wanna." He mumbled and buried his head in her neck again as she laughed under him. She placed a kiss to the side of his face and poked his stomach with her finger.
"We should get up, baby." He sighed into her skin and nuzzled into her warmth.
"Do we have to?" He knew the answer but he wanted to drag it out. He wanted to have her with him as long as he could. And then an idea popped into his head.
He pulled back to look at her, suddenly seeming sheepish and she quirked her brow at him.
"What?"
"Do you wanna... Do you want to get breakfast, maybe?" She could tell he was nervous, it made her heart clench.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'd like that." She gave him a reassuring smile and he couldn't help himself. He leaned down and kissed her. A deep kiss, that stirred them both awake quickly. She pulled him in, licking at his bottom lip untill he let her in and they got lost in each other all over again.
It felt like forever had passed by the time they broke apart, catching their breaths but so fucking happy. Making out was a great way to start their days, they both decided. Rafe's stomach growled then and the moment passed. She smirked at him, they figured out who it was after all. He was flushed and excited when he spoke next.
"There's this diner, a short drive away. They have the best breakfast. Let me take you?" She smiled at his excitement and nodded.
"I'm driving though." He scoffed and rolled his eyes at that.
"You're such a control freak." He teased and she quirked a brow.
"That so? I didn't see you complaining last night. Or the night before for that matter." He blushed crimson then and she smirked. They both knew she won that one.
She got out of bed then, wearing nothing but his t-shirt and undies and he could feel himself get flushed and bothered all over again. Her wearing his clothes, her sleeping in his bed, it made him wish that he could make her his. How amazing it would feel to be able to wake up to her every morning, or kiss her whenever he wanted or just be with her. Just be. He'd love nothing more than to have her stealing his clothes and leaving her mark all over his life. He remembered the marks she left on his skin now and his whole body grew hot. He was both dreading and anticipating looking in the mirror. He knew he looked a sight.
She was changing now, stripping from his clothes. He felt a pang in his chest seeing her take his shirt off. But holy shit she took his shirt off. She was only in his boxers now and God he could feel himself get hard at the sight. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
She was looking for her bra that ended up under the bed and when she straightened up with it in her hands she caugh his eye. He looked hungry. Not for food this time, tough. No, the way his eyes were running over her body told her everything she needed to know about what he was thinking. What he was hungry for.
It took some effort for her to turn around and away from his lingering gaze and finally put her bra on. She didn't look back at him untill she was wearing her dress again and once she did she found him in the same position, with the same look in his eyes.
He was in a predicament. He knew he needed to calm down and think about literally anything other than the way her body moved against his, the way her skin felt under his fingertips, the way she looked like a goddess when she climaxed or the way she sucked on his fin- anything else! But man it was so fucking hard when she was so fucking perfect and he couldn't get enough.
She was standing there, looking at him now. He knew she knew what he was thinking, knew she caught him staring but he didn't care. He couldn't find it in him. Not when she was so gorgeous and in his room.
Her voice broke his train of thought then.
"Are you gonna just sit there or are we going to get breakfast?"
Like it was so easy. Like she didn't have him hard as a rock by stripping in front of him not 2 minutes ago. Like she didn't know how he burned for her still. Burned for her all the damn time. Burned. Scorching. Fire. Her.
"Rafe." Her voice was half amused half exasperated. He blinked slowly up at her, still caught in this constant daze she had him in.
"Hmm" he mumbled and she rolled her eyes then. She really was hungry now and he was too. She just wanted to get going already. She knew if they stayed there with him looking at her like that any longer she'd lose it and they wouldn't end up eating for hours. Food. Think about food, she told herself. He needs food.
"Rafe, come on. Get up." She ordered now. No more distractions, the clock was ticking.
He begrudgingly got out of bed, and she could see him in all his glory. She managed to contain a growl that threatened to spill. Fucking hell. He was perfect; tan skin flushed, a flame in his eyes and his dick standing up rock hard. Shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuuuuuck.
She groaned then and it was as if her body moved on its own accord. She grabbed him by the back of his neck and slammed her lips against his in a hungry, desperate kiss. His arms encircled her as he let her tongue into his mouth. She kissed him like the starvation she felt was all him. Food entirely forgotten then. All she could think about was his soft skin and his irresistable lips and his body under her traveling hands. She bit his lip and squeezed his ass, pulling him flush against her and he let out an embarrasingly loud moan at her actions. He was absolute putty in her hands and he loved every single second.
His dick twitched between their bodies, pressed so close together they might as well be one. But before they could take it any further Rafe's stomach growled loudly again and he wanted to cry at the interruption.
She chuckled and pulled away from him and he tried to pull her back in, wanting to ignore it. But she couldn't. He was hungry, he needed food. This could wait. Even though it took every ounce of willpower she had she stepped back from him and faced him with a stern look. He was gulping.
"Baby. You're starving-"
"Yeah, for you." He mumbled and tried pulling her into another kiss but she kept him back with her hands on his chest. He groaned in exasperation and she gave him a sympathetic look.
"We need to go. We need food." He was giving her puppy dog eyes as if that would deter her but he should've known better by now. Once her mind was made up that was it. And as she looked at him with that stubborn cock in her brow that made him wanna scream cause she looked so sexy, he let out another groan and she knew he was accepting his fate.
"Look we can just grab something from the kitchen, we don't have to go-"
"No! No, I wanna take you to breakfast." She nodded at his response.
"I just need to..." he trailed off looking down and she had to surpress her grin. He could see the amusement in her eyes, though he appreaciated the effort not to embarrass him.
"I'm just gonna take a quick shower." She nodded and leaned up to press a quick kiss to his lips.
"Okay, baby. I'll be here."
She gave him a reassuring smile, like she knew he hated parting from her and wanted him to know she wasn't going anywhere. It made butterflies erupt in his stomach again as he made his way to the bathroom, picking up some clothes on the way. She made herself comfortable on his bed and when he reached the door he looked back and saw her there; all pretty in his bed. And he groaned again, having to force himself to leave her there when he wanted nothing more than to fall to his knees and beg her to let him taste her. But he knew she wouldn't. She was stubborn like that.
His shower ended up lasting a good 20 minutes. As cold as it may have been his body still ran hot and he had to take care of himself. Didn't feel great. Getting off by himself in the shower when she was a door away was incredibly frustrating. He managed to cum after a while but it wasn't satisfying.
When he stepped out of the shower he finally took in his appearance in the mirror. The marks that lined his neck were deep purple - she really did a number on him. He nearly got hard again just looking at them; remembering how it felt when she made them. But he resisted. He had to admit he liked having her marks on him. It was silly perhaps but it felt like she had claimed him. He was hers and now he had physical proof of it. He blushed crimson at the thought and shook it off, wrapping a towel around his waist and making his way back to his room. Back to her.
She was sitting on his desk chair when he entered, looking at the pictures on his wall. She smiled when she saw him and his heart fluttered. God, she was beautiful. If he could make her smile every day for the rest of his life he could die a happy man, he'd swear it.
She had been inspecting the pictures above his desk before he came in. She had looked around his room, not snooping just observing. It felt like him. Smelled like him. The photographs were of him and his friends, his sisters and a few of them were location shots - pink and orange hues of a sun setting against the sea, a beautiful beach and moon reflecting on water. They were stunning.
She turned to take him in then and almost cursed because he was all wet and only wearing a towel. The sight of his wet hair slicked back and drops of watter sliding down his skin - she thought this moment should be captured in a photograph. He was stunning. And she was feeling hot all of a sudden. She needed to get it together. Breakfast. That was the plan.
He was ruffling through his closet looking for something to wear when she spoke.
"These are beautiful. Did you take them?" He turned his head to look at the photos she was pointing at.
"Oh. Yeah, I did." He had an almost shy smile on his face as he said it.
"You've got a great eye." She sent him a grin and he couldn't help but reciprocate.
"Why thank you." He laughed and she swore if she could hear that sound every day she wouldn't get sick of it.
He dropped his towel then and put on a pair of boxers and she had to physically turn around not to jump his bones right there. He was so hot it gave her whiplash.
When she turned back around he was wearing pants and fumbling with a shirt. She took in his toned arms and the way his biceps clenched as his hands worked on untangling it. Then her eyes went to the hickeys on his neck and she could feel a burn in her stomach at the sight. He was wearing her marks and it made a little jolt of pride run through her. How silly. But she liked seeing him all marked up. They suited him. So gorgeous.
Her train of thought was broken by him pulling his shirt over his head and she shook hers to clear it. She busied herself with putting her shoes on while he finished getting dressed. The way her body responded to him was getting embarrasing.
He gave her a bright smile as they finished getting dressed and grabbed their stuff to head out. He held his hand out to her, looking sheepish and she grinned as she grabbed his hand. She pulled him into her and before he had a chance to be confused she pulled him down into a sweet kiss. It was warm and intimate and both of them could feel butterflies fluttering around their chests in that moment.
When she pulled back he was looking at her and it was in that second, between the kiss and his eyes, that her feelings hit her - full blast. He looked like he was in love and she had to remind herself to breathe. She needed to chill and stop putting pressure on them both by overthinking. So she let him lead her out of his room, fingers intertwined and hearts too.
Mack was groaning on the couch, clutching his head in his hands when he saw Rafe come down the stairs.
"Bro, what t'hell are you doin' up so ear-" his words broke off when his eyes landed on her. His mouth turned up into a smirk and Rafe let out a heavy sigh, knowing what was about to come.
"Mystery girl!" The volume of his own voice making him wince in pain. No hangover would stop him from busting Rafe's balls though.
"What a lovely surprise." He was half way to getting off the couch when Rafe slapped his hand down on his shoulder - causing his already wobbly legs to give out and he fell back down.
"Dude what the fuck?" He moaned out as Rafe forced a smile and squeezed his shoulder tighter.
"We're just on our way out, actually. Won't be back a while." Rafe quickly spoke and grabbed her hand in his again, ready to pull her out of that door as soon as possible.
Mack was grinning, about to make a no doubt very inappropriate comment, but then his face fell.
"Wait! You'll be back for the thing, yeah?" His voice slightly worried and the obvious confusion on Rafe's face was only feeding into it.
"Thing?"
"The thing! Poker! The poker thing! It's tonight, man!" He was erratic and it took Rafe a second to realize what he was talking about.
"Oh, shit..." Rafe sighed, exasperated. He ran his hands over his face, thinking. How could he get out of this?
"Don't even think about bailing on me, man!" Damn Mack and his ability to see right through him.
"Dude, I just-"
"No!" Mack interrupted, now getting up with significant effort.
"No way. You're not bailing! The whole thing was your idea!"
"I don't think that's techincally true..." Rafe trailed off, but he knew his friend was right.
Theta Poker Night - a new tradition Rafe had suggested when the brothers were trying to find ways to make cash. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Get all the rich kids on campus, pour some good booze and take all their money. A fool proof plan. Untill the man of the hour got distracted by his "Mystery Girl". Mack was not having it.
"Dude you and Aiden are the best players we have and I'm pretty sure Aiden's last win was entirely owed to beginners luck! Do. Not. Blow this for us!" Mack was shaking his shoulders now, trying to convince him he's serious. The stakes were high. The money pot so good. There's absolutely no way Rafe can abandon them now.
Rafe was groaning. This is the last thing he wanted to do today. He wanted to spend the day with her. Not in a sausage fest ripping off frat bros. He wanted to be with her. Just her. Always her. Fucking fuck!
"Mystery Girl!" Mack yelled out facing Jade then.
"Can you please tell your boyfriend he cannot abandon his brothers in their hour of need?"
Y/N had been observing the interaction with feigned nonchallance but infinitely curious. Mildy amused as well, perhaps.
"I'm sorry, are you talking to me?" She pointed to herself and Mack looked at her incredulously.
"Yeah?"
"My name isn't Mystery Girl." She was fucking with him.
"Oh I know. But Rafe refused to tell me your name so that's just what we call you now."
"We?" Y/N questioned, holding back a smirk.
"Yeah. The frat brothers. We have a poll going. My money's on Diana." He gave her a toothy grin, and she knew he was joking.
"How much money are you losing?" She smirked then and he laughed.
"Damn it! Break a guy's heart." Rafe couldn't handle this interaction any longer.
"Yeah it's very funny. But we do need to go now." He pushed Mack away from her and pulled her back towards the door again, hoping to be done with this torture.
"Have him back by four, Mystery Girl!" She chuckled and waved at Mack, throwing out a "No promises." over her shoulder as they finally left the house.
The sweet promise of breakfast and the whole morning together filled them both with warmth and anticipation. His hand in hers fit so well and it made her tummy fill with butterflies as she followed him back to her car. Butterflies. It seemed childish but it rang true. He was trouble and she loved it. He had a blush on his face as they walked hand in hand down the streets, together, for anyone to see. It was making his head spin. She was trouble and he loved it.
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through the dark ㅡ haruto maeda
haruto maeda x gn!reader (for my bby @harus-simp 🫶🏼)
genre : fluff
words : 495
haruto you will be missed my star </3
haruto is a person with high energy. he always made people laugh and made the whole place brighter when he talked. there was just something about him that make everything more fun, carefree, shiny and precious. you loved him for that.
but what you loved the most about him was the fact he was extremely comforting. he was not energetic in a tiring way, it was an energy that put you at ease and made you feel calm. you two would have a very hectic day, running around various places, filling them with your presence and your laughter. and then, at the end of the day, you'd find yourself resting with him in a much quieter state.
today wasn't different. after a day at the amusement park, you two argued to decide at whose place you would sleep. you ended up settling for yours. after a supper filled with teasing and talking about each other's week, you showered one at a time before going to bed.
haruto showered first, waiting for you to finish in your room. when you came back, you let yourself crash onto bed next to him, before crawling to lay your head on his chest. your arms went to hold his torso as his hand went to play with your hair.
"ugh, can't a boy have his personal space?" haruto said, faking annoyance.
"shh." you simply mumbled.
"i won't be silenced, you're gonna have to over my dead bo- ouch!"
before he could go on with his dramaqueen attitude, you bit his arm, caughing him off guard. haruto rolled away from you while you were laughing at his reaction.
"pack it up, luis suárez, why would you bite me" he whined, referencing to the football player known for biting numerous times his opponents.
"are you gonna stay silent now?" you asked with a smile.
haruto rolled his eyes, going back to you. you happily returned to his chest, hugging him tighter this time. it was not the first time you two cuddled, but he always felt the same way. he would always have a swarm of butterflies in his stomach. he would always feel warmer at the idea that you loved him back. he felt vulnerable yet safe. you still felt like a dream after all this time. your legs were tangled together and it will always erase all his concerns for a moment.
you two layed in silence, a silence that spoke volume considering how you could feel his heart beat. you felt yourself drift off, the only in the room being the bedside lamp. haruto's arm seemed like the perfect place for you to be. before you knew it, you were asleep. haruto smiled down and kissed the top of your head. his hand went to turn off the bedside lamp, leaving you two in the dark, where this time, the only light was you. and he didn't need another one.
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HEARTLESS — A BAEKHYUN SERIES!
warnings: stripping, baekhyun eyes reader, edging, fingering, slut shaming, car sex, ceo! sugardaddy! baekhyun, stripper!reader, quick mention of taeyong, plus some more shit
wc: 1,4K words
Dancing at Magic city wasn't the easiest place to work at, Half naked and fully naked girls roamed the place pleasing men.
The music loudly blasted throughout her ears, feeling as if all eyes were on her as her body so delicately moved around the pole, twisting on her heel to lift a single leg up, and wrap it around the pole as she continued her dance.
However, one pair of eyes were on her with a drink in hand the entire night, a regular she thought but god knows there was way more to it then just him being a regular.
Baekhyun had his eyes on her the whole time she graced around the place as if she owned it, a strip club was not the place he thought he would continually find himself in, mot until he saw her body gleaming as it reflected the retro light box that shined from behind her, her eyes were closed and her hair was in those beautiful locs he adored. Nobody had ever caught his eye the way she has, and nobody would believe him if he said that he saw a fucking angel at a strip club
Because that's exactly what he saw in her.
[Y/n] was her name, of course he knew that though, he wanted to know more then just where she worked and what she did, because he swore every move this woman did made him fall under a spell, one that only she could cast of him.
She winked at a man in the crowd and the smirk that was plastered on his face was enough to say his thoughts, and he walked into one of the rooms paying for 20 minutes and he requested her.
"yo, someone requested for you in the back for 20 minutes, room 15.. you know go get cleaned up for it." Said her manager, taeyong as he showed her the board and her eyes widened at the tip he was giving her, $5000 for a private dance?
She nodded and walked into the locker room, seeing her friend, Desiree fixing up her edges.
"Hey des, someone requested me for 20 minutes.. and he tipped a whole lot.." she trailed off and bit her lip before Desiree laughed.
"Fuck him, give him the best fuck ever" And promise just laughed and sprayed another coat of deodorant, and applied a few spritz of perfume.
god be on my side, be him please.
And with that she slowly, but anxiously walked her way into the back of the club, entering the room with her fingerprint and there he was in all of glory, a cigarette between his lips and his legs spread out, smirking as his eyes met hers.
"Hey, princess." He gestured her to come in with his fingers and her breath got caught in her throat, in an instant. She carefully angled every part of him, her eyes stuck at his face, since she'd only see him from the back of the club as everyone else threw money.
She walked to him nonetheless, her hips swaying as she slowly walked towards him and he slid his hand from her thigh to her waist, catching sight of the small pudge on her stomach and his eyes slowly made their way back to hers, eyes boring into hers.
"See, i never do spend this much on anybody but you princess.. you're different. Every night i come here to see you on that pole, moving like its your last day alive.. and that, i don't like." He spoke and she felt taken aback by his words.
"Im sorry, but if you come here to tell me im worth nothing then i'll happily leave-"
"I dont like it because i want to be the only person seeing this pretty body. Nobody but me, you gettin' it now? I want to fuck your pretty little head stupid in front of all those scums" He bored his eyes into hers and every thought of hers disappeared, who is he?
"Im sorry sir, but those scums are the reason all of my bills are getting paid, and the reason im able to eat. Those scums are doing more than you" She clenched her teeth at the audacity, really? classic.
"Ms. Kang and Mr. Kang said wouldn't be too happy about your words now would they, princess?" Her breath caught in her throat and she looked at him with her eyes wide.
"S-sir... what is your name?" She hazily clenched her legs together at his nickname, failing to go unnoticed by him.
"Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun." And her eyes widened, of course she knew him.. he owned the company her parents worked at and he was getting her wet?
"Mr. Byun... As much you're the boss of my parents and i wouldn't dare mess around with their boss, but then again.. please don't tell them? about my job.." She backed away but his hand tightened around her waist, causing her body to stiffen.
"Oh sweetheart, dont worry about a job, or your parents, was planning on firing them" Baekhyun chuckled darkly and her eyes went wide, but before she spoke he hungrily pulled her body towards his in a kiss.
All movement stopped in that moment, letting her lips move in sync with his and whine as he bit down on her lip, causing him to smirk before pulling away, finding herself looking lost.
"Ya know, your body is too pretty to be shown off to some snotty ass old men with no lives, Or do you like that hm? You like all eyes on you, my small attention whore" He smiled darkly and reached into her skirt and ripped her underwear off which caused her to gasp loudly.
"So pretty... shame its not mine, yet." Both sides of his face turned up into a smirk and she looked away from him, but he turned her head back towards him, chuckling as she shed her eyes away. "Don't be shy princess, i won't hurt you"
"I wont touch you unless you let me, i want your consent before anything, say it if you want it." He stared at her waiting for her answer and felt a smile coming to his face once he saw her mouth twitch and she fell under his spell easily, leaning her body towards him and moving his fingers closer to her cunt in anticipation.
"I want this.. i want you, please Baekhyun.. touch me." He smiled at her words and grabbed her by her waist, dragging her out of the room and out of the building, where she was then met with an all black Camaro, and of course he opened the door for her which she happily walked inside of.
"Take those pants off, i wanna play with that pretty little pussy while i take you to your place" He roughly grabbed her skirt and slid it down her legs, her underwear falling down soon after.
"M-My place?- Fuck sir!" She yelped and grabbed onto the chair beneath her once he roughly slid three of his fingers in. She clenched around him tightly and she grinded herself down onto his fingers.
"Scream it, scream my name. i'll roll down these windows and everyone is going to hear you scream my name from that pretty mouth"
She threw her head back, allowing baekhyuns fingers to hit deeper into her as she grinded her body into his fingers, making a knowing smirk appear onto his face.
"Baby feels good? Awe, you like daddys fingers in your sopping little cunt? Cmon, say it" He curled his fingers inside of her, getting soft little whimpers to fall out of her mouth rapidly.
"Love your fingers.. love them in my cunt haechan, love it so much" She let out another loud scream of his name, clenching on his fingers tightly as he pushed his hand deeper into her.
He twisted his fingers in her cunt, feeling her legs twitch as he added one more of his fingers inside of her, smirking at her reaction before he swiftly pulled his fingers out of her as he felt her clench even harder down on him.
"Only good girls can cum, show me your a good girl, and maybe i’ll let you cum” And he pulled out of her without warning as he stopped the car, pulling up right to her house and she whined loudly.
"Thats not right sir? you're edgi-" He cut her off and roughly slammed his lips into hers before she pulled away and opened the car door in anger, stepping out onto the sidewalk.
“You're mine. You're gonna take what i give you, you're my eye candy, also check cashapp once you get home sweet thing” He smiled and drove off, and she pulled out her phone to check her notifications and god behold there it was.
— Baekhyun sent you $5000 — “Thanks for the ride love, (**********) call me :)”
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“your so cute that i need you“
warnings: none, kisses to a whole makeout session,fluff, smut, Top!sunghoon, bottom!sunoo
Today we had to get up early because we had a interview to go to. So were all up getting dressed and putting on clotheths and eveything else. I start to brush my teeth but, i feel slim veiny hands slide on my waist, i look behind me to see who it was as i saw it was sunghoon. “yah~...“ i say as i whine and hit him. “you scared me to death“ i told him “well your not dead are you“ he said looking straight into my eyes. “stopp...“ i whine again as he kept teasing me.
We are now at the interview and the mcs asked me a question “so sunoo, the fans are saying, “why is sunoo so cute?“, could you answer that?“ the mc said. “well... I really dont know to be honest. But i will say that im cute no matter what“ i said smiling while everyone laughing “could you show us a agyeo?“ the mc said as i look and smile again “he doesnt need to. Hes already cute right?“ sunghoon said that made me look at him with my eyes.
I show them a cute face and then my eyes are laid on sunghoon as hes looking back at me. After that, we went back to the dorms and took showers and everything. I went to the kitchen to fix me some ramen and head back to my room after eating.
Im now on my phone just scrolling as i hear my door open and close. I look up and its sunghoon, “sunghoon you have to go back to your room or you'll get caugh...“ i say whispering “well what if i dont want to.“ he said as he got closer to me. “s-sunghoon go t-to your room...“ i say stuttering as her gets even closer to my lips as i turn even red, before i can say a peep he kissed me deeply. “s-sunghoon-“ i can barely say as he goes to my neck. “s-sunghoon... We...cant“ i told him red as a tomato.
“why not?“ i look at him “because what if... One of the members come in and see us..“ i told him and looked down, he picks my chin up and adds “baby...no ones coming in i promise you...“ he says as he goes back to kissing me on my neck “yours so cute...“ he says as he bites my neck. That sended me, “ha~...“ i moan low and quiet as i dont want to make a loud noise. “your so cute...that i need you..“ he said as his voice was deep and raspy on the last part.
I moan again but loud but not to loud. He then puts his hand up my shirt slowly while on my waist and goes up. He goes to my nipple as i take a big swallow when his cold hands touched my nipple and his mouth is on the other. My hand is on my mouth as i want to be quiet as im embarrassed, “baby... I want to hear you..“ he says look up at me.
“no...“ i told him, “c’mon baby...dont say that..“ he told me. I then listen to him and and take my hand from my mouth as i moan a little louder we he travles his hand to my crotch and he massage it.
“were gonna have a nigh... Dont you think.
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Bastion x Lemon hatefuck :3
Adelier was a weapon of a man: hard as a stave, stubborn as a bolt stuck in a clavicle, as piercing about the eyes as the two ugly swords on his back. Upon their first meeting, Bastion had noticed those swords before anything else. A pair of them? Even a spellwright knew it was foolish to have both hands harried by weapons rather than carry a blade and buckler, or parrying knife. Was the idiot so arrogant?
“Where is he?” Bastion asked today, entering the side chapel designated for their meeting and seeing only the Soud, “I don’t have time for you.”
“I’ll have to do,” Adelier answered, flickering his attention from a newspaper to the entering Black Tongue. Bastion felt well-sodden by those hateful, piss-coloured eyes. “Besides,” he continued, “There’s nothing left for him to say to you. The plot is settled, the date is in stone, and unless you’ve lost your nerve or decided you can’t do what’s demanded, what more is there to discuss?”
“Payment,” snapped Bastion, “I would have all of it. Now.”
“Creditors breathing down your neck?”
“Something like that.” Bastion fingered the torc at his throat, habitually moved to readjust it. Of course the yoke of Silver hadn’t budged in ten years. Its reaching wires made themselves known; the familiar sting and tug beneath his skin. Adelier regarded it, and his contempt was searing.
“The arrangement’s settled, Ilgan Yag. Remove yourself from this sacred place if you’re only here to whinge for coin like a needy whore.”
“I have expenses,” said Bastion reasonably, ”I’d as well explain cookery to a coon hound as my art to some pissmop soldier, but I must procure an assistant and several rare Materials. This operation will not be as simple as retooling a fucking plod mask.”
Something ticked in the Soud’s jaw; some twitch of emotion that would have lost him money at the gambling hall. Bastion laughed to see it. Two swords. Two swords! “Write it all out,” Adelier said, swallowing, and dropping his eyes, “I will pass it along.”
The sudden vulnerability was a heady fragrance pulling Bastion forward; a break in the impatient soldier’s facade. The boy was so young, really. Soud were an opaque people, but still transparent in their way. There was no subtle dance of etiquette to tease out their age. It was always naked on their face and their body. This Soud was so, so young - a green hedgeapple, hard, wooden, but newly formed and far from ripe. Bastion wanted to bare his teeth against him, see how hard he’d have to bite down to break skin.
He crossed the room. As he walked, Bastion felt wires crinkle like hands around his hips. Did the wires trace his movements? Or were they strings commanding his puppet limbs? Ah, how long had it been since the difference was even discernible!
Coiled, Adelier didn’t flinch as Bastion neared. The Black Tongue raised his hand and faintly touched the curve of his wicked nails to the sharp plane of the other man’s cheek. Adelier looked like he wanted to strike him, but Bastion knew he wouldn’t. He was needed. “I like you much better,” he laughed, tucking a few strands of blond behind his ear, “She does not share my opinion, but that only makes me like you more. You would have been a Black Tongue in another life. You’d sacrifice anything to get what you want. You would become anything it needed you to become.”
“It’s not about what I want.”
Bastion sighed and rolled his eyes to the ceiling. “You don’t have a very high opinion of Ssael, do you? Is he so helpless that you must do all his work for him? You must scheme and plot and guess at his wishes rather than trust him to operate in his own time frame?”
“Such trust easily becomes an excuse for inaction and sloth. I’ve seen it in Shadwe Grandvin-”
Bastion murmured something just beyond audibility, and darted forward as Adelier spasmed backwards. The soldier reached for one of those ugly swords but Bastion’s pymary was too swift. The Soud’s muscles seized up, his yellow eyes fluttered, and Bastion caught him like a knight catching a swooning damsel in one of those ridiculous courtyard plays. He slid a knee forward so Adelier bonelessly straddled it as he dropped, and then Bastion collapsed his lips atop his own.
Purple weed, wine, warm and sweaty masculinity. Bastion drank deeply of him, crushing his shoulders to the chapel wall and grinding his prick against his knee. Adelier didn’t return the kiss but he made no noise of protest either. Bastion felt him straining against the brief paralysis, left strength enough only to brace his legs and back, but even his head listed on his neck. Bastion seized his face. He dragged his teeth over his cheek, bit his jaw hard enough to mark it, chewed the rough late afternoon gold sprouted there and reflected on its flavour.
“I’ll take fine care of you,” Bastion whispered, exulting. The soldier’s lips were turning blue. His paralyzed frame couldn’t draw a breath, “You and your... one... two...” Bastion worked his knee thoughtfully against the other’s crotch and snorted with mirth, ”Three swords.”
Desperation seized the Soud in a violent paroxysm. Bastion ended the spell. A trail of inky nothingness broke from his body like his shadow, and Bastion sailed away upon it, leaving the Soud to drop to his knees and gasp for air.
"I'll arrange an invoice, then~"
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Were you ever in love with a boy before you met Kino? What do you think your friends in Mexico would think of Kino? And what do you think Kino would think of Mexico? 🇲🇽🌮
Ariadna: *akwardly caughs* I-I…!
Ariadna: *Looks around and makes sure no one's arounds*
Ariadna: Y-Yes, two to be exact *blushes*
Ariadna: My first love, you could say, was in junior highschool. His name was Isaac. He was a freind of mine, he was calm, introvert, had a nice smile, mostly quiet, preferred stay at home and was always nice to me. I really liked him for a long time… for almost 5 years! Sadly, I never confessed to him and the last thing I knew was a baseless rumor that he had started dating a classmate… I never knew if that was true though. It was very painful to me…
Ariadna: Then, I came here and I didn't care about love. All I wanted was to survive! But… Y-You could say I did have a tiny c-crush on a certain somone… *whispering* S-Shin.
Ariadna: We did have various things in common, and thanks to him I got to know the truth about my family's past and who I truly was. If things hadn't ended the way they did... M-Maybe my crush might have evolved into something more? I wouldn't know honestly. He endeed up ruining things and I don't want to be near him anymore! He scared me and I really avoid him now!
Ariadna: That's a very interesting question~ I think that the thing they would be more surprised about… would be me actually showing up with a boyfriend *giggles*.
Ariadna: I mean, I never had any relationship before meeting Kino. I really wanted one and I've always wanted to marry and form a family, you know? But for one reason or another, I never got one. When I fell for Kino and we started to be a couple officially… I couldn't be any happier~
Ariadna: Now, after the shock of having a boyfriend... they'll definitely tease him. We are mexicans, that's what we do *laughs*, they'll tease him with the language to frustrate him, they'll try to teach him and have a blast if Kino gets something wrong or confuses any word, they'll force him to try mexican food to see his reactions or such! Then, they'll try to know ALL the details, I assure you! How we met, what we like about each other, our plans, EVERYTHING they can. It would be very tiring for both of us… specially me being the only translator ^^'.
Ariadna: My besties will DEFINETELY tease me about how handsome he is, how I made my dream of having a tall boyfriend came true and as a plus him being a foreigner and even how stylish Kino is. He'll stand out, that's for sure. You don't get to see a guy like Kino everyday and he'll sure make an impression.
Ariadna: And about Kino's opinion regarding Mexico? I wouldn't know for sure. Mexico is beautiful, but also contrastating. You see the differences between upper and lower classes, the coexistance of tradition and modernity and overall everything is SO MUCH different from what he's used to in Japan. The loadness, the people, the food, the disorder... yep, a little of everything. He does have an idea of Mexico thanks to me, but he has never shown any signs of liking or disliking it, so I wouldn't know.
Ariadna: BUT! I can assure you one thing: he'll like the most the huge variety guayaba products he'll find. He'll drink guayaba Boing non stop and I think he'll enjoy most of the things I could show him. Mexico has lots of things to offer that I can see suiting Kino's taste… I do wonder if this would ever be a possibility though… It would be nice.
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I’m always talking about Son Joon Gi but Lee Sung Min is just another level too! This man is just soooo human, he’s greed, and mean, and distrustful, but he also laugh, is happy and while it break his heart about what is happening to his family, he also knows that is how things work, because they came from him.
So he recognize very well the greed and the ruthless in his children, what he doesn’t see in them its his strenght and persistence. And of course they do not have that, they were born with a golven spoon! They never work hard for anything in their life! While Do Jun came from another background, just like him (from his other life, not the this one)
They both have similar origins in that way. That’s why Do Jun saw him as a hero in his previous life.It's the good old meritocracy logic.
Anyway, back to Lee Sung Min.
I love how his acting is all about his silence and his quiet words. It makes quite the impact when he lose his temper. This scene in particuly, it caugh me off guard his tenderness. It made me realize that, in the end, I don’t hate this powerful chairman. And it is very easy to hate him, so that’s on Lee Sung Min and the writer doing a wonderful work.
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The Suspicious Colleague
Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke
Word Count: 1.4k
Summary: Someone suspects something
Rating: General Audiences
Category: Fluff, Angst
It was the first time Victoria had sat in an official board meeting as Ethan had wanted the entire team there to listen to what was being discussed.
Victoria felt like a small fish in a really big pond as she sat amongst a sea of doctors, some with years of experience on her.
She had read about these doctors in her med school books, now she was sat along side them, watching and listening as they talked about things only the brightest minds could decipher.
Out of the corner of her eye, Victoria saw Ethan looking over at her, she turned her head and made eye contact, as he offered her a small smile. Victoria smiled back, feeling warmth radiate through her.
As Victoria looked away, she felt another pair of eyes on her, she turned to see June look at her before flicking her eyes back to the front.
The interaction made Victoria nervous. She had already caught June with her employee file earlier on in the day. And Victoria didn’t buy the excuse she gave her.
In her short time on the team, Victoria had come to realise that her colleague was cunning and if she wanted something, she wouldn’t allow anyone to be in her way. Ethan had already told her how she used to follow Naveen around and make treatment plans for his cases.
But it was the one thing she had said to Victoria that made her wary of her. That no matter who had stepped into that diagnostics room on that first day, June would have cozied up to them to level the playing field.
It made Victoria feel used, like she was a pawn in the game June was playing.
The rest of the meeting passed by quite quickly. Victoria grabbed her notes and headed out the conference room.
“Doctor Clarke!” Ethan’s voice said from behind her. Victoria turned to see Ethan catching up with her.
“Doctor Ramsey.” Victoria nodded.
“That was a very abrupt exit.”
Victoria raised an eyebrow. “I’m a very busy lady.”
Ethan chuckled. “I have no doubts about that. That’s why you were the best intern.”
“Did you need something?”
“No. I just want to check you were okay.” Ethan said.
“I’m perfectly okay. You might want to keep your distance though, since that’s very important to you.” Victoria replied. It was a tad tongue in cheek. But she was simply doing what he had asked from the beginning.
Ethan blinked, that wasn’t the reply he was expecting. “Well, as long as you’re fine.”
“As I’ve already said, I’m fine.”
Ethan took one last look at her before walking off back for the office. It was then that Victoria noticed June stood a few feet away, watching them both.
Before Victoria could act, June turned her back and headed in the opposite direction.
Victoria knew she would have to confront her.
But what she would say, was something she needed to think over.
Victoria had been trying to track down June all day. It was like she was avoiding her on purpose, like June knew Victoria was onto her.
Victoria was starting to become nervous. June having her employee file and the eye contact in the meeting had left her concerned about what her colleague was up to.
Victoria shook off those thoughts and focused on the chart in her hand, she was working a long shift at the free clinic, doing her bit for the people with nowhere else to go.
“Doctor Clarke.” A voice said. Victoria looked up and saw Ethan stood in front of her.
“Are you following me? That’s twice in two days you’ve come and found me.” Victoria replied.
“You might not like it but I can tell something is on your mind. I can read you like a book Victoria.” Ethan said.
Victoria sighed. “It’s gonna sound silly out loud.”
“Nothing you ever say is silly. Apart from thinking I named my dog after a talentless nobody.” Ethan said.
Victoria laughed. “That was a good guess though.”
“It was terrible. Now tell me what’s wrong.”
Victoria put her chart down. “June knows about us.”
Ethan blinked. “What do you mean?”
“What do you think? I caught her with my employee file the other day, she said you needed it. She made eye contact with my during the meeting. And afterwards after you had walked away. She’s onto us, she knows. And I don’t know what she’s going to do next.” Victoria explained.
Ethan’s face was unreadable. “June has absolutely nothing to work with. Neither you or I have given her any inclination to believe there is… was something going on between us.”
“But why would she have my employee file?” Victoria asked.
“June has always studied everyone who walks through those doors. She always looks for something to use to her advantage.”
“And in my case, it’s the ethics hearing.” Victoria realised. “But she didn’t disapprove of me standing up for myself. She was impressed with it.”
“She could be saving face. There’s only one thing we can do.”
Victoria looked up at that. “What’s that?”
“We tell the appropriate people about us. June should not be accessing your file unless she has good reason to.” Ethan said.
“And by appropriate people?” Victoria asked.
“Naveen. He is chief. And I doubt he would disapprove. He has known for longer than he makes out. He won’t have a problem with us.”
“Okay, we’ll do that tomorrow. I just want it sorted.” Victoria sighed.
Ethan put a gentle hand on her shoulder, an even gentler smile on his face. “We will Victoria, I promise you.”
The look in his eyes was sincere and genuine, he meant every word.
And Victoria knew he would do anything to take away the uncertainty she was feeling.
Victoria was stood outside Naveen’s office waiting for Ethan, she was incredibly nervous, twisting her anxiety ring on her finger in a bid to keep calm.
Deep down, she knew Naveen wouldn’t have a problem with what they were about to tell him. According to Ethan, he had an inclining when they went to Miami last year.
“There’s really no need to be nervous.” Ethan said as he walked up to Victoria.
“Easier said than done.”
Ethan took her hand in his, gently squeezing it. “I know. But we can do this together.”
Victoria nodded. Ethan knocked a couple of times on the door before pushing it open, he didn’t even dare wait to see if Naveen was free, it was like he already knew.
“Ah my two favourite people! What being you to my office?” Naveen smiled from his desk.
“We need to talk to you about something.” Ethan said.
“And what is that?”
“Victoria and I… there was something going on between us. And we think June has found out somehow. She had Victoria’s employee file with her a few days ago, saying that I needed it.”
Naveen listened carefully, eyes flicking between Ethan and Victoria, a small smile on his face when he focused on Victoria. “I see. And is there still something going on between you two?”
“Well-“ Victoria began but she was cut off by Ethan before she could say another word.
“No. We’re not. Which is why I want this matter sorted as soon as possible.” Ethan said.
“Very well. Leave it with me. I’ll make sure this is handled in the best way possible.” Naveen replied.
“Thank you.” Ethan said as he and Victoria left Ethan’s office.
“That was rather straight to the point.” Victoria said as they shut the office door behind them.
“It’s a simple matter that he can resolve.” Ethan shrugged.
“Yeah… although you were rather quick to say we weren’t together.” Victoria said.
“Well we aren’t. But maybe I didn’t need to be quite so blunt.”
That wasn’t the answer Victoria was hoping for but she wasn’t about to argue in the middle of the hallway. “Quite. I’m going back to work.” Victoria said as she headed back down to the atrium.
She could feel Ethan’s eyes burning into the back of her head as she walked off, it wasn’t until she got to the end of the corridor that she turned around, he was looking at her, a soft smile on his face. Victoria smiled back before she walked further on.
They were still dancing between the unknown, despite Ethan saying otherwise. She knew he didn’t want to give his mentor anymore satisfaction than he already had the last time. Maybe one day, Victoria would get him to see that it wouldn’t be so bad what they had, that it could last a lifetime if he let it.
But for now, they had to stay apart, and it was killing Victoria knowing it had to be this way.
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I love that I was diagnosed with nocturia was always a dream of mine to be diagnosed with some kind of incontinence. Right now officially I’m medical records I am a chronic bed wetter who also has mixed incontinence during the day as well. I have doctors orders to wear diapers at night every single night for the rest of my life and/or any other time I think I’m going to need them. Since then I have let the over active constant bathroom break problem of mine go, if I have to go I don’t try and stop the leaking and will still head to the bathroom but the whole time I am secretly hoping I won’t make it. This has happened pretty often lately . I have become very brave I think, being completely ok with loosing all bladder control and making it so. I don’t think it’ll be a hard jump considering I do leak when I caugh, laugh , run , jump or what ever, I do have sudden urges to go, I always leak a little after I go I never fully empty and then sure enough a few minutes after going to the bathroom I always end up peeing on myself a little bit. At this point since I made the decision to tell my doctor and become diagnosed I am loving having these issues and am completely ok with being embarrassed in public when I accidentally wet my pants because I do have real forms of the incontinence I have listed , just not as bad as I said , my hope is that it will be and worse so that I can have zero shame about having accidents in public , and then being in diapers 24/7 on doctors orders for the rest of my life. It’s very much a good exciting and not for nothing I never knew how enjoyable it actually is to have an accident in public where you just completely wet your pants to the point that there is a puddle on the ground or floor. Most recent I held it and held it and didn’t think about having to hold it, I just held it til I couldn’t hold it any more and my body decided it was time to go. I knew I would end up wetting my pants in public I just wasn’t sure when it would happen. I was out fishing and had had to pee since before I put the kayak in the water and was out for a couple of hours before I went back and was unloading my kayak and then reloading all my gear into the truck when I had a couple little leaks when extending to do something or lifting the kayak (only 44 pounds but with some stress incontinence it was more than enough for a couple good leaks lol) then as I was lifting my kayak onto my little suv I felt it coming , I was able to get it strapped down just as I felt myself completely wet my pants , and there was someone right there just sitting in a lawn chair watching me load up then have an accident with a huge puddle forming at my feet. That was awesome and very authentic. I think I’m going to keep it up til I have absolutely nothing to do with it and it just happens . Then maybe my wife will ask some employee somewhere if we could use the bathroom in order for her to get me cleaned up and into a diaper. I’m actually really excited for that day in public when she asks to use the family room in order to change her husbands diapers. I just think it would be the best to be able to be so free and open with it. I really think we should be coming out the closet a little bit more than we are. The LGBTQ community is out there why can’t we be? Or maybe they can add us in on the letters maybe?? LGBTQ,ABDL . We should really bring ourselves together a bit more and have more events maybe even ABDL pride parades . I would be right on the front lines for that even though I won’t be only a diaper lover at that point but a diaper dependent incontinent diaper lover . ABDL for ever and always . Can’t wait til I am 100% incontinent , yes I do like to mess my diapers now and again but no I wasn’t planning to be fecal incontinent also , however if that’s what it took for me to be diaper dependent was for me to need them for everything or not need them at all , then I guess sign me up for wet and dirty diapers for the rest of my life because I am very committed to it, feel like I was never supposed to be taken out of diapers to begin with.
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The Hunt - Status Update
Hello everyone! I finished POV 1 today and to celebrate it, have a sneak peek from what’s coming!
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Before anyone could say anything else, a loud, running noise came to their ears. Oikawa’s enhanced hearing caugh it first, which made him look toward the door and the hallway with a frown. Iwaizumi saw his boyfriend’s look and also turned to watch, confused about what could be going on. His radio was on his belt, but no one had said anything through it for a while now. Yahaba saw the alphas’ changing mood before hearing the noise himself. He started to push his chair back so he could stand up and be ready for any threat that could come through the door. Keiji was the only one not affected by the noise as he frowned at the others, confused. Then he realized what it was and waved a hand, dismissively.
“Don’t worry, it’s just Bokuto-san.” - he said.
“Bokuto?” - Oikawa looked at him confused. “I mean, I know he is loud, but this actually sounds like Lion King’s gnu’s stampede.”
“The what?” - Yahaba asked, totally confused.
“It’s from a movie. We can watch it another time.” - Oikawa dismissed the issue with a wave.
Less than a minute late, Bokuto was running inside the dining hall as if he was being chased by demons. His eyes were wide and his breathing accelerated, the front of his uniform had some drops of water and his hair was all around the place.
“Bokuto, what’s wrong? Why the rush, bud?” - Iwaizumi asked, an eyebrow raised.
Bokuto didn’t answer, but his eyes sparkled and a huge smile spreaded across his face when he saw that Keiji was still in the room. “You’re here! Have you had breakfast yet?” - he asked, eagerly.
Keiji nodded. “We have just finished it, Bokuto-san, thank you for asking.” - he said politely, but frowned as he saw the alpha’s demeanor shrink instantly. “I-I mean… did you want to eat with us?” - the omega asked, slowly.
Bokuto pouted and crossed his arms, looking toward the floor. “I wanted to serve your breakfast.” - he muttered sadly.
“Hey! What do you mean by that!?” - Oikawa scowled at the other alpha. “You know that’s my job today. Are you trying to get my job so that Captain can make me do something else!?”
Bokuto frowned at the brunette. “Dude, I couldn’t care less! I just wanted to serve Keiji! I was even punished by Captain already, I don’t care if you get one as well!”
Oikawa squeaked, outrageously, but Iwaizumi cut his incoming argument. “What did you do to get punished already? It’s not even 10 in the morning?” - he asked with a frown.
Bokuto just pouted again and looked at the floor without answering. “He spoke over Keiji, apparently.” - Yahaba was the one to answer, sitting back down on his chair after realizing there was no imminent threat.
“Ha! Rookie mistake, stupid owl!” - Oikawa laughed.
“Shut up!” - Bokuto hissed back.
“Alright, you two, don’t start.” - Iwaizumi said, then he turned to Bokuto. “That’s a bathroom wash. Don’t tell me you were running away from it? You know that whenever Captain finds out-...”
Iwaizumi was cut by a loud, long beep noise that echoed around the room. “What’s that?” - Yahaba asked, the last third of his tart still in his hand. Keiji was frowning as well, trying to understand where the sound was coming from. It wasn’t painfully loud, but annoying enough to get everyone’s attention.
“It’s the base’s internal sound system.” - Iwaizumi answered, but when the omegas frowned at him, he pointed to the electronic panel on the side of the room’s door. “Do you see the panel where the light switch is? There are three dots with different colors where the red one is lit? That indicates that someone is about to make an announcement.”
“From where?” - Keiji asked.
“From anywhere around the base, basically.” - Oikawa said with a shrug. “Every room in the common areas and the hallways on the bedrooms’ ward has a panel like that. Usually it’s used when someone needs to make an announcement to be heard by everyone inside the base. In case of emergencies, attacks, surprise inspections, or stuff like that.”
“And right now I believe it’s about a manhunt.” - Iwaizumi said as he looked at Bokuto, who shrinked even more on himself.
“Attention all units, attention all units.” - a voice sounded around. “Does anyone have eyes on Bravo? I repeat. Does anyone have eyes on Bravo?” - Bokuto squeaked in terror as Oikawa and Iwaizumi deadpanned at him after hearing the question.
“Jeez, it sounds just like he’s speaking right in here.” - Yahaba said.
“Why are the colors changing from red to yellow?” - Keiji asked, suddenly curious about the device.
“That’s because of the speakers connected to the panel.” - Iwaizumi told Yahaba and pointed to a couple speakers on different sides of the room, then he turned to answer Keiji. “Red light indicates someone is about to make an announcement, while the yellow one shows that the message is being broadcasted to all areas of the base.”
“And the green one lits up when the message is directed to the room in question.” - Oikawa added, then he reached out to take his radio from his belt. “Which will probably happen right now, so keep watching.”
“Wait!” - Bokuto jumped at the brunette to stop him from taking the radio out. “Don’t snitch on me! I promise I did nothing wrong!”
“Hey! Let go!” - Oikawa said while wrestling with Bokuto who was holding onto his arm to prevent him from taking the radio out. “You know we can’t cover for you! That will get us punished as well, you know the rules!”
“You’re the one always saying that we need to fight oppression together!” - Bokuto argued, using his strength to hold Oikawa’s arms away from the radio.
“That’s when oppression’s coming my way, I won’t cover for you just to put my ass on the line!” - Oikawa said, trying to push Bokuto away from him.
“I repeat, does anyone have eyes on Bravo? This is code yellow. It will be your last warning.” - the voice echoed again.
“What’s code yellow?” - Yahaba asked.
“It’s a reminder that, by today’s rules, anyone that covers for another alpha by either lying or not answering the Captain’s call will be punished with two bathroom wash and one storeroom inventory.” - Iwaizumi said as he pulled his own radio from his belt while the other alphas were still tossing and turning around the dining room. “And it also establishes that every squad member has to call in to share intel on the matter being asked. No exceptions.”
Keiji frowned. “How many punishments did he come up with?”
Iwaizumi snorted. “He is quite creative, believe me.”
The radio on Iwaizumi’s hand made a static noise at that, then a new voice came. “This is Alpha speaking from the south entrance. No signs of Bravo here, over.” - Asahi’s call echoed.
“Kilo from the bedroom’s ward, no signs of the missing owl. Over.” - Kuroo’s voice came next.
“Not here!” - the third call was more of a pissed growl than a proper reply, but they managed to distinguish Kyoutani’s voice clearly.
Iwaizumi started to move the radio closer to his face so that he could answer, but Bokuto squeaked in terror. “NO! Don’t do it!” - he started to move toward Iwaizumi but Oikawa jumped onto his back and leached onto him like a koala, almost knocking both of them to the ground.
“Sorry bud, you know the rules.” - Iwaizumi said to Bokuto, unfazed by all the ruckus. “Tooru and I can give you a head start if you want to run, but I’ll call it in.”
“But I can’t run! Keiji’s here!” - Bokuto cried out and Keiji blinked at him, surprised, while Yahaba only snorted, amused with the terror the Captain was able to hold against the sentinels.
Iwaizumi only shrugged before opening the channel on his radio. “This is India speaking from the dining hall. Bravo’s here, over.” - he said as Bokuto yelled a dramatic Nooo…
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So... did you like it?
I hope everyone is doing well and I am sorry for how long this is taking. But POV 1 is done and I don’t think POV 2 is going to be very long, but POV 3, oohh, that’s where the magic is taking place!
Kudos to you all and until nect time! Be safe people!
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Here is another one shot that came to me while posting Me Too Pally. Forever. Roy and the kids finally move in.
D'brary
The last box was taken from the final truckload. After nearly a year of hard work, Roy and the kids were finally moving in. Johnny held the door open as he carried the box through the door. His brilliant smile as Roy passed caused his heart to do a little flip. He'd stop and kiss his partner till his wasn't the only dancing heart, but the box he was carrying was awkward and heavy.
He carried it into a room that they hadn't settled yet between them if they were calling it a den or a library. They'd both flip flopped on the name, preferring one over the other at different times. Roy suspected that they didn't agree because the playful arguments were fun.
And making up was funner.
He glanced at his partner as he put the box down and saw by the glint in Johnny’s eye that he was thinking the same thing.
"Want to argue first?" Roy said mischievously. Johnny launched himself into Roy’s personal space.
"Library." He growled, before kissing Roy’s 'den' out of his mouth. Followed by all his laughter. Finally Roy caugh he Johnny’s lower lip in his teeth.
"Lofth youfh." He said, and felt the lip try to stretch into a grin.
This time it was Roy's stomach that growled, drawing muffled laughter from Johnny. He sighed as he let go of the lip. Johnny pulled Roy closer and they just held on tight for a few minutes.
"I still can't believe this is real sometimes." Johnny murmured against Roy's neck. The warm breath against his skin made Roy shiver. He tightened his grip on his lover.
"Same here." Roy whispered as his stomach gave another loud rumble. He was holding Johnny so close that he felt as well as heard it. Johnny threw back his head and laughed.
"Come on Pally. I'll make you a big welcome home sandwich." Johnny said, pulling Roy along behind him as he headed for the kitchen. "It'll give you strength for later."
Roy laughed along with his partner.
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They didn't resume their argument after lunch, but by unspoken agreement, returned to the unnamed room to unpack boxes.
There was one place on the mantle that Johnny refused to allow Roy to put anything.
"Why not? That will look good there!" Roy had argued.
"Now just you wait, Roy! You'll see! It's a surprise!" Was all Johnny would say.
When all the boxes were empty, and the room arranged to their mutual satisfaction, they flopped together on the couch, wishing it wasn't the middle of summer so they could have a fire roaring in the fireplace. Roy rested his head on Johnny’s shoulder.
"Are you ever going to tell me what goes in that spot?"
"Oh yeah!" Johnny laughed as he bounded from his seat and thundered upstairs.
"You break something, I'm gonna kill you!" Roy shouted.
"Aw Roy!" Johnny hollered back. "I didn't know you cared."
"I don't. Just don't want to be partnered with Brice!"
"A good review of the rules every now and then is good for ya, Pally." Johnny said as he burst back through the door. "Besides, old lead butt isn't that bad."
"You're all heart." Roy’s loving smile belied the sarcasm behind the words. Johnny smiled back softly before looking down at the package he held in his hand. It was wrapped in brown paper and Roy could see the stamp of a local frame shop.
Johnny sat slowly down bedside Roy, chewing his lip nervously.
"Junior?" Roy asked softly.
"I…" He trailed off uncertainly. "I was... maybe this isn't a good idea?"
Roy reached out and ran his fingers through Johnny’s hair, an achingly beautiful look of love in his blue eyes.
"Johnny…" Roy whispered. "I love you."
Johnny laughed.
"I know you do! I just…" He gave Roy a searching, thoughtful look. "Here. Maybe if you open it, I can explain it."
Roy did, and sat staring down at its contents.
"I know you've struggled with what you did, what you had to do in Vietnam. But you did a lot of great things there too. You deserve to be proud of that, Roy. I am proud of you." Johnny took one of Roy's hands. "So when your mom showed me these, I asked if I could have them. To frame them and give them to you."
Roy sat quietly with his head bowed over the beautiful shadow box that held his service medals.
"Roy," Johnny continued quietly as he gently stroked Roy's hair, "I know you have done a lot of healing, but if this is too much, we can put it away until you're ready. And if you-"
Roy cut Johnny off by standing abruptly. Johnny stood slowly as well, worried that he couldn't see Roy's eyes. Slowly Roy walked to the mantle, to the space Johnny had so carefully saved, and put the box in its place. He stood staring at it in silence for a few minutes while Johnny fidgeted, worried he'd done the wrong thing.
Just as slowly, Roy turned back to Johnny. As he did, something changed in his bearing. He stood straighter, his shoulders squared and his head held high. His eyes blazed with pride.
"You're right, Johnny." He said. "Thank you."
Johnny let out the breath he didn't know he was holding, almost crumpling with relief.
"How did I get so lucky?" Roy asked, a smile in his voice.
"Lucky?" Johnny asked, adorably confused.
"To be loved by you. You, who gave me such a wonderful gift to go in this beautiful library."
Roy kissed Johnny's 'den' into something more interesting and arousing.
Later, as they floated in their blissful afterglow, stretched together on their couch, Johnny lifted his head and looked around the room.
"You know, Roy?" He murmured as he dropped his head again and nuzzled into Roy's neck. "Maybe we should call it the D'brary."
Roy laughed his partner awake, and when he was given an indignant scowl, made up with him all over again.
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