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More Than Neighbors

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Content: M/M Vore, Oral Vore, Endo, Digestion, Melting Digestion, Multiple Instances of Vore, burping

The sun cast a warm glow over the new neighborhood as Jake and Andrew arrived at their freshly leased apartment. The building, a quaint three-story structure, stood proudly with a coat of welcoming beige paint. As they stepped inside, the scent of fresh paint tickled their noses—a sign that this place was truly their canvas to fill.

The apartment had a cozy charm, with sunlight streaming through the large windows that adorned the living room. The kitchen, though compact, exuded a functional elegance, complete with gleaming appliances and granite countertops. A promising beginning to their life together.

With an exchange of glances and a shared smile, Jake and Andrew embarked on a rhythm of unpacking. The air was charged with the excitement of new beginnings. The sound of cardboard boxes being shuffled and furniture being arranged reverberated through the apartment.

Jake's lively voice, filled with enthusiasm, echoed, "Babe, I'm thinking the couch should go right here, what do you say?"

Andrew, a bit more measured in his responses, replied, "Yeah, that works. Gives a nice view of the TV and opens up the space."

Their shared brainstorming intertwined with the mundane yet significant task of setting up their home. Little did they know that this cozy abode would soon become the stage for a more unconventional kind of interaction with their neighbor. Or, at the very least, one that Jake attempted to hide really well.

"I'd love to stay and help, but I've got to go to work. Maybe wait on the heavier tasks till I'm back home, and set up what you can until then," Andrew suggested, a hint of regret in his voice as duty called him away.

Jake nodded, a teasing grin playing on his lips. "Sure thing, babe. I'll leave the heavy lifting for when my strong man is back in action." He winked playfully, earning a chuckle from Andrew.

As Andrew prepared to head out the door, Jake couldn't resist a mischievous comment, "Thinking of greeting our neighbors later. You know, being the friendly new guy in the building."

Andrew shot him a sidelong glance, his lips curling into a smirk. "Just don't get into any trouble. And no overly friendly offers, alright?" he quipped.

Jake feigned innocence, a twinkle in his eye. "Who, me? Never!" he teased, giving Andrew a quick peck on the cheek before sending him off to work with a playful swat on the butt. "Hey, I just want to make sure we're on good terms with everyone around here. Plus, who knows, maybe they're super cool."

With a peck on Jake's cheek, Andrew replied, "Alright, social butterfly. Do us proud. See you later, okay?"

"Sure thing. Have a good day at work!" Jake replied, continuing the mundane task of unboxing their many sentimental objects for the next hour.

Jake took a moment in the shiny new bathroom, adjusting his hair and shirt. He wanted to make a good first impression, not just for himself but also for Andrew. With a deep breath, he looked at himself in the mirror, nodding as if giving himself a mental pep talk.

Feeling ready, Jake strolled out of the apartment, locking the door behind him, and headed for the next door. It felt a bit odd, making the rounds so soon, but he figured it was better to know his neighbors sooner rather than later.

Arriving at the door, he took another moment, clearing his throat and then knocked twice. The anticipation was a mix of nerves and excitement, not knowing who would answer the door.

The door creaked open, revealing a man with a dad bod, dressed in a blue gym shirt that depicted a muscular guy lifting, paired with black shorts. The shirt hugged his form in a way that accentuated his physique rather than hiding it, and the casual attire only added to the relaxed charm he exuded. This was Thomas, the neighbor Jake was about to get to know.

"Hey there!" Thomas greeted, a friendly smile on his face. "You must be the new neighbor. I'm Thomas." He extended a hand, a firm handshake revealing the calluses of someone who might hit the gym often.

"Jake," he replied, returning the handshake. "Nice to meet you, Thomas."

Thomas chuckled a bit, the friendly tone still lingering. "Likewise, Jake. So, what brings you to this side of the building?"

Jake shifted slightly, feeling a bit shy under Thomas's friendly gaze. "Just moved in with my boyfriend, Andrew, next door. Thought I'd say hi to the neighbors."

"Ah, the happy couple! Welcome to the neighborhood," Thomas said, rubbing his chin playfully. "You know, you're lucky to have me as a neighbor. I'm like the unofficial welcoming committee around here."

Jake grinned, finding Thomas's confidence oddly endearing. "Well, lucky us then. Thanks for the warm welcome."

Thomas leaned against the door frame, his demeanor casual but with a hint of self-assuredness. "No problem at all. Say, why don't you come in? I was just about to make some tea. A little neighborly chat won't hurt."

Jake hesitated for a moment but couldn't resist the friendly offer. "Sure, why not? Tea sounds good."

The apartment had a pleasant aroma of warmth and familiarity as Thomas led Jake in. It was a cozy space with an inviting feel, making Jake feel a bit more at ease. Thomas moved effortlessly to the small kitchenette, pulling out two cups and preparing tea.

"Here you go, Jake," Thomas said, handing over one of the steaming cups. "I've got a knack for tea, so enjoy."

"Thanks," Jake replied, taking a sip, the warmth of the tea comforting in his hands. "You've got a nice place here."

Thomas grinned, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Yeah, it's my little bachelor pad. Not as neat as it could be, but it's home."

They exchanged pleasantries, Jake finding himself drawn to Thomas's charismatic demeanor. The conversation flowed easily, with Thomas expressing genuine interest in getting to know his new neighbor. At one point, Jake couldn't help but voice a thought that had been lingering in his mind.

"You know, Thomas, you're a pretty interesting guy," Jake said, a playful glint in his eyes. "And, well, quite attractive."

Thomas's response was a cocky smirk, as if he'd expected the compliment. "I get that a lot, and for good reason."

Jake blushed slightly, his admission out in the open. "I hope I'm not being too forward or anything. It's just, you seem like a cool guy."

Thomas chuckled, the cocky edge still present. "No worries, Jake. I can handle a compliment. And cool? I'll take it. We'll have to hang out more, get to know each other better. Maybe introduce me to that boyfriend of yours."

Jake nodded, feeling a warmth spreading through him. "Yeah, that sounds great. Andrew would love to meet you, I'm sure."

With that, the conversation continued, the two sharing stories and laughter, the bond between neighbors growing stronger. Little did Jake know that the more time he spent with Thomas, the deeper his fascination would become. Jake couldn't stop eye-ing his neighbor's dad bod, and especially his slightly protruding belly, which was cozy and inviting.

"What's up?" Thomas said, noticing Jake's attraction to his body and his extended silence.

"Say, Thomas," Jake spoke, his voice a little shaken and apprehensive. "I was wondering if you could… You know," He said, avoiding his neighbor's direct gaze. "Swallow me up?"

The revelation hung in the air, creating a moment of awkward tension between Jake and Thomas. Jake's request was so unexpected that even Thomas, with his confident demeanor, was momentarily taken aback.

"Swallow you up?" Thomas repeated, a bemused expression crossing his face.

Jake, realizing how unusual his request sounded, quickly began to backtrack. "Oh, uh, sorry. That was a weird thing to say. I just thought, you know, it's been a long day with all the moving, and I thought it might be a way to relax. Forget I said anything."

Thomas, recovering from his initial surprise, chuckled. "Hey, no need to apologize. That's definitely one way to unwind. But, you know, what about your boyfriend? Shouldn't he be the one you'd want to spend your evening with?"

Jake hesitated for a moment, glancing around the room as if searching for an excuse. "Andrew's at work. He won't be back for hours. I figured it might be a good time, you know?"

Thomas raised an eyebrow, the cocky smirk returning. "Well, well, looks like I've got some competition with your boyfriend's schedule. Alright, Jake, let's give it a try. Why not?"

Jake's eyes widened in surprise, the realization sinking in that Thomas was actually considering his bizarre request. He stammered, "Wait, really?"

Thomas chuckled again, approaching Jake with a playful glint in his eyes. "Yeah, really. I was beginning to think the tea in me could use some company." He teased.

As Thomas moved closer, Jake felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. Little did he know that this seemingly casual decision would set the stage for a series of events that would reshape the dynamics of their relationships in ways he couldn't have imagined.

Thomas's demeanor shifted, and a dominant aura enveloped him as he towered over Jake. With a wicked grin, he leaned in, his tongue emerging to sensually trace patterns across Jake's face, leaving a glossy trail of saliva in its wake.

Jake, caught in a mix of surprise and arousal, felt a shiver run down his spine. The dominant display was more than he had bargained for, but there was a certain allure to Thomas's confident and commanding presence.

As Thomas continued to lick, his teasing commentary echoed through the room. "You wanted to relax, right? Well, I'm here to make sure it's a memorable experience for you."

Jake, unable to resist the heat building within him, nodded in agreement. "Yes, I… I wanted something different."

Thomas, seemingly pleased with Jake's response, opened his mouth wide. The sight of those teeth, the expanse of his tongue, and the moist interior of his mouth created a mesmerizing spectacle. Jake, transfixed, felt a combination of excitement and anticipation.

With deliberate slowness, Thomas brought his open mouth closer to Jake's head, giving him a teasing pause. "Ready for the next part?" he asked, a wicked glint in his eyes.

Jake, feeling the heat of the moment, nodded again. "Yeah, go for it."

Thomas didn't waste any time. He extended his tongue and, with a deliberate and sensual motion, began swallowing Jake's head. The sensation was unlike anything Jake had experienced before—being enveloped by warmth, the pressure increasing gradually as he slid further into Thomas's mouth.

As Jake descended into the darkness, he couldn't help but marvel at the intimacy of the act. The feeling of Thomas's teeth grazing against his skin, the wetness of his tongue, and the gentle pressure surrounding him created a heady mix of pleasure and surrender, and he couldn't be more grateful that he had been forward with his request.

Thomas relished the sensation of Jake's head nestled within the confines of his mouth. The warm, tight space engulfed Jake, and Thomas couldn't resist savoring the unique flavors that each part of his captive offered.

With a deliberate and practiced motion, Thomas began the process of swallowing Jake further. His hands, which had initially rested casually on Jake's torso, now came into play. Fingers pressed gently into Jake's sides, aiding the swallowing process and ensuring a smooth descent.

The fabric of Thomas's shirt stretched as Jake's form traveled lower, gradually disappearing into the voracious depths of Thomas's mouth. The sensation of Jake's descent was hot, tight, and surprisingly intimate. Thomas's throat worked rhythmically, each gulp accompanied by a low, satisfied hum.

As Jake's upper body passed the point of no return, Thomas reveled in the feel of his buttocks. The firm, plump curves were a tantalizing delight, and Thomas couldn't resist using his hands to savor the moment. Fingers kneaded into the soft flesh, ensuring every inch of Jake was embraced by the consuming journey.

Thomas's thick hands squeezed Jake's buttocks inside his mouth, relishing the feeling of the soft flesh yielding to his grasp. The act was both sensual and commanding, a testament to the control Thomas exerted over the devouring process.

As Thomas continued the deliberate swallowing, the bulge in his throat expanded, signaling Jake's gradual descent into the depths of his belly. The once-taut fabric of Thomas's shirt now strained and stretched, barely containing the increasing mass within. The sight was both enticing and provocative, the visible contours of Jake's form pressing against the fabric.

GULP!

With each successive gulp, Jake's head popped beneath the surface of Thomas's belly, causing a noticeable bulge from the outside. The fabric of Thomas's shirt clung desperately to the expanding mass within, the tight material pulled upward by the gravitational pull of Jake's journey into the man's digestive abyss.

The struggle of the fabric against the growing bulge was accentuated by the relentless swallowing. Thomas's throat worked with practiced precision, each gulp drawing Jake further into the churning depths of his belly. The once-cocky bachelor now seemed entirely consumed by the act, his concentration evident in the rhythmic motions of his throat.

The tight shirt, now strained beyond its limits, surrendered to the pressure. With a final, audible rip, the fabric gave way, exposing Thomas's expanding midsection. The bulge, no longer restrained by clothing, continued its ascent, offering a visual spectacle of Jake's gradual submersion into Thomas's digestive embrace.

Thomas's belly was much more pronounced with Jake entirely swallowed up, showcasing his curled up form beneath the bachelor's muscles. He rubbed his belly, moaning, as he let out a huge burp.

BuuuUuUuUuUuUrPPP!!

Thomas grinned, running a hand over his now exposed belly, the remnants of his torn shirt hanging from his waistband. "Well, shit, there goes my favorite gym shirt. And I thought it was tear-resistant. You owe me a new one."

He looked down at Jake's bulge inside him, the corners of his mouth curling up mischievously. "But, you know, it's worth it, just to have you all cozy in there, buddy."

Thomas reclined on his couch, feeling the subtle weight of Jake nestled within him. The torn shirt hung around his waist as a makeshift reminder of their unusual encounter. He ran a hand over his rounded belly, savoring the comforting fullness.

As hours passed, Jake found a peculiar coziness within Thomas's belly. His words, though muffled by the fleshy confines, conveyed a sense of contentment. "So damn cozy in here," Jake's voice reverberated, the sounds dulled by the warm expanse of Thomas's belly.

The bachelor lounged, occasionally shifting in a way that cradled Jake further within him. Thomas chuckled, responding to the muffled remarks. "Yeah? Glad you're enjoying it, buddy. Just chill. We got time, and let me know when that boyfriend of yours is about to come."

Hours drifted lazily by as Thomas continued to chill on his couch, occasionally rubbing his belly as if patting a pet that lay within. Jake, within the comfortable confines of Thomas's belly, began to squirm subtly. His muffled sounds conveyed a sense of restlessness.

Jake's voice was muffled, the words barely decipherable but hinting at the desire to be released. Thomas, catching on, sat up with a casual grin. "Alright, time to set you free, little guy."

Thomas leaned forward, placing his hands on his knees, as the process of regurgitating Jake commenced. A low, guttural sound accompanied the motion, reminiscent of someone trying to force out an unexpected cough. As the first signs of Jake's reappearance became evident, a mixture of saliva and stomach acids accompanied him.

With a final, controlled heave, Jake emerged from Thomas's mouth. The dampened form of the once-swallowed man glistened, adorned with a sheen of Thomas's digestive fluids. Jake coughed and sputtered, the residue of the endosomatic adventure clinging to his form.

Thomas chuckled, leaning back as he wiped a stray droplet from the corner of his mouth. "There you go, Jake. Back to the land of the living, or at least out of my stomach."

Jake fumbled for a nearby napkin, wiping off the remnants of Thomas's digestive embrace from his face. He hesitated, glancing at Thomas with a mix of uncertainty and arousal.

"Fuck, that was hot as fuck," Jake admitted, his cheeks flushed. "Do you think, um… That maybe we could do this regularly?"

Thomas reclined on the couch, a cocky grin forming on his lips. "Regularly, huh? Well, who am I to say no? My gut's taken a liking to your round shape, and I figure I'd want to make use of this torn shirt again."

Jake, still catching his breath, grinned at Thomas. "Thanks, man. That was something else." With a casual wave, he headed back to his apartment, the door closing behind him.

In the privacy of his own place, Jake couldn't help but marvel at the wild experience. "Damn," he muttered, glancing at himself in the mirror. "Shower time before Andrew gets back."

Over the next few weeks, Jake found himself drawn to Thomas's door almost as if by an irresistible force. The frequency of his visits increased, and a peculiar routine developed—almost every time Andrew was out for work, Jake would find himself knocking on Thomas's door, eager for the sensation of being swallowed once more.

It became a clandestine affair, a secret passion that Jake couldn't resist indulging. The cozy afternoons spent nestled in Thomas's belly provided a unique escape, a refuge from the outside world. Thomas, despite his initial cockiness, seemed to enjoy the arrangement just as much.

Their encounters varied. Sometimes it was a quick, spontaneous venture, while on other occasions, Jake lingered longer, savoring the warmth and tightness of his endosoma retreat. As Thomas rubbed his belly in contentment, Jake relished the intimacy of the experience. The thrill of being swallowed, the muffled sounds of Thomas's surroundings, and the cozy darkness of his gut.

Each gulp, each audible swallow, became a part of their unspoken agreement. The torn gym shirt, now a remnant of many sessions, hung as a testament to their peculiar encounters. Thomas, ever the cocky host, reveled in the power dynamics of their arrangement. He would tease Jake with casual remarks, mocking him for how much he craved being inside him, how his gut's taking him from his boyfriend, and relishing the satisfaction of being the one in control. The muffled sounds of casual chatter, the gentle burps that followed, became routine.

One day, after weeks of their clandestine routine, Jake found himself stewing away in Thomas's gut. The familiar sensation of being enveloped in warmth and darkness was his routine escape from reality.

"Almost time for you to be out, bro," Thomas said, getting on his knees, preparing to regurgitate Jake, as they had done several times before. But, before the expected release, Jake squirmed in protest.

"Fuck, just take me," Jake said, his words muffled by the tight confinement of Thomas's gut, fully taken over by a surge of lust.

Thomas, taken aback, paused, looking at Jake with a mix of surprise and confusion. "You mean… like, for real? You want me to…?" he hesitated, gesturing toward his own belly.

Jake, caught in the moment of passion, nodded, confirming the unexpected twist in their usual routine. "Yeah, man. Digest me. Take me in. I want it," he muttered, his voice filled with a mix of desire and abandon.

The unexpected turn left Thomas momentarily stunned, but the allure of Jake's plea proved to be too intoxicating to resist. With a smirk and a shake of his head, Thomas took a deep breath and said, "Glad you said that, a few more weeks and I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from ending you whether you asked for it or not."

Thomas sat back, a casual air about him as he reclined, teasing Jake about the gravity of his words. "You know, bro, you just signed up for the no do-overs, no take-backs deal. You're in my gut now, and you're gonna stay there."

Jake, a mix of excitement and realization playing on his features, squirmed a bit, confirming his acceptance of the unspoken agreement. "Yeah, man, no turning back. I'm all in."

Thomas, with a mischievous grin, decided to take Jake's commitment to a new level. "Alright, bro, you signed up for the 'no more talking' package too." taking Jake's acceptance as a cue, tightened his gut, muffling Jake's words almost to the point of illegibility. With a smug smirk, Thomas leaned back, basking in the moment as he let out a colossal burp that reverberated through the air.

BuuUuUuUurP!

The sound echoed around the room, a declaration of the new reality they had both willingly entered. Thomas, still chuckling casually, patted his slightly bulging belly, sealing the unspoken contract between them. The muffled, indistinct sounds from within only served to emphasize the intimate connection they now shared.

Thomas glanced at the buzzing phone, a smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like someone's missing their boy, huh?" he teased, waving Jake's phone in the air. "Got a bunch of missed calls and texts. Your boyfriend's probably worried sick about where you are."

He chuckled, placing the phone on a nearby table. "Man, I wish I could see the look on his face when he finds out where you really are. In this big, bulging gut of mine." Thomas patted his belly with a satisfied grin. "But we'll let him stew in curiosity a bit longer. Gotta savor the anticipation, you know?" Thomas said, as he headed to his bedroom.

He sprawled across his bed, one arm behind his head, the other idly rubbing his rounded belly. The bulge from Jake's presence was noticeable, a testament to the intimate arrangement inside. He chuckled, a low, satisfied sound, as he felt Jake squirming within him.

"First night you're staying this long, bro," Thomas remarked, speaking into the empty room. "Better get used to it because, after tonight, you're not coming out. You're gonna be part of me for the last few nights of your life." He shifted slightly, getting comfortable, and let out a contented sigh. "Sweet dreams, man."

The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on Thomas as he woke up, his gut still pronounced from the previous night's indulgence. Stretching languidly, he sat up, feeling the weight of Jake nestled within him.

Yawning, Thomas got out of bed and ambled towards the bathroom. The tiled floor felt cool beneath his feet. Leaning over the sink, he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. With a toothbrush in hand, he began scrubbing his teeth clean.

As he brushed his teeth, his gaze shifted to the protruding belly that pressed against the edge of the sink. Thomas grinned cockily, aware that Jake was experiencing his morning routine for the first time.

"Morning, Jake, you good in there?" Thomas teased, speaking as if Jake could hear him. "Can't quite make out what you'd be saying, but I thought the gesture was nice." He chuckled, imagining Jake's muffled protests from within the confines of his gut.

Finishing up in the bathroom, Thomas got ready for the day ahead, a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

As Thomas went about his day, the vibrations of Jake's phone periodically echoed in the room, a persistent reminder of the outside world that seemed increasingly distant. Each buzz was a testament to Andrew's growing worry and curiosity.

Teasingly, Thomas leaned back and patted his belly, as if saying to Jake that he's here to stay. "You know, bro, I think your body's getting a little softer in there. I'm known to have a rough digestion."

From Jake's perspective, the world inside Thomas's gut was undergoing a slow transformation. His clothes, once distinguishable, were becoming indistinct as they melded with the acids. The sensation was peculiar and, at times, disorienting, as his skin slowly melted; It was pleasant, it felt cozier than any of the previous time he's been in here, but it was still disorienting.

The muffled sound of Andrew's persistent calls and messages on Jake's phone served as a distant background noise, a stark contrast to the cocoon of warmth and semi-darkness that enveloped Jake within Thomas's belly.

On the second day, Jake's form inside Thomas's gut underwent a notable transformation. The once distinct features of his body were now indiscernible, a result of the ongoing process of digestion. The clothes that clung to him had long since lost their original form, merging with the liquefying remnants of Jake's physique.

Thomas, perhaps subconsciously or out of growing curiosity, patted his belly, noting a subtle change. The solid tautness that characterized Jake's initial presence was giving way to a softer, more pliable feel. The acids worked persistently, melting away the boundaries of Jake's form. It wasn't an ethereal or surreal process; it was the gritty reality of digestion, the breaking down of flesh and bone into a churning mixture, but despite that it still felt good to Jake.

The sudden, impatient knocking on the door jolted Thomas from his casual reverie. He swung the door open, and there stood Andrew, a mix of worry and irritation etched across his face.

"Hey, sorry to bother you this early, but have you seen Jake?" Andrew asked, his concern evident in his tone. "He's been missing for two days, and I'm getting really worried."

Thomas, wearing a hoodie that conveniently hid the changes in his midsection, shook his head. "Nah, man, haven't seen him. Sorry." There was an apologetic note in his voice as he subtly adjusted the hoodie.

"Fuck," Andrew said, seeming distressed and unaware of Thomas's gut. "Sorry. Just… Let me know if you ever do, okay?" He said, as he continued to the other apartments to ask his other neighbors.

Thomas closed the door and laid back against it, he couldn't resist a teasing smirk. He lifted the hoodie, revealing the slightly softer, bulging gut beneath. "All it took is a lift of my hoodie to show him where ya went. Too bad he'll never figure it out." he remarked, the cocky edge still present in his voice, as Jake squirmed inside his acid-filled gut.

On the third day, Thomas decided to hit the gym, his usual routine slightly altered by the recent addition of Jake to his physique. The once-toned bachelor now sported more of a dad bod, and a slight beer belly had developed, a testament to Jake's presence in his gut.

As he prepared for the workout, Thomas couldn't resist teasing Jake. "Well, bro, today's gonna be a tough one on you. Might speed up your digestion a bit," he quipped with a chuckle. "But hey, I figure I'll make the most of the gains from eating you. Gotta look more attractive when you're gone, right?" The casual banter flowed easily, as he got to exercise his muscles.

Thomas began his gym session with some heavy deadlifts, the weight clanging against the floor with each controlled drop. The impact reverberated through his core, the vibrations felt by Jake nestled within the confines of his bulging belly. With each lift, Thomas's abdominal muscles flexed and tightened, pressing against Jake in rhythmic pulses.

Moving on to bench presses, Thomas lay back on the bench, the pressure of the weights causing his gut to push outward. Jake, caught in the middle of this bodily symphony, experienced the compression and release as Thomas completed each repetition. Sweat glistened on Thomas's forehead, a testament to the exertion he was putting into the workout.

Transitioning to squats, Thomas's movements became more dynamic. As he descended into the squat position, Jake was subjected to the pressure between Thomas's thighs, a sensation that intensified with each rise. The fabric of Thomas's shorts stretched tightly over his expanding waistline, a visible reminder of Jake's presence within.

The stair climber machine was next on Thomas's agenda. With each step, the rhythmic impact resonated through his body, creating a gentle rocking motion for Jake. The pressure on Thomas's midsection increased, and Jake felt the subtle shifts as his surroundings changed with each step.

Finally, Thomas engaged in some core exercises, targeting his abs directly. Crunches and leg raises emphasized the region where Jake was nestled. The compression intensified with each repetition, the steady burn of the workout echoed within Thomas's bulging gut.

Throughout the entire routine, Thomas's banter continued. "You feeling the burn, bro?" he teased, fully aware of the unique experience Jake was undergoing within the confines of his ever-changing gut.

As the days progressed, Jake's once-solid form continued its relentless transformation within the acidic confines of Thomas's stomach. The digestive juices worked with ruthless efficiency, breaking down Jake's flesh and bones into a formless mass. The initial resistance of his physical structure gave way to the corrosive power of the stomach acids, reducing him to a mixture of liquid and dissolved remnants.

The process was slow and methodical. Jake's consciousness began to wane, his awareness slipping away in sync with the dissolution of his physical being. He became entangled in the chemical dance of digestion, losing touch with the boundaries of his form as the acids invaded every nook and cranny of his thick form.

The sensation was a paradoxical blend of pleasure and obliteration. Jake, in his reduced state, was suspended in a state of half-consciousness, afloat in the warm, corrosive embrace of Thomas's stomach. The once-distinct features of his body blurred into a formless, melted amalgamation, his essence merging with the strong digestive acids of Thomas.

As the dissolution progressed, Jake's thoughts became fragmented, his sense of self dissolving along with his body. The blissful haze of digestion enveloped him, a surreal journey into the abyss of being broken down and absorbed.

Thomas reclined on his couch, a self-satisfied grin playing on his lips. His fingers drummed lazily on his bloated midsection, now transformed into a softer, beer-belly dad bod. The once-defined muscles were replaced by a plump layer, evidence of Jake's gradual assimilation into Thomas's physique.

"Look at this," Thomas mused, patting his slightly flattened stomach. "You're almost all mine, bro. I've been digesting you real good. Your essence is now part of what makes me, well, me. Bet you can't even comprehend that with how melted you are."

He let out a hearty belch, the sound reverberating through his sloshy midsection. Thomas's arrogance echoed in his words, a mix of crass amusement and self-satisfaction.

"You thought you could handle being in my gut regularly, but look at you now. Just a sloshy mess, melting away into nothingness. And here I am, getting beefier, looking better than ever," he continued, chuckling at the thought. "You're practically my personal enhancement, bro. A little seasoning to make me even more irresistible."

Thomas shifted, adjusting his posture to emphasize the changes in his physique. The casual arrogance in his voice painted a vivid picture of a man reveling in the results of his unconventional dietary choices.

"In a few more days, you'll be nothing but a memory, a part of my gains. Can't say it wasn't a good run for you, though. The best thing you did was willingly dive into my gut."

Thomas stepped out of his apartment and immediately encountered Andrew in the hallway, looking disheveled and anxious. Andrew's eyes widened at the noticeable change in Thomas's physique.

"Dude, have you seen Jake? I've been going out of my mind looking for him," Andrew pleaded, concern etched on his face. "You know what, don't fucking answer. I know you would've told me if you had already."

Thomas feigned innocence, scratching his head. "It's good, dude. Jake? Uhh, not sure, man. I mean, I've seen a lot of people around, you know? Can't keep track of everyone." He said, "Maybe he ghosted you or something. It happens. But hey," He gave Andrew a pat on the shoulder, "I'm here for ya if you need me, dude."

"Thanks, man." Andrew said insincerely, wanting nothing more than to know where his boyfriend went, but still appreciating the offer.

As they moved further away from each other, Thomas couldn't resist a sly grin, his hand casually rubbing his now beefier belly. "Damn, Jake. Not a word to your worried boyfriend? Never took you for the silent type." He teased as his stomach growled, knowing that Jake wasn't in a state to respond let alone comprehend, only existing for a few more days before he's fully digested down by the bigger man.

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omgggg happy 3rd anniversary to you!!!! here's to many more to come 🥂 for this celebration can i please request, from the general fluffy dialogue prompt list number 8 + 9 with mat barzal pls? thank you!

WINNIE MARTIN’S FAVORITE PERSON

this is the first of my tumblr-versary blurbs, so if that annoys you, block the tag 'taylor's tumblr-versary' love ya <3

8. "who let you be this cute today?" 9. "can we wait a second? i wanna take a picture of you right now." (from this prompt list)

you tried to go to as many games as you could, but you had a job so making it to every game was impossible. but, when you could make it to games, mat made sure to plan ahead and make sure you were gonna have a good time.

"you have a ride, right?" mat asked from the bathroom where he was still getting read.

"yes, i have a ride." you sighed. a moment of silence enveloped you and you knew something was wrong, "you okay? you need help with anything?" you asked.

"...yes." he hesitated.

"you can't tie your tie, can you?" you smiled.

"no." you could see the pout on his face as you made your way into the bathroom.

"ooh." you teased, "mathew barzal, who let you be this cute today?" you teased, enjoying the shy smile on his face.

"stop please. just help." he handed you the tie he wanted to wear, but you shook your head, "what?"

"mat, i love you, but your sense of style is awful." you winced, recalling every bad fashion choice you had seen him make. you set the tie on the counter and grabbed a different one, one that better matched the suit he was wearing, and began tying it.

"i should.be offended." the smile on his face told you he wasn't.

"i'm saving you from ending up on people's worst dressed." you shrugged.

he rolled his eyes, "so, before i go, can i see what you're gonna wear tonight?" it was no secret that you loved dressing up for games. it was fun and you liked doing it. you usually had little pieces with his name, number, or team colors. something to show your support, and mat loved it.

"nope." you shook your head.

"what? why not?"

"that ruins the surprise," you told him.

"you're gonna make me wait till after the game to see." he pouted.

"i don't know. maybe i'll be there at warmups." you shrugged, smiling when he perked up, "i think syd's bringing win, so maybe i'll go down with them." she was your ride, so going down to the ice for warmups made sense.

"okay, well, i guess i might see you during warmups." he kissed your forehead.

"maybe." you shrugged, wrapping your arms around his waist, "try not to fall, okay?" he rolled his eyes.

"i don't do it on purpose." he insisted.

you smiled, "score goals." you told him, leaning up and giving him a quick peck.

"for you, always." he hummed.

after he left, you got ready as quickly as you could and before you knew it, sydney martin was pulling up outside your building, "y/n yl/n, you always put the rest of us to shame."

"oh, stop it." you smiled bashfully.

"i'm serious. how you do it astounds me." she ran her finger over the sleeve of your jacket, "doesn't y/n look pretty, win?" you looked to the backseat where winnie was sitting, clutching a stuffed animal.

"pretty." she smiled.

"thank you, miss win." you winked before getting into the passenger side.

true to your word, you followed sydney down to the ice for warmups and helped keep winnie entertained. you could tell sydney was a little tired, so you did your best to keep her attention.

when the boys came out, you couldn't help but smile when mat tossed a couple of pucks over the ice to a few kids. winnie's eyes were glued to the ice as she watched all the guys skate around.

matt skated over, making his daughter laugh, blowing her kisses and even tossing her a puck, which she clutched to her chest along with her stuffed animal.

when your mat finally skated over, sydney took her daughter back so you and mat could have a moment. he smiled, taking notice of your jacket. he spun his finger, and you gave him a little twirl so he could see your jacket.

he gave a thumbs up and a nod, which made you laugh. he tossed a puck over and nodded to a kid behind you, whose eyes were glued. on mat, watching him mesmerized.

you nodded and waved. as he skated backward, he waved and winked. you rolled your eyes before looking at the puck. you smiled when you noticed that mat had signed it.

you turned around to the kid, who looked at you, probably after having seen mat point at him. you laughed before you handed it to him, "this is from barzy." you told him, "have fun tonight."

you turned back to sydney, who had her phone out and was probably recording and taking pictures of the whole thing, "you guys are so cute." she hugged you, "now come on, let's get some drinks." you smiled when winnie raised her arms in your direction, a signal that she wanted to be picked up.

after the game, and an ot goal scored by mat, you waited with sydney and the other girls in the tunnel. you were sitting with sydney, and the entire game, winnie was in your lap. somehow she had gravitated from her seat into your lap, but you didn't mind.

"look, win, there's your dad." you pointed when you saw matt walk out. she gave him a wave, but yawned and laid her head on your shoulder, "i'm tired, too." you patted her back, making the martin's smile.

you waved when you saw mat walk out. he made his way over to you and hugged you, pressing a kiss to your cheek, "i'm proud of you. overtime goal!" you cheered quietly, not wanting to disturb winnie too much.

"i know. all for you." he smiled into your hair before pressing a kiss to the top of your head, "you ready to go?" you hummed.

"wait, wait, before you guys go." sydney stopped you, pulling out hr phone, "can we wait a second? i wanna take a picture of you right now." she begged.

"fine." mat rolled his eyes playfully, but posed for the picture nonetheless. after the picture was taken, you were going to hand winnie off to her parents, but she clung to you.

"come on, we gotta go home, winnie." sydney sighed, flashing. youan apologetic smile.

"how about this? i'll carry you in the car, but after that, i gotta go." you offered, and she nodded, "all right, let's go." you switched arms and started heading int he direction of sydney's car.

mat walked by your side, holding your hand and talking to you about whatever. unbeknownst to you, sydney, who was trailing behind you and mat, was snapping pictures.

you set winnie in her car seat and waved, "bye, winnie girl." you blew her a kiss and she blew you one back, which you accepted and held close to your chest, which made her laugh.

you walked back to mat's car, "that felt very domestic." he told you.

"keep dreaming, barzal. let's stick to babysitting."

"i know, i know." he raised his hands in surrender.

as you got waited for mat to get into bed later that night, you saw sydney's tag and checked out the instagram story. it was a photo she had taken, without your knowledge, of you and mat walking towards the parking garage, hand-in-hand, winnie in your arms, her head on your shoulder with the caption 'her favorite person ever ❤️ @/yourusername'

mat hopped into bed next to you and saw the post, "you're right. we do look domestic." you smiled.

"let's stick to babysitting." he joked.

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munsons-melody · 4 months

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the russian starlette (prelude)

summary: after taking a job at starcourt, you accidentally get entangled with russians underneath the mall who decided to experiment on you, causing you to gain telekinetic powers

pairing: female!henderson!reader x eddie munson x steve harrington?

cw: none

word count: 1.0k

a/n: this part of the fic takes place in s3/the summer of 1985 and follows the storyline of s3 closely

✰ part one: the prelude

✰ part two: the experiment

✰ part three: the return (coming soon)

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i do not consent to having any of my works republished, translated, or posted to any other site except here. if you see my works anywhere but tumblr, it has been republished without my knowledge, consent, or permission

。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

god you wish you never took that stupid job at starcourt mall, but steve was a little too convincing...

"c'mon y/n, we'll go in, apply to a couple of places and if we hear back that's great and then you can save up for a car and i'll save up for college or whatever" steve explained as you sat in his car outside the mall

the engine was turned off, leaving you to contemplate in the silence, your head leaning against the window and your body facing him in the drivers seat

"i don't know steve... a job at the mall?" you questioned and he looked at you with eyes sweeter than honey

"look, you've been saying yourself you feel bad i'm driving you everywhere and that your mom would meet you halfway on the price of a car" he said, using your own words against you

"yeah and eddie's not around to drive me too" you said sadly

you sighed

okay fine, part of the reason you didn't want to get a job at starcourt was because your boyfriend eddie was touring around america with some new band called guns n' roses and it made you feel like the biggest loser that you're stuck in the the middle of nowhere indiana working at a mall

but you knew steve was right, and that you couldn't depend on eddie to drive you to school anymore, and that you felt bad that steve had been driving the two of you around the past few months

you knew you needed the independence so you sighed, and got up, your back cracking a little in the process

"fine, let's go get a job but i'm not dealing with anything with food" you said as the two of you got out of the car and shut the doors

"yeah i'm sorry but you really just can't cook for shit" steve laughed and the two of you started walking inside

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after a month at working at the gap, and seeing your paycheck, things weren't too bad working at the mall

steve got his job at scoops ahoy and luckily, his schedule somehow coincided with yours so he would drive the two of you

you had talked to eddie a few times over the past week, last time you guys spoke he said he was somewhere on the east coast and he was very happy for you and your new job

of course, you still felt like a loser working at the gap in hawkins while your boyfriend is an actual rockstar but steve made the mall bareable

plus, you finally became friends with robin, a girl you would always see around school but never talked to

the three of you would hang out constantly, and you were just happy in your little life of sneaking into the movies with them, or when steve would finish up before you and bother you in the store by trying on random clothes to keep you entertained till you left an hour later

that was until dustin came home from summer camp

you had finished up early at your shift at the gap, and walked over to scoops ahoy to bother steve and robin for the remainder of their shifts

it was nearing dinner time, meaning, most people weren't getting ice cream to eat, leaving the shop empty but you heard the three of them bustling around in the back

you rang the bell, and steve opened up the small window that separated the back room from the front counter

"oh hey y/n, we're just uh- doing stuff back here..." steve said, glancing behind him and then back to you

"wait it's y/n?" you heard dustin say and suddenly his face appeared next to steve's

"come back here, quickly and calmly, i need to tell you something huge" dustin said and you did as you were told

a few minutes later, dustin had explained how he picked up a russian transmission, and that they were trying to crack a secret russian code

hours after hours, you continued to listen to the same message over and over again till eventually you all figured out they were talking about the mall

which led you to the next problem, getting past the big scary russian with a big gun guarding the door

"or i could take him out" steve said nonchalantly

"take who out?" robin questioned

"the guard?" steve replied

"did you forget the part about the big gun?" dustin asked with an annoyed tone

but that guy was the least of your worries

after the secret elevator plummeted down to a crash on the bottom floor, and all five of you slipped through the elevator doors, you were on to finding more of the russians underneath starcourt

after walking for what seemed like miles, you all stumbled upon the hub full of russian guards, scientists, doctors, along with the comms room

and of course chaos ensued again

once in the comms room, you were taken aback by seeing someone in the room with you

robin tried to say the code to the russian man before steve started screaming and charged at the man, knocking him out

"you did it! you won a fight!" dustin exclaimed before a bigger issue caught your eye, the russian's were attempting to open the gate with a large machine which instantly made your stomach drop

alarms started blaring when the guards noticed the five of you, causing panic to ensue and everyone started running

your heart was pounding as everyone scrambled to outrun the guards, steve knocking over giant steel barrels in attempts to slow them down when you all ran into a room, slamming the door behind you

steve pressed his body against the door to keep it shut

"help me!" he yelled as the you and robin ran to him, pressing against the door with all your might

you watched as dustin and erica climbed up stairs and started descending into a hole in the floor

the weight of the guards pushing back seemed to be getting greater and greater

"i'll never forget you!" dustin screamed

"go!" you all screamed in unison as dustin shut the hatch

the guards eventually pushed open the door, causing everyone to go flying

it all went in slow motion as they opened the door, the weight of the push had sent your body flying to the wall, knocking you into complete darkness

to be continued…

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skyisntthere · 13 days

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When I'm ready, It'll be you.

Sebastian SDV X G/N Reader

warnings; Mentions of cheating, Angst (with fluff at the end). if i missed any let me know!

Plot; You caught your boyfriend from Zuzu city cheating on you so you went home to pelican town to be comforted by your best friend Sebastian

Word count; around 900!

a/n; Heya! its my first fanfic on tumblr, honestly a little nervous about this. please feel free to request or ask me a question, always happy to talk!!

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There were tears running down your face, luckily the rain covered it up. You knew you would get sick if you stayed out but who cared? You certainly did not after all he broke your heart.

Was it silly that you thought something was going great in your life for him to rip it away so easily, like those months, years meant nothing to him at all. Now you were waiting, just patiently waiting for someone to say ‘I told you so’ making you feel like the town's clown, a laughing stock.

You knew it wouldn't work really, moving to pelican town while he stayed in Zuzu city. He promised he stayed for work when you knew it was for her as why else would she be in his bed when you arrived on your visit. Now you were at the top of the mountains standing, looking down at the clouds of mist covering Pelican town wishing, praying someone wouldn't notice. Who goes out in the rain anyways?

You wanted to scream, to yell as loud as you could until your lungs bled. “Hey” you jumped as Sebastian appeared out of nowhere. For ages you tried to convince the emo guy to get out his basement and the one time he did, you wish he didn't. You couldn't look at the man next to you wishing he would get the hint and leave. “What are you doing out in the rain?” He asked, you stayed staring, you loved your friend but you told yourself you didn't need him now, even though you needed him more than ever.

You and Sebastian just clicked when you met him, you respected his work and often hung out with him and his group of friends, if life was a game you would have a full bar of friendship with the guy. He was your best friend, the one that makes living here worth it. “Are you ignoring me?” Sebastian looked down at the ground thinking what he's done wrong. You looked at him, if it was possible you felt your heart hurt more.

Sebastian looked at you studying your facial expressions, your eyes lost the shine they once had, you looked tired… hurt. “What happened?” He asked. “Why are you crying? Are you home sick, i can take you-” you shook your head. “No! No, I just got back” You managed to spit out. “Right, let's have a cigarette, a moment to calm down and then you're telling me all about it” Sebastian offered you a cigarette which you accepted. Lighting the cigarette you inhaled the smoke in. When you exhaled the smoke you felt like you were watching the pain disappear with the comfort of your best friend.

It was quiet, all you heard was rain hitting the ground, you could tell Sebastian regretted not bringing out an umbrella but you knew it wouldn't be long till you headed to his room. When the two of you finished your cigarettes he softly took your hand and dragged you towards his house. He knew you would try to sneak away, you were stubborn and thought you could handle everything on your own. You went down to his room, he gave you a pair of clothes and disappeared.

You debated getting changed but you did not want to upset your best friend. After a while of waiting for him he came back down with two mugs of coffee. You smiled as you took it, as he sat next to you on his sofa. Sebastian stayed silent as he knew in your own time you would open up. He wasn't one to rush you and it was one of your favourite things about him.

“He cheated on me Seb” You muttered it was more like a whisper. “He did what?” Sebastian said in shock. “What a jerk? I feel like taking my motor-" Sebastian caught himself quickly and looked at you, as you looked down at your cup he lifted your chin with his finger. “Hey, He’s not worth it!” He looked softly at you. “He never deserved you anyway and now you never need to go back there” you nodded. He was right, no more wasting money on trips or begging people to help with the farm work while you were gone.

You started to feel better at the same time noticing the physical contact Sebastian did, you felt your cheeks burn a little as Sebastian was known for the lack of emotions. “Besides, I know it's early but there are some fine people here ya know” He piped up… was he talking about himself? The feelings you buried deep down for your best friend started to rise up. “Yeah I suppose so… wanna set me up with sam?” you tried holding in your laughter but it failed and you both were laughing. It was nothing against Sam, but he wasn't exactly your type. “Thanks Seb” Sebastian smiled back as thunder echoed from outside. “You can stay here if you want, I can sleep on the sofa” He said calmly, acting like he wasn't mentally throwing a party as his soulmate was now single, but this is Sebastian, he would wait a million years for you.

As you looked at the time on your phone you agreed to staying, it was already pretty late anyways. You and Sebastian spoke for hours. He then asked if you wanted to watch some movie he had and you agreed. You sat next to him on his bed and started watching the movie. As you two were watching the movie you rested your head on his shoulder and your eyelids began to close, Sebastian noticed you were asleep and put his head on yours, after the movie ended he lightly kissed your head and moved to the sofa to get some sleep.

You weren't ready for someone else, but you knew when you were, it would be him. It would always be Sebastian.

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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Out of love - E.M

hey loves, how is everyone?? okay so, i’m in a sad mood so i’ve done some angst for you guys because why not 😍 also, why does tumblr put such big gaps between my paragraphs💀 anyways, enjoy tehe <3

you and Eddie had been together for just over a year. during that time he'd been nothing but a loving and caring boyfriend and you would never change a thing about him. everyone at school would call him the freak which got on your nerves because he most definitely, to you, was not one. you were a cheerleader, the queen of Hawkins High and everyone was shocked when you walked into school hand-in-hand with him last year. yeah people looked at you differently but you didn't really care, he was your main focus and that's all that mattered. you had thought that your relationship was the most perfect thing ever, till it wasn't.

it was a Friday night and you were on the phone with your best friend Chrissy. she had been nothing but a supportive friend when you made the decision to tell Eddie your feelings and you were grateful she wasn't like the other girls on the cheer team who practically disowned you. "you nervous for the game? i am. that solo is terrifying me" you said, twirling the cord around your finger as you spoke. "you'll be fine" she said quite abruptly. you'd noticed these past few weeks she had been very rude and distant, like you'd done something wrong. your eyes widened slightly as she spoke, she's never been like this.

"everything okay?" you asked, hoping she'd finally tell you what was wrong with her. " 'm fine. i have to go bye" and with that, she ended the call, not giving you a chance to say goodbye. she'd been weird. so weird that even Amanda, another friend of yours had noticed it. you put the phone back on the hook and stood there, only wanting to see Eddie and tell him how you were feeling. Chrissy had never been like this and Eddie was one of the few people you could talk to.

usually on a Friday you would be and Eddie's house watching a horror movie. it would be every Friday, you'd be cuddled up on the sofa, you absolutely terrified of the film whilst Eddie laughed at you, always saying 'he'd protect you no matter what' which always gave you some sort of comfort. however today, you hadn't seen Eddie to talk about what you were going to do and if you were coming round to see him.

you decided after being bored out of your mind to go see him. you loved surprising him and so did he. his face would always light up as soon as he saw you in his trailer and would rush to bring you in a hug. you walked to the front door, slipping on your shoes and walked out the door. you called out to your mum that you were going to see Eddie and with that you closed the front door and picked up your bike.

you didn't have a car yet as you were scared to get your license so you'd either bike to Eddie's trailer or beg him to pick you up in his van. Eddie, luckily, didn't live to far away from you, it was about a ten minute bike ride from your house. the whole bike journey there you kept thinking of how Chrissy had been acting around you and how much you missed Eddie. you couldn't wait to just vent to him and he'd just be there, comforting you. you were in desperate need for one of his hugs. his hugs were one of your favourite things about him. his hugs always were filled with love and warmth and just made you feel so much better.

when you finally arrived to Eddie's trailer, you saw his van was parked outside meaning he was definitely home. you parked your bike outside and opened the door, seeing no Eddie sat on the sofa, you didn't see him in the kitchen either. this was just weird. you walked to his bedroom and saw the bedroom door was closed. it was hardly ever closed, only when Wayne was home. your heart dropped as you heard moans coming from inside the bedroom that most deformity were not coming from him.

you closed your eyes, hoping you'd been imagining whatever you had been hearing and then opened them again. you put your hand on the door knob and opened the door. there he was, in bed with Chrissy. you gasped, making both their heads turned toward you, Chrissy's eyes widened and Eddie had a guilty look on his face. you opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. you'd never felt heartbreak like it. your best friend and boyfriend were in bed together. your eyes filled with tears as you looked at the scene in front of you.

"y/n, sweetheart, this isn't what it looks like" Eddie said, sliding off Chrissy and slipping on his boxers that had been discarded on his bedroom floor. "is this why you've been avoiding me Chrissy? so you could fuck my boyfriend?" she looked down at the bedsheet before opening her mouth to talk. "you know what, i don't wanna hear it actually. i'm so glad you guys found each other" you said, turning around, letting your tears cascading down your cheeks.

both of them, the two people you trusted the most, betraying you. Eddie quickly got dressed, slipping on his shoes as he chased you out of the trailer. you left your bike outside, not wanting to be there any longer. you walked as quickly as you could, wrapping your arms around yourself as you silently sobbed, the thought of those two together filling your mind. "y/n, baby please wait" you heard, you knew it was Eddie. you felt his hand grab your arm, spinning you around to face him.

"y/n. you have to listen to me, it's not what it looked like" he said, putting his hands on your cheeks, wiping your tears. you pushed him away, ignoring the hurt look on his face once you did that. "what was it then Eddie? your dick just accidentally made its way into her vagina? wow thanks for enlightening me. you're an arsehole, leave me alone" you said, turning around to walk back home. this time Eddie ran to get in front of you, blocking you from walking down the path.

he spoke up, grabbing ahold of your hand "baby please-" "don't call me that. how could you do that to me huh? did this year mean nothing to you? do you know what it was like for me to even date you in the first place? i'd hear people i don't even know talk about me, 'oh, the queen of Hawkins High dating the freak, that's so weird, why is she dating him, she could do so much better, isn't he a cult leader? maybe she's a cult leader too, maybe she's a satanic worshiper. she's just as much of a freak as he is.'" you said, quoting what people would say about you in the hallways as you walked to your locker.

"but i didn't care because those people didn't know me, they didn't know us and i thought for once maybe someone actually genuinely liked me for me. i'd never listen to those shitty comments because i never saw you as a freak or a cult leader or any of those horrible things people would say about you because you were my Eddie. my sweet Eddie who was loving and caring and didn't sleep with my best friend behind my back" you sobbed, seeing his eyes fill with guilt and shame.

"i wanted us to be forever" you whispered, feeling his hand come up to your cheek again, stroking it gingerly. "we still can be y/n. we can just pretend like it never happened and we can go back to how we were before we did that-" he said tears falling from his eyes as he spoke, hoping you'd agree and be with him but you didn't. you shook your head as more tears fell down your face. "how long have you been fucking her Eddie" you whispered cutting off his sentence, pain filling your body as you spoke. "two weeks" he said looking down at the floor, your breathing stuttered, heart dropping to the floor as he said that. two whole weeks and you didn’t even realise. how could you be so stupid?

"i never want to see you again. don't call me, don't stop by my house, don't come into Family Video when i'm working just leave me alone. i hope she was worth it Eddie because i'll never forgive you for what you've done." you sobbed, pushing him out of the way as you starting walking home again, ignoring his eyes burning into the back of your head. "i love you y/n" he shouted out to you but you ignored him. you knew if you turned back around you'd forgive him and love him again but you couldn't do that. you deserved so much better than do be cheated on.

Eddie let his hands run through his hair as he watched you walk away, guilt eating him alive. he's hurt you and he hated himself for it. how could he do that to such a beautiful and kind girl like you? he sniffled and wiped his tears, turning around to walk back to his trailer, seeing Chrissy standing in the doorway. "i need you to leave" he said, brushing past her as he walked into his trailer to sit on the couch, feeling more and more guilty by the minute. "what? leave? how will i get home?" Chrissy asked, confusion laced in her tone.

"i don't care, i don't wanna speak to you, i don't wanna be near you just leave" he said, growing angry. "Eddie you can't be mad at me" she said, standing in front of him. "yes i can Chrissy. you've ruined my relationship" he shouted, making her startle and take a step back. she wasn't having this. "i think you're forgetting Eddie that i wasn't the only one who ruined it, you did as well. i may have instigated it but you didn't have to follow through. keep believing your own lies asshole" she said, walking out the trailer and slamming the door shut. he sat there astonished. she was right. he could have said no and you'd be there with him in his arms as you watched horror movies but no, he was sat on the sofa alone, drowning in his own guilt.

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strawberrybuff · 16 days

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That Boy is Mine

This is a Male original character x Maxxie Oliver Maxxie Oliver x Male oc/reader Other characters are included (Tony , Chris , Jal , Sid , Cassie , Michelle ) you can imagine the oc as whatever you like but I imagine him as a tanned skinned guy with Black hair not too long and not to short , he has a couple of piercings on his left ear and his taller then Maxxie might as well be taller then Anwar . this is my first time writing a smut - its not that good so don't be mean and also my first one-shot on Tumblr !!!!

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It was Monday Afternoon , and you have promised to meet up with a certain blonde in the studio .

You have arrived at the studio and saw Maxxie Practicing Tap dancing while talking on the phone , you leaned on the door Frame and smirked as he talked to Tony , he looked too cute with his outfit that you couldn't pull you eyes of him .

"God, I'm good." , as Maxxie turned back at you and smirked , you walked in front of him and glanced down at him and said "Do you know that you look hot while tap dancing" as you smirked .

"I've been told so by some certain black headed grunge Guy so many time" as he pulled your necktie and smirked "what are you doing tonight " Maxxie asked .

"why you wanna ask me on a date ? " as he kept pulling you necktie to stand in front of the table , you picked him up and dropped him on top of the table .

"someone has been working out" "Nah your just light as a feather" your eyes kept roaming his body as he look to petite , his body just gave you the feeling that it needs to be worshipped .

"I was asking if you want to go to this party that one of my friends is hosting , maybe I can show you off this time" .

"show me off" you smirked , you didn't wanna be shown off you wanna show off Maxxie instead he's the one who needs to be shown off he look like an angel ( a horny angel ) .

"come on were gonna have so much fun , you , me , making out ? what do you think ?"

"I won't say no to that !!!" you pulled him closer and held his waist , you glanced down at him , and oh my god , Maxxie is looking up at you with those 'eyes' , he look to cute and hot not to mess with .

you pulled him in and smashed your lips together as you took Maxxie by surprise , you feel him relax as he threw his arms on your neck and kept kissing you .

you took you hands off his waist and pull his shirt off his head .

"You really wanna do it here ?" Maxxie asked while panting and his lips rosy .

"of course not , you get hurt while on this table well just have to wait till the party , but I need some help tho - " as you looked down at your member , you gulp and look at Maxxie .

"Alright but its a preview to tonight " as he winked at me .

He got down on his knees and started slow and palmed your clothed member , it felt good as his small hands massaged you Member , you moaned and looked down at Maxxie and pulled his head closer to your member .

"Your eager " , "come on babe , you gotta use your mouth it will help better "

he looked up at you with those 'eyes' again and opened the zipper of your pants with his teeth , you moaned at the sight he looked too hot , he took your Member out and palmed the head of your member as you kept moaning his name over and over again .

"god , Maxxie .... ahh , God baby I need your mouth " Maxxie looked at you and licked the head of your member , you felt ecstatic as he kept kitten lick the head of you member as you pushed his head to take your length .

"Never thought that ill be sucking off the heartthrob of out college " "less talking and more sucking babe" you pushed his mouth onto your member roughly as Maxxie gaged at the length of you cock .

"ah ... that felt good baby , your so beautiful like this , gotta make you my ahh , my slut more often " "mhhm" "what you like me calling you my slut , gotta make you mine before that friend of yours beats me too it "

You kept pushing his head more roughly as Maxxie kept sucking you off , his mouth feels ethereal he's better than all the girls i've been with .

" I have to tie you up so no can take you away from me , you like that being my Own slut to fuck with" "mhghhhm" Maxxie had tears on his face as he look upon you he looks so ruined that you felt your climax nearing , you held his head in place as you kept pushing your cock inside of his mouth .

You've thrusted you cock as fast as you could as your climax was nearing , you haven't told Maxxie as you nearly came .

You moaned as you shoot you load down his throat , you held his head in place and as you felt you felt you were done you pulled his head of your cock and looked down at Maxxie.

*Gulp* "that was mhm delicious " "That was hot as fuck" " told you this was only a preview " You pulled him up on his legs and pulled him near you "you look hot as you swallowed my load , Gotta make you do that more often" as you winked at him and kissed him while pulling him outside so the both of you can ge ready to the party , as he leaned down to pick up his stuff .

you smacked his ass and said "Can't wait to ruin this one too" he got up and smirked at you as you two continued your way to your car .

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Fuck You, Billy. (Part 3)

Part One

Pairing Billy Hargrove x reader

Time Frame: between season 2 and 3 / October 1984 (Billy hasn't gotten his Lifeguard job yet)

Warnings: t/w rough handling, unadmitted consent, semi-lemon (unprotected)

Word Count: 7.7k

First Person POV

a/n: Hi everyone! This is going to be the last part of the Fuck You, Billy series. Anything I write for Billy x fem reader will most likely use this as background knowledge so if I get a request for Billy x fem reader, consider it as a side part for this series. I've really enjoyed coming back to Tumblr after writers block and getting all this love from the community so thank you so much! NOW to address the text at hand, I wanted to make it long so I could wrap it up. As a thank you from the support I've gotten I included a little bit of spice, some lemon perhaps. So buckle up, and get ready cause its show time!

I didn't expect Billy to stick around.

It's been a month since Billy blackmailed me into being his pretend girlfriend, and like now, Billy is still there everyday waiting for me by his car to pick me up after school.

"Took you long enough," he said taking a puff of his cigarette.

"It's Friday, you can afford to wait," I said, "Besides we still have to wait on Max, so don't you start giving me that tough guy bullshit."

He waited till I was right in front of him to blow out his smoke in my face. It smelt terrible and I couldn't help but cough up a lung when he did it.

He was laughing, but still kept his smug composure, "How many times do I have to tell you that you should watch that mouth of yours when you speak to me."

I was still coughing when I flipped him off, only earning myself more laughs from him in response.

"You'll never win me over when you do that kind of shit, " I said when I could finally breathe again. He rolled his eyes and put it out.

"C'mon let's go," he said putting his cigarette out on the concrete.

"What about Max?"

"I already warned her ahead of time, she'll find another way home. Let's go."

Once we got on the road I looked at him in curiosity. I know him, and I know that he must have had some reason to why he shooed off Max.

He said looking at me from the corner of his eye, "For somebody who claims they hate me so much, you sure do stare at me a lot."

"C'mon Billy cut the shit, where we going?"

"Nosey aren't you? You saying you don't trust me?"

"I don't trust any guy with a mullet," I said with a smirk, knowing it'd get a reaction out of him.

He nodded his head and I could see him mouth the word 'Wow', "I'll remember that."

"Good for you, I'm surprised that brain of yours can remember anything at all."

He kept nodding his head with a smile, saying nothing back for a moment, "And here I was about to tell you where we're heading, but I don't remember anymore baby, so guess we'll both just find out when we get there, won't we?."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah alright, but I'm not getting out of this car if you take me someplace weird."

On the way, I thought about that dinner I had with Billy's family the first day all this started between me and him. The whole family, including myself, ate in complete silence. I thought at least Max and her mom, Susan, would talk when Neil had gone back to his chair in the living room after scoffing down his meal, but the dinner table remained speechless.

I will never forget the way Billy looked that night.

He looked broken and letdown, but I could tell that he was just holding out for the sake of not embarrassing himself. He drove me back home in silence that night too, and he didn't even tell me bye once I got out the car. He simply drove off.

I thought for sure he was going to rid of me, but when I saw him waiting for me outside of school the next day, he acted as if nothing ever happened. I haven't been back at his house since and all I could ask myself is 'what happened outside between him and his dad that night.'

Whatever it was, it really affected Billy.

I tried everything to step away from Billy after that night; after I realized how horrible it would be to be involved in his life.

I refused to take a ride home from him day after day, but he'd just show up at my house while my dad was at work. I only spoke to him in very dry responses, but he'd continue to talk to me anyways. I even tried to give him back the clothes he bought for me, but the next day I found them in the mailbox.

After a week of going on like this he still stayed by my side and tried to stop me everyday after school to give me a ride home.

My heart couldn't take it anymore, seeing how much he was putting in to getting my attention back, so I finally just gave in and took the damn ride home.

Though one weird thing I noticed is that he completely stopped touching me. I was curious to why Billy had stopped, but if I was honest I kind of missed it. I caught myself blushing every time I thought about his legs rubbing in between mine, as he pinned me down to my own bed to do it.

I am full of gross self loathing shame for enjoying it.

I know myself, so I knew that if I was aboard his train before, I was definitely on now. Though not only was I just aboard, I was strapped into my seat. I don't think I could break out of it, even if I went at it with full force.

If the Billy Hargrove Express was going to crash, I'd be going down with it.

Billy handed me a bandana, breaking me away from my thoughts, "Put this over your eyes, don't complain about it either," he said.

"Wait why?"

"Jesus, just put the damn thing on. I just said don't give me shit for it."

I looked at him strangely, but took the bandana from his hands regardless. "I don't trust you at all just so you know. I'm only doing it because, knowing you, you'll probably stop us in the middle of the road again, like some lunatic, till I do."

"Damn straight I will, so hurry up and put it on," he said smiling at my comment.

I took a deep breath before tying the cloth around my eyes, completely blinding myself to where we were heading. As much as I give Billy shit, I do actually at least trust him enough to not be some raging serial killer like Ted Bundy.

Billy turned the music up in the car a little bit louder, making it to where all sound I could hear was he music around us.

It gave me shivers not knowing where we were going and having my senses taken away.

I take it back, maybe he could be another Ted Bundy.

If he was a serial killer, I'd be dead. Due to the smooth way the car traveled across the road and the sheer darkness from the blindfold, I fell asleep.

I woke up to Billy picking me up out of my seat. His touch startled me awake and I reached for the blindfold that cover my eyes, out of panic. He grabbed my wrist to stop me.

"Hey, if I wanted you to see again, I'd already have taken it off," he said now cradling me in his arms.

"I can walk dipshit, put me down."

"Yeah but then I have to guide your ass, and as funny as it would be too see you wipe out on the ground, I'd rather us just get there as quickly as possible."

I huffed and wrapped my hands around his neck. Even though I couldn't see I knew he'd be smiling like the prick he was because he was getting his way.

"You still want down?", he asked after walking us around a few feet.

"Yes, now can you please just put me down."

"Whatever you say," he said before throwing me out of his arms. I let out a scream, afraid of not knowing how far I was being thrown. I was expecting to hit the ground, but almost immediately as my worry began, I crashed into a soft squishy surface.

He was snickering at my sudden fright. while doing so, he stepped towards me, taking off my blindfold before I could even get situated to be sitting upright.

The sudden light burned my eyes as I looked up at the dark and tall figure above me, which I knew was Billy, even though my vision was still blurry.

It only took a few seconds for my eyes to stop burning, when I realized we were out in the woods, and I was sitting on a couch on some random porch.

Attached to the porch was a small cabin, and not too far off from us was a lake. I looked around, seeing nothing but woods and a small wooden dock, sticking out from the lake's shore.

"You blind folded me to take me here?", I asked looking up at him.

He looked down at me into my eyes before kneeling down to my level, "Yep. We're staying here this weekend, and since you don't really know where we are, you kind of don't have a choice in the matter."

"What about your dad?", I said before pausing, "What about my dad Billy, huh? You ever consider that?"

He shushed me. "Yeah I did actually, and he was ok with it."

"Oh really? So you just called my house, hoped it was my dad, then told him I'd be staying all weekend alone with you. Oh, and in case you forgot, Billy, you are literally a stranger to him." I huffed, "Yeah I don't think he would be quite so ok with that like you claim."

Billy rolled his eyes and shoved the bandana into my mouth in one quick swoop of his hand. "Yeah and that's why I didn't tell him the truth y/n. You think I'm an idiot or something?"

I spit out the bandana, onto the floor, almost as quickly as he shoved it into my mouth.

He was really starting to get on my nerves with the whole inconsiderate bratty child act.

I forced Billy to move back when I practically jumped up from where I was sitting, "You can't just decide I'm staying here Billy! And you lied to my fucking dad to get me here. What the fuck?", I said seconds away from slapping him, but I resisted the urge.

"I'm trying to give you a good weekend and you're mad at me? Your dad thinks your on some trip with the yearbook committee for the this year's yearbook. What's the harm. It's not like I kidnapped you," he said getting in my face.

"Yeah Billy, you basically did. Last time I checked, you never asked me if I was okay with this!", I yelled getting increasingly louder as I spoke.

I went to turn away, and for the first time in weeks he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me in close so he could get in my face. He was about to say something, but instead he looked at me in my eyes.

After a moment of staring into each other's eyes, I thought he was going to kiss me, like he had done before. I mentally prepared myself to be kissed, when suddenly he let me go.

I felt the air crawl it's way out of my body. I felt a ache in my heart but only for a moment. I actually got disappointed he didn't kiss me.

I huffed and internally scolded myself for being disappointed when I said, "You know you could have just asked me to come this weekend. You could at least be kind enough to give me the choice."

"Would you have said yes?", he added quickly.

"I don't know. I-", he interrupted me.

"Would you have said yes, y/n?"

I gulped and let there be a pause before I quietly shrugged my shoulders.

"It's not like I despise being around you. I- just-" , I had to pause to let out a nervous laugh, "I know we can have a good time. I mean I've had a fun time around you before."

He scoffed, "You sure as hell don't act like you have."

"Billy, you can't be serious?", I asked.

"No, I'd like to genuinely know, because I sat around for you everyday like some needy bitch, and you walked all over me for days despite that. Do you know how fucking embarrassing that is for me?"

I was too stunned to speak.

Afterall, this was the selfish man whore Billy Hargrove in front of me, admitting that.

"I won't say everything has been. . perfect, but," I looked at him ready to admit some feelings, "you've given me good memories since day one."

"Oh yeah the day I blackmailed you, that was a good memory?"

"Not all of that day of course. I mean you for sure scared the hell out of me that day. You were very intimidating, but not all of that day was bad."

He rolled his eyes and walked past me to sit on the couch on, he had previously thrown me onto. He lit up a cigarette and looked out onto the lake.

"I enjoyed going to the movies that day," I laughed in between my words, refusing to let the topic go, "and when you were on my last nerve you suggested we scream it out, and we just flew down that road afterwards with no care about how dangerous it was."

I quickly noticed him start to smile again.

"And dinner with you family wasn't all that bad."

He scoffed in a sort of half-laugh kind of way, "I can believe that other shit you were spewing out just now, but that dinner was fucking horrible."

"Maybe for you, though I don't really know how your side of things went," I said hoping he'd elaborate on it.

He huffed and took a long hit from his cigarette, "You ever even try to smoke a cigarette before?", he asked avoiding the conversation.

"I don't mean to pry Billy, just your dad seemed strange to me is all. I'm just curious if he's always like that or not."

"If you can smoke a whole cigarette with me I'll sleep on the couch and you can have the bed to yourself," he said. Even if the deal was a pretty good offer, he still was avoiding the conversation.

"Ok got it, you just expect me to tell you what's wrong when I start acting off, but your just allowed to avoid the question entirely?"

What I said, must have strung a nerve withing him. He put out his cigarette and within seconds he was standing up, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt, and pinning me against the wall of the cabin.

The sudden impact with the wall left me breathless as I looked up to Billy's angry eyes.

"Is this what you want to know y/n?" he asked spitting in my face as he smoke

"What the fuck is wrong with you?", I asked trying not to focus on my now aching back.

"A lot of shit you don't even want to get me started on," he forcefully let me go and let out an aggressive scream as he began to walk off towards the lake.

"Billy where are you going?" I asked but got no response for.

I pursued him as he marched his way out towards the lake. A part of me felt bad for edging him on, but I was in the right about this. Even if it was a sore topic for him, he didn't have to be such a closed off dick about it.

He sat down at the lake's edge and I stopped to stand behind him.

"The way I held you against that wall," he said after a long awkward pause, "is the same way my dad held me when we walked outside. .all because I brought you into the house."

"I didn't kno-" he shushed me once again, and patted down next to him, signaling me to sit. "I just get so fucking angry living out here. This cow-shit smelling, hick of a town, pisses me off to a extent where you can't even begin to understand," he said as I plopped down next to him.

"Why don't you move back?"

"There's no where to move back to."

"You don't have family back there?"

"My mom," he said scoffing, "but she left me and my dad when I was just a kid."

I could tell his mom was a sore subject for him to talk about. He hung his head and fiddled with his hands as he spoke about her, even if it was just a quick mention.

I decided to get off the touchy subject, "I don't live with him everyday, but your dad is a fucking asshole."

He nodded his head, "Yeah, he is."

"Max told me he's hit you before, which I don't agree with of course. It's really fucked up."

"Yeah well she and her mom are real pieces of shitty work too."

"You don't mean that."

"Yeah I do, and you wanna know why? If it wasn't for them I'd still be in California and my dad wouldn't be as much of a fucking prick asshole," he picked up a nearby stone and threw it as hard as could, to send it skipping across the lake's surface, "He wants me to be happy or some shit that they are in my life, and he wants me to act like their my family, but they aren't. It's not my fucking job to be responsible for Max either, when she's thirteen years old and isn't even my real fucking sister."

"She's still the closest thing you have to a sister."

"Yeah well step-sibling isn't close enough.", he said looking away from me.

I sighed and leaned my head on Billy's shoulder, hoping it would calm him down. Even if it was slightly.

"Just because your dad is a piece of shit doesn't mean you have to be like him, you know? I prefer the real Billy more than the stuck up asshole version of you."

"Yeah and what's that real Billy like?" he asked, obviously still frustrated.

"The real Billy waits for me every day after school to take me home even though he knew I would refuse it."

He stayed silent but I decided to keep going anyways

"Or the Billy who surprises me with a weekend getaway," I said with a nervous laugh.

"Yeah, sure seemed to me like you hated that I brought you here," he said, sending another another stone skipping across the water.

"No actually, I think it's very sweet of you to plan this out for us. I just think it was pretty inconsiderate of you and how you went about it," I looked to him, "You did kind of go out of your way to lie to my dad about it and then blindfolded me on the way here, so I wouldn't be able to get back home."

"You really think if I asked, you would have came?"

I made sure he was looking back at me before I spoke, "Yeah Billy, I think I would have," I let out a small laugh, "Hell, then we could have thought of an excuse together for my dad."

He scoffed, "You can't be the same y/n I know. She would get a high horse from me telling her she's right," he finally smiled, but it was different than his usual. It wasn't fake, or didn't come from his ego, this smile was genuine.

"Oh, so now you're saying I was right?"

"Jesus, nevermind, your still who I thought you were."

I lightly swatted his arm in a playful manor, "Well as much as I'd love to tell you, I told you so, I'm glad you told me." I added, "At least I didn't have to slam on my brakes in the middle of a road to make you do so."

"That just proves I'm a lot less work than you."

I scoffed, "You keep dreaming Billy."

He stayed silent for a second before yanking me and himself up off the ground. Before I could react, he picked me up off my feet and carried me to the dock I had noticed before.

"Don't you fucking dare!" I yelled thrusting around in his grasp as he walked.

"Oh yeah admit you're the bigger fucking handful and I'll let you go."

"You're the one who probably spends more than half an hour fixing your hair up in the morning, and I'm the handful?!" I asked not being to help myself from laughing.

He started swinging me as if he were to throw me, but didn't fully commit. He was giving me a warning.

"Last chance, y/n!" he yelled out. I yelled out in a fearful scream, choosing that over responding to him. I grasped onto him for dear life.

"Suite yourself!" he said throwing me into the water. I tried my best to cling onto him, so at least he'd come down with me, but his strength was ten-times my own. It was nothing for him to pry me off before throwing me out.

The water hit me like icy stakes piercing my body. It's much colder in the fall compared to the summer, so I doubt the water could be anything over than sixty-five degrees.

I popped my head out of the water just in time to catch Billy throwing his shirt onto the dock, before jumping in right after me.

I got yet another round of icy cold water to the face.

Seconds later, he too sprang his head up from the surface. He immediately started to shake the water from his hair like a wet dog, and screamed out a loud 'whoo', that echoed across the vast, open lake.

Both of us were laughing as he swam over to me and my shivering body. He scooped me up and wrapped my legs around him so he could hold me.

I blushed. This was the first time he had tenderly held me, since the first day we got into this whole mess.

He came in for a kiss, interrupting my giggles.

"Hmph!", I instinctively let out as his lips came crashing onto mine.

He was hungry. Last time we kissed was a month ago when he kissed me by sheer force. With the way I was kissing back now, I'm sure even he could tell that I wanted it. I wanted it bad.

His hands explored my back as I held onto him myself with my legs. The journeyed across my shirt until they found a resting spot near my lower back.

I broke away first, and for once he actually let me. This was better than I remembered, it was good. Really good.

No matter how great it made me feel, it still didn't change the fact that the water was freezing cold and I was shivering in his arms.

I stuttered from how cold I was, "Can- Can we please go- go back onto the shore?"

He shook his head, denying my request, "Admit it."

"Billy!" I threw my head back in annoyance that he was still even on the same subject that got us into the water in the first place.

"It's your fault if we catch a cold from being out here for too long, so you better hurry it up and just admit it."

I huffed, "Ok for fucks sake Billy," I gave him a mean looked before I continued, "I can be a handful sometimes, just like everyone else, so can we please just get out of this water."

His egoist smile returned, "First one out gets to sleep in the bed," he said suddenly dropping my weight back into the water. I almost went back under, but I was half expecting him to let me go either way.

"You cheating prick!" I yelled out, but he just laughed.

Not only did he beat me to the shore, but he beat me back to the cabin to. It was quite a sight to see him in such a hurry to grab his previously striped clothes off the dock, before running back up to towards the cabin.

It made me smile how Billy reminds me of a happy toddler, who just is over themselves with excitement, when he is having fun.

I finally drug myself back up to the cabin, walking into it for the first time, soaking wet.

"Hey don't move, you're still soaked!" he yelled out from across the small cabin.

"And you aren't?" I yelled back.

I didn't receive a response till he trotted his way back over to me with folded towels wrapped up in his arms, for us to dry off with.

"What just happened out there proves I can be quick about pretty much anything," he said gloating.

"I'm sure you're right. You really are quick about everything." I said with a wink.

He scoffed, "I'm sure you'd like to know. Wouldn't you sweetheart?" he said wrapping a towel around me.

"Maybe I would," , He paused for a half a second, not expecting that sort of response. "Maybe I wouldn't. You'll sure as shit never find out," I continued after a long pause.

"Well your stuck all alone with me all weekend, I wouldn't be so quick to say that."

"Oh yeah and boost your ego? I'd rather go drown in that lake out there."

He rolled his eyes.

Billy was obviously prepared for this trip, and it was certainly no last minute decision on his part. The entire kitchen was stocked for the weekend, and the sheets on the bed had been freshly washed.

Billy even bought me a couple outfits to wear for the weekend, knowing he would take me here by surprise, leaving me no time to prep.

"You do realize how this all seems suspicious to me right?" I said finally snuggling in on the couch after drying off and changing into a silky pajama set he had bought for me.

"How so?", he said coming to sit next to me after turning on the TV across from us.

"You replaced all my clothes, I have no idea where I am, you've had this planned out for a few days at least, and there's a lake about thirty feet from this cabin for easy disposal."

"What am I? Ted Bundy?", he asked, reading my thoughts.

"You could be. I mean you totally check off all the boxes to be a serial killer." I said smirking.

"Well you're the one who said you'd rather drown than sleep with me so if your dead body ends up in the lake that's by your own doing."

I rolled my eyes, "Even if you kidnapped me into bringing me here, I still am glad to spend the weekend somewhere outside of my bedroom," I said tempted to lay my head on his shoulder.

"Is this a thank you I hear?" he said. This was pure fuel for his ego.

"Yeah, it is. Thank you."

"Guess I'll have to kidnap you more often then." he said scooting closer to me.

He and I both let out a little laugh at the wording, and I finally gave in and laid my head on his shoulder as we both looked at the TV.

All I remembered was closing my eyes for a second, but before I could stop it, I was asleep on his shoulder.

When I opened my eyes again, everything was completely dark except for the TV that illuminated us on the couch and the surrounding area.

I blinked a few times before realizing I was still on the couch, I went to stand, but there was an arm around me, that wrapped tighter when I moved.

Billy.

I froze, realizing I had carelessly fallen asleep in the arms of Billy. He groaned from my previous motion, and snuggled me tighter, as to keep me fleshed up against him.

My face was on fire, and as much as I'd like to stay here snuggling. Now that I was up, I had to piss so bad I was going to explode if didn't.

I tried my best to get out of his grasp, but he instinctively held on like how a child holds onto their favorite teddy bear.

"Billy. I need to get up," I said softly while nudging him arm.

He groaned and when I looked back at him, he was shaking his head no.

'Goddamn how is that even when he's asleep, he's still a selfish bastard.' I thought to myself.

I grabbed one of the couch pillows that fell onto the floor and held it to my chest. With my free, I began to lift Billy's arm up from my side.

When I finally had it up enough for me to get through, I quickly got up and replaced myself with the pillow.

When I got back, the lamps had been turned on, and Billy looked to me while standing before an open fridge.

"You know you woke me up the second you started moving me around yeah?" he said half asleep still.

"I had to piss and you wouldn't let me up. What was I supposed to do?," I answered. He didn't respond, only to pull out some cookies from the fridge.

"You keep cookies in the fridge?"

"They taste better cold," he said ripping apart the packaging.

I lifted myself to sit on top of the counter, next to him. I dipped my hand down to steal a cookie, so I could test his opinion out for myself. We both munched in silence as I formed my own opinion.

"Nope, tastes exactly the same," I said.

"That's cause your opinion is shit," he said still with a mouth full of cookie.

"Ha, no. Your opinion is shit, have you seen the type of women you've slept with?" I asked jokingly.

"What's that say about you then?"

"Well I haven't slept with you."

"Not yet, but your curiosity will get the better of you soon enough," he said smiling

I ruffled his bed head, "You wish."

He stood in front of me, trapping me in his arms as he placed them on the counter space on both sides of me, "What's stopping you?"

I laughed, "You're joking right?"

"Afraid not babe."

I rolled my eyes, "You do realize that the only reason you know I even exist is because I turned you down after you tried to get in my pants at some stupid party? You got all handsy with me then too."

"I touched your waist, big deal."

"That's besides the point! The point is, Billy, is that if I sleep with you, you win," I huffed.

He smirked as he leaned in closer to my face, "So that means you want to, but just won't let yourself? All because, what? I'll win?"

I blushed, "Wha? No. Did you not hear me at all?"

He forced me to look at him in the eyes by tugging at my chin, "I heard you, but I can also tell that your lying."

"I'm not lying Billy." I said with butterflies in my stomach.

"C'mon cut the shit y/n.", he said with his typical devilish grin.

If my blush wasn't noticeable before, it for sure was now.

He leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "You didn't think I'd notice how you cling onto me when I touch you, did you sweetheart?"

He ran his hand up my thigh stopping just before the edge of the silky sleep shorts he bought for me. He gave my thigh a good squeeze occasionally as he explored the surface.

It was true that his touch always sent thrills all through me, but that doesn't change how I feel on the inside. This only started, because all I was to him was another plus one to his body count.

"The only reason we talk now, is because we're friends. I know that you only wanted me for sex though when this all started, I'm not stupid." I said in a somewhat of a pouting tone, "Why would I sleep with you?"

He paused and let my chin go, "At the party, yeah, I did just want you, you looked fucking amazing," he got a sincere look on his face, "I also told you the next day how you intrigued me. You stood up to me, and I liked that a lot."

"Just because you tell me that I sexually intrigue you doesn't change anything about this, Billy."

"You got my respect then, y/n," he said, "I think your fucking sexy of course, but I liked the way you carried yourself that night. It's way different than any other bitch I've met here."

Had my whole problem really turn out to be a complete misunderstanding?

"How am I supposed to know you were being sincere then? You forced me to kiss you and coerced me into being your fake girlfriend. That's a lot of mixed signals don't you think?"

He hung his head and smiled, "y/n, I'm good enough to get anyone I want.", he said proudly admitting his ego, "but even after you ignored me, everyday, I stayed. Your the only one here in this hick town to ever earn my respect."

I felt my breath crawling its way out of my body with every word he spoke. This was not the Billy I came to know at first. This was the Billy who could finally let his guard down around me.

Though his attitude was awful and his ego was still raging, I finally could see him as a loving partner.

"Just forget it," he said backing off.

"Billy," I said grabbing his hand on my thigh before it could fully leave.

"Did you only threaten me into pretending as your girlfriend, just so you could . . . get to know me?"

"That sounds pretty fucked when you word it like that y/n."

"Yeah well that's what happened you dick, don't avoid the question."

He laughed in a nervous kind of way, "You intrigue me in all ways sweetheart, so yeah, don't get a big fucking head about it."

I was red all over.

I laughed at how he could say something so sweet, but still act like a dick at the same time. It was just the way he was, and it's what I fell for in him.

I pulled his hand to rest up on my waist before I gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"I guess you've got my interest too," I said softly, "It's not every day a guy admits he enjoys his time around me."

"Told you I was nice."

"Well, at least now you are."

I looked into his eyes, realizing he was coming in for another kiss. I snickered as I turned my head away, making him kiss my cheek instead. "I didn't give you permission for that," I said.

"Good thing I don't need it," he said as he picked me up off the counter.

"Hey! What the hell Billy?"

"I'll just take what I want, if you won't give it too me, babe," He held me with one hand so he could give a nice tap to my ass, "I'll get you begging for it, in no time."

We got into the bedroom and he didn't even bother flipping on the lights. There was still plenty enough shining in from the living room.

He threw me on the bed before pinning me down with his hands, ramming his lips into mine instantly. I tried to push against him, but it only made him force me down even harder.

Unlike last time I was pinned to a bed by Billy, I was kissing back. I couldn't resist this any longer, but the realization of that only made me angrier to be proving him right. My anger fueled the kiss even more, only adding more steam to the fire happening around us.

He freed up one of his hands to aggressively explore my body. He let his hand travel across my torso letting it rest on my ribcage for a moment. It didn't take him long to discover there was nothing being worn underneath the shirt.

"Well what do we have here?" he said breaking away from the kiss.

I blushed and turned my head away, I was in so much shock I could barely speak, "Mine- It was- The lake- It got wet." I fumbled with my words, but it still got the message across. He laughed, menacingly, before slamming his lip back onto mine.

He started exploring the new discovery, but held himself back from going over the top. He was toying with me. Teasing me.

I put my newly free hand on his cheek so I would have a deeper grasp on the kiss. I tried to move from his cheek down to his chest, so I could do my own exploring, but at the touch of his collarbone he stopped, breaking our kiss.

I hated the feeling of the cold air on my lips when he moved away, but I hated it even more that I was actually pouting about it.

"Beg me," he said

I shook my head no out of stubbornness, so he gave my thigh a good hard love tap. I let out a whimper due to the sheer unexpected force that came to me.

"Say it y/n."

"I can't- I can't." I said hiding my face with my free hand.

"Why not sweetheart?" he whispered. I stayed silent and simply held onto his wrist that pinned down my other hand.

I couldn't think straight due to all the emotions I was feeling. I was nervous, excited, and my whole body burned with lust.

I was to embarrassed to speak, but I couldn't deny the fact that I liked what was happening between us. I wondered frequently how he would be in bed, since he was always the one to bring it up. In all that time I thought about this, I never expected that I would be left so speechless.

Even in the dim light, I caught a glimpse of his cocky smile, before he flipped me over onto my stomach.

I attempted to lift my face from the bed, but he shoved it back down into the fluffy comforter with his hand.

"If you aren't going to use your mouth to talk then you don't need it at all," he said after giving me another spank to my ass. The sound echoed off the walls, luckily covering the squeal I made. "I'll just let the rest of you speak for itself."

With no struggle from my part, he lifted my shirt, exposing my whole back to him.

I tightly grasped onto the blankets as he kissed down my back, but it wasn't long till his lips got bored and he made his way further down to my shorts.

After removing those pretty quickly, he started to take off his own clothes.

"Wait- Wait, Billy," I said lifting myself weakly from the bed.

If it wasn't the sight of his bare upper body that made me blush, it was for sure going to be what I had to say, "I'm- I-"

He flipped me around the rest of the way, back onto my back. He leaned over me, letting a hand rest on my face while using the other to balance himself. "You know you talked all that shit, but you can't even speak right now. Slow down so I can understand you."

I took a deep breathe and looked at him, "I'm not on any pill," I managed out.

He laughed, "That's what your worried about right now?"

"I think it's a perfectly good thing to be worried about right now, so yes," I quickly blurted out.

"This isn't my first time you know, now I can't say the same for you, but-"

"This isn't my first time either, thank you," I interrupted.

He raised a brow, "Oh really? With how nervous you are, and how defiant you've been. I figured it was."

"No, I- This isn't new for me. Just how you are is new for me." I said speaking more quietly as I went on.

"You mean somebody with experience is new to you?" he laughed.

"I guess," I looked away, "Your very handsy."

"How could I not be? You've been keeping me waiting," I gave him a pouty stare in return.

"Careful for now, pill for next time. Ok?," he continued.

I nodded my head in agreement. I trusted him, and he's right, he does have way more experience than I have. If he says that he'll be careful, I trust him.

"Now where were we?" he said while scaling his eyes down my now exposed body.

After plenty of fore-play on both sides, he had me close to him and finally put himself into position on top of me. The embarrassment I felt from the noises I made when he started, could single handedly put me in my grave.

He completely blurred my mind after putting me through multiple rough and intense rounds.

He always kept things interesting, never letting me take it for too long in a certain position. Whether I was pressed into the bed or thrown into his lap, no matter how he was ramming into me, I held him tight.

I've never felt such an intense emotion before and quite frankly, I was addicted. I wouldn't complain when he would hastily go back in for more, even if it left me with no time to rest.

I very much so regret calling him quick at 'everything'.

He would edge me for what felt like an eternity before he would allow me to spill. He always made me wait for him, no matter how good I was feeling. I shamefully admitted how wrong I was for calling him quick, earning myself a even quicker pace at which we were going.

After hours of endless pleasure, he decided enough was enough, after seeing how utterly worn out I was. It was still dark outside, but I knew the sun would be coming up soon. I needed rest.

He pulled me in close before laying beside me on the bed. Stroking my head as I thought to myself.

Even when he wasn't ramming himself inside me, he could be so vicious and forceful, but I learned there was a reason to his extremely rude demeanor. He was only so snappy so he wouldn't ever have to confront his feelings head on.

He tries to pretend he doesn't care about anyone, but really he just wants no one to view him as weak. He was conditioned to think that way.

"How about instead of screaming matches in my car, we just do this to let out some anger," he said pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Then we'd be at this all the time," I responded rolling my eyes.

"I can shut you up again if you keep up with that attitude."

I cuddled into his chest, saying nothing in response.

"Yeah that's about what I thought," he said wrapping his arms around me.

"I thought you liked it when I stood up you," I questioned.

"Yeah, but I like it when you suck it up and just be mine as well."

"Pretend yours? Or actually yours?" I asked quietly.

He snickered, probably about how shy I was at the moment, compared to usual, "Actually mine."

"I think I'd like that too."

We both had our problems, and Billy's family life was going to for sure be a problem later, but right now I could be happy. Right now I trusted Billy.

Even though his scary and unpredictable behavior would always leave me feeling uncertain, but he's now showed me multiple times that he can normally handle things, even if its still in his own snarky matter. He showed me that I didn't have to ask him to change, that he would just do it on his own for my sake.

The weekend flew by after a days full of more intense times in bed, cooking meals together, talking about where'd we like to get jobs at for the upcoming summer, and working out with one another. He went out of his way to create a personal routine for me, so I wouldn't feel left out. I didn't expect to feel sad when it was time to head home, but I was.

It felt like Billy and I were already living our life together.

We completed our final task of packing all the leftover food into the trunk of his car, and now it was time to leave. I wistfully watched the cabin disappear from view as we drove away and began our journey of heading back to civilization.

When this started between us in the theater of Hawkins High, I was not in love with Billy Hargrove. In fact I thought he was a total dickhead. I'm not wrong though, he totally was.

Despite it, he made me feel alive. I had to tell myself, I can't fall in love with Billy Hargrove.

I laid awake at night, in my own bed, hoping I wasn't going to fall, because why would any person fall for such a self centered man.

What we had was beyond my control. I would yell out screams of frustrations till I would wake up the next day, unable to speak. I wanted to control my feelings, and I wanted to hate him, but I couldn't.

Even though I wanted to hate him, I always knew we were much more than just pretend. I knew I would inevitably fall, so once I embraced it, everything changed.

He opened himself up and I was able to see the true Billy. He was unpredictable and inconsiderate at times, sure, but he always cared for me in his own bitchy way.

He went out of his way to check up on me even if it was in a snarky tone. It was just who Billy was, and I finally understood that. I finally felt like I would be safe to care for him as well.

I can't believe I'd ever actually admit it, but I fell in love with Billy fucking Hargrove. It was clear that I was his, and he was mine.

No matter what we would have to go through, we would be each other's future.

#stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove smut #stranger things smut #billy hargrove angst #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #billy hargrove fanfiction

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plantcrazy · 1 month

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Lost Children Progress Update 17/4/24

It's been a little while since I did one of these. I've been giving small updates here and there, but a big one once in a while is nice, and I enjoy sharing my progress. It's sort of motivating. You know? To look and see, 'Oh wow, I did a lot' or 'wow, I didn't accomplish a lot, but I'm proud of what I did do!' (Some chapters take their time to come together, other the ideas just flow on to the paper).

ANYWAY! You don't care about this. You want to know how long till the next chapter comes out, right????

So, will start with the elephant in the room: Ch.19. It's only 8 pages, which is why, despite the first 3 technically done (anything at 90% is just to digitalise & add text), I haven't uploaded anything.

It's about done. I'm just stuck on page 5 (and two panels of page 4). They're a flashback. A god-damned nightmare of a flashback to draw and... I don't want to do it TT , but for effect and impact, the story needs it >>

Otherwise:

(That should be 20/22 chapters done :P )

Part 1 is coming together swimmingly! With the recent addition of 2 new chapters and, I think, this is as big as part 1 will be getting. I'm finishing off tidying up how I want Part 1 to end at the minute, and then we'll have a small time skip to part 2.

(And maaaaaaybe I'll go back to the start and add an intro chapter to give more info on what the heck happened in the Triple Threat Ending to make Henry think screwing up the timelines and making a new one was a great idea. IDK. Still on the hedge about where to put this info)

Also! The poll I'm running looks like everything in one fic will win, for how it gets uploaded on A03. In two days time once the poll is finished I'll work on implementing those changes (, unless the poll swings back the other way again :P ).

Part 2:

The order of the first 9 chapters, take with a grain of salt. I'm still finalizing the order.

For the most part it's just detailed ideas of what I want to happen in each part + 4 chapters finished, 2 being edited.

'Standing on the Ledge' came out FANTASTIC. I cannot wait to upload that one. Personal favourite of the part so far. 2nd place going to 'Stuck With You'.

And what is that at the bottom? A familiar chapter name! Yes! We're getting back to the Wall. Slowly but surly our characters will be reunited with their frozen prisons, well-

Those who I haven't/ don't kill off~

*eViL lAuGhInG! >:D*

jk.

Or am I?

Anyway,

Part 3:

Part 3 is mostly a butt-ton of editing. It looks like most of the new chapters will land in part 2 (asides from 4), so part 3 will be similar to the original version, but not, given all the minor changes you're about to witness snowball into avalanche sized consequences!

^^;

Anyway, I've edited 4 so far dated them since it's going to be a while till we get to Part 3. That being said, given it's 85%ish editing, it should hopefully just be rapid fire chapter uploading when we do get there :)

I think that's about all I've got to say?

Er... you guys should be aware by now of the 'I'm in uni, chapters are as I have time/wrist able' disclaimer. So...

OH! Also, this is all going up on A03 (once the poll is done), so I can keep the readers over there who don't follow this Tumblr up-to-date with what's going on. So when you see a new chapter update in your inbox, don't get too excited ^^;

And finally, for you.

My dear read.

Who has read through my long waffle and sporadic episodes of evil laughter and fun!

I have an... 'opportunity'

*Snots* I sound like a Mafia boss with Liam Neelson's voice reading this allowed.

I left my colour coding in Part 2 (as I couldn't be bothered to remove it ^^; ), so... will have some fun with this.

Whoever can figure out who's POV are colours blue or green will get a free half or full body drawing of one character (SFW), of their choice (mine, oc, stickmin or another fandom (at my discretion)).

And we'll say... 2 guesses a person (either two on one colour, or one guess for each colour) to make it fair. (It shouldn't be too hard, there's only 12 POV's, and you've met them all but one coming in at Part 3.

OH!

And there will be three winners in total.

Good luck :)

(btw, I'm going to bed now, so first people with the right answers are the winners in case you all rush in here with your answers over the next... 10 ish hours...

Unless... you're the only person to read this far >> )

#thsc #the henry stickmin collection #lost children of the ccc #update #fanfic #lost children #long post #you should totally read to the end *wink*#wip

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hummingbirdstuffsblog · 1 year

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So i was waiting to the hype to die down a little to be capable of coherence but it doesn't lol so to hell with it!

@infamous-if dunno if i should write a comment or tag you so here i come, let the tumblr gods decide if this excuse of review(?!)will find you lmao

SPOILERS!!!! DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAYED YET!!! ALSO GO PLAY INFAMOUS IF WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR???!!! IS A MASTERPIECE!!!!

Firstly! My mc, he/they, cutie patootie and humor based little guy cause they are my weakness, band is named Chaos Anthem(ty author!!!), mc stage name is Deviant(i am Bad at naming, don't make fun of me i will cry is a promise!) Couldn't think of any lyrics so i used the song Follow you from Bring me the horizont(please don't come after me is all in good fun & i am poor) and my fans are Pandemaniacs (cause my brain is broken and it sounds cute lol) and thats all? I use the same mc to romance all the ros(i will pursue all of them!i love them!!!)

Seven my beloved~ i had the most fun with this brat omg i wanna bite them they are so so jajdnfkdls i love them but they are a mess lmao

Funny story: party, seven, they ask no contact we don't exist and when i ask what if i don't want to?they look hurt!hurt!!!my scrunky little cat!and ask "i am a joke to you?" All pissed and HURT mc:💔💔💔

so fast forward buses! Who we rooming with?!one hand WB the asshole n1 and then 7 my love that hates my guts so i think i am gonna respect 7 boundaries(see if i don't win you back you mf!i love you!!!) And i choose WB to the ire of my bestie Rowan(💔i am sorry baby) and and and 7:

Wha?!!! What?!!!! 7?wha!! I laughed till i cried lmao i am gonna marry this man is a oath!!!!

7 king(gn) of mixed signals & i can't stop thinking about mc deeply in love with them and what was that they wanted to say before the fight broke out... will remain a mystery i guess lol

Orion or papa Orion: i love him i love how competent he is and omfg hard ass with softness for mc lets fucking go i am on my knees i love him to hell and back please O bully me for the rest of my life i love you so much💗💗💗💗💗💗

Seb loml: omg my love i love him i want to smooch his little face how can they be so sweet so cute?!!!this is criminal i tell you!!!

Maya is the sweetest little fan and i love her forever💗💗💗💗💗

August my cutie my love my little meow meow i love them your honor nothing more to say they got me when they smiled a my thumbs up💖💖💖💖💖

V omfg such a beauty~ wow just wow i cannot wait to talk with her!!! I am planning to do the poly route but gotta be honest i don't get how tf my mc is gonna do that cause scrunky funny dumbass and literal godess don't seem to mesh lmao is gonna be a lot of notice me V from here out i am not hopeful of my sucess lmao

G you little menace: gotta say i was right there with mc gushing cause i can't help it!!!first tried to be cool but meh may as well be true to myself hahaha i love them!!! I am so so intrigued about all the thing with B, also when they come up after our win, they seem guilty as heck?!!why? So you rigged the competition?ok that sucks and some mcs are gonna take it harder than others(mine is pretty laidback, so i guess they gonna be upset a little but will move on) but it seems like really really to much guilt for that alone?!!i am so sus rn please someone tell me i reading to much into it cause i am scared! Anyway if G is there i go fan n1 cannot help it lmao cannot wait to meet them again~

The band!!! I love them! I love Iris and her tough love and Dev with her slightly less tough love lmao and Jazzy my dear!my sun i love her!!!!! First in my heart gotta be Rowan💗💗💗 R who save me from the scolding for napping and that has my mcs back in their silliness(read finger guns lmao) i am sorry i let you down with WB baby, reason why i had to go back and choose SV

And boy i am happy i did💗💗💗💗

My baby~~ i love him your honor

This post is a mess and i am gonna keep it so to my 2 followers out there(that i am pretty sure are bots lmao) i am sorry💞💞💞

Infamous if is amazing and lives in my head 24/7 thank you so much author for all the dedication and work that was to write that ginormous prologue + ch 1 you are a god!!!! I'll love you forever!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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fivekrystalpetals · 1 year

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Not having your live reading of Pandora Hearts will be sad ! I loved seing your analysis, I'm happy you enjoyed it :3

Awwww thank you so much ❤!! yes it’s gonna be so sad for me too to not have my weekly live screaming sessions,, nooo this masterpiece of a story got over ;_; as they say, every good thing has to come to an end (nooooo~) so we gotta enjoy it till it lasts ;_; [I want to reread it again, but not anytime now... I need time to recover, sadly it seems I am getting increasingly upset and frustrated seeing A Certain Someone’s logic and arguments so I need some time to get over it and read again with a clearer mind; lol I generally don't get this upset over a fictional character but this guy’s character resonate a lot with someone ik ig that’s why I associate one with the other in my mind idk]

Break continues to be my favorite character which is honestly a surprise bc I tend to change my favorite midway through the series (I am not faithful shhh); Lottie and Lacie come a close second (well-written female characters tho they had not enough screen time (at least not for me, I wanted to see more of them!), they have lots of gaps and flaws I can develop on in my mind and in my fics if I ever post anything)

The two Alices, Oz and Gil: they are my babies now I adopted them, already signed adoption papers and all 💪 (once again, a surprise bc I hardly ever care about the main characters but these four are just... made-to-be-loved how dare anyone hurt them?!?!? *looking at a Certain Someone 🔪🔪* I just wish we saw more of Alyss and her thoughts, likes, dislikes etc. before the end. Since Cheshire loved her but was dead scared of our Alice, Alyss must have craved for meat less lol)

Fun fact: my favorite arc in Pandora Hearts still remains *drumroll* Headhunter Arc my beloved <3

not only was it mochijun’s super self-indulgent glamorous-makeover-for-all-my-characters arc but also has some of the best cliffhangers, plot twists and lore—humpty-dumpty (this chain damn!), Fianna’s house and their eerie ritual of making contractors out of little homeless kids, the doings of Isla Yura, his cult of Jack worshippers and the Nightrays (except Elliot ofc) all gave me chills and thrills, kept me to the edge of the seat,, say, if you see, I have less live drafts for that arc, it’s because... I was so invested in the story I couldn't even bother to pause and log on to tumblr; I just had to get to the end. It was like a standalone, little whodunit+thriller story arc with Eliot as the detective/protagonist set out to investigate his family’s curse ;_; and then the final reveal of the actual criminal (Retrace 61) 😭 (something I had guessed at in the beginning from Lottie’s words but the rat is just that good at distracting us from the truth =_=)

The rest of the story is, well, do I need to explain aghfhshfg why is this story so compact and coherent and filled with so much foreshadowing right from the first panel of the Retrace 1 that it still gives me goosebumps (I was actually talking about Retrace 76/77 with my friend (no, not specifying names or giving out spoilers, she hasn’t read PH yet and I am slowly luring her in with a carrot into this rabbit hole)—kinda like: See? I think I have uncovered a huge conspiracy theory— you know the suspected immortals in our world? I think they never die but go full Benjamin Button mode back and forth! She is super interested to know more and I am waiting to cast The Question: *conspiratorial tone* Do you wanna read something with a plot like that?)

ahhhh lol I was rambling but thank you so much for sticking around with me til the end, reading my analysis and posts (most of them were my incoherent screams fgsghghsj) and for this ask! It was so sweet of you <3 <3 And although I ran out of my live drafts, I do plan on writing a lot on the other characters too (in fact, I have three posts—character analysis of sorts—about Oswald, Gil, Vince and the Baskervilles in general—in my drafts and then, a few others in plans.) I will also be screaming (and probs writing fics bc what else to do when a ship takes its roots inside your head) about my favorite ship ahem ahem, which no one but me likes 😭😭, so that too.

So no worries, PH brainrot is going strong! my reactions on tumblr is actually minimal,, only about 10% of how much of a nuisance I was with people here irl at Certain Points in the story lmaohgjsgj

#pandora hearts #asks #anon #may-answers #thank you for this ask!#glad you enjoyed reading my posts ❤#sorry i am answering this a little late but i was rather sick over the week #and only now am i opening desktop tumblr #also i cut down many of my posts and deleted some of my rants and character critical posts #after that one post i wrote about reim and people started vagueing about me in main tags *shrugs*#(btw i haven't changed my mind about that lol i still hold him responsible for cough cough someone-important's death cough cough)#so what i really posted is a lot of percent less than what i started out to write gjshjgkskl

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zinthelost · 7 months

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Back again

Looping back to Tumblr to scream into the void or something. I'm told journaling helps. Probably helps more if you do it more than once a year.

I could do a review but no one wants to hear about my dead cat, failing job, or crippling loneliness. Let's say the year has been less than great and leave it at that.

I'm trying to get better these days. That's the important part. But man it's rough. After 6 years of caring for everyone and destroying myself and masking 24/7, I've found I... have no idea who I am anymore. Or what I want. Or even what I like. It's a weird feeling.

Like I'm sure I've met me, but honestly I couldn't tell you much about the guy. A good cook. Helpful. A little weird but at least the trauma made him funny. Not sure what he does in his spare time, tho.

Apparently this is common in my situation. I got a therapy exercise where I have to list 5 moments in my life where I felt alive. Then I should look over them and figure out the common threads to find what will make me... not just sit on my couch for hours, filling the time, waiting for 11 when I can finally go to bed. Cus that's pretty fucking sad, right?

But fucking hell, it's kinda depressing how hard this is. I'm really having to dig around to find something where I was purely happy and enthused without xyz making it shitty. I'm 43. This shouldn't be this hard.

Fuck.

But easy isn't going to make anything better. And I want better. I want to feel secure and engaged and want to stay up till 2 am cus I want to do just one more thing! So I'll go back to racking my brain for happy memories and I'll do my page of bad drawings to get over my crippling fear of failure and I'll do my stupid mental health walks.

And maybe I'll remember to update this. Maybe.

#depression #therapy

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heartmix · 2 years

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Watchamacallit (Drew McIntyre x Reader)

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x female!reader

Word Count: 900+

Warnings: Cheating, Implied smut, very bad at trying to write in an accent

A/N: another one of my old wattpad writings. since this was from my wattpad the storyline might be an old one, or the one I had in mind while writing this. very iffy about this one but I just want to get it out of my tumblr drafts

Based on the song Watchamacallit by Ella Mai ft. Chr*s Br*wn

Masterlist \ Wrestling Masterlist

It was wrong but you still continued it. Both of you knew it was wrong but it still went on like it was second nature. It was pretty impressive actually. Nobody thought you both had something going on. To them, you guys were just tag team partners and good friends who knew each other for about a good decade. So it helped that people didn't get suspicious when they see that you're always together. How did you end up in this position? Neither of you knows. I guess the feeling was always there.

I know you got a girlfriend, baby. You know that I got a man, ooh yeah. (ooh yeah, shit, ooh, it's cool) We could wait till we're single (damn ) But it won't be as fun then (ooh, shit, no, ooh, baby)

It was Monday Night Raw, you and Drew were due to be out for Drew's match against Baron Corbin. Normally you would have a small ritual with him before going out but he brought his girlfriend so that was not happening the way you wanted it to. When you were with Drew you honestly forgot he had a girlfriend and you forgot you had a boyfriend, it was bad. He could sense that you were a little bit off the whole night and it was bothering him. He hated when you were feeling this way but you really had no time to speak about it since you were out in the ring waiting for Baron.

"Someones a lil bit on tha edge." He said leaning down whispering in your ear so the camera wouldn't catch what he is saying to you. Both of you kept in character making like you were talking about Baron while he made his way to the ring.

"Ya ya, whatever's." You huffed but your facial expression was the opposite. You held a smirk looking at Corbin.

"I'll make it up to ya tonight." He said smirking down at you which made you smirk.

"Sounds like a plan." You said patting his shoulders while he helped you out of the ring seeing it was time for their match.

Girl, I know you got a man (oh, woah) He can't make you lose it like I can, I can tell that you been working all night, all night. 'cause baby what he don't know won't hurt him (white lies, white lies, yeah)

You thought you were a bit on edge when Drew was with his girlfriend but boy Drew was something else. Your boyfriend surprised you for the day since the show was in LA and he had the night off. Ever since being with Drew, you don't have that excitement when you see your boyfriend. Long-distance relationships were hard so when you saw each other both of you were the happiest people on earth, nothing else mattered. Now it's like you are pretending to be excited. Both of you were doing things with other people but neither of you wanted to say anything. It wasn't fair but you didn't want to own up to it, not yet.

"Come on lass, please, I know you want this." Drew said on the phone while you were on the balcony of the hotel room you were sharing with your boyfriend for the night.

"What if he wakes up?" You said looking back at your sleeping boyfriend since it was 2 in the morning. Drew should be sleeping but he couldn't, there was one thing that he knew could make him go to sleep and that was being with you.

"What he doesn't know won't hur him." He said which was very tempting. "Ya deserve it after tonight. Ya were amazing." He continued sweet-talking which always got you. He knows you too well.

"Give me 5 minutes." You said with a huff giving in.

"See ya love." Drew said which you can tell he was smirking because of his tone. You hummed before hanging up which made you smile a little.

It ain't cheating, no girl, it's a whatchamacallit (ooh, ow!) This could be our little secret, secret, ooh, it's a whatchamacallit

"Drew, do you ever feel wrong for doing this." You said as you both snuggled up in bed after a long day, this is when your thoughts ran wild. You always thought about this but you never voiced it with Drew.

"Doing wha?" He said looking down while his accent showed. God that was your weakness.

"Us not acting like tag team partners but a different type of partners...Cheating." You spoke to which he snapped his head at. Neither of you spoke about this or even muttered the words 'cheating' even though it's been going on for months.

"It's not cheating a whatchamacallit..." He said which made you look at him weirdly. What did he just say? How did he say that with his accent?

"An entanglement?" You said confused at what he was trying to reference.

"Ya, I mean maybe more of an arrangement. It's our thing. We are two people who love each other. Nothin wrong with tha." He said which was partially right, you didn't want to fight with him about this because you didn't want it to end. Hey, it may be selfish but you didn't care.

"So... Our secret?" You said with a half-smirk, half-smile.

"Our secret love." He said as he placed a passionate kiss on your lips.

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brwnii · 2 years

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So I finish death note and had a lil thing for light yagami.. (and yea ik he’s crazy asf, have no heart and a mass murder but I think he’s kinda cute a little 👉🏼👈🏼)

just a lil

So I try to look for light and black reader and….

Now why I haven’t found any light yagami x black reader??!

Umm I must be the wrong side of tumblr’s sooo lemme hook y’all up real quick!

Light Yagami x black s/o

Soft — Spicy headcannons

*making out,*tension *quiet light

FIRST TIME MEETING AND KNOWING LIGHT YAGAMI

TUTOR YAGAMI

* so let’s start off how you two met so maybe the first beginning of the show during senior year

* You first moved to Japan to finish your senior, nervous and anxious you weren’t sure if your gonna fit in cause you were from a different country.

* During the middle of the year you did gain some friends and was doing quite alright till you were failing math 😒

* Now see you my friends math is our enemy

* You weren’t bad at it but since you moved into a different school their math was all ahead of your old one so you lost track and then your teacher peer you up with a tutor named light.

* You thought the name was funny cause who the hell will named their kids like that??( o wait the kardashain no hate lol I love them) 🥹👍🏽

* Till then light met you and wasn’t expecting you to be his student, he didn’t knew the new exchange student will be you of any fact—

* Yea babe we’re full of surprises :0

* It was kinda awkward first when the first day happen when you two meet up at the library

* It was quiet and less people here so the tension was definitely there lol

* He explains how things were gonna go and explained the first half of the pervious lesson that was teach recently but all you did was nod and was dazing off and on with his words

* You had to admit Light was pretty good looking

* His hair was light brown that was close near to his ears and he have such nice brown eyes that fit him perfectly

* He continue on the tutoring with you for the rest day before it was time to go, you didn’t learn anything at all that day.

* Meanwhile as the tutoring with Yagami go on you two start to get comfortable around each other that was the day he fully speak to you than other lessons or homework

* This time you guys got into a private study room

* It was in middle of the day where you two just got lunch, you were solving a problem when suddenly he ask you something— “Hey y/n? Tell me about yourself”

* It was so out of the random you stop and look at him, you shrug and laugh it off.. “um..there’s really nothing that much about me, I’m kinda boring” you honestly stated.

* He smirk while chuckling before moving his seat closer to you. “Try me” he challenged.

* 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

* So then you told where you from, your family and why you moved here, he seem impressed and was paying attention to you closely. That made you slight nervous, you would ask anyone to back tf up but light here was sum diff.

* You couldn't help but look away from him since he was staring at you so intently that it appeared he was interested in you.

* With that tense energy swirling around you two, he went closer to you, his lips gently moving towards yours.

* Woah there

* You drop your pencil and instantly kiss him back, it felt like the room got quieter and was starting to get late at this time

* It was getting difficult to breathe because of how close you two were before he picked you up and sat you at the table.

* He lips was soft and minty as his hands trail down to yours hips

* You moved him closer as you can before you let out a moan.

* He was a very good kisser indeed

* His grasp on you was firm but not painful, he trailed his fingers all the way down to your between legs before he go further he looks at you and ask “May I?” Waiting for you to answer, his voice was raspy and soft.

And before you know it

* You couldn’t denied and instantly said yes.

PART 2 COMING SOON

HA HA LEFT YALL ON CLIFFHANGER xD

😣 sorry but don’t worry part 2 will be posted here this weekly

Thanks for your giving time to read this and I’ll try my best to check any errors of grammars that I made.

Till then thank you again and stay tuned

©brwnii

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donutloverxo · 4 years

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First time

Kinktober day 15 - Virginity kink

Please note that my work is not to be reposted or published anywhere other than my Tumblr or AO3 account without my permission. Reblogs are most welcome though!

Note - So anon asked for step dad Steve and I can't do that to Steve. This started out as step dad ransom but then me being me couldn't go through with it🤦‍♀️ so he's supposed to be your stepmoms husband which still makes him your step dad, I think.

Dividers by @whimsicalrogers

Warnings - 18+ONLY! smut(m/f), dub conish, painful sex, unprotected sex, implied age gap, loss of virginity, bloodplay.

Pairing - Step dad!Ransom Drysdale x reader

Word count - 2.3k

Masterlists are linked in the bio!

“Oh! Don’t act like you care. I can tell you wouldn’t give a shit if I left for an entire year. I’m not one of your barely legal bimbos you can manipulate however you like,” Karen ranted on and on to Ransom. You didn’t know what they were fighting about today - you didn’t care to find out either.

“God! Would you fucking give me a break? All you do is yap your trap all day long,” he snapped at her.

You looked at the main door, to leave your house you would have to go through the hallway where both of them were having their ‘lively' discussion, which you had no intentions to be a part of.

Karen gave him a deadly glare - which literally gave you chills even though you weren’t on the receiving end of it.

She walked closer to him, until she was only inches away from his face, “For your own good,” wrapping her palm around his chiselled jaw “don’t forget your place. You do not curse at me or yell at me.”

He didn’t say anything back, simply holding her unwavering glare.

She looked at the stairs, her face instantly lighting up into a faux smile upon seeing you. “Darling, what are you doing there? Come here,” she said extending an arm to you. You walked down to her, she engulfed you into a hug, soothing a hand over your head, “Mommy has to go away for a while, to Paris for fashion week. I know that’s not something you’d be interested in.”

You shook your head. No, those events were a bit too stuffy for you. You dared to sneak a glance at Ransom, he was fuming. His jaw clenched hard, his face and neck flushed as he heaved. You weren’t sure if that rage was directed towards you or your stepmother.

“Fuck this shit,” he spit before leaving and slamming the door behind him. You cringed at the loud noise it made. You were relieved that he was gone, given what he had done in his impulsivity and rage, you didn’t want to be around him when he was that angry.

“Well?” Karen’s question snapped you out of your thoughts.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“You better not be going to meet that Jack or John or whatever.”

“His names Jeremy, Karen, and I really like him. If you got to know him - ”

“I don’t need to know him. He does not bring anything to the table. He doesn’t even deserve to breathe in the same air as you.”

“A rich guy can treat me badly too. I don’t know why you think I can’t be happy with a normal person.” you shook your head. She of all people should not be questioning your taste in men.

“His fathers a fucking high school teacher, honey,” she scoffed. “No, I won’t have you dating a nobody.”

“Well, Ransoms a friggin' murderer!” you screamed. “What kind of man conspires to kill his own grandfather?!”

She had married him just months after he was declared 'not guilty' of not one, but TWO murders. Although, everyone knew that he definitely did it.

You begged her not to marry him. But she seemed to be completely smitten with him, besides she had never really valued your opinion or seen you as an adult.

“Say what you will about Ransom. But he has the name - he’s a Thrombey, he comes from old money. As annoying as he can be - he’s not hideous to look at either, I suppose.”

That was the only thing you might be inclined to agree with. You hated that some part of you was attracted to him. Even though, he was a terrible person. He treated ‘the help', the people who raised you and cared for you as if they were beneath him.

He treated Karen like shit - which she may deserve, you knew of her affairs and the one French boyfriend she was visiting under the guise of business.

He was however, completely indifferent to you. He never got in your way, sometimes you could feel his eyes on you, following every move you made. Sometimes you wondered... if maybe... some part of him found you attractive as well.

You knew you weren’t much to look at, especially compared to your stepmother, but then why else would he be staring so much?

Was he plotting to OFF you as well? To get you out of his way. You’d be inheriting most of your late fathers estate.

***

You closed the door behind you, as quietly as you could so as not to wake anyone. You got home a little later than midnight. You weren’t used to staying out that long but it was one of your best friends birthday.

“What were you doing out so late?” You yelped as you heard his voice.

“Ransom! Oh my gosh, you scared me,” you tried to catch your breathe.

“It’s after twelve. Who were you out with?” he raised a brow. “And what the hell are you wearing?”

“Huh?” you looked down at your bodycon dress. You weren’t used to wearing clothes that tight but this one just seemed so pretty and perfect to capture Jeremy’s attention. “It’s Karen’s design,” you shrugged. It was provocative but classy and respectable which was your stepmothers brand.

“What kind of message do you think you’re sending dressing like that? If you want to be the talk of the town - ”

“Ransom, oh my god! It’s just a dress and I’m - I’m a virgin!” you confessed. It wasn’t something you were ashamed of - why would you be?

“What?” his eyes widened and his mouth gaped.

He had known you were a pretty little thing since the moment he met you. So shy and demure and pure. Of course you’d be a virgin. Like a perfect present waiting to be unwrapped.

You almost smiled at that. Stunning Ransom like that made you feel smug for some reason. “Yeah. I’m saving myself for the right guy.” you replied in a small voice, averting his gaze and looking at the carpet.

He took two long strides and walked over to you, before you knew it he had a firm grasp on your waist, pulling you against his hard chest. “And what’s the right guy like, sweetheart?”

“Someone - uh,” your brain blanked, having him that close to you, feeling his warm breath on your face almost made you black out.

He bent his neck till he was closer to your ear, “Well, don’t lose it to Jeremy or whatever. He won’t even know what to do with a sweet thing like you.”

You gasped, trying to push him away but his stance was unrelenting. “That is so inappropriate, Ransom! You’re married!”

He grabbed at your failing wrists, pinning them behind your back, “Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that. Karen and I have an arrangement. You ever been kissed before?” he asked, his tongue peaking out to kick his plump lips.

“Wh - ” you swallowed a heavy lump of air, looking away from him, “No,” tears streaming down your face.

He chuckled, licking a firm stripe up your cheek, moaning at the taste of your tears. “We’ll fix that tonight, princess.”

You shuddered in his hold, it finally hit you. He intended to have his way with you. “Karen!” you screamed at the top of your lungs.

“She’s not home, sweetheart,” he smirked, pushing his knee between your legs, “I thought you wanted this? I heard you saying my name while touching yourself. I’ll do better than your little fingers ever could,” he grinded his knee against your core.

You whimpered, scared out of your mind for your life and ashamed. Ashamed of being caught, of being aroused and getting more and more wetter. Your hips rolling against his knee to seek more friction.

“That’s a good girl,” he praised, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth till it hurt and then releasing it with a pop. “If you keep being good and take what I give you - I’ll make you feel good too.” He held on to your forearm, dragging you up the stairs towards his room.

“No, no... not in your room. In mine, please,” you whimpered, his nails digging in the flesh of your arm. They might have an 'arrangement' but you doubted Karen would appreciate you doing the deed in her bed.

“Fine with me,” he dragged you along, locking your door behind him as he pushed you down on your mattress.

He pulled his t-shirt over his head, quickly discarding all his clothes. You couldn’t help but shamelessly ogle him. His broad shoulders, defined chest and abs. He was bigger than any boy you knew. Your jaw dropped at the size of his cock, slapping against his abdomen when he pulled down his boxers.

“Like what you see, princess?” he smirked.

Hovering over you, his hands tearing your dress apart, you feebly tried to stop him, “That was expensive, Ransom!”

“I can just buy you another one,” he winked, rolling your panties down your legs.

You rolled your eyes. Yeah, with my own money.

Your arms flew up to your naked chest and mound, to cover up and save your modesty.

He growled, pulling them away and pressing them on the mattress above you. “These better fucking stay here all night, understood?”

You were too afraid to do anything but nod.

“Never popped anyone’s cherry before... this should be interesting,” he snaked a hand between your bodies, pinching your clit causing you to jerk away from him.

He didn't bother fingering you or preparing you, he knew you'd be tighter without it - he had about enough of foreplay anyway.

“Please, be gentle,” you requested, looking up at him through your doe eyes, pleading him - you had never felt so utterly helpless.

He cruelly laughed at your misery, his lips curled up in a devilish smirk, “I don't do gentle, kitten. You'll take what I fucking give you - ” he growled positioning himself between your legs, brushing his leaking tip over your chaste, untouched folds “and then thank me for it. Like the slut you are.”

You couldn't even begin to grasp or point out the logical fallacy of a virgin slut as his cock plunged into your heat, piercing through your virginity, splitting you in half.

Your back arched off the bed, you slapped your hands over your mouth to keep from screaming. It was painful, that was all you felt - pain. As he held onto your waist, his fingers digging in your flesh, his hips pulling out and then driving into you with an unrelenting pace.

You could not stop crying, or twisting your head from side to side. Knowing it was all you could do - he wouldn’t stop - no matter how much you pleaded. You weren’t sure you wanted him to stop.

He pressed a few kisses and nips to the crook of your neck, sucking on a spot as you held back a moan.

He propped himself up on his elbows to look down at you, your eyes and nose swollen, your make up running down your face - you looked more beautiful than you ever had before.

“You look so pretty when you cry, kitten,” he cooed, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your lips.

He kept driving his cock into you, searching for that special spot as you kept mewling under him.

His heart swelled with pride, nobody’s ever fucked you before, he’s the first man that’s ever seen you naked or to be inside you.

“Do you want me to stop?” he stilled his hips, “Just say the word then.” He knew you wouldn’t.

You sniffled, shaking your head, “No, keep going, please.”

His lips curled up in a grin, taking some kind of twisted pleasure in your misery, “You’re something else, kitten.”

“Oh,” you closed your eyes, your toes curling, your legs holding onto his waist as you felt your orgasm creeping up on you.

Ransom leaned over you when he felt your heat convulsing around him, pulling your earlobe between his teeth, “This is the tightest little cunt I’ve ever fucked,” he grunted, driving each word home with a powerful thrust. “You like that, kitten?”

All you could do was nod, the pain was well as much more subdued now but you were still sore and exhausted. “Yes, I like it.”

“We’re going to do this every night from now on.”

He pulled out fisting his cock over you - he wasn’t going to impregnate his newest plaything - his white, hot spend painting your stomach and titts.

Your fingers swirled the sticky substance around on your skin, you were curious to see what it tasted like. You clenched your legs shut, your pussy still tingly. This was not how you planned your first time to go but you had no regrets.

You knew you were absolutely wrong to think so but being desired by Ransom gave you a strange kind of pride.

You gasped when you heard a click, sitting up on your elbows you looked at Ransom clicking pictures of your pussy with his phone.

“Wh - what’re you doing?” you tried to close your legs but he kept a firm hand on your knee.

“Just need a souvenir,” he responded, taking some more of his cum on your body and then putting his phone in his pocket. He swirled a finger around the blood on your inner thigh, bringing it up to paint the crimson on your mouth, “Go clean yourself up. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

You smiled as he kissed you, “Okay, Ransom.”

Even with your pussy freshly fucked - you couldn’t wait for his next visit.

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k1sstaegi · 3 years

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Valentine's Day

pairing: Taehyung x reader (Female)

word Count: 4.5k

genre: smut

prompt I used: here #3

a/n: After about a week of having Tumblr and doing some researching and studying how to write a fanfic/smut, I have finally decided to give in and write something. This is all very new to me since I've never really written like this before but hopefully, it's not that unpleasing to you readers and other authors.

Criticism is accepted, just don't be too harsh, I'm sensitive. Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day!(If you see any errors, no you didn’t)

~Author nim

“Perfect” admiring your figure in the mirror that stands in your room. You tug at the mesh sleeves of your pearly white dobby bardot top and adjust your plaid light pink m-slit hem skirt

Your top revealing the skin of your midsection, showing nothing but your bare chest, shoulders and arms as the sleeves were sheer. Your skirt prevailing just above your knee, wrapping tightly around your thighs and ass, emphasizing your full figure.

Spritzing some of your favourite perfume on your wrist and collarbone. Now ready for the party that was being held at one of your boyfriend's mutual friend's house.

You were more than delighted to spend Valentines' Day on an occasion such as this one, especially having the benefit to dress up not only for yourself but also for your boyfriend, Taehyung.

Taehyung loves seeing you all attired and happy. He would constantly tell you how gorgeous you look and how he can't take his eyes off you as his hands explored every inch of your body, but you weren't certain how he would react to your outfit, due to being in a public area.

Today, being the second Valentine's you have spent with him, you wanted it to be momentous but you began to doubt your expectations, the reason being Taehyung had been occupied all day, this party, being the first time you've seen him since this morning.

You couldn't wait to see his boxy smile that made your heart tremor, the feeling of his arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you, pulling away momentarily to plant a kiss on his favourite physical feature of you. Perhaps your forehead? cheek? Your lips, trailing kisses down your jaw to your neck.

Lightly nipping on the spots that made you fight to stay quiet, leaving a trail of wet dark hickies wherever his sweet lips made contact to your lush skin for everyone to know who you belong to, that you’re taken by him, and only him.

Reaching for your phone before dialling Taehyung’s number as he advised you to do before leaving to the party, sat at the edge of your bed, legs crossed as your skirt rises your thighs, waiting patiently for your boyfriend to answer the phone.

“Hello princess” hearing his hoarse voice clearly through the phone, although the noise in the background is overbearing, makes your lips unconsciously curve into a smile. The way the pet name rolls effortlessly off his tongue makes it harder for you to maintain your lewd thoughts.

“Hi baby, how’s the party so far?” you ask, standing from your bed, gathering your belongings before walking outside to your boyfriend’s car that stayed parked in front of your house from the night before. “are you enjoying it?”

His voice now coming from the speakers of his car as you began driving to the location to where he is, “Yeah, but it would be better if you were here. Are you on your way?”

“Yes, I'm driving there right now” with a smile, you respond, ever-so-slightly applying pressure to the gas aiming to see Taehyung. Imagining his smile when he sees you, his hands gripping around your waist to pull you in closer into his embrace, his eyes looking down on you with complete admiration in them. Your thoughts filling your head before Taehyung speaks, pulling you out of your mind-made fantasy only to put you in a new one.

“I can't wait to see what my sweet princess is wearing,” He says, his voice sounding more seductive, resulting in your breath catching in your throat. Your eyebrows furrow together as you bite your bottom lip, but it's what Taehyung said next that rendered your body to shiver and your walls clench on nothing but the thought of him, “I can't wait to rip it off either”

Struggling to focus on the road, squeezing your thighs together to the thought of Taehyung being between them, eating you out or his fingers thrusting deep into you.

You squirm slightly in the seat as your pussy grows wetter to the replaying sound of Taehyungs’ deep voice as he praises you for taking his fingers so well as if they were meant to be pumping in and out of your swollen soaked pussy. His lips, placing kisses on your inner thighs making you crave his touch more as he trails his lips closer to your center, teasing you.

Gently placing a kiss on your clit before wrapping his lips around it, sucking on it, making you grab onto whatever was around you. You try holding back moans as Taehyungs hand finds his way to your breast, cupping it in his warm hands, placing your hand over his and moving it as he adjusts his two fingers around your sensitive nipple, lightly pinching it.

Feeling Tae’s moans against your clit, sending vibrations that rush pleasure through you comes to though making you bite your lip harder, almost hard enough to draw blood.

Hearing his low voice as he says all the stimulating things he wants to do to you which soon turns to the sound of his laugh, bringing you back, once again, from your lewd fantasies “Are you even listening?”

“What?” you say, realizing Taehyung had been talking to you this whole time while you were fantasizing about his tongue doing wonders on your clit. Feeling the need to apologize, “Sorry baby”

Letting out a soft laugh, using that sweet yet intense voice that always made your body weak “It's okay, just get over here so I can see you. I'm getting impatient over here.”

With that, you end the call and continued your way to the party.

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Stepping inside, you got the sudden whiff of alcohol. It wasn’t bothersome, the alcohol smell was fruity and sweet. You walk around, your eyes searching everywhere to find Taehyung only to meet eyes with people you had no notice to, but soon meeting eyes with the person you've been meaning to find.

Smiling at the sight of your boyfriend leaning against a counter with a glass in one hand. You walk over and tap him on his shoulder.

He turns in your direction, eyes widened at the sight of you, mainly what you are wearing. Smiling innocently, you lift yourself onto your toes leaving a chaste kiss on his lips resulting in him kissing back. Placing his hands around your waist to pull you closer as you felt his toned body complex press against your smaller less toned body. “Baby, what are you wearing?”

His questioning makes you pout, guessing that he didn't like the way you outfitted yourself tonight. “You don't like my outfit?” You ask worryingly, looking down at your skirt, wondering if it didn't suit Taehyung’s liking, or maybe it was the mesh top that didn't seem appealing to him. He places his warm hands on your cheeks, cupping your face and looking deeply into his eyes.

“Trust me, I love it” his once sweet eyes, now filled with darkness and lust as he hazily smirks down at you, “But did you have to wear something so...tight and revealing?” He asks.

You could tell, Taehyung did enjoy your outfit but the thought that lingered in the back of his mind he knew others would too. Every guy that you’d walk past would try and catch a glimpse of your body, and that enrages Taehyung, thinking someone would ever look at you in the way that he did. Lustfully.

He hated the thought of someone thinking of you, staring at you, even daring to touch you when you are at your weakest. He wanted you all to himself, by his side, in his arms, and on top of him.

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s go somewhere where there are fewer people.” Pulling you by the hand and taking you into the emptied kitchen, Taehyung stands closely in front of you as you look up into his eyes, confusion written all on your face. “Listen, princess, I love your outfit it's so beautiful on you that I can't help but stare, but I also don't want other guys to do the same. You don't mind covering up, do you?”

You watch as Taehyung waits for you to say something along the lines of ‘yes baby, I'll cover up’ and those words were in your head waiting to communicate through your lips, but what came out was not what either of you expected. “Yes,” you say firmly.

Taehyung was always, and still is, the dominant one in your relationship, he always made the calls. You have some calls but it was primarily Taehyung who controlled you, punished you if you wouldn't listen, make sure that you knew who you belong to, fuck you till your crying out his name for everyone to hear how good he makes you feel and how well you take him.

He wants everyone to know and understand that you are his good little slut.

Taehyungs cocks an eyebrow up before letting out a soft laugh, “I won't ask again, cover-up” Taehyung says showing signs of irritation in his voice as his grip on your wrist tightens causing you to glance down at your hands for a brief moment before looking back up into Taehyungs eyes.

“Why? Because all you really want is to bend me over the counter and-”

Not even a moment to finish your sentence, Taehyung turns you, bending you over the counter with his body pushing against yours, taking you by surprise. His previous hand holding your arm behind your back and his free hand gripping tightly onto your ass making you whine.

Leaning more onto your body to where you could feel his warm intoxicated breath on your neck made your skin shiver. You just thought of him pulling down your skirt, moving your already soaked panties to the side and running his finger down your needy core as too begged him for more only to get punished even more.

, god you were a mess right now.

“Don't temp me y/n. I might just fuck you right here, right now, for everyone to see if that's what you came here for.” his voice serious and demanding, which only makes you want to fuck him more.

He runs his hands from your thigh, sliding up your back, reaching your scalp, running his finger through your hair and pulling on it resulting in a delicate moan to slip through your lips.

The slight stinging pain makes you wetter than you already are if that was even possible. Taehyung turns you to face him, having you pushed against the counter with his thigh between your legs making you sip in air which caught Taehyung’s attention.

He shoots a confused look before looking down at your thighs wrapped around his leg before pushing his thigh into you making yet another moan escape from your mouth. You place your hands on his chest, gripping onto the fabric of his black dress coated and leaning your head into his chest as he continues to rub his thigh against you, sending pleasure throughout your whole body and it aroused Tae as well.

Seeing you struggle to stay quiet, denying the obvious pleasure you were receiving, seeing you squirm under him desperately needing him to touch you, kiss you, punish you. anything.

“Looks like my little princess missed me,” Taehyung says cockily before removing his thigh from between your legs and adjusting your skirt. You glance up at him with a pout, crossing your arms, wishing he wouldn’t have stopped.

He lets out a soft laugh before briefly placing his lips on yours and taking hold of your hand and leading you into the room full of smiling drunk dancing people. Sitting down on the long black leather sofa that was positioned in the middle of the room, Taehyung sits down jerking you onto his lap.

Although the room was unbearably loud, his voice was still heard over anything. It made you weak. The one word driving you crazy enough to just take off all his clothes right now and go down on him, but you managed to contain yourself.

Taking in a deep breath and letting it go before feeling his arm tighten around your waist, pulling you closer to him to where you could feel his lips graze again your ear and his warm breath roll down your neck as he says the one word that you try to obey.

“behave”

Spending most of your time at the party sitting on Taehyung’s lap, you try to keep yourself from the lewd thoughts that filled your head.

“Baby, I'm going to go get a drink,” You tell Taehyung, his grip around your waist loosens and he nods, allowing you to get up from his lap, walking over to the bar.

You pour champagne into a glass and pour it down your throat, hoping it would help with your nerves. You look over to Taehyung’s direction to see him sweetly watching over you, flashing you a cute smile.

Although, all you could think about was Tae’s hands gently wrapped around your throat, pinning you down, teasing you with his tip, skimming it between your folds and barely pushing into your slit. Telling you how beautiful you look miserable for his cock to be deep inside you, your mind going fuzzy just at the thought of him. You couldn't help but feel the warmth from his smile.

You continued taking sips of your drink, unexpectedly feeling hands snake around your waist making you jump. You turn your head to see Taehyung, which calms you down. “Sorry Princess, I didn’t mean to scare you. Enjoying that drink, aren’t you?” Taehyung says into your ear, his deep voice sending chills down your spine.

You nod in response before feeling Taehyung gently press himself against you causing you to silently gasp. “You looked so beautiful from where I was sitting; I couldn’t help but come up here and see you from up close” He admits, his lips gently touching your skin, placing wet kisses on your shoulder as he grinds himself against you, letting a soft moan slip from your lips.

“fuck~” He groans digging his fingers digging into your sides, his now hard erection poking you from behind. His hands sliding down to your skirt, suddenly squeezing your ass making you squeeze your eyes shut, leaning down to your ear and saying the words that lured you.

“Bathroom. 5 minutes,” He says before walking away in the direction of the bathroom.

As told, you wait 5 minutes before exploring your way upstairs where there were no people. You look around finding a closed-door, assuming it was the bathroom, slowly turn the knob, the door swings open and you are pulled by strong arms wrapping around your waist into the dimmed lit room. The door shuts and you withstand the cool exterior of the door get pushed against your back.

“Finally” Taehyung growls. Connecting his lips to yours, gliding his tongue across your bottom lip before taking it between his teeth, gently biting it.

His hands travel from your waist to your ass, pulling you closer against him, feeling his erection rub against your inner thigh making you moan into the kiss. You craved for this moment all night long, and Taehyung craved it just as much as you did.

He couldn't wait to hear the pretty little moans escape from your lips only caused by him. You place your hands on his shoulder, sliding them onto his chest before pulling him in closer. Your hands find their way down Taehyung’s body, reaching his erection, palming him through his black dress pants causing him to grunt and thrust towards you.

Proceeding to palm him, you feel a grip on your wrist pulling your hand away from him and placing it on his chest. “Nu’uh,” He says, his lips curving into a smirk before gently leaving a trail of kisses down your neck and to your collarbone.

He kisses down your chest, leaving a line of faint hickies. He slowly moves his hand under your top, placing his palm over your breast, massaging it gently making you whining mess.

He pulls away, pressing your forehead together, both panting for air as he moves his hand to life your skirt, revealing the cute pink lace panties that you wore, Taehyung chuckles. “These are so adorable princess. What a shame that they're ruined” He teases, running his hand over your mound with a smirk. You look up into his lust-filled eyes as he continues rubbing you through your lace panties letting a line of curse words leaves your lips “ah~ fuck”

Tae slides your panties to the slide, allowing his finger to glide through your soaking core, “I barely touched you and your already this wet for me? Hm?” He taunts, teasing your clit as you wrap your arms around him and bury your face into the crook of your neck. “fuck- you’re so good” He praises you.

Slowly slipping one of his fingers in you, causing you to let out a moan. He gently grabs your chin making direct eye contact before kissing you to muffle your moans. “Stay quiet for me” You bite your lip trying to contain your moans like Taehyung asked for as he resumes to push his fingers in and out of you “Good girl” He praises, adding another finger making it harder for you to stay silent.

Speeding his actions makes you dig your fingers into him, making the tips of them white from how hard they were digging into Taehyung. You nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck as his fingers do wonders inside of you. “You’re going so good, baby” still pushing his fingers deep in you as you trying to keep quiet, he curls his fingers hitting a sweet spot in you making you whimper. Almost reaching your high, your walls clench around Taehyung’s finger making him groan as he speeds up his actions to help you reach your high.

“T-Taehyung oh- fuck” You stutter on your words, slight tears building up in your eyes and your walls clench around him again before releasing onto his fingers, drenching them in your juices.

Taehyung removes his fingers, placing them over your lips. “Suck”

You open your mouth and wrap your lips around Tae’s two fingers, sucking them clean as he watches you admiringly with soft eyes, but behind them, you can see dark desire shining through.

He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of your mouth, wiping your tears with his free hand before smiling sweetly down at you. “You shouldn’t look this cute as you do right now, sucking your juices clean from my fingers,” Taehyung whispers, still moving his fingers in and out of your mouth. You hum, sending vibrations to his fingers as he removes them to fix you. “How about we go home?”

You smile at him before he takes you hand in hand, leaving the upstairs bathroom as if he didn't just finger fuck your swollen pussy and made his way to his parked car outside.

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Now in Taehyung’s bathroom, changing out of your current clothes to throw on your hoodie, well, Taehyung’s hoodie that you snatched it from his clothes and took it for yourself. Your clothes in your hand, you walk out the bathroom to see your relaxed boyfriend laid across his bed watching the T.V.

You place your clothes on his draw before walking over to pull the covers off of him to straddle in his lap, resting your head in the crook of his neck. Taehyung wraps his arm around your waist using his free arm to pull the blankets over the both of you. He places his hands under your hoodie placing his warm hand on your back, running his hands up and down. “Did you enjoy tonight princess?” Softly, he asks

You nod your head, not removing your face from his neck. “Yes”

Taehyung’s chest surges up and down as he lets out a sigh, cuddling you tighter. “I know I've already said this, but you looked so beautiful tonight.” He says, placing a kiss behind your ear followed by another on your cheek.

He places his hands on your waist, pulling you to sit up on his lap and make eye contact. “I couldn't stop thinking how after the party, I’d bring you right here and strip every little piece of clothing that covered you. Kiss every inch of your body before pinning you down on this bed and-” He cuts his words short, cupping your warm face before pulling you closer to his, feeling his warm breath hit your lips. “How about I show you what I’d do,” He says, kissing you gently.

He lifts your hoodie, revealing you in nothing but your already ruined new pair of panties. His lips making contact with your skin leaving a wet trail of kisses followed by soft bites down the middle of your chest, soon wrapping his lips around your nipple, caressing your breast.

“Mh~” you whimper placing your hands on Tae’s shoulder slightly pushing him back on him. He removes his lips from you, letting the hoodie fall over you and gently places your face in his hands and asks if you were okay.

You nod, nipping your bottom lip “I want to skip this part” you say softly, not being patient enough for foreplay. You just wanted to feel his touch, his hands gripping onto your waist as he thrusts into you making you a mess under him.

Taehyung lets out a soft chuckle “You want to skip this part?” He asks sweetly. Soon changing the tone of his voice from sweet to demanding. “Then suck me off first,”

Your eyes grew at his duality. His voice provoking you. You smile before maneuvering between his legs seeing the tent in his black boxers.

You lick the droll from your lips before palming Taehyung’s erection making him hiss at your action. You began to kiss him through the material of his boxer, squirming from around underneath you. You smile to yourself at the thought of Taehyung not being able to control himself when it comes to you. Your slightest touch made him go crazy and you both loved it.

You proceed by pulling Tae’s boxers down, just enough for his erection to spring up. You stroke your hand along Tae, taking him in your hand and seeing his sensitive tip glistening from his precum. You trail your tongue from his base to his tip, wrapping your lips around him and licking clean his dripping precum, swirling your tongue around him.

“fuck y/n~ don’t tease” He growls, tossing his head back. You listen to him and push your head down, taking in as much of him as you can. “Oh~ good girl”

You pump him in and out of your mouth. He runs his fingers through your hair, grabbing it making you moan, sending vibrations through his cock making him thrust into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. “Mhm~ you’re so good for me baby” He manages, his eyes shut tight from pleasure. You feel a slight twitch in your mouth as Taehyung lets out a breathy growl before pulling you away from him. You look at him, out of breath and confused, drool dripping down from the corners of your mouth onto your chin.

Grabbing your chin and slowly pulling you towards him, your faces just centimetres away. “If I’m going to cum, it’s going to be inside you,” He says deeply before turning you, laying on your back has his body hovers over you.

Attaching his lips to yours, licking your bottom lip before sliding his tongue between your lips, biting your lip letting a moan slip between them. Removing his lips from yours, a line of saliva connecting you. Taehyung leaves a few kisses on your neck before lifting your hoodie, tugging at your panties. You slightly lift yourself, making it manageable for Tae to jerk your panties down along your leg and toss them somewhere across the room.

He strokes his hand up and down his silken cock before tormenting you with his tip, sliding it between your soaked folds as your tightness clenches around nothing. “T-Taehyung~” you let out in a moan.

“Does my baby want my cock inside her?” Taehyung taunts, barely pushing his tip inside you, leaving a line of moan and curses leaving your lips.

You bite your lip, nodding in response. “words baby, use them” Taehyung speaks.

“yes~”

A grimace showed on Taehyung’s face before he thrusts in you without warning, you scream more than a moan from the unbelievable pleasure.

Taehyung begins to slowly fuck you, sliding his thick cock in and out of your tight walls. He looks down at you, your face full of pleasure and to the side. He loves being able to fuck you and seeing your body tremble under his touch. He stares at you admirably as he shoves himself inside your soaking tightness. He smiles to himself seeing how ruined you looked in his hoodie, droll slipping from your lips and mouth dropped open to let your moans escape and fill the room.

“Look at me,” He grunts, grabbing your face to make eye contact. You look at him teary-eyed. “I want to see how good I make you feel when I fuck you”

You feel yourself reaching closer to your high, doing as Taehyung and keep your eyes on him and him only. Taehyung thursts himself harder into you hitting the spot that made your body shake and your hands gripping on tightly to the bedsheets. “Ah~ fuck Tae!” you moan, earning a smirk from Taehyung.

Your fingers dig into the sheet of the mattress, pulling them closer to you. “T-Tae I'm gonna~ oh f-fuck~,” you say, not being able to finish a sentence properly without it being interrupted by moans and curse words.

“Hold it in for me baby. Can you do that? Can you hold it in for me, please” Tae pleads, his thrusts getting harder and sloppier as he tries to reach his high.

You whimper trying to hold yourself for Tae as his thrusts get sloppy by the second. “Shit~” Taehyung growls, digging his face into the crook of your neck. You could hear his faint growls and feel his warm breath hit your flush skin.

Moans, whimpers, whines, and grunts leave both your lips and Taehyung as you get overstimulated waiting for his high.

“Cum baby” He growls lowly into your ear. Your tightness clenches around his cock as you cum all over him followed by a loud cry. He thursts aggressively in you, holding his cock in position before filling you with a string of cum.

Both of you catch your breaths as Taehyung leaves sweet slow kisses, different from the ones before, on your neck and finding his way to your lips, gently kissing them. He slowly pulls out of you and lies down next to you, pulling you closer into his chest.

“I never got the chance to say this,” He says softly against your ear

“What is it?”

“Happy Valentines Day”

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