“W-what?” Lara stuttered out a moan as his fingers found their way into her mound. She let her head fall backwards as he wiggled another finger in and then pulled it out.
Lucas smirked at her expression and rubbed the tip of his finger against her throbbing clȋt. “You belong to me now, little sister.”
“Mm,” she nodded, biting her bottom lip as he continued teasing her, “yours.”
“Now that you’re mine,” he whispered huskily, “you’re going to have to follow my rules.” Lara nodded, completely lost in her pleasure, “No one is going to touch you the way I touch you, understood?”
Her grip on his shoulder tightened as he slammed his fingers into her with every syllable of the sentence. “No one will touch what’s mine, do you understand, Lara?”
“Yes,” she moaned, “oh shit, yes.”
The sexual beast inside of him took complete control. He was no longer her brother; he was her sexual partner. “Yes, what?”
With each thrust of his fingers, Lara arched her back, unable to keep her pleasured moans hidden. “Oh god yes! I’m yours! No one will touch what’s yours!”
“Good,” he grinned, slowly rubbing her folds and then huskily whispered, “I don’t want anyone else to see this püssy either, do you understand me? This is mine and I get to do whatever the fuck I want with it, yes?”
“Mm,” Lara nodded quickly, gasping as her orgasm came closer. “Whatever…you…want.”
“That’s nice,” he whispered, rubbing her clȋt faster, “does this feel good?” She nodded unable to actually speak to him and he chuckled, “Now that you’re mine,” he sucked her hard nub into his mouth, making Lara throw her head back as he licked at her breast, “you will not wear any underwear.”
Lara frowned, running her tongue over her bottom lip and groaned, “W-what? Why?”
He smirked, sliding his palm up and down her mound. “Easier access, Zee.”
“O-o-okay,” she shuddered against his arms and groaned quietly, “Luc, my legs hurt…I can’t keep—oh!”
She threw her head back and cried out as her climax arrived, taking complete control of her body as she shuddered in his arms. “Oh god, oh god,” Lara dug her nails in his strong shoulders and bucked her hips against his fingers quickly.
“That’s a good girl,” he whispered and kissed her forehead, “I have to go to work in an hour, so I’m going to take a shower.”
Lara frowned. “You work? Since when?”
“Well,” he sat her down, admiring her voluptuous body, “Jackson talked to his boss and I have an interview today. Then we’re going out to watch a fight at his house, so I’ll most likely get home late tonight.”
“That’s fine,” she closed her eyes, trying to come off her sexual high and ran her fingers through her blonde hair, “damn, Luc; that took all of me.”
Lucas chuckled, his sexual beast long gone and he knelt down to help her up. He carried her bride-style up the stairs and left her on her bed, kissing her forehead before going to shower.
Lara closed her eyes, a smile forming on her lips as she realized that her dreams were finally coming true. Her brother was slowly adjusting to the idea of making her his bȋtch. No longer did he see her like a little girl, now she was his lover and she loved every moment of it.
Her phone vibrated on her stomach and she groaned; he had honestly taken most of her energy and she didn’t mind it one bit, but she felt too weak to even answer the phone. It was a call from her best friend: Adrianne.
“Hello?” she yawned into the phone.
“Baby!” Adrianne squealed on the other line, making Lara grin, “How are you?”
“I’m good; just lying down on my bed. You?”
“Just got home. I’m in New York for a couple of days! Can we meet up today?”
Lara bit her bottom lip, as much as she loved her best friend; she didn’t exactly want to leave the house. “Dree, I don’t want to go out today.”
“Fine,” Adrianne huffed, “can I go over to yours, then?”
“Sure,” she shrugged, even though she obviously couldn’t see her, “I don’t mind. Lucas is going out with his friends tonight so we’ll have the house all to ourselves.”
“Ooh,” Adrianne cooed, giggling, “I know what I’m bringing over tonight then! Do you still like Dracula’s wine?”
She laughed, “Hell yeah I do!”
“Awesome! Then I’m bringing that over along with some movies.”
Translation: they were going to be watching pörn. Since they became close friends, they loved watching erotica. They never did anything, just watch it and drink a little, but it was their favourite pastime.
“I’ll be here,” Lara laughed, “okay, bye Dree, I’m really tired. Call me whenever you’ll come, alright?”
“Will do, honey. Bye!” She ended the call.
Adrianne called around three to tell her that she was going to be at her house at seven. By that time, Lara was watching sappy chick flicks because her brother wasn’t there to keep her company.
Although, she usually would spend most of her time doing something sexual, their morning was amazing enough to surprisingly satisfy her. She hadn’t thought about sex the entire time.
Afore leaving, Lucas gave her a soft kiss and then smirked her way before whispering: “Remember, Zee; no panties.” And then closed the door, leaving her alone with red cheeks.
She could not believe how things were turning out in her favour; it was grandiose. Her sexy step-brother, whom she had been fantasizing about for a long time, was finally going to be her first!
The realization made her giddy.
The time surprisingly went by quickly and before she knew it, her best friend was waltzing in her house like she had lived there her entire life. They hugged tightly, squealing about how much they missed each other tried to catch up on each other’s life.
Adrianne was a gorgeous dark haired American beauty. She was literally stunning and if Lara hadn’t been equally beautiful, she might’ve been jealous. Adrianne had bright green eyes that seemed to hypnotize guys and a body worth starting wars over.
She could’ve been a model if she so desired, but she chose to be a nurse. It was strange for people that didn’t know her. She could’ve been a movie star, yet she chose to help others; it was one of her many admirable qualities.
Out of all of her qualities, her best was persuasion. Adrianne made her spill the beans. Lara told her all about her conquest to get her step-brother to use her body in the most sinful ways. And she made sure to know every detail.
Lara had to even describe Lucas’ body—every single part as if she were filing a report to the police.
By the time they caught up, it was already ten and they were ready to watch their movies. Adrianne always chose them and that night she chose a threesome for them to watch.
Two girls and a guy. The girls were fairly attractive and the guy was alright-looking, but the girls seemed to be more into each other than their opposite sex.
They were both sitting on the floor, with their backs leaning on the end of the bed. The lights were off; giving the room a bit of intimacy and the light from the TV was dim as to not blind them.
“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Adrianne asked quietly, taking a sip of their sweet wine.
Lara shook her head, rolling her eyes as the man tried to talk dirty to the girls. For some reason, Lara only found it attractive when Lucas spoke naughty; no other guy could top the way he spoke. It was as if he knew exactly what she wanted and needed to hear.
Adrianne smiled down at her, her soft lips pulling up in a wicked grin. Lara gulped slowly, feeling completely out of her league. Part of her wanted to say no, but the other part; the part that needed sating urged her to let her friend keep going with her sexual advances.
“Come on, Lara,” she purred, “you honestly have never kissed a girl before?”
She shook her head, turning her head back to pay attention to the erotic movie and shrugged. “It’s never crossed my mind; I like guys.”
Adrianne rolled her eyes. “No shit, Sherlock; I like guys too. But…” she placed her hand on Lara’s soft thigh and softly said, “you’ve never thought about…you know? Experimenting?”
If this was how she made Lucas feel, she needed to apologize. Her cheeks were heated; feeling like they were going to melt off and the quick beats of her heart should’ve been unhealthy. “No, Dree, I’ve never thought about ‘experimenting,’” She gave her friend a friendly laugh, trying to avoid further sexual talk.
But Adrianne wasn’t satisfied with the answer. Maybe it was the bit of alcohol in her system, maybe it was the erotic film playing in front of them or maybe; just maybe she had gone to her house to look for this all along.
She crossed her arms over her chest, narrowing her eyes and said, “I call bullshit on that.”
Lara chuckled, shaking her head as she took another swig of the wine bottle next to her and said, “Dree, I honestly have never thought about kissing a girl. Yeah, I can say a girl’s attractive but I’ve never been sexually attracted to them. Now will you stop asking me and let me finish watching this damn pörn?!”
Adrianne laughed, settling next to her and nestled her head on her friend’s shoulder. “I’ve thought about it before,” she whispered quietly, playing with Lara’s soft fingers, “I mean, lesbian pörn turns me on the most. Besides, I bet it’s like kissing a guy. My friend said it’s even better, but I don’t have the guts to go up to a girl and ask her to kiss me.”
Lara stayed silent. She had honestly never thought about it, but the further Adrianne pressed, the more she found her curiosity sparking. What if kissing a girl was as soft as people said? Lesbian pörn was nice to watch, especially the way they did oral sex…
A couple of minutes later, the erotic scene ended. Adrianne felt her püssy drenched, but it wasn’t from watching the film. It was from thinking of her best friend’s mouth on hers. She always thought Lara was gorgeous, but seeing her so close to her, with her hands softly caressing her breasts, was such a turn on to Adrianne.
Of course, Lara was completely oblivious; she was too busy thinking of Lucas’ return. She wanted him to please her for all the time he had been gone. Her naked püssy called for attention and after watching the erotic films, not only was her püssy begging to be touched, but it was dripping wet.
“Lara?” Adrianne whispered, turning the TV off.
“Mm?” she responded after taking another swig of alcohol.
Adrianne cleared her throat, sitting in front of her and whispered, “Do you think that I could…you know? Try it with you?”
Her blue eyes slowly widened in confusion. “Try what with me?”
“You know?” Adrianne smiled, shyly, “Kiss you.”
“Like on my mouth?” Lara blurted out, feeling awkward as all hell.
She nodded, watching her best friend with dark eyes. The lights were off and now that the TV was off, she could only see her silhouette thanks to the light coming from the moonlight. It only made the scene more appealing than ever before and Adrianne couldn’t help herself.
“I don’t know, Dree,” she whispered uncomfortably, yet her püssy hummed in anticipation, “won’t that like…what if we don’t like it? Won’t that mess up our friendship?”
Adrianne laughed, her silky brown hair falling behind her shoulders. “Of course not, silly! It’ll be like…you’re helping me with something. I want to try it out and you’ll help me. I don’t trust anyone else; I feel like they’ll just laugh. But you’re my closest friend; I can trust you.”
After seconds of consideration, Lara sighed, caving in. “Fine…”
“Yay,” she giggled, sitting forward. Adrianne placed both of her hands against the bed on either side of Lara’s face, and took a deep breath as she leaned into her best friend.
Lara gulped, staring intently as Adrianne closed her glistening green eyes and inched closer to her face. She kept her eyes open, watching her every move until they began to cross. The kiss was a featherlike touch; simple and sweet.
But Adrianne wanted more.
She slowly opened her mouth, taking Lara’s bottom lip into hers and swiped her tongue across it softly. Lara’s eyes snapped open, staring at her best friend in disbelief as she continued to urge forward and found herself giving in.
Lara parted her mouth, allowing Adrianne to suck on her tongue sensually and kiss her sweetly. The kisses were nothing compared to what Lucas did to her, but it was still pretty damned amazing.
Adrianne shifted, moving so that Lara’s legs were in between hers and she pulled her closer, entwining her fingers in her soft blond hair. She tugged on her lip, eliciting a moan from Lara and slowly moved her hands up to her breasts.
The sudden touch made Lara pull away abruptly. She was flushed with embarrassment and excitement, but she tried to control her breathing and whispered, “I thought you just wanted to kiss me.”
“I did,” Adrianne admitted sheepishly, “but…I don’t know! It just,” she ran her fingers through her hair, still sitting above Lara and eyed her red lips, “I’m just so damn horny and you smell so good.”
Lara blinked slowly, trying to wrap her mind around everything that was happening and whispered, “But…we like guys.” She sounded like she was trying to convince her to stop making moves on her, but her eyes told a different story.
They both wanted release.
“Babe,” Adrianne ran her fingers down Lara’s face gently, tucking back a strand of blonde hair, “we’re best friends; we help each other. There are no guys here and I don’t know about you, but I sure as hell can’t wait for some dumbass to get here and fuck me senseless.”
Slowly, Lara nodded, liking the idea more and more. The reality of the situation was that her head was clouded with alcohol and the lust was driving her mad. Whatever they did would stay behind closed doors, no one needed to know what they were going to do.
“W-what,” she stuttered and blushed embarrassingly, “what do we do?”
Dree shrugged, “I don’t know,” she let out a giggle, “what those girls do in pörn.” She scooted closer, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth and began brushing her lips down her collarbone, “I can…kiss you,” she began running her fingers down her thighs, “touch you,” Adrianne suckled gently on her neck, “Whatever I’ll do to you; you can be guaranteed that it’ll feel good.”
“Okay,” Lara nodded, “what do I do to you?”
She shook her head in response, her voice deepening with desire. “Nothing; just letting me touch you is enough. I promise.”
Lara nodded again, taking a deep breath and closed her eyes as Adrianne leaned forward and kissed her again. Their hearts thudded quickly as their kiss deepened. Adrianne tilted her head, biting Lara’s lips teasingly as her hand lowered to her treasure.
She widened her eyes slightly, as her fingers came into contact with Lara’s bare püssy. Then a devious smirk grew on her lips and she pulled away from her lips, to kiss her jawline. “Mm,” her sultry voice whispered, “someone’s eager; why don’t you have any panties on, honey?”
Lara gasped at the electric sensation that buzzed throughout her once Adrianne parted her püssy lips and breathlessly said, “Lucas…he said…not to wear…oh…them.”
Adrianne’s grin widened as she suckled on her friend’s earlobe, rubbing her slȋt a bit faster. “Oh what a naughty little boy he is…and you too, baby. Walking around the house with no underwear; going all commando.”
She nodded, closing her eyes as Adrianne soaked her index finger with her juices, just teasing. “But you know what turns me on the most?”
“W-what?” Lara gasped.
Slowly, Adrianne slid her finger inside her heat, earning quick moans and whispered, “That you actually listened; you submitted to him. That is so hot, baby. God, the way you described his cȯck earlier got me all wet. Can you imagine how good it would feel, if instead of my fingers inside your tight little püssy, you had Lucas’ fat big cȯck?”
“Shit,” Lara moaned, arching her back away from the end of the bed and widened her legs. “Goddamn, how I want him.”
She stopped pumping her fingers once she felt Lara’s hymen; she didn’t want her fingers to be the cause of her lost virginity. That was strictly for Lucas and Adrianne knew how important that was for Lara.
“I know, baby,” Adrianne whispered quickening her handy work, “I know how much you want him. I can feel it; your püssy’s so wet. I’m actually surprised you haven’t cummed.”
“Mm,” was Lara’s groaned reply. She somehow managed to slip her oversized t-shirt off and arched her back closer to the girl.
“Lara?” She whispered softly, her lips brushing against her earlobe. “Can I taste it? Can I taste your tight little püssy?” Lara widened her eyes unable to respond and Adrianne kept speaking as if she were in a trance, “It’s just so wet and it smells so good; I’ve never tasted one either. So will you let me?”
With every plead, Adrianne hardened her touch on Lara’s clȋt, making sure to get her point across. “Will you let me shove my tongue deep inside you and suck your püssy dry?”
“Yes,” Lara moaned, “oh shit; go ahead, Dree, you can eat me out.”
“Mm,” Adrianne smiled sexually, “just what I wanted to hear.” She bowed, taking Lara’s hard nipples in her mouth and stimulated them each until they were hard enough to burst. She kept rubbing her fingers in Lara’s wet cünt as she lowered her mouth closer to her treasure.
Lara’s body ached with hunger; she needed Adrianne’s mouth against her cünt and she needed them soon. Otherwise she was going to die from all of the lust going through her. It surprised her how shy Adrianne had started and now she was smirking down at her bare püssy lips.
“They’re so soft,” she murmured, “and you have no hair. I love looking at shaved püssies and yours is the best, baby.”
A nervous giggle escaped Lara’s lips as Adrianne propped herself on her elbows and slowly parted her slȋt apart. She breathed in deeply, the air tickling Lara as it escaped her body and she mumbled, “Goddamn, you smell so good; like pineapples and wine.”
Lara looked down, biting her bottom lip as Adrianne gazed at her treasure hungrily and then gasped as she rubbed her nose along, simply savouring her scent.
“That feels so good,” she moaned.
Adrianne smirked, “Yeah,” Lara nodded in response, unable to speak. “Well,” she grinned deviously leaning in closer to her püssy, “imagine how good you’ll feel when I lick you clean.”
“Oh god, Dree; stop talking and actually do it!”
At her desperation, Adrianne giggled and finally caved in. She darted her tongue out and licked her slȋt all the way up to her clȋt. Lara gasped, widening her legs and squeezed her breasts.
Adrianne suckled her püssy hungrily, feeling unbelievably voracious for her best friend’s cünt. She couldn’t believe how one moment they were talking about how good it must’ve felt to feel Lucas’ cȯck , to the next sucking her friend’s mound.
“Shit,” Lara moaned, bucking her hips slowly as Adrianne slowly teased her cünt, sucking on her püssy lips as she avoided her clȋt at all cost. “Damn, fuck, that feels so fucking good, Dree; we should’ve done this a long time ago—oh!”
Adrianne chuckled lowly, enjoying her friend’s reaction as she began to suckle her little clȋt into her mouth. It slowly grew, getting harder with all the stimulation it received and Lara cried out, biting down unto her finger.
She looked up at her friend, smiling as she drank her püssy juices as if they were water and then moaned at the expression on Lara’s face. “Damn, baby,” she breathed, making Lara moan at the cold gush of air on her exposed heat, “you look so hot doing that.”
Lara gave a small giggle, quickly moaning once Adrianne continued her assault on her lower lips and ran her fingers through her hair, arching her back in pleasure. “Damn, Dree I wish you had a cȯck so you could fuck me right now.”
“Mm,” Adrianne grinned, grazing her teeth on her folds, “I’d fuck you so hard.”
“A cȯck like Lucas’; so big and meaty. Ugh, I want him to fuck me so hard, I want him to take all of me,” she gasped as if in a trance.
Adrianne slipped her finger in Lara’s cünt, grinning up at her and whispered, “You’re so naughty; Lucas will have to punish you tomorrow. Look at me, baby.” Lara tried looking down, but the pleasure was overbearing, making it hard to abide to her request.
“Tell me what I’m doing,” Adrianne whispered huskily.
Lara gasped; groaning once Adrianne slid her tongue as far as her püssy would let her. “Y-you’re fucking…my p-püssy with your…tongue.”
“Yeah,” Adrianne nodded, bobbing her head up and down as she slid her flat tongue on her entire mound, “and what am I?” Lara frowned. “Like what’s my gender?”
She didn’t understand what she was trying to get at, but she still tried to answer her. “Y-you’re a girl…”
Again, Adrianne nodded, practically making out with her püssy and then whispered, “A girl’s eating your püssy, baby. How do you feel? Do you like it? Do you like me sucking on your tightly little püssy?”
“Mm,” Lara nodded, the familiar clenching in her stomach made her gasp and blurt out words that held no meaning to her emotionally, “I love that you’re sucking my tight little püssy; it feels so good.”
“You’re so bad,” she giggled, pressing a soft kiss to her slȋt and then suckled on it hungrily once Lara’s climax began to break through. It felt like electricity was rushing all throughout her body; she couldn’t stop it. It was glorious.
She came loud and hard, panting for air as sweat dripped down her face and moaned, shoving Adrianne’s face into her cünt to prolong the amazing feeling.
Both of them so into their sexual desires, that they didn’t notice their one-man audience; Lucas.
He had been standing there long enough to hear his step-sister cry out how she liked what her friend was doing and the anger coursing through his body was wild. He was jealous as all hell; that treasure was his.
Lucas clenched his jaw, along with his fists at the sight before him. Most males would’ve been thrilled about having two gorgeous girls touching each other; but he wasn’t most males. Lara was his—and he was not fond of anyone touching what was his.
All the gifs that I have used so far are not mine. Look at the watermark and if you like it, y'all should follow the owners. This is the last chapter I’m posting today. Hope y'all enjoyed so far.
I find it funny that the show runners said Riverdale wasn’t “fanfiction” and yet it’s literally a shitty ooc murder mystery au? Like?? Completely obliterating multiple characters’ previously established canon characterization that has endured for 70+ years??? Adding an unnecessary white het ship while erasing a character’s identity?? Ignoring WOC that had way more compelling storylines than said white ship?? Attempting to make it dark and edgy but just making it boring?? Stereotyping the hell out of the only LGBTQ+ character (because they erased the other!) and other characters using and manipulating him?? Completely forgetting about the murder mystery?? NOT COMPLETELY DAMNING PEDOPHILIA??? This seems to be some dudebro’s crytyped fic more than anything tbh
In the wolf au, is Kirishima dating Denki, hanta, Mina, ect or is just kinda a wolf thing? Not that I mind either way I'm just super curious lol. Also it's so lovely, your work is so sweet.
hello fran!! How are you? I hope you’re doing great!! sorry to bother you haha but I wanted to ask something!! So, in your wolf!kirishima comic it says that Denki’s pack and so is sero and mina, does that mean that they’re wolves shifters too?? And will we ever get to see them?? (also is there kamisero? Sorry my weak heart loves them yeet)
Ohohohohohohoho I’m glad you both asked about Kirishima’s pack cause boy do I have answers - okay first things first, Kirishima is only dating Bakugou and he’s the only wolf shifter in the pack (well, Mina is also a shifter, just not a wolf shifter)
In the AU pack dynamics are loosely based on how wolf packs work in the wild: in nature usually there’s an alpha couple (the “alpha male” and his mate) and the rest of the pack is made out of their pups! So by all means it’s just a family unit - once the pups are old enough to fend for themselves they leave the “pack” to form their own family - they’re social animals, so they need a pack to be happy and safe, and that reflects in the AU too. In this universe though it’s pretty normal for wolf shifters to date/marry non-shifters or shifters of other kinds, and when that happens the resulting kids might or might not have shifting abilities, which results in the process of forming a pack being a bit all over the place
In Kirishima’s case, he was born by two non-shifters who had shifter blood in them - as a wolf shifter his wolf side needed a pack to feel well (let’s say, other wolves to play with and learn from and so on) so as a kid he used to spend a lot of time with Fat and Amajiki (both wolf shifters!) who acted as a surrogate pack for the wolf in him - now he’s old enough to have his own pack tho! And while ideally that would mean he builds his own family with another wolf shifter, he ended up falling for Bakugou, who’s a non-shifter and a man, which means the family plan sorta went down the drain. His wolf still needs a pack to be happy tho, and that ended up meaning he latched onto Mina (a childhood friend) and Kaminari and Sero (Bakugou’s close friends) who by this point are as close to him as if they were actual family.
So in theory Kirishima’s wolf side sees the pack as himself and Bakugou as the alpha couple and Mina, Sero and Kaminari as the “pups” - practically though Kirishima’s human side has a perfect grasp on his wolf’s instincts, so all in all it ends up just being five pals loving each other like family, no power imbalance at all (…he does get clingy after his pack members spend time with people outside of the pack, but he doesn’t ever try to stop them from socializing outside of the group and cuddles and general close proximity are all he needs to make his wolf feel better!)
…as you can see, I spent more time on this AU than strictly necessary haha
(Assuming Cal & Mare got married) AU of Cal meeting their daughter's boyfriend for the very first time. Protective?
AYYYYY Let’s Gooooo!!!!!! Gather round iiiiiiiiitttttsssss STORY TIME!!!!!!!!!
“Tell me you are not going to sit on the porch the whole time and wait for this guy to come back.” Mare said with a huff as she leaned against the doorway of the townhouse we had taken up residence in after the war. I drummed my fingers on my knee, staring down the street in the direction they would come from. I had told her to be back by ten, it was ten oh five and she was not back yet. She knew better than to be late when I told her a time.
Mare’s fingers came to rest on my shoulders and digging her thumbs into my back, she went to massage out the knots there, teasing, “So protective.”
“You said he showed up on a cycle.”
“I remember another young man who took me out on a cycle too.” Mare said with a laugh as she pressed a featherlight kiss on the top of my head. “Relax, she’s seventeen years old, she can handle herself. Besides, I was invading Harbor Bay and sleeping in the same bed as you when I was her age.”
“She’s not you though.” I reply, watching that same spot at the end of the street. Mare snorted at my response and then flicking me in the back of the head, she said, “Don’t make a scene and embarrass her. I’m sure the two of them were having fun and lost track time, it happens.”
“I told her ten at the latest, she knows the rules.”
“And rules are made to be broken. Calm your jets Cal, you’ll burn the street down if you dont.” Mare continues teasing as she sank down next to me on the steps leading up to the porch. “Ye of so little faith,” she said with a smile as she nudged me with her shoulder, “Do you honeslty have no trust in our daughter what so ever?”
“It’s her first…guy. Girls do stupid things when they’re with a guy for the first time like that.”
“Yeah they do, I remember trying to get you to choose me over a kingdom.”
“That’s beside the point.”
She laughed out loud at my avoidance, and then nudging me again, she nodded to the end of the street and said, “there, she’s back, now you can relax and put the shot gun away.”
“I dont have one to put away in the first place.”
“You know what I mean.” Mare rolled her eyes as she rose from the step and smiled as the cycle came to an awkward stop in front of us. I physically grimaced as he slammed on the brakes after not letting the cycle slow down on its own. The jerk from the motion surely damaging the delicate wires and springs that worked the brakes. Did he honestly not know how to stop properly, after supposedly riding for years? According to our daughter, he was a natural rider, and she had gushed about it for almost an hour at the dinner table a week ago when she had agreed to go on the date. She’d looked at me the whole time, her eyes shining, and in the end, she’s said, “maybe you guys can talk about it. You can show him what you’re working on dad, he likes to fix things too!”
Well if this is how he treated what he worked on, I didn’t want to see how he worked on it.
Climbing off the back, our daughter pulled the helmet off and shook out her dark brown hair. She glanced up at us, only to grimace for a second before giving her mother and me a half hearted wave. On the front of the cycle, the boy pulled his own helmet off and ran his fingers through his ashy blond hair. He was tall, from what I could see, and lanky. I had yet to meet him too, mostly because I had come home after our daughter had left. Conveniently, Mare had teased when I’d gotten home and had asked where our daughter was.
The boy smiled up at our daughter and said something, and only got what looked like a nasty comment about us in response. He laughed at whatever she had to say and then got off the cycle. I rose from me seat on the steps then, and he blinked for a moment, surprised, before he followed her up to the steps. He only came up to my chin, from what I could tell, which was more than tall enough. He looked like he didn’t even weight a hundred pounds soaking wet though. I was surprised he hadn’t been lifted off the cycle by the wind.
Glancing at the two of us, our daughter narrowed her eyes and then said to me, “Be nice dad, Colton didn’t do anything.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.” I replied coolly as I nodded up to the front door, “You’re back late too young lady, I said ten.”
Rolling her eyes at my tone, she passed between us and said, “It’s ten ten, I’m not that late.” With that, she gave Colton a smile and then pushed her hair behind her ear before giving him a shy goodbye. He gave her a crooked grin in response that made my stomach turn and my blood boil. As if he sensed the rising heat, he dropped the smile.
Mare sighed at the spectacle. Then, walking up the steps, she linked arms with our daughter before leading her into the house, already chatting away with her, determined to get every detail of the date. From the sound of it, it had been quite fun, and something our daughter seemed more than comfortable talking about.
“I’m sorry I brought her back so late…sir. I have trouble with my cycle.” Colton said softly, while his fingers fidgeted at his side. Leaning against the railing of the steps, I raised my brow and replied, “Oh?”
“Yes sir, but it’s fine, she’s fine, your daughter that is…no major problems, sir.” He floundered for a moment before glancing over his shoulder at his cycle like he could make it grow wings to get him out of here even faster. He drummed his fingers on his helmet in the silence that followed his comment and with a weak voice he spoke again, “You have a very beautiful daughter, sir. She told me all about you and her mother.”
“Then I’m sure she told you exactly what her mother and I are capable of?”
He swallowed visibly, and then seemed to try and shrink in size. “She didn’t have to sir, I-I knew from the moment I picked her up.”
“Good, and I suggest you keep in mind exactly what her mother and I are capable of when you decide it will be fun to break our daughter’s heart.”
He blinked stupidly for a moment and then nodding eagerly he replied, “Yes sir, I won’t forget sir.” He took a few steps back before turning and hurrying to his cycle. He struggled to start it for a solid minute. The engine stalled every time he tried to kick start it. Sighing, I pushed off the railing and said over my shoulder, “Release the clutch.”
I heard the engine roar to life, and glancing up at me, he gave me a tiny nod before speeding off, practically swerving with the speed. When I turned around fully, I was met with my daughter’s glower. She stood in the doorway to the house, her arms crossed, and her lips drawn into a tight line.
“I swear, if he doesn’t call me back dad, I’m blaming you.”
“I hope he doesn’t call back.”
“Why would you say that, I LIKE HIM!”
“No daughter of mine is going to date a boy who doesn’t know how to start the cycle he built and has supposedly been riding for years.”
Inside, I could hear Mare howling with laughter.
AWWWWWWW, some cute fluff. I like to think that if they were to get married, eventually Mare and Cal would be able to joke about everything that happened. Also, if you maybe missed the joke because I didn’t clarify it, Colton had almost no idea how to ride a cycle. The joke being that he did it to try and impress their daughter (who I dont want to name cause ugh names are hard), and absolutely did not count on the fact that Cal would know how to ride one. XD Anyway, terrible dad meeting boyfriend for the first time jokes aside, i found this one super fun. Keep the prompts coming!!!!! (((:
regarding your last rebloged post (“…Levi’s not a very expressive person…”): you noticed how the only time period levi didn't wear a cravat was before he met erwin and after erwin died..? hooo boy
Hey Anon, you’re not the only to notice that Levi only appears to wear his cravat when he’s with Erwin, I’ve heard others speculating about this too. He doesn’t wear one in ACWNR before he and Erwin meet, and he isn’t wearing one in chapter 90 after Erwin’s death and their return from Shiganshina.
I had all kinds of headcanons as to why this might be. Perhaps the cravat was a gift from Erwin? He bought him a white suit ffs so everything’s possible. Perhaps when Erwin died Levi took it off and used it to carefully wipe the blood from his face? Perhaps he then folded it carefully and placed it in Erwin’s breast pocket, over his heart, before kissing him once and drawing the cloak over face? Perhaps that’s why Levi no longer wears his cravat?
Then I went to double check the manga and realised I’d forgotten about chapter 89.
It’s true that Levi doesn’t wear his cravat in chapter 90 when he and Hanji meet with Roy and Peaure and he doesn’t wear it during the ceremony with Historia, however he does wear it when they ride out on their expedition to the ocean.
Finally, a part 2! I’d been planning this for a while, but with all the requests i’ve received it’s been hard to do so. But here I am, and maybe this will become a series? I’m not sure, depends if you guys requests so!
Imagine Prompt: can i request a oneshot please? id like one where you and bellamy secretly like each other but you two are really sarcastic and you fight a lot and one day you two were on a mission and they had to sleep next to each other in a cave and bellamy surprise the reader by putting his arms around her in his sleep and spooning her. just this with a lot of sass and sarcasm, please? thank you :)
Warning: none. kind of…
When you woke up, you felt oddly warm. A sense of safety flushed through you and you couldn’t quite figure out why. There was a body next to yours, and as you blinked in the brightness of the sun that surrounded the cave and blinked away the blurriness, you began to try and move only to find you couldn’t.
Strong arms wrapped around your waist, tight and protective to the point you couldn’t move. You furrowed your brows, still slightly asleep as you tried to pin who exactly was with you. You hadn’t had anyone on ground and you definitely wouldn’t sleep with someone on a… one.. night stand.
“You wouldn’t be just a one night stand.”
Bellamy’s words echoed through, the memories of last night flashing through as you became wide awake. You snapped up, forcefully ripping Bellamy’s arms of from around you. You heard him moan in shock as he too woke up. Shy and bashful, you hugged yourself as Bellamy groaned awake and sat up next to you.
What would you say? Everything that had happened last night was something you’d never expected. And despite how hard you tried to push down the secret feelings you’d developed for the boy, they were there and they only increased after the events of last night. But there was no way Bellamy would like you back, which was why you’d never acted on those feelings.
“You wouldn’t be just a one night stand.”
Or would he?
“Uh, good morning.” Bellamy’s deep voice echoed around you and you felt your muscles tense. Was he going to act like none of this had ever happened? But, maybe that would be best. You didn’t think you’d be able to confront him or your feelings, so maybe acting as if none of it happened would be okay.
Standing up, you murmured a good morning. Ignoring the feel of his eyes lingering on you as you walked to the opening of the cave and stepped out. You let your eyes wander over the sunshine that no shun brightly and the warmth you could now bask in. Turning back into the cave you quickly began packing up your things. “The fogs gone, we should head back to camp. People are probably starting to worry.”
Bellamy said nothing but let his gaze linger on you a moment longer, before he too began to pack up. The walk back to camp was silent, and long. Even after an hour, which felt like you should’ve reached camp by now, you were still an hours walk away. And the silence was agonizingly painful as well as awkward. It almost felt as if you were alone, because of the dead silence, if you could miss the awkward stares and bumps of the shoulders.
Eventually, a short half n hour later (so they were only a half n hour away) you’d gotten tired of walking and leaned against a tree. Huffing in tiredness, and rubbing your feet in pain. Normally you wouldn’t be so whiny, but you hadn’t had to walk this long in a long time, seeing as before this you’d never been allowed out of camp.
You heard a huff of annoyance from behind you, but you chose to ignore it. Figuring Bellamy had been just as tired as you, and was annoyed by it. But you were hugely mistaken, when he began speaking. “Really, Y/N?” He snapped.
With narrowed eyes, you looked over at him shaking your head. “Really what?”
“You need to stop right now. We are almost back to camp and the sooner the better.”
Your jaw opened in bafflement and with a huff, you let your foot fall and you slipped back on your shoe. You turned to him, crossing your arms over your chest as you glared at him. “Yeah, I did need to stop. I wasn’t the one who asked you to come on this damn mission, that had been an absolute fail by the way. And i’m tired, and i’m sick of being near you.” Suddenly, all your pent up feelings came pouring out at his complete ignorance to your side of things. You tried to tell yourself to remain calm, and reason things out, but your irrational side got the better of you.
“You should know by now that I take whatever lead I get and that when we go out, we do what needs to be done and get back. There isn’t time for resting!” He practically yelled.
“No, actually, I wouldn’t know.” You reprimanded. “I wouldn’t because ever since we landed down here, you haven’t let me step one foot out of that camp. God knows why.”
He stayed silent for a while, both of you wondering what had started this fight and why it’d become so tense. It was a stupid thing to argue over, and the both of you knew, but for some reason every angry thought came to your mind, whether it had to do with Bellamy or not, and you couldn’t control yourself.
“Sorry for caring.” Bellamy spat.
Your eyes widened and you let out a dry laugh, “care? Since we landed you’ve been treating me as if i’m an annoyance. Why care about a pestering princess right?”
“You are an annoyance!” He yelled, despite himself. And with shock, you took a step back. Not quite expecting such harsh words to come out of his mouth, you opened your mouth to say something but came out empty. You picked up your backpack, not quite sure what to do. “Wait, Y/N…” Bellamy tried but you interrupted him.
“No, uh, it’s okay.” You whispered, staring at the ground. “I get it. I don’t know why I ever thought that… we… no, sorry.” You let the words slip out before you ran off. Your feet carrying you faster than you ever thought they could, and before you knew it you’d ran so far that you didn’t know where you were. You’d never been in these woods before and without a tracker, you found yourself lost. The world spun around you as you tried to figure out where you were.
Bellamy huffed, after walking around searching for you, and not able to find you, he figured you’d gone back home. He was worried and regretted all the words he said, because in the moment he hadn’t meant any of it. He’d just been frustrated that the two of you hadn’t discussed what had happened the night before.
You’d been ignoring his advances and gazes, he’d become frustrated with you to the point he became irrational.
Letting out a deep breath, he signalled to be let in and walked through. His eyes already searching for you, and expecting to see you walk up to him with a stomp to your step. Only you never came, and instead in your place Clarke came up. Seemingly relieved to see Bellamy standing there.
Her eyes searched around him, and he blinked in confusion. “Bellamy! I’m so glad you’re okay!” She said once she reached him, smiling up him. Bellamy smiled at her shortly, his eyes going past her for you. His heart began to race when you never showed up.
“Where’s Y/N?” Immediately, Bellamy snapped his eyes down to Clarke. His heart picking up in fear as he stared baffled down at Clarke.
“What do you mean where is she? She’s not here?” Bellamy asked in a panicked rush.
Clarke furrowed her brows, shaking her head. “No, the last time she was here was when she left with you yesterday.” She explained, her face contorting in concern. “What happened Bellamy? Where is Y/N?”
At the frantic mention of your name, a crowd of your friends had gathered. All staring at Bellamy expectantly as he stared at the ground in pure fear. How could he had been so stupid? Letting you go over a stupid fight like that.
“Bellamy, where’s Y/N?” Jasper piped up, coming to stand next to Bellamy.
“We were out, but then I got in such a stupid fight with her.” He said, his voice deep as he blamed himself. “She ran off, and I searched for her but I figured she’d headed off back here.”
Clarke’s eyes widened with realization. “Bellamy she’s never been out of-”
“Out of camp before.” He finished, nodding. “I know.” Nodding to himself, he grabbed his gun and began marching towards the gates.
The ‘and maybe my love interest irl sometimes’ isn’t our business, tease or not that doesn’t give you the right of comment/tell them to date. They’re human too and deserve respect and privacy, if you think they are cute together or ship them, okay but keep that to your thirsty self and have respect for them.
Like seriously guys, it had been just 2 days and today some ppl just commented them to date, their love life ISN’T our business, so yet again as I have said it before RESPECT THEM! THEY DESERVE PRIVACY!