he's a very generous person and i think he's going through a rough time

First Impressions



Castiel works as a teller at his local bank, and Dean is a new mystery customer that brings in a wad of cash and crumpled singles once a week to deposit into his account.

Working as a bank teller was definitely a unique and interesting experience - and one that Castiel generally enjoyed.

Of course, there were always the customers that raised hell when they walked through the door, complaining about incorrect overdraft fees or loan interests, but for the most part, the people were pleasant and Castiel didn’t mind plastering a smile onto his face for five or six hours at a time.

He and the other tellers had their favorite customers that they always talked about, whether for the entertainment factor, or because they genuinely liked them.

There was the nice old woman who always updated the teller on her grandson’s theater career; the middle aged man who generally arrived drunk and so sure that he was a millionaire even though he wasn’t; the college-aged girl who came in with a different hair color every time; and a younger man who kept trying to convince the teller that he was haunted.

Yes, Castiel was sure that he’d seen it all - and then one day, Dean Winchester came through his line.

The moment Castiel looked up as the new face approached the counter, he was thrown off. Sandy and deliberately coiffed hair framed a perfectly symmetrical face that he was sure he’d seen on a famous statue in some museum or another. Soft green eyes blinked at him with an even softer smile as he leaned forward against the counter and tilted his head.

“Hey,” the man said, his voice almost as smooth as the marble his arms were resting against.

“Hello.” Castiel cleared his throat and smiled, praying to God that it looked natural. “How can I help you today, sir?”

The man pulled out his ID and slid it across the counter.

Dean Winchester, it read.

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imagine yoongi as your cat familiar.

Originally posted by jitonic

– i immediately thought of sam riley in maleficent.

  • a black cat, how predictable.
  • needless to say this was not what you had in mind when you summoned a demon companion.
  • yeah, you got a demon in cat form.
  • it takes you a while to realise that’s what he is though, at first you just thought you’d botched the summoning and went on with your day.
  • but now this cat has been chilling in your garden for a week and it keeps trying to get in and it doesn’t have a collar or anything.
  • also instead of shooing when you tell it to the cat just gives you the ugliest look and that should be possible for a cat to be so expressive???
  • eventually you let him in though because he’s not going anywhere and it’s cold and he’s probably hungry.
  • and you think, fuck it, if you’re gonna be a witch you might as well have a black cat, right? why not
  • so you take him to the vet to make sure he’s healthy and vaccinated and he almost scratches their eyes out.
  • but other than that he’s a pretty chill cat, sleeps all day, pitter-patters around the house all night. lowkey loves to cuddle.
  • you name him suga.
  • he doesn’t go out much? but likes to follow you around when you go out.
  • or anywhere else for that matter.
  • but not in an obvious way like he’s not always on your heels.
  • tsundere cat. 
  • most of the time he acts like he doesn’t even know you exist.
  • but he keeps turning up wherever you are.
  • included, but not limited to, on the bus, inside the library, bathhouses, at the dentist, the supermarket, and your mom’s house ?????
  • basically anywhere except church.
  • eventually you just start talking to him because it feels,,,,,,, natural.
  • like i said, he’s very expressive, and a lot of the time you almost feel like he’s really understanding you and to a certain degree giving you answers.
  • you’re starting to suspect him because honestly some of the shit this kitty gets into should be impossible.
  • like he once put out a fire ????? just casually spilled some water and saved your life and your house from burning down ??
  • keeps “accidentally” knocking your things over and has saved you from making some pretty bad magic mistakes that way.
  • eventually he just gets enough of your clueless ass and pulls up a wikipedia page on witches’ familiars for you to find the next time you use the computer.
  • it’s kinda embarrassing it took you this long to find out.
  • you try to communicate directly with him after that but he won’t have his sleep interrupted, refuses to “meow once for yes and twice for no”, and leaves you no other choice than to look for spells to make him talk.
  • bad idea.
  • yoongi has been a cat for a veeery long time, he’s grown quite comfortable and then you have to come and make him human.
  • a very naked human, in desperate need of a wash and a haircut.
  • he doesn’t like being without fur and bundles up nice and cosy immediately in his usual spot on the couch.
  • but also hasn’t had a bath in this form in probably centuries so he agrees to have one but you have to promise to turn him back or at least make his human form optional.
  • let’s not forget this also puts you in a very awkward position, trying to think of all the things you have said or done in front of yoongi when you thought he was just a cat.
  • things are kinda tense, to say the least.
  • but for the next few weeks you experiment with spells and potions in hopes of making things right again, or at least better.
  • after a while it becomes apparent that you are hopeless at this and yoongi helps you out reluctantly.
  • also because he’s having some real trouble getting used to his human form, not able to balance like before without his tail.
  • hilarity ensues when you work your way through a wide variety of failed attempts.
  • yoongi’s personal favourite being the one where he has cat ears, whiskers, and a tail, but is otherwise human.
  • he stays that way for a while. it’s,,,,,,,,,,,,, fine. or whatever.
  • also he doesn’t fit on the couch anymore, so he shares your bed, but that’s fine because he’s usually up at night.
  • except for when he isn’t. like in the very early mornings.
  • and as you gradually warm up to each other and things get less awkward, you just kind of slip into this comfortable intimacy.
  • and when you finally find the right potion for yoongi to shift between forms at will, things between you get easy, and playful, and flirtatious.
  • before you know it he’s sharing your bed all hours of the day and even night if you know what i mean wink wonk.
  • in the end, with yoongi’s watchful presence and sarcastic guidance you’ll grow to be an accomplished witch some day.
  • in the meantime you can set the house on fire and he’ll find a way to put it out, turn him into a frog and he might even forgive you some day.
  • in the end he’s more of a partner than a companion.
  • anyway, nsfw under the cut.

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Imagine you're working out in the gym

Imagine you’re working out in the gym in Avengers Tower.

It’s very early in the morning – you always go really early because you’re self-conscious about your body.  You’re much fluffier than you’d like to be, and you don’t want to hit the gym with everyone else who’s so cut it hurts to look at them.  You’re doing what everyone else would think was a pretty easy routine of a little stretching, some yoga, light weights and – what has become over a couple of months – a long, relatively well-paced walk on the treadmill. 

You’re not necessarily trying to lose weight – although it’s been happening steadily since you started anyway – you’re just trying to feel better physically.

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Secret Encounters - Dean Winchester x Reader (Single Father AU)

Title: Secret Encounters

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: —

Warnings: Age gap, Reader is twenty something years old

Summary: Imagine being in a secret relationship with your best friend’s father, Dean Winchester.

A/N: I read something that inspired this, so I am not the one that came up with it in the first place but this is all still mine so enjoy!

He was tall, dark and handsome. How more cheesy could it get?

Whenever you stared at him you felt like time would stop. How was it even possible? The only words you could think of to describe him were exactly those. Alright maybe not the dark part. Whenever he’d smile at you or anyone around him it felt like the entire room would light up and your heart would soar, a smile forming on your lips too. It felt almost contagious but he had such a kind soul, so selfless, generous and kind that it was impossible not to be happy with his own happiness.

The first time you’d met him, as many you thought, you’d taken him to be more… rough. The full lips and sharp jaw along with the broad shoulders and strong arms as well as the jeans and black shirt and flannels he’d wear intimidated you for some reason as well as attracted you. He looked kinda scary at first, and when he spoke that deep gruff voice would make anyone think that he was a tough man but in reality when you got to know him he was such a gentle person. Dean Winchester was the definition of ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’, or at least up to some point.

His love for classic rock and his Impala was true, as was the fact that he was a ladies man. With a killer smile like that he could have anyone that he wanted and it was only proven by the numerous nights he spent at bars and then at some lady’s place. Well, lately that had started changing but from what you’d gotten to know and what you’d usually see he was a total flirt. Moreover, his love for pie and burgers along with childlike behavior was obvious by the boyish grin he’d sport sometimes. He was a kid at heart yet… such a real man at other times, knowing exactly what to do and how.

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Stone Cold Sober

Who: Chris Evans
What: Inspired by Say You Won’t Go by James Arthur

“I’m so in love with you
And I hope you know
Darling, your love is more than worth its weight in gold
We’ve come so far my dear
Look how we’ve grown”

“I wanna live with you
Even when we’re ghosts
‘Cause you were always there for me
When I needed you most”

It had been a rough year.

Chris was in way over his head with everything that he had signed up for. In the sense of trying to juggle his work life with his personal life. He thought he could handle both but his personal life just seemed to slip through his fingers. It had been a few months since he had spoken to his sisters and brother and even longer with his mother. It was rare for him to get lost in his work. Chris had always stressed that family was important in keeping him grounded. 

He knew his family would understand, because this was what he wanted to do. This was who he was. Chris hardly felt guilty when it came to his family because in the end, he knew that they would always be there for him. The only person he was worrying about was [Y/N]. Chris felt as if it had been an entire year since he got to sit down with her and talk about random things, the kind of conversations he fell in love with. 

And in retrospect, it had been a year since their last dinner date. 

Chris had captured [Y/N]’s attention about four years ago and despite their very busy schedules, they always made time for each other. They had an understanding. Work came first because anyone that was part of the film industry knew that whether or not they wanted to admit it. Work was number one until it was time to dock it further down the list. And they had both agreed that day would come when children were involved because [Y/N] was just as passionate about kids as he was. 

But, it had been sixty-seven days since he had physically seen [Y/N]. And he craved her touch, her kisses, the way she’d dig her nails into his back, and more importantly her laugh. Chris wasn’t entirely romantic, he had good intentions but it just wasn’t him and he loved that [Y/N] didn’t expect much. Because when he would, he’d get her a single flower and present it to her with a kiss and a sincere, “I love you so much.” And it reminded her just how much she loved him, not that she really ever needed a reminder. 

So, here was. In the middle of their kitchen. A little white stuffed bear holding a single red rose with a bottle of her favorite wine sitting on the counter top. Chris had managed to get off a few days earlier than he thought and he wanted to surprise the love of his life. He forgot what it felt like to be happy in the arms of his girlfriend. He heard the jingling of keys, sitting up straight, he waited for her to enter the kitchen. 

To say Chris startled her was an understatement. [Y/N] thought her heart was about to leap out her chest. Clutching her chest and leaning against the counter, she gasped. “Holy shit.” Regaining her composure, she spotted the stuffed animal and wine, “I thought you weren’t coming home until Thursday?” 

He moved towards her, cupping her face in his hands. Relishing her scent and warm cheeks. “I wasn’t until I moved a few things around.” Chris kissed her gently, “I missed you, bug.” 

She chuckled at the sound of her nickname, how she got it was beyond her knowledge. “I missed you too.” Wrapping her arms around him, she squeezed him tight. “I’m glad you came home early, we would have only seen each other for less than a day before I would have to go out to New Zealand.” [Y/N] would be lying if she said that she didn’t hate this past year. It was hard not seeing Chris for more than a week before the either of them would have to run off to the other side of the world. But relationships were all about compromise and commitment and she’d be damned if she was going to let the only man she ever loved slip from her fingers because of distance. 

He pressed a kiss to her head, “I’ve been thinking about us.” 

[Y/N] wasn’t sure if she liked the tone in his voice, pulling slightly away, she frowned. “Do I need a glass of wine for this?” 

Chris laughed, his hand reaching for that signature spot. “Baby, no, it’s not a bad thing but I wouldn’t say no to a glass.” 

Turning her frown upside down, she nodded and pulled away from him completely. In a few quick seconds she was back with two glasses and a bottle opener. She handed him the opener and graciously took the bottle from his hand once he popped the cork. Pouring a generous amount in each glass, they toasted to finally spending time together. 

“Now, what’s got that mind thinking?” She asked.

Taking a sip, he gave a gentle smile. “I miss us. I thought I could handle us and work but I don’t think I did a very good job.” 

“You didn’t but you know I don’t mind.” Frowning, she shrugged. “I mean I would have liked to see you more but I understand. It comes with the job, you know. We both knew what we were getting into when we snuck off that night.” [Y/N] reminiscence back to that night where the two of them got so unbelievably drunk at an after-party that they ended up in her hotel room with their clothes all over the floor. She had never met someone that she could get along with so well then Chris. They instantly clicked when they were sober and things got even better when they were drunk. It was inevitably once the pair finally met, it was almost like love at first sight. 

“Yeah, but that’s the thing.” Chris groaned. He set down his glass of wine and cupped her face again, his body pressing against hers which caused her hips to collide with the counter. “We work way too much. I almost forgot what it felt like to be with you. If we weren’t face-timing or texting, it was almost as if I was single. Not that I went out, because you know I didn’t but that’s what it felt like. I don’t fucking like it. 

I’ve been with you for four years and hell, [Y/N] it’s been the damn best four years of my life. It’s unreal how lucky I am to have you. I love you so fucking much that you have me wrapped around your fingers.” He let his hands fall from her face and to her waist. “I want to focus on us, I want to feel us, I want to feel you. Work is just work but when I’m with you, it’s like a whole nother world.” 

[Y/N] looked in his eyes, searching for some kind of explanation for this. “So let’s focus on us. Let’s take a vacation.” 

Chris shook his head, “No, baby. I want to marry you.”

[Y/N] choked a little, had she heard him right? Did Chris just say that he wanted to marry her? “Marry me?” She asked in disbelief.

Chris laughed again, throwing his head back. “Yes, baby. You.” He pulled her in close, nipping her lips for a moment. “You and I have been to hell and back. You were there for me whenever I needed you. And I like to think that I’ve done the same for you. I don’t want to do that for anyone else but you. I want to wake up every single morning knowing that I have you for the rest of my life. I want to rush home from the airport because I know I’ve got my favorite girl waiting for me with our kids. I want to start this life with you, [Y/N]. No one else. I want to love you with every bit of my soul because being away from you this past year was rough.

And I don’t know if doubts ran through your head or not but I want you to know that I don’t ever want to see you walk out our door with your bags packed for good. I can take it if you’re leaving me to come right back when you’re finished with work but never for good.” He placed a tender kiss on her lips, breathing her in. “I love you so much.” 

[Y/N] melted into his kiss, her hands gripping his upper arm. “I love you so much.” 

A New Beginning

gif is not mine

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Word Count: 908

Warnings: comfort, slight angst, fluff

A/N: This was requested by @nobodys-baby-now! I wanted to get this out ASAP, just in case you wanted to come back to it. Also so that you could come back to this as much as you needed to! I hope you guys enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

You set your bags down on the library table, letting out a long breath.  After getting kicked out of your own home, it was a relief that the Winchesters offered to have you stay with them.  You knew it wouldn’t be easy at first, but this was better than your other options.  

“Thanks again for letting me stay with you guys,” you said, turning around to face the Winchesters.  “I promise I’ll try not to get in your way.”

“You’ll be fine [Y/N],” Sam assured you, offering you a warm smile.  “It’ll be nice having you here.  Maybe I should-.”

“Well if it isn’t my two favorite stooges,” Gabriel mused as he strolled into the library, holding his arms out to the side.  His eyes quickly found you, a person he had never seen before.  “And who is this?”  Gabriel approached you, looking you up and down.

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[ @the-mic-drop this might not be what you had in mind, but I hope it’s satisfactory. also, I thank @nervmaid for this. ]

A rather sudden bang distracts Roadhog from his novel.

Dog-earing the page, he sets the worn book down on his belly and sighs through his mask. Two years of playing bodyguard has granted him enough experience to distinguish one bang from another. Explosions, while outside the norm for the everyday citizen, have a surprising array of sounds that Roadhog has become well acquainted with. If anyone cared to ask, he’s sure he could name every type of explosive he’s heard. In fact, it has come to the point where he could give a rough estimate on how much damage a bomb might inflict from its noise alone, and he supposes that might be an impressive feat if he weren’t so invested in making sure the creator of said bomb remains in one piece.

Fortunately for him (and his boss, he must concede), the bang does not belong to any sort of explosive.

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Your Savior - 8

Hey y'all! I’ve been mentally working on this part for so long, it’s nice to finally see it come to fruition! As always, thank you for taking the time to stop by, I hope you enjoy!!!!

Link to Chapter 7

Chapter 8



As you followed Negan to the mess hall you began to realize the actual size of your new home. You walked past building after building, in total awe of what he had built and managed to maintain.

“How did you do all of this?” You finally asked, gesturing to the compound around you. “How are you still doing it?”

Negan grinned with pride before answering, “Honestly, getting it wasn’t that hard. Me and a couple of guys stumbled across this place not long after it all began. We claimed it, secured it, and set the new standards for life in the new world. Now keeping it going? That’s the fucking hard part. That’s where the rules come in. Not everyone likes the rules all of the time, but rules are fucking important, they keep us alive.”

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so here’s a taagnus fic I wrote up, based on this post I saw

uhhhh set after The 11th Hour - taagnus - yo, if it’s super bad, then I am so so sorry for getting anybody’s hopes up about this.

it’s also on ao3 as ‘Fantasy Phone Confessional’ by sleepybeaute

I hate titles & I suck at them - and it’s 3AM - gimme some SLACK


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gift wrapped.

Originally posted by fyeah-leedawon

dawon/female!reader, 641w

genre: smut, nc-17

“someone has to show them what they missed out on,” he murmurs, nosing at the space behind your ear. “leaving the two of us at home while they go out to get the cake. i’m not stupid, i know they forgot to buy one yesterday.”

this is a reaaalllly late birthday fic for dawon, sorry bud

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chills multiplying

shikasaku week, day 3: sky/earth

i… yeah, i don’t really even have an excuse. the rest will show up in the next few days, too.

in which ino’s terrible couch makes a reappearance, people plot, shinobi are assholes, and shikamaru has to face a morning after. (also, ino is better than you.)

It’s whimsical, cloud-watching. You’d think it would be antithetical to his nature.

And yet.

Shikamaru’s eyes are, more often than not, away and beyond, searching for something beyond his grasp.

Something untouchable.

It’s no wonder, really, then, that cloud-watching turned to this.

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anonymous asked:

Please share more of your thoughts about God's Own Country! I saw it last week and still can't get it out of my head. What were your favorite parts, scenes etc !! I hope it does well because it's really really good, both Josh and Alec were fantastic

Hello, thanks for asking me my thoughts on God’s Own Country. I had an extremely busy week last week, so since I went to see it a second time this weekend, I decided now is the best time to share my thoughts.

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The Surprises of Retirement


Dr Watson remained true to his word and paid me another visit just a few days later.

In his absence, the weather had altered between glorious sunshine and thunderous downpours that had transformed my chamber from a steam room to an ice box. I exaggerate, of course, but it was rather tiresome to drag oneself out of bed to fling the windows open or shut them again based on the whims of the weather. But I digress.

Dr Watson found me on a day that had been largely marked by heavy rainfall. I had not expected him but took great precautions as to my appearance when the knock on the door reverberated through the silence in the cottage.

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Captured By The Game p.2

AN: Written for day 5 of Nessian Smut Week - Public Sex.

Part 2 to Escort AU - part 1 can be found here.

NSFW. Tagging @lynyrdwrites because apparently we enable each other. Well…all the more smut for all of us!

Getting ready is a ritual.

The sleek fabric of stockings smooths over her legs as she slowly rolls them up and the lace of the garter belt brushes against her skin; like a touch of luxury, one that keeps her composed and grounded in her role.

A drop of perfume behind her ears and on her wrists - her favourite, not his.

Because she might get paid in return for her body but she’s still her own person. And no one, neither Cassian nor her other clients, will tell her how she should behave or what to like.

Not that there are so many of those other clients nowadays.

It hasn’t happened overnight and Nesta’s actually quite angry with herself for allowing it but Cassian has steadily sneaked his way into her week. From a good old regular once-a-week, he upgraded to weekly meetings. It wasn’t enough though and so, he proposed a weekend all-nighter. Nesta put her foot down, arguing weekends were the best for business. A whole night with one man whose overgrown ego overrode his common sense just wasn’t worth it, she stated to Cassian - and fuck, but she could still remember the fire in his eyes as he pinned her to the wall and showed her just how justified that ego of his was.

Still, they did manage to agree on Wednesdays. Not that it mattered since Cassian simply started to request her for all the weekend events he attended, the paycheck too generous for her agency to pass up.

She’s getting ready for one of these events right now, some corporate shindig in Ritz-Carlton that’s more about stroking the right egos than actually having a good time. Slipping on her midnight blue dress like an armor of silk and lace.

Who will notice her bored expression with that slit going all the way to her mid-thigh? Who’ll recognize the subtle scrunching of her nose as a sign of disgust her neckline dipping low between her breasts? Why would Cassian bother asking her all these troublesome personal questions if he can play with the lace covering her otherwise bare back?

With a satisfied smirk, Nesta puts a layer of raspberry lipstick on her lips and grabs her purse before leaving the penthouse suite Cassian rented for the night. She intends to bring him to his knees tonight, to have a little revenge for all those inconvenient feelings he makes her think about.

The game is on.

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Overwatch Roommates AU: Coexisting (1/3)

Modern Roommates Au inspired by this post By @madame-lacroix

Featuring Gabriel Reyes and Amelie Lacroix.  

Hints of Reaper76, mainly WidowTracer.

Part 2 ->
Read on Ao3

“Ah…Mama…si….si pero uno momento…ay Ame!”

Amelie barely had time to drop the stack of books in her hands to catch the phone that was hurled at her from across the room, she hissed as some of the said books landed on her foot but she caught it and promptly flipped her new roommate off as he laughed and smooched at her.

Phone in hand, she cleared her throat and put on her thickest accent in her sweetest voice,”Bonjour Madam Reyes~”

Gabriel rolled his eyes into the sun as his mother on the other end of the phone squealed with joy,”Mija! Mi corezon it’s so good to hear your voice again”

Pushing aside the pile of clothes she was supposed to put away from the small couch, she flopped into it, readjusting the cell phone from one side to the other, deeming it now as break time.

“Good to hear you too, I’ve missed you”

“Ame’ I heard what happened. I’m so sorry are you alright?”

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EXO during their first time (analysis)

—As requested by a lovely anon. Note this is written with the boys being virgins and you being experienced. Enjoy nonetheless honeybees. <3


Kris: In all honesty, I see Kris being very natural and adept even if it’s his first time…he would know exactly what to do and how to do it with relative ease. This is one of the only times I see Kris being rather ‘generous’ in bed towards you; his focus would be centralized on you for the most part. He would kiss you rapturously, while running his wandering hands up and down your sides sensually. Eventually his hands would land upon your breasts, lavishing them with immense affection. Once he’s fondled with your supple mounds enough, his hand would fall upon your core, edging your panties away to run his long fingers up and down your core, slicking your entrance wet skillfully. He wouldn’t say much during his first time surprisingly. Your moans and begging for him to “not stop,” and to “keep going” would be the only indication he’d need to keep going. During the actual sex, he wouldn’t be as rough and hardcore as he would normally be. Since it’s his first time, Kris wants to ensure complacency for you both and go at a moderate pace. While he’s thrusting into you at a balanced speed, he’ll lean down frequently to kiss you as your walls grip his member exquisitely.Once your climax overtakes your body, he’d continue thrusting into you to reach his high, finally collapsing beside you once he has attained his high. His experience will just continue to broaden afterwards. 

Kai: This kid would be nervous as hell. For his first time, he would be especially concerned with pleasing you properly amongst other problems. He’ll be incredibly doting towards you and your needs. You would have to lead the sex, telling him what it is you like and want from him. Softly, Jongin would kiss you multiple times as his hands traverse to your mounds instinctively. You would gasp at the sudden contact and he would break the kiss slightly unhinged, thinking he’s done something wrong. Of course you would assure him that everything is fine and that it feels good…urging him to go on. At your approval, he would continue to kiss you as his hands caress your breasts with immense delicacy, squeezing and kneading your mounds much to your enjoyment. Eventually, one hand would ghost to your core as his digits prod around your clothed core, slightly amazing him at how aroused you’ve become. You would cry out amorously as he slips a digit within your folds cautiously. Alarmed he would once more ask if you’re alright, worried that he may have hurt you. Once you reassure him you’re alright, Jongin would continue to slowly thrust his digit within you, maintaining eye contact to know if you’re doing alright or not. He would constantly ask if he’s doing alright: “Is this okay jagi?” “Are you alright jagi?” “S-should I keep going?” Once the adorably awkward foreplay is over and the actual sex commences, I see Jongin becoming a lot less tense and more natural. He wouldn’t say much as he thrusts into you at a constant pace…you would just hear his breathy gasps and pants as a delicious friction ensues from his thrusting. Like Kris, your moans and cries of ecstasy is what would keep him going. He might end up finishing before you, but overall you’d still be satisfied with his performance. 

Suho: I don’t see much differing in sex with Suho even if it’s his first time…other than the palpable nervousness. The sex would be vanilla as usual, but amazing in it’s own way. He would be flustered but would do his best to conceal his uneasiness, despite the fact you would catch onto it rather swiftly, amused. Of course, the foreplay would be centralized on you and your pleasure. While Joonmyun’s granting your breasts lavish kisses, occasionally flicking his tongue against your sensitive aerola, you would catch him murmuring little compliments towards you. In a hushed voice, he would murmur “how beautiful you are,” and “you’re amazing jagiya.” Albeit his nervousness, he would want to make you feel like the most beautiful person wandering this earth. I can see him going down on you, despite his inexperience. It would be brief, but still a pleasant surprise. He would greatly enjoy the little squirms and whines that escape your lips as his tongue lightly grazes over your entrance making way to your clit. The sex would begin once he feels you’re wholly aroused. He would slowly enter you, watching you carefully to make sure he’s doing alright and not discomforting you. He would thrust into you with relative ease, feeling much more comfortable once he hears your cries for him. Suho would continue to murmur affectionate compliments into your ear in between his enraptured pants with each thrust. He would make sure you reach your climax by any means necessary (preferably before he reaches his.)  

Chen: Chen wouldn’t allow his nerves to get the best of him and would be pretty cool and relaxed during his first time. He would play off his agitation well around you. In fact, he probably won’t even tell you of his inexperience—he’ll tell you if you were to ever ask about it, but until then, it remains confidential. He would make absolute sure not to totally botch this session and end up making himself look inept at sex; he’s determined to make an impression on you. Jongdae would leave hasty kisses upon your face and your neck, wanting to get to the actual sex as quickly as possible. As one hand is squeezing your breasts much to your pleasure, another hand is sliding up and down your entrance, causing your arousal to manifest and coating his digits. Snickering, he’d raise an eyebrow at you playfully as you’re still ensnared within a euphoric state due to his antics. “Someone’s extra needy huh? Does it feel good when I do this?” you would hear him remark as his fingers embed into your core erotically, sending you into a blissful abeyance. This would be conveyed through you tossing your head back and crying out. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he’d say smugly, inwardly praising himself for making sure you’re doing alright and appearing smooth at the same time. After thrusting his fingers into you rapidly, he would get all too excited and anticipant for you. He’d enter himself into you roughly, briefly making sure he is doing alright as he begins to thrust into you abruptly. He’d assume by the way you’re moaning and calling out for him that he’s doing alright. He might end up finishing before you because of how lost in lust he would get over you, which would be a bit disheartening for him. Whatever outcome, he would fall down beside you saying: “we should try some really freaky as hell positions next time. It seems like you would love that,” he’d tease. Ultimately, that comment would prompt Jongdae to research on different positions to try. Which is how his love of doggy-style begins. 

Sehun: Similar to Chen, Sehun will be incredibly nervous but will play it off cooly. Since Sehun is pretty proficient at masking his feelings with a nonchalant front, he won’t have much trouble playing off his disquietude. Though throughout the sex, he will be constantly fussing internally over how good he’s doing, how long he’ll be able to last, etc. He would still be as needy in bed even for his first time. He’ll smirk haughtily to himself as he’s thrusting his digits within you, opening you up roughly much to your pleasure. As your eyes roll back and your back arches in response to the stimulation on your core, he’ll be amazed at how you can allow yourself to lose sense with just some foreplay. He won’t say much except for some low obscenities and some occasional growls and grunts of contentment. Sehun will want to maintain his “expert” facade, so he’ll expect you to suck him off once he’s done with you. As your mouth encases his member impeccably, bobbing your head up and down to add to the erotic chafing, he’ll be in a trance teeming with ecstasy as he demands you to look up at him with your batting eyes. He’ll be close to losing himself within the pleasure that he’ll have to initiate the actual intercourse hastily. Entering you roughly, he’ll continue to allow strings of growls escape his lips as you grip onto his shoulders leaving apparent crimson marks behind. “Fuck yes baby, call for me,” he’d groan, immersed in ecstasy. As his impending climax looms like a dangling chandelier, in an attempt to bring your climax about, he’ll probably thumb your clit rapidly, causing delirious pleasure to course throughout your body. In this case, since it’s his first time, Sehun would want you both to climax almost concurrently since he’s familiar with this notion. He may end up cumming before you due to the overwhelming euphoria. Nonetheless, afterwards, he’ll feel and act like he’s a sex god. 

Chanyeol: This boy will be incredibly flustered…pretty much like the others. As you both share a fervid kiss, the moment you attempt to further things past what he’s used to, Yeol will laugh embarrassed as you question why he’s amused. “Y-you know I’m not very—I mean! This is the first time I…” trailing off to find the right words, the poor boy would be scattered. However, your warm, reassuring smile will uplift him as you urge him to continue albeit his inexperience. You might have to lead him through the duration of the sex. You would lead his hands to fall upon your breasts, only for him to pick up on what you’re getting at. Once he’s lavished your mounds enough, that’s when he’ll start to pick up on his feral instincts. He’ll be sure to leave a few markings on your inner thighs for future reference. He’ll finger you a bit roughly with two digits, truly getting into the sex. He won’t say much other than a few curses here and there, however, if you were to express any signs of discomfort, he would immediately be alert asking if you’re alright with intense concern glazing over his eyes. Once you’ve assured that you’re alright, it would take a little while for his initial apprehension to subside before his dominant, feral side overtakes him once again. Though he’s still inexperienced, I see him still wanting to try doggy style on you rather than something mundane like missionary. Of course, you’d gladly comply, as he roughly thrusts into you with rapidity and power. Your moans and calling of his name is what would urge him to spank you…but depending on how turned on he is, Yeol may end up yielding from imprinting you with a profound red mark on your ass; it all depends. As you climax, falling limply in his tight hold of your body due to the surging pleasure, he would thrust into you as quickly and powerfully as he can manage, eventually reaching his own high, omitting a low guttural groan sensually. As you two collapse together, recovering from your highs, he would chuckle bashfully: “you know…if you want, we could do this again? If you want I mean!” 

Lay: Similar to Suho, I don’t think much would differ in terms of sex with Lay despite it being his first time. Of course, he’d be beyond nervous and a bit timid  with you as you begin to initiate a higher intimacy level with Yixing. He might seem a little repelling as your kiss deepens, but eventually, he’ll just sink into what is transpiring. Like I said, not much would change in Yixing during the sex…he’d still retain his vanilla style, he would be as generous and giving as ever, and would always attend to you and your needs before his own. In fact, unless you were to insinuate it, he wouldn’t expect any reciprocations from you since his needs are inferior to yours. He’ll probably end up going down on you briefly since he is bent on magnifying your enjoyment. Of course, with each whimper of desire you emit from the delicate flicks he permits your core, he would always ask if you’re okay and if he should continue. “Baobei, you’re not hurt are you?” “Is this alright? Should I keep going?” once you permit him to keep going, he’ll continue to run his tongue delicately over your womanhood, tracing the outlines of your folds. Similar to Sehun, he’d want you both to climx simultaneously, since he has known of this quixotic notion for the longest time. As expected, he’ll be incredibly gentle and cautious as he’s thrusting into you slowly with gradual timing. In between his breathy pants, Yixing will murmur small little compliments to you as he’s caressing your face while kissing you fervidly. Whether you both reach your euphoric elysiums together or separately, he’ll still be as loving and affectionate as always, showering you with myriads of kisses. “Thank you for making this so special for me baobei.”

Luhan: I see Luhan viewing his first time in a less frenzied manner than most of the other members, much like Kris. He’s not as nervous or putting emphasis on the uneasiness. He’ll play it off cooly and nonchalantly, as if it doesn’t faze him; as if he is experienced. He probably won’t tell you of his inexperience since it might wound his “manly” pride, per say. Just all in all, I see Luhan being a bit of a natural with the whole experience. As he’s kissing you with immense passion, his hands would just instinctively wander to your breasts to cup and lavish them lustfully. I can also see him going down on you for his first time. He won’t say much while he’s experimentally flicking his tongue over your clit deftly while prodding a digit into your entrance. He would only moan softly against your core, much to your pleasure as you intake the searing vibrations. The one fault that Luhan would have is, due to his inexperience, it may take him a while to pick up on some possible discomfort you may feel. He might ask you to suck him off after he’s done lapping at your folds…depending on how turned on he is. If Luhan’s need for you is insatiable, he’ll enter himself within you hastily. He’ll thrust into you moderately, borderline fast. He’ll lean down frequently to kiss you zealously in between thrusts. As you cry aloud desirously, his hand may snake towards your clit to rub circles and further your arousal. As he holds you firmly while your orgasm ravages your body, he’ll continue to thrust into you passionately while he tosses his head back, moaning stridently as his own high claims him. Afterwards, he’ll want to affectionately cuddle beside you as he secretly plans for another enjoyable sex session. 

Baekhyun: He would try to be as smooth as possible with it being his first time. Although, you would be able to pick up on his facade rather easily. He would laugh awkwardly once he realizes you’ve picked up on his charade: “Haha, well, I mean, I’m trying my best for my first time babe,” he’d wink afterwards, now anxious to start. Kissing you quickly, breaking into small smirks in between short intervals, you would feel his hands wander all over your body, squeezing your breasts with vigor as he enjoys your expressions at the stimulation. He won’t go down on you for his first time, but you can expect some intense fingering from Baek since it’s his ultimate specialty. He’ll thrust two pretty digits into your core to stretch you out, much to your enjoyment, which is expressed through the amorous cries that escape your lips. If you were to express discomfort with his techniques, Baek would play it off well—pausing to make a few playful comments, but internally he’s genuinely concerned; differing from his exterior expressions. “Baby’s enjoying herself huh?” he would comment with a small smirk as he begins to extract his digits from your core, now coated with your glistening arousal. The actual sex would commence with him thrusting into you promptly. He’ll just rock himself within your core slightly to let you adjust if you were to express discomfort. Once he notices your moans of desire, he’ll thrust into you powerfully with immense potency. He would greatly enjoy your expressions as you register the bouts of pleasure bursting throughout your body at each of his thrusts. Once you’ve both reached your highs, he’ll lie down beside you, completely proud of himself with his overall performance. “Did you enjoy yourself?” Baek would inquire only to chuckle smugly, “I could tell you did with all that screaming you were doing.” 

Xiumin: Minseok would be a bit frenzied with how things are transpiring between you and him—with you wanting to increase the intimacy through your once playfully innocent kisses. “I-I’m not too experienced…you know,” he would admit to you, now questioning whether it was wise of him to disclose this to you or not. You would chuckle light-heartedly and completely understanding. You would assure him that if he didn’t want to advance the intimacy, he didn’t have to. Of course he would say: “No no jagi, anything for you.” So submissive. He would awkwardly try to further the kisses from short-lived, innocent pecks, into deepened kisses of rapture with you. As your tongues enter an enraptured  melee, his hands would run up and down your sides, causing you to shiver pleasurably at the light touches he permits your sensitive skin. Minseok would only do things that you want at your every whim…so in that aspect not much would change about him with first time sex. As he’s lightly fingering you, or rather running his digits up and down your core to slick your entrance, he’ll look up, slightly uneasy as you whimper aloud. “Jagi…do you like it?” “Is this alright?” he will constantly inquire with each mewl that escapes your lips. You’d permit him to go on with the foreplay, which would warrant him to lightly run his tongue over your intricate folds, kissing lightly at your core. With you on top, he would thrust into you upwards with gradual timing, gripping your sides firmly to keep you in place. Minseok would relish in the sight of you tossing your head back in unalloyed pleasure with each thrust he delivers to you, granting bouts of pleasure for your body to revel in. He would not allow himself to climax until you have reached your high…and he would want to ensure this by any means. Even if he takes the time to pause awkwardly, he wants to pleasure you first and foremost. Once you both have reached your highs respectively, he would enjoy a fond cuddling session. 

D.O: Even if it’s his first time, Kyungsoo never fails to be a gentleman in the bedroom. He would be nervous in the beginning and it would show in the brief kisses and light touches he permits the most erogenous parts of your body, but eventually, he would sink into the atmosphere comfortably. As he’s trailing kisses along your abdomen, he would murmur little “I love you’s” into your skin, wanting to make you feel like a live personification of Aphrodite. He wouldn’t ask you if you’re doing alright since he’s an intent listener, he would just read your facial expressions and your reactions to the various techniques he uses on you. Lightly tracing the outlines of your folds through your panties, he would be slightly amazed at how your arousal manifests more and more apparent with each move of his digit. He would disrobe you graciously as he prods a finger or two into your wanting core, weeping with your arousal. You’d whimper with each thrust he permits to your core desirously. Once Kyungsoo’s turned you on enough, he would permit entry inside you, leaning towards you to kiss you rapturously as he begins to move with an achingly pleasurable pace ingrained. He would move at a gradual pace to ensure that you’re comfortable and to not hurt you. He would love kissing you in between thrusts and maybe even taking one of your breasts in hand to lightly squeeze it, providing you with more stimulation. Once you both reach your impeccable climax’s, he would kiss you lovingly as he watches through hooded eyes, sleep claiming you for the night. 

Tao: Even though I typically say Tao is two sides (which he is especially in the bedroom) in this instance with it being his first time in bed, I only see one side of him materialize, which is his more innocent, charming side rather than his rough and all controlling side. (That’ll come along later ;)) While you both are exchanging zealous kisses, I see him getting increasingly anticipant and anxious to start; in general, I see him getting turned on pretty quickly with it being his first time. He’d probably go down on you for the first time since he’s getting anticipant. While he’s nipping and kissing at your folds, you would cry aloud lustfully however that would translate as amiss for Tao. He’d stop what he is doing to look up at you with widened eyes: “Shit baby, I didn’t mean to hurt you—” and you would cut him off telling him to keep going because you’re enjoying yourself. Of course, he’d have that ‘yeah I knew that’ look and resume to experimenting with your folds. Once you’ve become turned on enough, he may want you to suck him off…it all just depends. But in the case he doesn’t, he’ll impatiently thrust into you with profound indications of his now dormant rough side. As he’s thrusting into you with a noticeable quickness, he would get most turned on if you were to cry aloud at the immense pleasure coursing your body and in response to this, you claw at his shoulders or back, leaving scarlet markings in your wake. This would prompt him to really thrust into you as if he wants to leave internal marks. He may end up climaxing before you, but that wouldn’t really faze him like it would with most people. After collapsing beside you, he’d wrap an arm around your bare shoulders laughing softly causing you to become befuddled. You’d ask “what’s so funny?” to which he would respond with: “you said you wouldn’t wanna do it with a virgin…I’m pretty sure I changed your mind.” 

Hope you enjoyed honeybees! Also, thank you lovely anon for your request…I apologize for the semi ‘fail’ smut haha. 

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Find the Light - Part 2

Words: 4997
Dean x Reader (Sam x Reader Friendship)
A/N: This is part of a series! Read Part 1 first! Angsty beginning, but I promise there is good stuff at the end… :D Enjoy!

Your name: submit What is this?

”Are you ready?” Dean asked you. You were seated on the bathroom counter, holding your wrists out over the sink, which was filled with soapy warm water. Dean had gotten the ropes out of your wrists, a painful and laborious process. The embedded length had come out quickly but with a burning pain that had caused your vision to temporarily blur with stars and swirling shadows, tightening your stomach into a sick knot.

Afterwards, Dean had set about using tweezers to remove the stray splinters of fiber. His rough hands were surprisingly gentle. Each time you winced even slightly he had stopped and checked on how you were doing, asking if you needed a break. You didn’t watch any of the process and avoided looking down at the wounds even now, keeping your gaze fixed on Dean’s face. You studied him as he worked, which started as a means of distracting yourself, watching the micro-movements occurring as he concentrated on his task. Then you began to watch him with increasing interest, attempting to unravel what thoughts must be buzzing through his mind and wondering how he and Sam had come to find you.

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Jefferson x Reader (Out Of My Mind) Part 2

Originally posted by sarcastic-dogood

Summary: (I’m sorry I suck at summaries :/) You thought you lived a normal carefree life, but when the clocking starts ticking, Jefferson might be the one to lead you down the rabbit whole to a world you never thought existed. But the problem is, You don’t even know him, or yourself.

Word Count: 1,776

A/N: Hey guys! Here’s part two! I really hope you like it! I was so excited to be able to write down one of my favorite scenes from the series into this fic. I hope I was able to tag everyone who wanted to be tagged. But if I didn’t please message me, and I will get right on it. :)

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(This is the scene from season 1, episode 17 where Jefferson kidnaps Emma and Mary-Margaret. Most of the dialogue is from that, but I switched it up a bit to fit the story :) I hope you all don’t mind.)

Emma didn’t know how she managed to get herself into this situation.  All she wanted to do was find Mary-Margaret. She didn’t know how or why she had escaped from her cell. But she knew that if she didn’t get her back to the police station before 8:00am the next morning, she’d be marked as a fugitive.  She couldn’t live with that, especially when she knew Mary-Margaret was innocent. So she did what any sheriff would do, what any friend would do. She searched. The sun was already setting as she drove her yellow bug up and down the road, looking through the woods in hope of spotting her. Emma got distracted. She stopped her car as quickly as she possibly could, trying her best to not hit the man in front of her. She watched him role down the hill, hearing him grunt as he landed. Emma offered to take him home, feeling guilty when she saw that her actions caused him to injure his ankle. Then, one way or another, she woke up with her hands taped behind her back, and a scarf across her mouth. She later found Mary-Margaret kidnapped as well inside one of the other rooms. She was terrified. She knew the only way to save both of their asses was to do whatever the man said. Even if he was completely out of his mind.   

 “I can’t make it work! It’s impossible!” Emma protested, throwing down the hat and scissors onto the work table. 

Jefferson banged his head down in frustration. He snatched the hat from the table. “No! It has to be. If it’s not, I’ll be cursed forever.”

“What is so cursed about your life?” She questioned. “Look around you!”

He furrowed his brow at the blonde, “ It’s cursed because-” He paused. “Like everyone else here, what I love has been taken from me. And I want it back.” Emma stared at him blankly, breathing in sharply. She watched as he paced himself towards to the telescope pointing out the window. He motioned to it, “Take a look.” Emma was hesitant, but did what he said. She walked over slowly to him, placing herself to look into the eyepiece. She squinted, focusing on what exactly she was looking for. It appeared to be positioned at a window from the house beside of him. She watched as you started setting the table, taking a seat to eat. You clicked on the TV to what Emma assumed to be the news. She looked happy, even though she was all alone. Emma glanced back at Jefferson, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Her name is (y/f/n). Like me, she’s from the Enchanted Forest, where we used to live. She’s the love of my life. She’s my wife.” He turned his head back to the window. “Do you have any idea what it’s like- to talk to her and she doesn’t even know who I really am? Who we were. Seeing her going on dates with someone else. To see her laughing at their jokes. Seeing them get to touch her. To kiss her. Them getting kiss your wife, and you know there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”

“You think she’s your wife-”

“I don’t think,” Jefferson waved his hand infront of her face, her body only a few inches away from his. “I know.” He backed away from her, resting himself on the corner of the table. Emma noticed the pain in his eyes, almost making her want to believe what he was saying was true. She quickly shrugged it off. Then, an idea popped into her head. She had a plan. 

“She has no idea who I am.“ He sighed, his own words like a dagger in him, each syllable, each letter. It pained him to know the truth. “Our life that we shared, with our beautiful daughter, Grace. I thought she was dead. But I found her here. But it’s not the real her. She doesn’t know the real her.” He scoffed at the realization. “That’s my curse.”

“To remember,” Emma finished.

“What good is this house, these things. If I can’t share them with her. With my family.”

“If you think this (Y/f/n), is your wife. Why don’t you tell her?”

“How bad of a person do you think I am?” He sneered. “Why would I want to put that curse upon on my own wife? It’s hard enough, to live in a land where you don’t belong, but knowing it. It will drive you mad.” 

“That’s why you want be to make the hat work, isn’t it?” A sympathetic expression played upon her face. “You just want to take your family home?.”

Jefferson’s voice was shaky, “It’s the one world where we can be together. Where they’ll remember who I am.”

Emma’s eyes began to water, “I know what it’s like to be separated from your family.”

“Are you saying you’ll help me?”  His voice hitched in his throat, a small sense of hope over powering him. 

“I can try.” She faked a smile, but Jefferson didn’t notice it. He returned the gesture, going for the hat on the table. Emma took this opportunity to make her move. She grabbed the telescope in her hands, and lifted it up high. She swung it at Jefferson, striking him in the head. He collapsed to the ground. He didn’t even have time to groan at the pain, before everything started to go black. His eyes fluttered closed, the last thing he saw being Emma darted out of the room.

He woke up a few minutes later his head throbbing. He sprung to his feet. She couldn’t get away. She was his only hope for you to remember him again. He heard voices coming from the room he tied up Mary-Margaret in. He grabbed his gun and hat and bolted into the dim lit room. 

They all fought, Emma and Mary-Margaret struggling to escape. They yanked and pulled, but they knew, Jefferson was strong. Emma tugged his scarf, releasing it from his neck, relieving a prominent scar circling it. She gaped in horror as Jefferson smirked, pointing the gun at her head. Mary-Margaret did what she thought she must do. She snatched the gun from his hand while he wasn’t looking, power kicking him through the window. Jefferson tumbled to the ground. Emma and Mary-Margaret looked at each other in astonishment. They rushed to the window, hoping to see Jefferson lying there on the ground. But to there surprise, he wasn’t there. All remained was his hat. The mad hatter had somehow, vanished. But where?


You stretched out of bed, listening as you heard sound of the town clock ringing in the distance. It was 8:00am, telling you it was time to get up and head for work. You slip on your house slippers and made your way to the kitchen. You popped a couple pieces pf bread into the toaster, as you placed your eggs on the stove. You hummed a song while you cooked. You squealed at the sound of the toast being done. You smeared jelly on the toast and placed it and the eggs onto your plate. You were about to take the first bite of your breakfast when you heard a loud knock on your door. A puzzled look was on your face, as you wondered who could possibly want to talk to you at this time in the morning. You shrugged as you got up and made your way to the front door.  

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” You repeated, the knocks on you door not letting up. “Jefferson? What are you doing here?” You asked, opening the door for him.

“May I come in?”

“Yeah, sure.” You wrapped a roped around you, locking back the door. “Would you like something to eat?”

“That’s very kind of you, but no thank you. I’m fine.” He answered quickly, trying to catch his breath. He sat down on the chair next to you. Even in the horrible state he was in, he still polite to you. It made you blush, as you couldn’t stop the crooked smile from growing on your face. You looked at his shaky hand resting on the kitchen table. You smirked, placing your hand on top of his. He gulped, but didn’t look at you. He love how your soft tiny fingers, intertwined with his rough calloused ones. If felt like old times when they would sit together, anywhere, and not be able to stop touching each other. You always had your hand tightly gripped to his, as if it were for reassurance. To tell him that you’d always be there for him, no matter what the future threw at you both. He squeezed your hand. You smiled at the gesture, doing the same thing back to him. You were the reason he had wanted to become a better person long ago. You taught him to be kind and generous to everyone, which made him feel even more guilty about what he did. What he did to Emma and Mary-Margaret. He knew that if you had heard about what he did to them, you would never want to speak to you again. he just wanted you and Grace back so much, that he didn’t consider the consequences of his actions.  He just wanted to be back home, with you. it drove him absolutely insane not being with you. Jefferson decided, he had to tell you. He had to tell you everything. He couldn’t hold it in any longer. 

“(y/f/n)-” He whispered, braking the silence between you to. “I need to tell you something.”

“What is it Jefferson?” You asked, concerned. Her stared deep into your eyes. He felt as if he could stare at them for hours, as if you could put a trance on him for looking at him a certain way. 

“The truth is, I-” Before Jefferson could finish his sentence, your phone rang. 

“I’m sorry-”

“No it’s okay, I’ll wait.” You mouthed a thank you as you brought the phone up to your ear. “Hello? Who is this?” You looked down at the phone in disbelief. “It’s Regina. She wants to speak to you. How did she know you were with me?”

“I don’t know.” He replied, as you handed him the phone. He looked at the number plastered across the screen. He sighed, looking back at you with his eyebrow raised. As if he was silently asking you if he should answer it. You only nodded to him, as he hesitantly brought the phone up to his ear. He cleared his throat. “Hello, Regina. It’s Jefferson.” 

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White & Black (1)
  • *In another dimension*
  • White!Genos: Huh?....Where....am I...?*Jumps as he hear's a noise behind him, poising his hand to defend himself.* Who's there? *Black Genos appears*
  • Black!Genos: ...What the...?!....Who the fuck are you?
  • White!Genos: *blinking in disbelief* ..M...Me?....But...How..? *Both are shocked for a while before one of them finally remembers what he was supposed to ask.*
  • White!Genos: ...Well I may not know who you are, but could you perhaps tell me where Sensei is? * Black Genos stares for a while before sputtering a laugh, which confuses the White Genos.*
  • Black!Genos: Pfft! Haha! Seriously? You call Master "Sensei"? *continues to snicker about this.*
  • White!Genos: *For some reason can't help but feel a bit annoyed by this.* Look, I don't know what sort of game you're playing here, but I simply wish to find him. We both lost our way during our mission when we fell through a strange old cavern. *Black Genos is still laughing, which makes the White counterpart decide to give up.*
  • White!Genos: *sighs* Nevermind, I'll go search for him on my own then.... *Before he could leave though, Black suddenly grabbed him around his waist to bring him uncomfortably close to him. Making it a note to keep one hand holding his wrist.*
  • White!Genos: Wha-...What are you doing...? *He asked in bewilderment, trying to get him to let go; but found he was unusually stronger.*
  • Black!Genos: Now hold on. There's no need to rush~ *Says this in a rather dangerous voice that makes White grow anxious.*
  • White!Genos: Huh? What are you talking about? *Still look at him with utter cluelessness at his actions as one hand easily slides around his thigh and gives his ass a squeeze, causing him to jump in panic* Uh..?!..//////...Wait! Where do you think you're touching!?
  • Black!Genos: *grins* Well, truth be told, I've actually developed a fantasy in which I could feel what my master feels when he ravishes me. I wonder what I fee l like inside....If I squeeze nice and hard on something that's hard and thick ....If I drip a nice generous amount of lube out of my pretty ass....and....*Easily turns White's face to him.* What sort of sexy expression I make in utter pleasure with a cock up my ass. *Looks at him dumbfounded as he said such crude and lude things in his own voice. He would never have imagined an alternate version of himself speaking to him in such a way, let alone suggest something so completely outrageous.*
  • White!Genos: ...A...Are you out of your mind.../////...*tries to pry his arms out of his grip so that he could at least push him away, but is suddenly taken completely off guard as Black forces him into a deep kiss.*
  • Black!Genos: *Moans softly as he lets his tongue swim through his mouth for a while before pulling away. He was surprised how easily his other self could be swayed by a brief kiss from him, smirking at the flushed face as he struggled to regain his breath.* Heh heh, didn't think I'd be a lightweight...though you actually look cuter that way....*strokes his bottom lip.* White!Genos:*Panting heavily after an unexpectedly skillful kiss from himself, surprised even that he could be capable of making him weak in the knees the way Sensei did. It was so strange.*
  • Black!Saitama: My my~ Aren't you two becoming chummy there~
  • White!Saitama: Huh, I never thought Genos could go putty in someone else's hands other than me.... *Both Genos' turn to find their Saitama's looking at them with amusement. While Black appeared smug as his young disciple easily took the lead on the hero alternate, White was looking with curiosity as he scratched his chin contemplatively at this bizarre scenario. For them to react in such a way must mean they'd been watching in the shadows all along.* White!Genos: S....Sensei.../////....*looking rather frazzled and ashamed for his teacher to catch him in the act; though did it necessarily count as cheating being kissed by...well yourself?*
  • Black!Saitama: Well you gotta admit that that looked pretty hot. How often do you get to see two Genos' making out while one of them is being groped? *The one in black pointed out as he cupped White's shoulder like an old friend.*
  • White!Saitama: Well you've got a point there... *While the two teachers continued to observe and chat, Black Genos was eagerly awaiting their orders like a puppy. Though White Genos looked very nervous and expectant of his Sensei to tell Black to let him go as his hand continued to grope a cheek.*
  • White!Saitama: It's kinda weird how eager your Genos looks to hear us give an order...though I suppose that's not much different from mine to a degree....Hmmm....*looks at Black with interests*...Although I'll admit it 'does' get me a little curious. *Black Saitama suddenly had a brilliant idea as he wrapped an arm around Black and started to mumble something that only White could hear; even with the two young cyborgs being capable of listening in on them. Eventually White gave a gesture of thinking about something before nodding in agreement and whispering back before they separated and came up to the two.*
  • White!Saitama: Just don't be 'too' rough on him, alright?
  • Black!Saitama: Right right, I got it. *He waves to him in a bored way as White rolled his eyes and stood next to him before the two.*
  • Black!Saitama: Alright then~ Genos hand the little bunny over to me, will you? *gestures to toss White Genos over like a ball.*
  • Black!Genos: *Black Genos blinked as he ordered him to go to the White counterpart while he took his hero alternative.*
  • Black!Saitama: It's alright, we've agreed to switch you two to shake things up. We'll rejoin at another time. *Although he looked a little sad that he wouldn't get to enjoy himself with his master, he figured they'd arranged things to expand on the fun. He nodded and gave his White self a shove into his master's arms while he went towards White Saitama, looking a little skeptical that this version would give him the same amount of satisfaction.*
  • White!Genos: But...Sensei.../////....*He looked at his teacher with worry, wondering what he could have been thinking in handing him over to his other self who was possibly of a different caliber.*
  • White!Saitama: *smiles kindly* Don't worry about it, Genos. This is something that we'll both enjoy. Just listen to my, er, self.
  • Black!Saitama: *grins as he turns his head with a seemingly pleasant smile.* That's right. I'll be real good to you, cutie~
  • White!Saitama: *rolls eyes* Alright alright, hold the flirting until you get to your room. White!Genos: *Looks confused, which thankfully so did his Black version* R...Room? Black!Saitama: *scoffs at this* Oh please, we're pretty much gonna be doing the same thing. No need to be a tight ass.... *He watches as the two leave into the darkness, hearing the click of a door open and shut to signal they were gone.*
  • Black!Saitama: And speaking of a "tight ass"....*scoops White Genos in his arms and carries him off to the opposite side where a room had apparently been existing this whole time.* I'd like to test yours out.
  • *It was a strange room that seemed like a combination of a normal apartment room and one of those Love Hotels you'd find downtown. Though White!Genos wasn't familiar with them personally, he definitely recognized it from media and pop culture features.*
  • White!Genos: Wha...How is this place...? *Still completely confused at where they were and what was the logic of this strange place.*
  • Black!Saitama: *shrugged* Me and my other self had been exploring the places around here while you two were getting acquainted with each other. Not sure if it's something that just exists from our thoughts or actually exists at all. *drops him on the bed.*
  • White!Genos: Oof! W-What do you mean "exists from our thoughts," Sensei....*He asked nervously as the villainous version of his teacher pinned him down, looking at him with the same hunger as his own teacher.*
  • Black!Saitama: *Cups his chin to stop him from asking so much questions.* Enough talk, it's playtime little one~ *White Genos instantly obeyed, which made Black!Saitama pleased to see; though he'd still tease and discipline him a little; though of course keep his word to himself that he wouldn't hurt him too badly in the process.*
  • Black!Saitama: ....Hmmm~ I kinda see what that boring white-bread version of myself sees in you calling him teacher. You really are as innocent as a little bunny, aren't you? *Licks his lips as he raises his hand to stroke the bulge in his pants caused by his own Genos.* White!Genos: *Moans as he gropes it, covering his face.* Ugh! N-No, don't....I-It's embarrassing, Sensei.../////... *Black Saitama's breath hitched at the sight of him fluster and try to hide himself completely different from Black Genos' reaction. He was surely going to enjoy this innocence to the fullest.*
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