Back To Being A Whore For This Man

back to being a whore for this man

LIKE GOD DAMN

10 hours later to finish the game and in result, I'm still a whore for Karl

So I'm playing Resident Evil Village (8) for the first time and it's making me go back to being a whore for Karl again

Banana Suspenders

Pairing: Aether Ghoul x GN!Reader Words: 446 A/N: All because I got some suspenders the other day and this Ghoul likes bananas

Walking through the corridors of the abbey, you take notice of some Sisters eyeing you. Some eyes were looking at the marks on your neck, the others staring at your hips. One of them lifts their head to make eye contact with you. “Got a problem, Sister?” you ask.

“Um, may I ask where you got those?” She points at your hips.

“I’ve had them for a while, forgot where I got them.”

With a nod from her, they all walked away, leaving you to continue with your little adventure to the Ghouls’ Den.

Upon walking through the doors, you hear a clatter of voices lapping over each other, greeting you. “Hello, Ghouls and Ghoulettes.”

You let your eyes wander the room, trying to find your thicc Ghoul. But before you could ask where he is, his voice cuts you off. “Where did you get those?!” His footsteps come towards you, stopping his body in front of yours.

You then feel your lower region get tugged towards his, thumping against him as well. You place a hand on his shoulder as one of his rubs the fabric of your suspenders. His tail feels the small bit that’s above your butt, leaving his free hand rest upon your hip.

Looking down at what he was meaning, you tell him what you told the Sister. “I don’t know. It’s been a while since I got them. I’m assuming that you like them?”

Aether lifts his head to look at you, showing his teeth as he’s smiling. “Of course I do! They have bananas on them and they’re on you.” His eyes move to the marks on your neck, feeling pride fill his chest. “You’ve gotta wear them more often.”

“My suspenders or your marks? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure I do both everyday.”

“Yes.”

“That doesn't help.”

“Yes to both.”

“Other from the bananas, you like to drag me around when I’m wearing these, don’t you?”

For your answer, he pulls you even closer, as if he’s trying to merge your bodies together.

~~BONUS~~

“Has anyone seen my suspenders?” You ask, looking around at where you placed them. You took them off for a moment so you could readjust your pants, which was only for one second. You had a feeling you would know if they dropped, but they didn’t.

At the thought of, “I can find them later. They couldn’t have gone far,” you watch from the side of the stage as Ghost began to play their songs.

Watching your Ghoul, you grab a glimpse at something yellow hanging around his hips. He turns his head to see you for a brief moment before grinning.

“That thicc bitch.”

The Lawyers 3

PART 1 // PART 2 // PART 4

Pairing: Matt Murdock x GN!Reader, Frank Castle x GN!Reader

Words: 630

Crashing through your apartment’s window in the very early morning, you groan in pain as you land on your wounded side, which is covered in blood and bruises. “Fuck.”

“Never would have thought I’d hear that leave your mouth.” After hearing the voice, you jump to your feet, a plant pot in hand, ready to throw.

“What the fuck, Frank?” The pot plant slips out of your hand, splitting into pieces of shards and dirt. “How’d you get into my apartment?”

“Came through the same window you came in, but I didn’t fall over.”

“I- why are you here?”

“I heard about you and Red, wanted to see how you’re doing.”

“Why start now?” Placing a hand on your wound, you walk to the bathroom, Frank following you. As soon as you sit on the side of the tub, Frank leans against the doorframe. “Why start caring now? You don’t give a shit about him, and you and I haven’t talked since him and I got together, only when we see each other on some night jobs.”

“Where’s your kit?” Pointing at the sink, he goes to it to grab the first aid kit at the bottom of him. You watch him do it before he kneels in front of you, in between your legs. 

His hands grab the bottom of your shirt, waiting for the go-to. He sees you raise your arms as far as they could go, letting him peel your shirt off to show a slash across your stomach, blood continuing to pool out.

As he cleans away at it, he lets you fist his shirt. He watches the blood flow down to your legs and collect on the sides of the bathtub. 

“You can’t keep going out, especially if this is what happens.”

“Well, it’s not like he’s doing anything, or you.”

Once finished and the wound is bandaged, Frank stands up, still in between your legs. He watches you lean your head against his stomach. “I don’t know what to do, Frank.”

Nothing is said for a short moment before you feel his hands cup your face, lifting it up to meet his. As soon as you look into his eyes, his lips are pressed against yours. 

Separating from the kiss, your foreheads are pressed against each other. 

“(Y/N)?!” The both of you hear from the lounge.

“Bathroom!” Footsteps come to the said room, having enough time for Frank to be leaning against the sink and not like the both of you just kissed.

“I’ve been trying to call- oh fuck! What happened?” Karen exclaimed, eyes widened. 

“Work,” was all that was said from you, which she knew what you meant.

“Have you heard from Matt?”

“No, not since I left the office after yesterday morning with your coffees.”

“And why would they hear from him?” Frank asks, getting Karen’s attention.

“I’m sorry, why does it concern you, Castle?”

“Because I’m their friend, and I care about them.” Frank gets up from the sink and walks towards her. He stops when you step in front of him.

“Go make something to eat,” you tell him. Looking back at Karen, he walks out of the bathroom and to the kitchen.

As you sit back down on the tub, Karen crosses her arms. “When did he get here?”

“When I came back from patrol, which was around 10 minutes ago. He helped me with the cut,” you answered, pointing at the bandage. “Now, why are you asking about Matt?”

“He didn’t come to work today and he usually calls one of us that he won’t come in, which is very rare. When Foggy and I went to his apartment, he wasn’t there. Do you think he’s in trouble?”

“My best bet is that he’s at hers.”

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