Bo & Grace Enthusiast

18+ | she/her | blk/mixed | bisexual | sinners fan for a year!!!

[serenestarling]

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Hiiii!! My name is Starling, she/her. Multi-fandom, my main interests atm is Sinners and Spider-Noir. So don’t mind the occasional posting and reblogging of non-sinners fics! I’m a black mixed girl (w filipino and mexican) and I’ve been a big fan of Sinners for a year. I’ve grown a particular liking towards the Chows. But unfortunately I don’t see much of them on here, especially Grace. Like it’s bone dry💀So I’m writing for them. Both x readers and fics of them together!! Sinners fics will all be implied for readers that are POC. I might write for other characters but I don’t know yet. However, I do know that I will not be writing for Remmick and Mary, sorry yall. And Grace hate will not be tolerated.

What I won’t write: noncon/somno, rough penetration/anything rough or forceful, zoophillia, major age gaps, p3dophillia

Dni/do not follow: zoophiles, racists, p3dos, transphobes, homophobes, zionists, etc.

Smut/Mature

Fluff

Angst

Bo Chow & Grace Chow x Reader

There’s A First Time For Everything

Drinking a Little Too Much

Date Night Fails

Relationship HC’s

Bo Chow x Reader

Vampire Urges

He’s My Man

In The Backroom

Relationship HC’s

Grace Chow x Reader

Coffee Kisses Pt.1

Coffee Kisses Pt.2

Relationship HC’s

A Hit of Relaxation

Bo Chow x Grace Chow

Young Love

Crib Preparations

Sweet Morning Lovin’

Bad Idea.

Dodging Kisses

[luckicowboy]

Dad Elijah Hcs (ft. Uncle Stack)

☘︎Elijah "Smoke" Moore / Gn Reader

☘︎summary ; brief hcs and silly things of dad elijah. following from infancy to early childhood stages

☘︎ warnings ; reader is vaguely brought up, but said baby (unnamed-- referred to as "his girl" "baby" "baby girl") is of course. the option of if she was biologically from Smoke and you or adopted is left vague, too. no descriptors of her or you physically. and yes, its a girl. girldad Elijah for the win

Dad!Elijah who never really complains. Everyone has a right to complain about babies— they're stinky and loud and the poor things are just as frightened as you are. But he never complains, not once. Silently wakes up to go hush her when she wails in the dead of night, changes her bottom when its that time of the day, has gotten the motions of bottle feeding her down to muscle memory. He uses the rocking chair in the nursery more than you do

Dad!Elijah who even if he does love you and her he does still have work. Risky business. Leaves for a few days sometimes and comes back, visibly worn down, but all he does is pull you close and gently bounce your girl on his knee. 

Dad!Elijah who lets his “strong and silent” facade slip with his baby. Poking his tongue out at her, and she mimics it. Lets her grab his nose and pat her little fingers on his close crop haircut. Oddly enough shes a quiet thing too, only making sounds when need be (like Smoke) and Smoke always tries to get her to make sounds. Pulling silly faces or tickling her just to hear her giggle or make those silly baby sounds. Its not an everyday thing, but it happens, and you figure those are always the highlights of your week

Dad!Elijah who honest to god you had to yank him from sleeping beside the cradle. You let it slip the first few times when you two put your girl in her own nursery a few weeks after she was born. But you had enough of him sitting in that rocking chair, legs crossed over the knee, just looking at her in awe. He can ogle her in the morning when hes had a good nights rest

Dad!Elijah who's so, so so gentle with her. He doesn't jostle her much, he's not the dad to toss her as a toddler in the sky, no no no. I can see him even pulling a face at that. You toss your kid in the air? Really? That type of look. She's always on his hip or sitting in the crook of his strong arm. 

Dad!Elijah who despite wanting to show his baby off to the world, he doesn't. A lot of folk probably do a double take when he briefly mutters something of “needa get her new shoes ….” When hes flipping through bills and setting two dollars in his breast pocket for said shoes later. 

Dad!Elijah whose baby is always best dressed even as a teensy thing. She's in frilly white blouses, or premium clothing, soft on her skin. She's got her teensy baby hairs combed softly. But he always says to her as either you or him are dressing her, “you could wear a burlap sack, but as long as you wear that little smile, you're the prettiest girl.” 

Dad!Elijah who when he disciplines, its stern but never harsh. When she's old enough to act out, not knowing right from wrong, he’ll pull her aside and tell her what she did wrong. I can't see him baby-talking her even as a baby. He treats her as she is— a growing girl. So he sternly tells her what she did wrong, why to not do it, and what to do instead. She never feels punished for anything, either. 

Dad!Elijah who if she goes to a school that has plays, is always sat in the front row. He had his bowler hat pulled low, but he’s always there. If you can't make it, expect an earful from him about how amazing she was up there. 

Bonus Uncle!Stack being the uncle who lowk spoils her. I don't think Smoke would ‘spoil’ her, but she never feels like shes without. But with Stack? She’s getting candy and beef jerky and once when she was maybe 5, she came back with a puppy and Smoke had to yank Stack outside to give him a talking to. They kept the puppy anyways. 

Bonus Uncle!Stack who I feel like teaches her to drive first. Driving on a back road, and he just says “c’mere. Don't tell your daddy” and puts her on his knee and she goes to town. Ripping around and he's laughing his ass off. They pass a car on the road, and Stack catches a glimpse of Smoke’s wide eyed expression in the other car. Sees the car do a sharp U turn and then he’s going “Shit!! Move, move, you don’t even gotta tell your daddy, he's right here!” And Smoke’s girl giggling her ass off.

[serenestarling]

my sweethearts 5ever

[everydaydreamer]

Please what about vampire!Bo Chow x human!reader having a forbidden love story?

Keep in the Dark

Summary: As a daughter of the best vampire hunters in the Mississippi Delta, you knew you should've killed Bo the moment you found out what he was. But rather than stabbing his heart, he stole yours instead.

Warnings: forbidden romance, a little bit of angst but mostly fluff, bo nibbles on her neck but no biting, vampire x vampire hunter

A/n: sorry if this is a little short!

You still remember the evening you first met him. You saw his glowing eyes and immediately knew what he was. You had the wooden stake right in your hand as you stared him down. You knew what the next step was, your parents had ingrained it into your head since you first learned of the vampires' existence. All you had to do to kill him was stab him in the heart.

But instead, you let him go. And everytime he'd come back, despite your threats to finish the job, he ended up stealing yours instead. He always knew your threats were empty, and frankly, so did you.

When you realized you had gone too far and fallen for the very being you were raised to destroy, your whole mind began to spiral. Your parents hated vampires, they believed all of them to be evil. And you did too!

Until you met Bo Chow. Despite all odds, being with Bo felt so right.

"They can't find out about us." You had told him the moment you made what you had official.

"They won't." He told you with that confident smirk you grew to love, but that didn't little to nothing to ease you.

"I'm serious! If they ever found out, they'd kill yo-"

"They won't find out about us baby," he cups your cheeks so that you can look at him. His eyes earnestly stared back into yours.

The glowing you had seen when you first met him had dissipated the more you grew to know him. And right now, they look the most human you've ever seen them.

"I just don't want to lose you Bo. I- I can't lose you." Tears flood the brim of your eyes before spilling over and he's quick to wipe them away.

"I ain't goin' anywhere baby. I promise." He rests his forehead against yours and your eyes flutter shut before nodding. He pulls away to look at you with raised brows. You open your eyes and nod again, your smile slowly coming back.

He caresses your cheek before leaning in. You never thought about what kissing a vampire would feel like, but you never expected it to feel anything like this– warm, comforting, homey. You feel his promise through this kiss and you can't help but believe him.

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You wait to make sure everyone is asleep before executing your plan. You quietly open your window before hopping out and heading straight for the woods where he told you to meet him.

You follow the designated path with only the moonlight igniting the way. Your feet come to a stop when you reach your destination. You furrow your brows when you don't see him, rereading the note he gave you to make sure you're at the right spot.

"Hey baby," you hear him say behind you and you flinch before whipping around to see him smiling in front of you.

"Bo," you breathe out with your hand resting on your rapidly beating chest. "You scared me!" You smack his arm with a smile as he winces.

"Ow! Sorry!" He chuckles before grabbing your wrists to push them away. He grabs your waist to tug you closer while your hands settle around his neck. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." You smile up at him before leaning in for a kiss.

You knew what you were doing was wrong. You knew you should've reported him to your parents, the best vampire hunters in the Mississippi Delta. But you just couldn't find the power to.

How can you when he holds you like you're the most fragile thing he's ever laid his hands on? When he kisses you like it's the first and last time he ever will. When he whispers sweet nothings in your ear and tells you how he'll love you for as long as he shall live, forever.

Your parents would kill him if they ever found out about the two of you. And who knows what they'd do to you afterwards. Their daughter, a supposed vampire hunter-to-be, in love with the very being she was raised to despise and kill.

You remind him of your concerns while you sit on the blanket he brought, backs against a tree with his arm around you.

"We could always run away together," he tells you once again. "Or I could...make you just like me." He raises a suggestive brow at you before kissing your neck, lightly nibbling but not enough to penetrate the skin there.

You try your best to supress the giggle threatening to come out as you jokingly roll your eyes and place your hands on his shoulders to push him back. "I'm not very fond of the idea of drinkin' blood."

"You'll get used to it" he shrugs. "The iron taste isn't that bad after a while." You cringe at his words and shake your head, denying his suggestion once again while he reminds you that the offer will always be there.

"Puttin' your nasty diet aside," you side eye him as he chuckles, "I'm not opposed to the idea of runnin' away together...eventually." His face lights up with hope at the possibility of the two of you finally being together without worrying about your parents. You can finally be free to love each other.

"Seriously? You'd wanna run away? With me?"

You nod, "things are just hectic right now but yeah, someday!"

His smile widens and he picks you up to bring you on his lap. "Can't wait to have you all to myself." His arms tighten around you as he nuzzles his face into your neck, leaving soft kisses to the area.

"So much for being a vampire hunter right?" You chuckle.

He looks up at you with a dopey, lovesick smile. "You still got me at the end of it." Just not in the way you would've thought.

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Bo Chow taglist: @moonlitglasspen lmk if you'd like to be added or removed <3

[serenestarling]

A Hit of Relaxation

Grace Chow x Fem!Reader

CW: NSFW, mentions of discrimination, cunnilingus, fingering

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You hadn’t seen Grace all day. Last time you saw her, was earlier that morning. She didn’t stop by during her lunch break or anything. You knew she was a real hard worker when you got with her, and it did concern you. Every day was another complaint about the people she has to deal with at her store. But she never truly relaxed, since she ends up feeling bothered for the rest of the day. She talks about how she often tries to negotiate with prices just to keep those folk settled. It upset you, deeply. Although you admired how much of hard working woman she is, you knew she didn’t often let herself relax and properly take care of herself. Oftentimes, when she was alone, she’s just get washed up and cook herself a meal. And if she has signs to work on, she doesn’t even cook herself anything most the time. Being way too focused on the customer than herself.

You were sitting around on your sofa, wondering if it’s even be a good idea to see her so late. There was a change Grace could be busy with something…even after work, like usual. She didn’t like being bothered, but if it’s for the betterment of her wellbeing. Then, surely it wouldn’t hurt to try to get through to her. So you moved yourself off of the sofa and stood up…You already washed up, so you just changed into different clothes. Something a little more presentable, yet also comfortable enough to relax in when you got to Grace’s place.

It was silent on your way to her home. Besides the rustling of leaves and rushing wind, along with the sound of the car driving over the dirt road.

Once you arrived, you took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Contemplating again. But, you swore you could hear some sort of noise coming from inside. The sound of creaking floor boards…and agitated footsteps approaching the door. You sighed and looked down at the porch.

Grace opened the door with an expression of irritation…but it softened upon the sight of you in front of her. “Oh. Good evenin’, darlin.” She cocked an eyebrow at you, trying to get a read on you. In attempt to figure out why you were visiting so late. “You…need somethin?”

You shook your head and gave her a small smile. “What was that face before ya opened up? Not happy to see me?” You asked sarcastically, narrowing your eyes at her. You could tell she was tired. Grace sighed and shook her head, unable to help the smile that crept up on her face. “I am…but I’m just wonderin’ what brings you here tonight…”

“Does it matter what? I just wanted to see you.”

She went silent, her expression turning solemn. “…I ain’t sayin’ it matters. I was just wonderin’.” She huffed, as she stepped aside to let you in. Closing the door behind you. You walked inside and kicked your boots off, leaving them at the door…like always. She didn’t seem to be doing anything at the moment…which surprised you, but truthfully you were glad she wasn’t. The two of you stood there in the living room for a moment. Awkwardly…despite the fact that you two have been seeing each other for a year now.

“Alright fine, I missed ya. Thats what. And I’m…worried about ya.” You spoke up honestly. You had been missing her all day, since she’d been so busy. “Ya didn’t pay me a visit today…and I noticed ya been less talkative, Grace. And, I know it’s ‘cause you’re workin’ yourself too damn hard.” You placed your hands on your hips and looked at her with a straight face.

Grace’s expression hardened at your straightforward approach. Taking it more as a call out than an attempt to help her. “I ain’t fragile, you know? I can handle hard work, and I’m not just gonna take it easy, just ‘cause you think I’m incapable of handlin’ dirty work.”

You sighed. She was twisting your words. “Not even close to what I’m sayin’ and you know it! Don’t give me any of that stubborn bullshit, alright? You’re very capable. That’s part of why I’m in love with ya. I’m just sayin’ you work too hard and that you should rest. There’s nothin’ wrong with having a rest and takin’ care of yourself.”

You knew it was always difficult for Grace to be vulnerable. In a world like this, it was like there was never any time for her let her guard down…You knew she had to bend over backwards for the white folk that are in her shop. The men that often betate and disrespect her freely. Acting like she was just a sweet little flower. Then, the women who think they’re “too good” for her wares. “I love you, Grace. I just think you need to…rest for once.“

Grace sighed and looked off to the side. Truthfully, she felt a bit uncomfortable with the thought of having to be vulnerable and tell you how she really feels. But she loved you…incredibly so. She figured that maybe…maybe, she’d feel better if she just told you the truth, instead of hiding how truly exhausted she was. It was hard to hide from you anyway, you picked up on everything about her. You were attentive like that, and she loved that about you. You made her feel seen. Cared about.

“Talk to me, Grace.” You took her hands into yours and sat her down on the couch. Of course, you sat next to her…covering her hands between your own. The warmth of your palms against her hands, made her feel more comfortable. Grace whispered a curse beneath her bread before properly speaking up.

“Okay…yeah, ain’t no surprise I’m all worn out. It’s been real hard at work recently. Been getting way more customers as of late and it has been takin’ a toll on me. Been coverin’ shifts for other workers in the store, too. So…I especially haven’t been able to make time for you…or myself.” She sighed softly, looking down…moving her hands to hold your hand. Now intertwined.

“Mhm…I know, darlin’. How about we fix that tonight, hm? You ain’t doin’ anything tonight, so…might as well lay back and relax.” You suggested. Of which, Grace nodded her head…and you pecked a sweet kiss to her lips. She formed a bit of a smile and leaned in for a proper kiss. Scooting closer to you on the couch, with your thighs touching hers. One of her hands rested on your thigh…softly rubbing up and down soothingly. She always like to just…touch you, sometimes, without any thought or motive behind it. It made her feel grounded in the moment…feeling your soft skin beneath her palm. You pulled away and let your hands raise up to softly massage her shoulders, working out the tension that was held there. You listened to hear groan and grunt in satisfaction and relief. You could tell it made her physically feel a bit better…

Then she pulled you into a kiss, effectively distracting you from the massage. You deepened the kiss…just a little, testing if she really wanted to go further. She shut her eyes and kissed you passionately while both her hands settled on your waist. You sighed against her lips and matched her pace…It was slow, yet deep and full of emotion. Your hands softly felt around her body…now staying on her hips, fingers hooked around the waistband of her pants. You pulled away from the kiss and made eye contact. “…Is it okay if I take these off?”

Grace caught her breath and nodded her head. “I don’t mind, darlin’…” She gave you a soft smile and watched as you gently tugged down her pants. Shifting so it was easier for you to get them off of her. Then she laid on her back, head resting against the arm of the couch. You dropped them onto the floor and settled between in her legs, planting kisses from her ankle, to her inner thigh. Softly rubbing the sides of her legs. “…You know I’d never underrate you like that. I love you…” You spoke into her inner thigh, kissing just a little higher up. Closer to a more sensitive area. “Lemme take care of ya tonight, alright?”

Grace sighed and nodded her head. For the first time in a long time, her body felt truly relaxed. But out of nowhere her body involuntarily twitched, causing you to halt, and pull your mouth away. Grace exhaled and looked down at you. “Sorry, baby—ya didn’t do anythin’ bad. Keep goin’…” She breathed out. You wondered if it was from stress…But it was better to not think about that at the moment. You moved one of your hands between her legs, using two fingers to rub her clit over the fabric of her underwear. Causing a small whimper to escape her lips. She couldn’t help but subtly move her hips in tandem with your fingers. “Mm...fuck, (jus’ like that…)” She moaned shamelessly, grinding her hips against your hand like it was second nature.

“Nah, don’t move so much. Just relax…it’ll feel even better, promise.” You whispered, giving her waist a squeeze with your unoccupied hand. Teasingly rubbing your thumb over her clit. Grace nodded her head and tried to prevent her body from reacting on it’s own accord. And damn did it feel better like this—She released frequent moans and low hums of pleasure while you used her fingers to make her feel good. A very obvious dark and sticky stain in her underwear now. The slick substance making it easier to rub her, without intense friction. She could feel a certain fire inside her gut and that was when—“Hah…alright, that’s…I want your mouth, darlin’…” You pulled your fingers away and nodded your head. You pulled down her underwear and was met with her wet pussy. Grace spread her legs and looked down at you with a content, and somewhat needy expression. You wasted no time and began to suck on her clit—Softly. Sucking and licking like it was a piece of hard candy. You started off slow and soft…not wanting to go fast. This was for her to ease up, after all. You moved your mouth a little lower, hooking her legs over your shoulders. Now teasing her hole, letting your tongue work into her vagina. Hearing Grace moan above you, moaning your name like it’s a prayer. It made you feel good, knowing you were making her happy and content like this.

“Ah…god—your tongue is so…good, baby.” She mumbled, trying her hardest to stay still. The sensation was overwhelming in the best way possible…To be vulnerable like this…it was better than she could’ve imagined. She took deep breaths while you worked your mouth on her. You carefully raised her hips forward, leaning more against your mouth. Your nose bumping just right against her sensitive clit. She cried with pleasure from above, and let her hands drop to the top of your head. Running her fingers through your hair and occasionally tightening in it. “God…I love you—so, s-so much…” Grace continued to whine and moan at the way you ate her out. You pulled away for a moment to catch your breath, then you went back to licking and sucking her clit. Pleasuring the sensitive bud, while you moved your hand to replace where your tongue had previously been. Curling your fingers just right inside her vagina…hitting that sweet spot while you flicked your tongue.

Her thighs twitched—again, involuntarily, at the overwhelming feeling this time. “A-Ah..! Darlin’…I—think I’m gonna…!” Her heart began to race, while her breath quickened…She was close to cumming. You hummed against her, acknowledging what was soon to come. You didn’t go faster or change pace, you knew what her body responded to best, and kept at it. You encouraged her. “Mhm…mh…” Very muffled. The vibrations, however, seemed to be what pushed her over the edge. And she came all over your face and fingers…Letting out an loud moan as she released.

You worked her through her orgasm and pulled away once she fully caught her breath. You sat on your knees and looked down at her with a slight smile. “Ya did real good for me, honey…How about we get ya cleaned up, alright? I’ll wash ya.”

“Augh…that sounds good t’me, darlin’…” Grace chuckled breathlessly. “…Thank ya, by the way.”

“No need to thank me, Gracie…I just wanted you to feel good, now—c’mon and get up.” You helped her get up from the couch, walking her over to the bathroom with a smile on your face.

You proceeded to wipe your face and clean your hand, before you helped Grace undress. She got into the bathtub and eased into the warm water. You cleaned her up with a soapy wash cloth, using a wooden pitcher to wash the suds away. She sat there with a calm smile on her face…maybe it did feel nice to be taken care of like this, she thought. She liked having her lover comfort her and treat her like a real human being. She shut her eyes and ler you do your thing, until she was ready to get out. “…Ya know I’m sendin’ you straight to bed, right?” You spoke up playfully, earning an eye roll from Grace.

“Yes. Yes, I know.” A subtle smirk tugged at the corner of Grace’s lips.

The two of you finished up bathing time and got ready for bed instead. You watched her get dressed into something comfortable, a soft night dress to sleep in. No matter what attire she was in, she always looked beautiful to you. You beckoned her to join you in bed…and she laid down right next to you. She tucked herself into the blankets and pulled you close to her, wrapping her arms around you comfortably. Her hands rubbing up and down your back…you stayed up until she eventually lulled into slumber. You watched her sleep for a moment…satisfied that she looked so comfy while she slept. Slowly but surely, your drowsiness got the better of you, and you fell asleep as well. Right in her arms.

[serenestarling]

hi just want to say that I love that you write for grace and bo :)

AWW TYY FOR THE KIND WORDS🫶🏽 youre sweet

There’s definitely not enough fics on here of them together or any that are x reader😭

[creaturefeaturecommando]

And then not only the other shit, but I’m definitely not going to ignore what Remmick said to Grace because he totally violated and tortured that woman emotionally like I actually wanted to vomit with that “I know how you liked to be licked” shit, the way people are sexualizing it and using it for thirst when that was literally one of the most disgusting things I have ever seen

Like I can’t even be mad at Grace for what she did because I probably wouldn’t have been able to hold it together. Did it suck she got everyone else killed ? Yes, but I’m not angry at her. That pasty bitch took her husband and his memories, things that were intimate, that was only between those two, and turned them into something disgusting, using them to verbally violate her.

My heart was literally aching for that woman the entire time

[bananadramaaa]

Dream team🕷

[cass-artblog]

Spider Noir was fun and Nick Cage's poses reminded me of this iconic pose from Yotsuba <3

[liliacsdelight]

For your writers block prompt thingy-> You're having a threesome with vampires. One's fucking you, the other is sucking your blood.

I love your stories!!v(=∩_∩=)ﾌ

Aw, thank you for reading!! That little face character thing is so cute—I love it.

I tried...

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He shifts his weight, slowing his thrusts, but every stroke feels deeper—grinding into the softest parts of you, forcing a cry from your throat with each push. Your walls flutter helplessly around him, still raw from the brutal pace before, and the drag of his cock makes your belly ache with need.

She slides down your body like smoke, her thighs straddling your ribs as she leans over you. Cold lips brush your throat, lingering before her fangs pierce. The pain is quick, white-hot—but then the rush of her pull hits, and your body arches into her of its own accord. You clutch her waist, pulling her closer, desperate for her cold skin, her weight pressing you down. You moan her name, high and needy, clutching her closer even as her teeth make you dizzy, your body going slack between them.

His voice rumbles low in your ear. “Look at her drinking you. Look how sweet you are for her.” His thrusts are slower, deliberate, every drive of his hips pushing her fangs deeper into your neck. You sob, pleasure and pain tangled together, your body shuddering between them both as you cum again.

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[serenestarling]

Relationship HC’s

Bo Chow & Grace Chow x Fem!Reader HC’s🧡

Warnings: 18+, smut, sub/dom dynamics, bo’s a munch (and a sub)

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BO CHOW

Bo enjoys acts of service, and gift giving. He makes you breakfast every morning, waking up before you so when you woke up, it would be ready. He’d wake you up by pressing little kisses to your face and lightly shaking you. He makes sure to never skip a day, despite how tired he is, just so you don’t ever doubt his affection for you. He gives you little massages after a long tiring day, working the tense muscles under his hands. Although, he doesn’t fully enjoy doing everything on his own. So whenever something is a greatly tedious to do, he asks you for help. Sometimes the work load really weighs down on him, so lack of acknowledgment of how he feels really gets to him during those moments.

In terms of gift giving, however, he loves to buy you jewelry and little gifts that relate to what your hobbies/interests are. Or, if he’s busy or goes out by himself, he’ll give you some money to treat yourself to something. When it comes down to him receiving…he’s really humble about it. He’s firm on the belief that he doesn’t really need things like that as a man, but he does appreciate it anyway. He loves you deeply and is insistent on making you happy with gifts. No need to give him anything special in return. The man’s a giver!

That also applies to the bedroom as well. He lets you ride him and take charge. If it felt good to you, he didn’t mind what you did. He likes it when you’re dominant…whether you’re rougher or softer on him. Whenever it’s the former, there’s always a safe word, in case he feels like it’s a bit too much. He loves feeling you move your hips and take him deeper inside of you. He likes being underneath you—and that was very obvious. But if you want him to be the dominant one, he’ll do that. But he’s primarily a service/soft dom, and has difficulty playing rough with you. He also doesn’t like degradation. He likes to eat you out though, too (obviously.) Honestly, it’s something he loves doing and knows exactly what you like. Knowing exactly how to flick his tongue and use his mouth just right.

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GRACE CHOW

Grace enjoys physical touch and words of affirmation. In public, she’ll be affectionate in very subtle ways. When together, she’ll graze her hand against your own…or subtly rub your arm absentmindedly. She doesn’t like showing public affection that much, and she also kind of can’t be open like that. So she usually has to keep it unnoticeable in the public eye. In private, however, she loves to hug you and cuddle. She’ll hold your hand whenever she wanted to. Hug you from behind while you’re busy doing something. She makes up for lack of public affection by being real soft on you in private. Physical touch is something that keeps her grounded and it helps comfort her in moments where she’s stressed out. She doesn’t like to talk much during those moments, but you can always pick up on her nervousness from her body language and her urgent need for comfort. She loves you fiercely and makes sure you’re happy. She’ll stick up for you and gladly argue with anyone who has a problem with you. Additionally, she tends to be possessive over you.

She has difficulty expressing her feelings, so most the time she’ll do it through physical touch. But in those moments where you need it, she’ll vocalize how much you mean to her. She’ll give you advice and make sure to truly listen to how you feel. Oftentimes, she’s praise and comfort you in Taishanese. She was comfortable enough to do so, and you meant a lot to her. It was something deeply personal to her. When you get off of work and visit her, she’ll praise you on how much work you did. And the two of you settle down and relax after a long day together.

When she got in a relationship with you, she was inexperienced when it came down to sex with other woman. She’s never done it before, so the first time you two had sex, she was very experimental. She mainly did what she knew made her feel good on you…Along with a lot of touching. She’d rub your clit and tease it by rubbing around it as well. She took note of your reactions, hearing every little huff and moan from you. Eventually, she got more confident and comfortable with you, and started getting bolder. She’d rub her pussy against yours, grinding against each other just to make the other feel good. Praising you on how good you make her feel. Speaking pure filth with every bump and grind. She’s very loud. She’d moan, grunt, and swear often and cry out with pleasure once she came with you. Then there were other times where she’d eat you out, and vise versa. She can be either dominant or submissive. She doesn’t mind being either with you, but she does prefer to get eaten out by you instead, most the time.

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BO CHOW AND GRACE CHOW

Together, the two of them have other things in common. They love spending quality time with you and each other. There isn’t much room for quality time due to work and many other factors in life. However, when their days aren’t extremely packed, they’ll spend their time with you. Whether it be at their house, your house, a night out, a night in—etc. Their gaze will always linger on you no matter what. They’ll cook with you if it’s a night in, having a good laugh together and just enjoying the time you have together. They both are extremely affectionate with you. By themselves, they’re already pretty obvious with how much they love you. So together, sometimes it can be a little overwhelming having so much love and affection focused on you. Grace will pull you against her side and Bo with come in and keep you between them both. Whenever the three of you are cuddling, you’re always in the middle. And they’re always kissing you and letting their hands explore your body. Of course, they’re sweet on each other as well. Bo loves to pull Grace by the waist, kiss her neck, and nibble on her ear and neck—Much to her feigned annoyance.

In bed, they love teasing you together. Some moments, Bo will be between your legs, eating your pussy while Grace is sitting behind you and pinching your nipples. Kissing over your neck and feeling you up with her soft slender hands. Occasionally letting her fingers trace over scars or stretch marks, adding to the stimulation of your body. The two of them basically worshipping your body. Then, there were other times where Grace would grind against you and Bo would let the two of you do your thing. He’d reach around to rub and stimulate your clit to make you feel even better. The three of you experiment with different positions and techniques. Figuring out what was most comfortable for the three of you, along with what felt the best and most pleasurable.

[serenestarling]

Hi!! I've been loving your work so far, and they always warm my heart everytime. Also I'm wondering if you can write a grace and bo x reader for me? Where it'll be our sweet reader's turn to take our favorite couple out on date, but after the planning and organizing the date still went sour. (It's the reader's first time planning the date btw) it will leave the reader to be hard on herself about how bad the date was, until Bo and grace comfort our sweet reader with some love and cuddles. Please and thank you💗

Date Night Fails

Bo Chow & Grace Chow x Fem!Reader

Note: Hi!! Thank you SO MUCH for the kind words, I appreciate it so much. And I’m so glad you enjoy my work! This took me a while to write, things kept coming up and I kept getting distracted 😵‍💫 Hope you enjoy this too

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For roughly a year, you’ve been going out with the wonderful Grace and Bo. Every time the three of you went out, it was always them to plan things. They’d typically take you out to a sweet café if it’s an early morning date, diners for lunch, some sort of juke joint for a night out. For the most part, it never looked unusual to people. People that were familiar with you three, just knew that you were good friends. So it just seemed like some friends having fun to them.

For a while now, you’d been considering taking them on a date for once! You thought it’d be sweet to take them out instead of the other way around. Things have been a bit rough on them, so you figured it’d be nice to ease their mind just for a moment. So you proceeded to save up a fairly good amount of money in preparation of the date. After working your butt off for just a little extra money, you concluded you had enough to take them out. Now, it was time to talk to them about it and plan something.

While Bo and Grace were both working in their respective stores, you decided to pay Bo a visit to talk to him about it first…then Bo could talk to Grace about it, and the three of you could discuss things further when you all got home. When Bo saw you walk through the door, he gave a wide smile—one that reached his eyes and made him look all cute. His eyes shined with something that was far more than just expected friendliness. You walked up to the front counter, taking a breath before speaking up.

“Good afternoon, Bo…how’s your day goin?” You calmly asked. Maybe it would be better to just bring it up casually. You were nervous…even though there wasn’t any reason to be.

“Hm…afternoon to you too. Work’s about the same as ever. Tending to the front counter, handlin’ stock, and all that.” He shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the counter. “Ya need somethin?”

“Uh, well. I did wanna talk to ya about something.”

Bo quirked an eyebrow with interest and straightened his posture. Giving you his full attention. “Oh, what is it, baby?”

“I was just wondering if you and Grace would be down to go out tomorrow? We could go to that diner we typically go to…maybe a little later than usual, though. Around 6.”

Bo’s eyes widened, and you swore you could see the slight flush of his cheeks. He chuckled softly and bashfully looked down at the counter for a moment. He seemed truly surprised that you wanted to treat them to something. Specifically him, really. “Ya don’t have to take us out. We can take care of that, ourselves.”

You groaned. “I know that, Bo. But I want to because…yall have been feeling a bit down lately. Come on, it’ll be fun!”

“Alright, alright! I won’t argue with ya. I’ll go talk to Grace real quick.” He flashed you a smile and stepped out from behind the counter. He approached one of his workers and you assumed that he asked him to tend to the counter for moment, so he can talk to Grace. He walked out the store and after a moment of you waiting, he came right back.

“Grace is all good with the plans. She’s real happy that you’re takin’ us out.”

“Alright! I’ll be seeing ya after work then.” You smiled at him and pulled him into a quick embrace. He gave you a subtle squeeze and pulled away so he could get back to work. “See ya later, honey. I’ll pick ya up like normal.” He responded fondly. Then you walked out the door and continued your day normally.

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It was the day of your date and the three of you got ready. It was the weekend now and they had those days off, so you had all the time in the world. Grace wore a pretty dress with small flowers printed on it, while Bo wore a neat waist coat and his typical style of pants. It was slightly over 6PM and it was decided and planned that you all should get going now. They both picked you up when you were ready and drove you to the place, it was quiet on the ride there. And there was some kind of tension between him and Grace. Something you had zero clue about, but you figured it’s best to not pry or involve yourself. Once he pulled up to the diner, he let Grace out first, then you right after. And the three of you went inside and ordered what you wanted, then sat down at one of the tables. Bo sat closest to the window, while Grace was sitting at the end of the seat. You sat on the opposite side of them. There were a few other people in the diner at this time too, some double dates, groups of friends, couples—etc.

Grace looked at you with clear fondness in her eyes. She rested her cheek in the palm of her hand while she gazed at you. “Ya know…you look mighty beautiful tonight. I mean, ya always look beautiful but…even moreso.”

“Prettier than a flower.”

You smiled and looked down at the table, a little shy from her compliment. Bo looked between you two. He was stiff and uncharacteristically quiet—Grace looked over at Bo, noticing how quiet he was being and smacked his arm lightly. “Don’t be so reserved, Bo.” Bo jumped in his seat slightly and looked at Grace. He rubbed his arm, even though the smack didn’t even hurt. He chuckled with subtle smile. “Sorry! I just can’t believe I’m not payin’ for a meal for once. I’m not quite used to it hehe.”

Grace made a face. “You say that like I’ve never paid for anything before.” Her eyebrows furrowed at his words. Bo sighed and nodded his head in acknowledgment. Then quickly spoke up to backtrack. “I know that, baby. I’m just sayin’ I’m not used to it. I know you’ve done plenty for me.” He took Grace’s hand into his and pressed a kiss. She eased up and playfully rolled her eyes at him.

“Look, can we not do all this bickerin’ tonight?” You butted in with slight irritation. Grace raised an eyebrow at you. “Alright, I hear ya.”

It was a tad uncomfortable to watch the bickering. But at least it wasn’t anything crazy going on. After a moment, you all got what you ordered. The waiter handed over the food and drinks, once he handed them to you three, he walked off. Bo cleared his throat and spoke up. “Ahem, Grace ain’t wrong by the way…You do look gorgeous.” Grace hummed, taking a bite out of her food and a quick sip of her lemon water.

The three of you shared some talk about life, work mainly. You decided to change the subject into something a but lighter. “Still goin’ out gambling with those twins, Bo?”

Bo looked over at Grace and lightly scratched his cheek. Then returned his gaze to you. “Eh, occasionally. Been too busy and tired to do all that lately. Plus, Grace thinks they’re troublesome and a bad influence.”

“You know damn well that ain’t true. They’re troublesome for sure, but I’m fine with ‘em, too.” She rolled her eyes.

“You don’t know ‘em that well, they’re good friends ya know? They aren’t even half bad as ya think they are.” He shrugged, trying to come off more casual. Even in actuality, he sounded a little defensive about it.

“I’m not saying they’re bad.” Grace groaned, giving him a sharp glare from the side. You sighed and tried to speak up in defense of Grace. “Yeah…I’m sure she knows that, Bo.”

“What’s up with you two today? Yall have been actin’ weird since we got in the car.” Frankly, you felt a little bad about trying to even do this. It was difficult for you to bring up anything, because who knows what else will cause some sort of bickering or arguement from them. Maybe, it was a bad idea to take them out when you knew they weren’t exactly in the greatest of circumstances and moods.

Grace’s eyebrows furrowed and Bo tensed a bit at your acknowledgment of their odd behavior. “We just got in a disagreement before we got ready, that’s all.” Grace nodded her head and just continued eating her food. “Expenses and all that. Been so damn busy lately, had to pay off a couple things. Someone couldn’t agree on going half and half on a payment.” She shot Bo a glance. His face turned sour as he tried to speak up—but ultimately gave up on words. He just released a huff and went back to eating. The energy was completely off now—Honestly, it was off the moment they were quiet in the car. All you wanted was to have a nice date to make them happy but now it seemed more uncomfortable than anything.

Not much happened during the time you three were eating. Nothing new was talked about, nothing fun or cute happened. It was mostly silent. You paid for the meal and walked out with them, and entered the car. Feeling frustrated and quite saddened and disappointed by how things went. You felt bad for even trying. Maybe if you chose a different time, things would be different. You felt like this was a major waste of time and money, too—You saved up so much just for them to not even enjoy themselves. And neither did you enjoy yourself. Grace picked up on this and sat in the back with you. Resting her hand over yours while Bo looked back—noticing your upset expression and Grace trying to comfort you. “We’re sorry, honey…’bout all the bickering. We’ve been real tense lately and…well…(that isn’t any excuse.)” She squeezed your hand and traced her fingers over your knuckles. Bo took the car out of park and began driving, eventually he spoke up as well. “Yeah—uh, sorry for killing the mood. We know how bad you wanted to do something nice for us. And then we just got so distracted with ourselves and our unfinished arguements.”

You couldn’t help but shed a tear. Grace hummed in agreement with Bo and placed her other hand on your thigh now. Rubbing over the fabric of your dress. “Mhm…say, how about you stay over at our place? I promise, we can make things up to you, whatever you want or need…We got it.” You sighed and nodded your head in agreement. Grace raised one of her hands to cup your cheek and leaned in to kiss your tears away. Tasting the slight saltiness of your tears with every kiss against your cheek. You softly chuckled at the action and smiled a little. Feeling a little better now at the promise…and you couldn’t wait to go home with them. Bo subtly looked back at the two of you, a small smile tugged at his lips at the sight of Grace keeping you close to her. Letting you press against her and snuggle into her.

Before you knew it, you arrived at their house, and Bo let you both out of the backseats. You all went inside together and kicked your shoes off at the door, then sat on the couch. Showered together, got comfortable in your night clothes. You borrowed one of Bo’s shirts to sleep in. You were settled between them, comfortably. Bo squeezed you closer to him, so he could press a few kisses over your face and neck. “Ya know we love you, right?” Bo whispered, while you were nestled against his chest, and Grace was holding you from behind. The three of you got so tired and comfortable just like this, and eventually you all fell asleep.

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[harrowinstagg]

NOO MY DOOMED LOVERS.

[serenestarling]

only thing getting me through my period OUGHHJJ I HATE THIS

[serenestarling]

i made some of these a couple months ago LMAO i needed something to post

god i love rhem i miss them so bad

[walkingnightmare]

CAT HARDY THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU

[helloidkwhatimdoing-0]

Cat Hardy most gorgeous woman alive she could betray me and i would go Okay <33 i would go Fair Enough <33