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i've only known her for one chapter and i'd die for her đ„ș
#rave ramblees#tye spoilers#fnae#HI I LOVE HER#SHE'S A SCIENTIST#BEST HAYASE DESCENDANT SO FAR#AND SHE'S *DEAD* OF FUCKING COURSE đđđđđ#THE BEST ONE AND SHE'S ONLY GONNA BE IN FLASHBACKS I GUESS#her name is literally MUD i love that#and i know it's just a lighting thing and she definitely has black hair#but i'm already headcanoning white streaks in her hair#ABEL AND DORO ARE THE BEST CHARACTERS IN THE ARC SO FAR#i hold out hope for anton to be an interesting character too. he has so much potential#i keep getting mixed up with abel's name. bc people call him AD so i think Anton Day#but it's Abel Day#just call him Adey pl eas e#i don't care much for Doll or Kani but jdhgfhjksdhgdhj#fushi is so absent in this arc so far though i really hope he gets more of the starring role again#like i read this manga. for fushi. and if fushi's not in itttttt wellllllll yk
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Do you think Jyn and Maarva would like each other?
tl;dr: no <3
I don't think Jyn would get along with maarva as she is a source of Cassian's issues with self-worth and guilt, similar to how Saw is a source for her fear of abandonment. Maarva doesn't even like her own son so who knows who's good enough for her lol.
a long rant below the cut
Jyn being someone who knows exactly what itâs like to be adopted and re-abandoned, her seeing Cassian's mother be consistently disappointed in her drugged n kidnapped adopted son is a whole other level of fucked up parental issues. Maarva opting to be with her her town instead of Cassian in her last days and also disbanding his actual family, it would be very difficult for someone like Jyn to see past these actions.
There's also no real justification for Maarva's treatment of Cassian (because he doesn't do his capitalist ferrix job? because he brings girls home? because he still lives with her even though he takes care of her?). AND even after her death, the last thing she wants him to remember was âhey, youâre a big fuck up, but thatâs okay <3â.
Maarva has done nothing but live her life from her fuckass couch and yet had the audacity to tell Cassian that he needs to stand up, that he needs to rebel or get a job. Even after when he fought back and went to child prison after seeing his adopted father hanged. So not only did you get ripped away from your parents, but also the person that supposedly chose you felt like they got more than they bargained for, Cassian therefore feeling ultimately undesired by both the biological and adopted family.
But being a parent is complicated, is she at fault?
Compare it to Saw abandoning Jyn. When Jyn grew older he was forced to choose between his daughter and his life's mission. Abandoning her is, without argument, fucked up. While it created irreparable damage, we can understand why he did it. Not only was it traumatizing for Jyn, but it was THE ultimate sacrifice he was making from himself. The thing that shifts some blame away is that it gutted him to do this, and he did it from a place making sure she was safe and alive.
So with this in mind, what is Maarvaâs sacrifice in being constantly disappointed in your adopted son because he isnât like everyone else? What does she gain when she tells him to forget about Kenari, that thereâs nothing left? Imagine being adopted, being told as an adult that, no, you canât be looking for your biological family and that theyâre nothing now, and that even trying is useless. The only thing I can see is that she just wants Cassian to fit her image of an ideal Ferrix citizen, which isn't amazing and isn't enough to justify her actions.
Moreover, as someone who has lost a parent, the last moments you have with them hold a permanent memory that weigh differently than everything else, and imo require its own sort of grief. On Maarva's last days, she made him leave without her, even when she knew she was going to die by not taking her meds. She would rather spend her last days being memorialized as a hero on Ferrix than being with her only son. And at the end of your days, you want to go home. You want to be with family for as long as possible. For Maarva, home was Ferrix and everyone else there, not Cassian.
So Maarva sucks because she was a terrible mother at the benefit of literally nothing. Where Saw was the insurgent leader of the extremist cell that made major attacks against the empire; and not the best father largely because of his life's work but also still wanting to do his best to keep his daughter safe. But look who gets more villainized than anybody else and who is more celebrated as a hero?
On a tangent now, I believe Jyn and Maarva would be comparable to Cassian and Saw's relationship: you don't feel all warm and fuzzy inside meeting the [person you care about]'s greatest source of trauma.
All that Cassian knows about him is that he adopted her, then abandoned her. Upon seeing him on Jedha he almost draws a gun to protect Jyn (doing that before THE guy, THE supposed terrorist and Empire's most wanted, mind you), unsure where their relationship stands. Saw of course, would protect his daughter in turn, not knowing who this guy is.
I would believe Jyn would see Maarva in a similar light on a dramatically smaller scale. That "I hate my MIL and our interests are only mutually aligned around what's best for Cassian", but of course what that means is totally different things. Maarva sees Cassian and believes he needs to change. Even when sheâs fucking dead he still needs for things to come together in order to be unstoppable, or whatever vision she had in mind for him and that him on his own is not enough.
And so the rest of this is how I interpret the implications for Rogue One: that the lessons both Jyn and Cassian took from their adopted parents can be mutually shattered as they see each other for who they are and not what they've been molded to believe.
As we know with Jyn, she has a complex moral code. When she sees a stormtrooper she feels the reflex to kill. When she sees a war-torn child, her reaction is to risk her own life to save innocents. And this is what she continues to do when she meets Cassian. She has every reason to shoot him and steal his ship. But on Jedha, seeing him agreeing with her that she was perhaps worth saving after her deed of saving the child, she sees him in return when he shoots the partisan. They see each other for their actions, for the better parts of each other, despite their words and even their own personal doubts. Jyn continues to risk her life for him over and over again and vice versa. She doesnât want to change him at all and she inspires him to fight in ways he perhaps has forgotten or never knew was possible.
In fact, the reason sheâs angry with him on Eadu is because he lied to her. Revealing the intention to kill someoneâs dad easily put your anger in the right, but while she is mixed up with grief, the bigger part of her knows he was incapable of doing it and doesnât revel in the fact of who he couldâve been if he killed her father or even combined with terrible things he's done, but just sees the present man that didn't and instead came back for her. Even Cassian is thinking how she was going to kill him for it, when he hadnât even committed the crime. Heâs caught up with the impression and perception of the kind of man he is, the narrative that heâs been fed his whole life that heâs committed atrocities that deem him unworthy.
Jyn and Cassian offer each other a break from narratives and reputations that they've tried to sound out their whole lives. And although both characters have a lot of integrity, being told the same thing over again through life lessons, you begin to believe it yourself. It's where we meet the two of them at their lowest points. That for Jyn, she wasn't someone worth returning to, that there isn't hope amongst war. And for Cassian, that he's not a good person for things he's done, that war is endless, and he has to follow orders or do things for others in order to belong. As the events of Rogue One unfold, we can see how they come to understand each other. They create a bond by feeling seen for the first time.
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Maarva is like the exact opposite of Saw Gerrera in all the worst fucking ways, I tell you. Instead of being family friends with and saving the child that he later abandons, she kidnaps the child away from their actual family and then holds them hostage on her planet to force-assimilate and take care of her in her old age. And instead of actively rebelling through extremist insurgencies, she sits around and berates her son to go be a rebel, and yet disappointed that he doesn't have a job or doesn't do what everybody else does(?).
Jyn would hate that bitch like. Every Life Day would be an ordeal. The irony of how she fucking dies doing nothing when Saw Gerrera is barely held together by oxygen tubes and yet outlives this couch potato. Andors versus Erso-Gerreras it's first-planet problems versus outer rim problems. Yeah they're both traumatic but the biggest difference is one of these is entirely avoidable if you just weren't a piece of shit.
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HEADCANNONS OF HAZBIN HOTEL CREW WITH CATNAP! READER
Prompt: you are a resident in the hotel who makes sure people sleep. No one gets out of your grasp of not sleeping.
Warning: you arenât an experiment, you died to og catnapâs smoke as you coughed going to hell. Also this might be long based on how your reading speed is.
I headcannon you to always walk around at night around the hotel making sure the hotel cast sleeps as you donât sleep much either.
âI ensure you my friend I donât need-" immediately Alastor passes out on the ground as the red smoke exit your mouth as you soullessly stare at the powerful manâs body with your creepy smile.
You donât give a fuck- you are quite ruthless when putting someone to sleep. You had a smug teeth smile as you dragged Alastor by his leg to his room.
Angel was hiding in the hallway scared as red smoke covers the halls. âShitâŠâ he says as he eyes your tall figure walkby around the other side of the hall as your red smoke exiting your mouth follows
He was absolutely fucked. Angel tried to turn to run only to bump into purple fur as he holds himself at your chest. He blushes seeing your smug smile down at him.
Before he could protest the red smoke hits his face as your wrap your tail around his waist. How did you get so damn quick beside him?! You put him on your shoulder as you walked to his room to lay him down.
No one knowsâŠ..
Now when itâs morning time, you arenât out as usual. Only at night time as you are use to being up at night helping other sleep. Itâs part of your purpose and role as you even have a moon đ pendent on your collar.
Hell, Angel is the most closest to you because he has rough times sleeping after working. He wouldnât tell you what he does but all you know. He is physically and mentally tired from his job as you hold him in your soft arm as you let out red smoke from your mouth.
Your fur smelling like vanilla and lavender helps him sleep as he cuddles into your soft purple fur as you watch tv with a bored expression. Your ear twitches as Angel snores loudly.
Your red smoke is the only smoke he likes that is red.
Charlie found you at her door of the hotel and questioned you to why you wanted to work here. And what did you say.
âI want to help people sleepâŠâ you said with a raspy deep voice as you smirked at Charlie who seemed a little unsure at your smirk as it seemed full of confidence and sinster. But she liked your determination as she hired you.
Of course I headcannon catnapâs fur and so as yours to smell like lavender to match the soft smell of sleeping to help residents sleep better than they ever have.
I also headcannon you have claws that can be retract like a cat. You usually use your claws/nail to cut something for the crew, or to protect from demons or sinner trying to harm the hazbin hotel.
CREW HEADCANNONS!
I headcannon husk walking to you grumbling drunk as he drops on your body without you even needing to use your smoke on him. Honestly you patted him as you both were cats. You both purr in each other presences. Angel and Charlie recorded the moment to save for their whole life.
I headcannon after Lucifer moved in the hotel. He was definitely scared if you because of your endless wide ass gaping smile. But after you actually showed you can stop smiling like that. He stopped having nightmares of youđŠ. Poor little duck man had to hold his covers hearing your big ass steps around the halls.
I headcannon Angel and you sometimes compete trying to see whoâs chest fluff is most fluffy.
âŠand you wonđ
Literally what did he think when a 8ft tall cat creature who can make you pass out and hallucinate things have much more softer fur than him.
I headcannon Nifty one time tried to make you take a bath, but dead ass you blow the smoke in her face as she face planted on your paw. You laid her on the couch as you walked upstairs to go to bed on your own.
I headcannon that Charlie sometimes tries to make you sleep with the other residents rather than you forcing others to sleep. It didnât work out well as you stilled stayed up to knock people out.
Lucifer one time tried to talk to youâŠbut he couldnât get the hang of you being 8ft tallâŠit actually intimidated the king of hell himself as he gulps staring up at you. He forced you to get down low like a cat to face him as he pets you.
You purred of course with your usual grin making Lucifer blush as he rubs his face in your fur with a star gazed expression. Literally star in his eyes as he actually fells relaxed by the smell of lavender. ïżŒ
Alastor hates you sometimes, but he loves how calm and quiet you are despite you knocking his ass flat like a bug getting hit with a fly swatter. But he appreciates how you care for peopleâs health and sleep schedule.
Pentious absolutely loves you as his egg boiz cuddle up to you if itâs winter. You smile your smug smile as you whistle at the eggs who seem happy to be by you as Pentious also snugs himself in your fur
I kinda imagine when most people see an 8ft tall ass purple cat with white pupils with full black eyes staring at them. They piss their pants running as the whole hazbin crew hugs you admiring how soft your fur is.
Vaggie once seen you use your red smoke on angel, and she was concerned as she literally whipped out her spear at you as you only stared confused with a raised brow. You pushed the spear out of your sight explaining that angel couldnât sleep and asked you to help.
I can see that vaggie, Alastor, and Lucifer were the last ones to actually trust you before believing you have good intentions to helping people sleep.
The ones to immediately trust you was, Angel dust, a little bit of husk, Charlie immediately with nifty and Pentious behind her.
I headcannon you basically breathing out red smoke on accident once and knocking out the whole hotel cast as you sit there with your ears down ashamed
I image angel dust pulling out one of those cat lasers to tease you. But he didnât know that husk and you would immediately meow and purr for the laser as both of your eyes dilated. Angel died laughing as he took a picture of you falling on your back trying to grab the laser.
I headcannon vaggie to train you to fight only for you to prove her wrong when she woke up gasping for air to find out you used your smoke on her. She woke 5 hoursâŠ.yeah she never doubted you ever again
I image when watching a movie with the crew, some of them lean on you like pillow while some just use your tail like a blanket while you snore like an old grandpa.
I headcannon the overlords once had a meeting about you as one of them seen you and mistook you for a new scary overlord. But Lucifer being the silly man he is, showed them a photo of you cuddling up with him on the couch. âNah, heâs just a big ol cuddly cat..â he says with a snake smile as the overlords look at him like âWhat..the fuck..â
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Hi. Um... i have been craving angst
đ and my angsty mind has been making up... scenarios, but like would love them typed out so i can read đ i live your work, p.s. <3
anyways, would like to ask for something along these lines:
reader is a batsibling
is kidnapped
fam cant find her for a few days and is panicked
they find her somewhere, blindfolded and tied up, on the ground and caked in blood
they get her some med stuff and whatever
and they're like how did this happen so they somehow get cctv or duke uses his powers or something and finds out that they've been beaten for info
and they get like really angry and all that jazz
:D rest up to you!
would be great if you did it đ„ș
but i understand if it's too much
love youuuu đ/platonic ehe
okay, i will excuse myself from your asks now. byeee
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hello hello! Thanks for requesting. This was super angsty, but as you put I crave it too... â€ïž
Warnings: Kidnapping, Torture (not very graphic), fear, medical scenes.
Word Count: 1.5k
†BATFAM MASTERLIST â€
It had happened unexpectedly. You were there one second and gone the next. In a blink of an eye. Nothing more nothing less. That was all it took for you to slip away. Damian could have sworn he was only gone for a minute. To stretch his legs and grab something to eat. But that was all it took for them to sneak in. Quiet as a mouse they crept in, splitting through the open window at the back of the room. Leaving it open had been a careless mistake, but who was to think that you would have been taken in the safety of your own home?Â
They grabbed you roughly from behind. A set of rough hands pinning you to the sofa, clamped tightly over your mouth as another worked to tie a heavy bandage around your eyes. You had squirmed feebly trying to gain some leverage. Your training desperately tried to kick in but at that moment, you were not a vigilante. You were Y/N Wayne: A citizen, child to the wealthiest man in Gotham and utterly fucked.Â
You had no choice after that than to allow them to drag you downtown, you had kicked and cried blindly, desperate for one of your brothers to chase after you. But whoever was gripping you tight enough to bruise was clearly experienced and you knew that they stood no chance so unexpectedly.Â
When they tossed you down on the ground, you thought it would offer some relief. The room was dank, dusty and smelt of water rot and mould. This was the part where they would send a ransom note to Bruce and he and your brothers would come charging in sooner or later. But you had never been more wrong.Â
âWe know who you are, Wayne.â A voice spoke. Feminine but not soft spoken. Threatening. âOr would you prefer Raven?â
Your stomach dropped as bile burned the back of your throat. You knew you could fight now, but you were defenceless weaponless with your hands and feet bound together.Â
âThe fuck do you want?â You spat, though the effect of the venom in your words was lost for you looked so helpless.Â
âBold of you to speak to me that way, given your predicament.â The woman chuckled, prodding you with her foot. âYouâre here as a sort ofâŠpayment.â She mused. âI suppose you could call it that.â
âWhat?âÂ
âMy husband.â She started, moving away from you. You could hear her pacing around the room but you could only conjure up images in your mind. âLeader of the greatest crime suricate in Gotham. And now, heâs dead. Rotting in some coffin in the ground, thanks to your father.âÂ
She moved closer again. Her heels clattered against the floor.Â
âHe took away the only thing that ever mattered to me!â She gripped your wrist, lifting you up off the floor and leaning into your face. âSo now, Iâm going to take away one of his toys until someone tells me how to get him out! His precious little girl. Oh how I canât wait to see the look on all of their faces when they see you. That is of courseâŠafter we have a little fun.â
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There was still no sign of you. And it felt as if they had searched every inch of the city. The high and the low but still nothing. No one had slept much in the three days you had been missing. Their nights were either spent searching for you on patrol or laying awake staring blankly at the ceiling as their minds conjured up the worst. None of them said it outloud but the possibility that you were dead loomed over them. But no one ever said anything. They just continued to search in silence. It seemed like Babs and Tim hadnât torn their eyes away from the screens since Damian came barging into the room three days ago, doubled over and panting as he revealed the news. The only time they ever moved was to head to the bathroom or to make another mug of lukewarm coffee.Â
The rest of the family were out on patrol. That was what they were calling it anyway. Really they were looking for you. And still there had been no sign until Dick stumbled upon a window. It was low down to his feet covered by concrete as though the building had just sunk into the concrete. And when he tried to peer inside, it seemed to be covered by something on the inside.Â
It could have been nothing.
But Dick was desperate.Â
He called over the other vigilantes with a signal on his com. They all came tricking over towards him silently through the city. Some bubbling with hope and anticipation, but all dreading the worst.Â
Moving around the back of the house, Dick pushed open the door.Â
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You had never been more scared in your entire life. Everything ached, burned or stung. From what you could feel there didnât seem to be a single inch of your skin that wasnât covered in blood. It clung sticky to your skin, cracking every time you managed to bring yourself to shift against the floor.
She had continued her onslaught for hours, trying to force answers that she knew you would never be able to give her from your chapped lips. She would leave every once in a while, returning silently to catch you off guard with another round of pain. You couldnât see her: the blindfold still remained firmly around your eyes, so you had to anticipate when she would return as you cowered against the back wall in a pool of your own blood. You were unsure how long it had been since she tossed you into the room. Without the relief of sunlight, your woozy mind had lost track of time.Â
And then a pair of hands gripped your shoulders. And you screamed, trying to recoil away from them. You didnât make it far. Your body was too weak.
âNo! No please! No more!â You begged, tears dribbling down your cheeks to mingle among the dirt and blood. âI already told you I-I donât know anything! Please!â
âWoah, woah.â It was Dickâs voice that broke through to you, though they had all called out to you. It was him who had reached out to you in the first place, hesitant that the smallest touch would break you. As soon as they were met with resistance they knew you were here. And they fought as fast as they could to get to you. Praying that they wouldnât find you as you had. Sprawled out across the floor in a pool of your own blood as you struggled to breathe. âItâs us.â
âWeâre here, Kid.â Jason leaned forwards to remove the blindfold from your eyes as Dick tried to support you in his arms. You squiremed weakly, still untrusting. But the minute the blindfold was off and you had finished adjusting to the onslaught of light. You broke.
You collapsed into Dicks arms, sobbing and shaking. He cupped the back of your head with his hands and held you, giving Jason and Duke a nervous glance. Your blood had already begun to stain the front of his suit as you whimpered in his arms, clinging to him tightly.Â
When he tried to shift you, you let out a sob and clung to him tighter. He wasnât sure if it was because he had hurt you or because you were scared he was going to leave you. Probably both.
âY/N?â Jason whispered, moving to crouch by your side. â Weâre here now. Weâre going to get you home okay? Can you tell us what happened?â
You shook your head and buried your face into Dicks chest trying to block out the pain.
Eyes turned to Duke who watched you with sad eyes. They observed as he surveyed the room, taking in the horrors that the light revealed. And he couldnât help the gasp that slipped out of his lips.Â
He paled at what he saw. Winced at the way your face contorted with pain as the woman towered over you, tossing you about the room like a ragdoll and slashing you with various tools as she screamed at you. He saw how she would catch you off guard by sneaking up on you in the dark as some cruel game to satisfy her sick amusement. He felt sick.Â
In the time it took for him to see the echo of your agonies, Dick had managed to coax enough for him to stand so they could bring you out of the room and get you urgently to medical attention.Â
The two looked at him expectantly. And once he had managed to stutter out what he had seen, Jason was tensely clenching his jaw and fists.Â
Someone was going to bleed tonight. He was going to make sure of that.
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Hiiii. So this is my first time requesting or anything so Iâm kinda really nervous??? Anyways, I love your crack fics, I literally giggle non stop and they bring light into my soul.
So, that being said, I have a request. Could you do something with Crocodile and Ace (and whichever other characters) reacting to their s/o having a spider or some type of scary bug on their back? Idk if your can go anywhere with this but hey, itâs worth a shot.
Okay thatâs it bye bye have a good day :)))
a/n - omg Iâm so glad I can bring light into your life đ𫶠literally my goal when Iâm writing this stuff đ oml bro crocodile is afraid of bugs I just know he is đ thatâs why he had robin, so she could handle them for him
warnings â ïž - g/n reader, crack, crocodile would leave you with the the bug just to run as far away as possible đđ«¶
- pls if he sees a single bug in his house heâd move out of his mansion and go to another sea of ocean đ
- donât get me wrong he takes you with him of course and makes sure youâre protected from those heinous insects. Get ready for loads of bug spray and pest killing chemicals, because your house is going to smell like that for at least a couple weeks đđ«¶
- so one day, youâre relaxing on the sofa, listening to some ambient music, the lights a bit dimmed, with the shutters open just enough for some light to shine through without being too harsh. It was a weekend, so it was due time for some relaxation!
- crocodile had just gotten finished with his work, and finally heâd get to spend some quality time with you. As he walked over, getting ready to join you on the couch, he froze.
- his eyes were locked onto your back, his breathing completely stopped, his body stiff as a board
- a tiny black speck on your back was⊠moving. Could that be a- SPIDER? You turned around because you heard footsteps, and you looked confused to see crocodile just- frozen, with wide, disgusted, fearful eyes as if you just committed some heinous crime against humanity
- ââŠ.Crocodile? You ok?â
- âŠ
- âHello???? Earth to crocodile?â
- âY/n. You know I love you right?â
- ââŠWhat?â
- âThen you know why I must do this.â
- âWhat do you me- hey whereâre you going?!â
- to go bag (he has one prepared for this exact situation bruh đ) materializes out of thin air, then cue crocodile skedaddling out the door without explaining or warning you like a scared selfish asshole
- âCROCODILE ITâS NOT EVEN THE SIZE OF MY FINGERNAIL.â
- âITâS AN INSECT Y/N.â
- âSO YOUâD LEAVE ME WITH THE FUCKING BUG SO YOU COULD GET AWAY FIRST-? đâ
- â..well of course I wouldâve sent someone back for you-â
- âSENT SOMEONE?!â
- see now ace is afraid of bugs too. But heâs not a selfish asshole like crocodile đ bro would at least try and protect you while screaming and sobbing
- you two were relaxing, snuggling together and watching the sun set on the deck of the Moby dick. It always never failed to amaze you with how many colors spread across the sky.
- ace absolutely adored these moments with you. It made him feel so- alive but also dead at the same time. Because how could one be this happy and in love with you?
- he looked down at you, and leaned down to press a kiss to the top of your head, and thatâs when he saw⊠it
- cue the scream of a demon plus a kid who just saw a clown
- âWTF ACE WHAT?!â
- âBABE- DO NOT MOVE. THEREâS A BIGASS BUG ON YOUR HEAD.â
- âEXCUSE ME?!â
- ace grabbed his shoe in a panic, and aimed directly at your head. But since he was so afraid, he was closing his eyes.. as he was swinging to kill the bug.. and he ended up slapping the absolute shit out of you instead of the bug
- âPhew, think I got it- Y/N?! WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU OK?!â
- âWDYM AM I OK YOU SLAPPED THE SHIT OUT OF ME-â
- âSorry.. OH SHIT I MISSED-â
- âNONONONO ACE WAIT-â
- you got hit five times before he actually got it. đ𫶠I hope your brain isnât damaged đ
- luffy was one of those kids who collected beetles and watched them fight each other like it was the most intense battle heâs ever seen đ
- so of course heâs not afraid of them. Bro likes them so much that he doesnât know if the one piece is better or if beetles are better đ
- luffy was rambling to you about the various different types of beetles, and which ones were the strongest in fights. He was giving you the WHOLE lowdown, their stats, weaknesses, special skills, traits, etc. đ you were surprised luffy had this level of knowledge on- anything really
- âYeah so the atlas beetle can DEFINITELY take down the rhino beetle because of its really tough shell and- OH MY GOD-â
- âHuh-?! Whatâs wrong?!â
- âOMG OMG Y/N YOU HAVE AN ATLAS BEETLE ON YOUR HEAD!â
- âLuffy you better be joking. Is it even April yet?â
- âNono itâs right here see?â
- he pulled it off your head and put it in front of your face. The way you froze, and the way your heart stopped, dropped down to your feet, and then climbed back up đ
- you couldnât even scream, you just got up and hauled ass away from whatever that abomination of a creature was
- âY/n where are you going?! I have to show you how it fights!â
- âIâM PERFECTLY FINE NOT SEEING THAT LUFFY-â
- âBut y/n they really like you! Youâve got a rhino beetle on your back too!â
- âWHAT?!â
- you legit stopped, dropped, and rolled đđđ poor robin was watching the whole thing transpire from really far away so she couldnât hear the context of what the hell was happening đ
a/n - bro I missed writing these. Iâm a bit rusty tho đ
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a couple (of besties) ⥠cl x reader
summary: you've been best friends since you were babies so naturally people ship you
requested? yes/no
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scuderiaferrari we might have to invite you every weekend from now on đ
charleslechair his lucky charm....
peargasly HIS! LUCKY! CHARM!
charles_leclerc decent? đ€
yourusername yes. you know satisfactory. respectable. standard. maybe even above average if I'm generous
charles_leclerc "above average" that one is new
yourusername đ€Šââïž
smoothoperator FLIRTING??? RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SALAD??
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pierregasly charles sees a pretty girl and he can drive again!
yourusername whomst are u calling pretty here mr gasly
francisca.cgomes what she said
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smoothoperator charles can read?? sounds fake but ok
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peargasly dunno who I'm more jealous of đą the dog or y/n or pierre but I'm VERY jealous
leclerc_ with pierre he serves hostage realness but look at how he looks at y/n in the first pic đđ
charlos HOSTAGE REALNESS SJAKJSKAKS
peargasly he looks at y/n like she's the center of his universe I'M SICK
tifosi16 man didn't include a single race pic he's so done đ
yourusername he's calling us trash AGAIN @.pierregasly
francisca.cgomes is he wrong?
yourusername kika you used to be my favourite đą
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peargasly no shut up this is so cuteeee
smoothoperator CHARLES LEANING IN. OK.
leah_leclerc notice how charles isn't even tagged or liked this.. I swear if y'all ruin their friendship đĄđĄ
hamiltvn hashtag just bestie things?
charlito his finger is literally almost in her mouth how are they JUST friends
tifosi16 guys she called them a couple of besties on twitter
gr63 yeah maybe we should stop. maybe she's uncomfortable
pierregasly this is too cute. delete it
yourusername you're just jealous đ
arthur_lelcerc where was I here?
yourusername you weren't even PLANNED my guy
bigbadwolff she bodied him đ
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hamiltvn SHE'S IN NYC???
charleslechair charles and y/n friendship dead in the water but at least she looks hot đ€
peargasly SHE'S SO PRETTY LOOK AT HER !!
francisca.cgomes girls night?
yourusername ofc but pierre isn't allowed đ
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yourusername at least you added a heart this time đ€
charles_leclerc â€
yourusername yeah yeah I love you too
peargasly KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS
pierregasly finally đđ»đđ»
yourusername kika come get ur bf he's annoying đ
francisca.cgomes we have waited so long y/n đ
yourusername nvm you both are bad. get out!!
arthur_lelcerc ew đ€ą
yourusername children aren't allowed on here
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leah_leclerc y'all... were onto something the fuck
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charles_leclerc I like that caption đđ»
yourusername you better bc u were sulking when i called u my best friend when you came to nyc đ€
peargasly HE WAS SULKING đ
charleslechair man got sick of the friendzone LMAO
francisca.cgomes beautiful couple â€
yt22 shut up... the childhood pic next to THAT
hamiltvn crying screaming throwing up chewing on glass THEY'RE SO CUTE
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Omg double request???????? slay???????
Whatabout,,,,,, yan albedo,, kidnapping reader n keeping her in a cage for stress relief,, like he'll occasionally feed her and give her water ofc, but a lot of the time he'll lace it with aphrodesiacs and let her suffer in the cage until she's begging to be fucked- boy makes absolutely sure she humiliates herself- like girl's fighting for her freedom? He'll just make her so desperate she has nowhere to turn to but to him.
-the amazing super awesome best anon ever/jjj
Sorry for taking sooo long with this, I lost motivation and when I got it back I decided to rewrite the whole thing đ and I'm finally back from the dead!
â§ïœ„ïŸ:* Yandere! Albedo x Fem! Reader
â§ïœ„ïŸ:* ÂĄWarnings!: NSFW, Yandere/Darker Themes, Kidnapping, Fingering, Making out, Aphrodisiacs, Teasing, slight sadist! Albedo, that's all I think!
â§ïœ„ïŸ:* Minor writing smut! DNI if uncomfy!
Reblogs are greatly appreciated!
You hadn't even known him for that long or that closely, yet he felt a constant yearning whenever you weren't around. You were just another adventurer that completed commissions for the guild, so why did he like you so much? This want for you was hindering his research since he couldn't focus when you were on his mind 24/7. Weighing his options he figured it would be pointless trying to persuade you to stay with him forever since you enjoyed your freedom, it was really obvious. So what was plan B?
Why to keep you with him by force of course.
As adventurous as you were, you could also be a little to trusting and oblivious at times. Everything was calculated down to the smallest detail. Eventually he had formulated the perfect plan to make sure you were his. Due to Albedo's precision, it wasn't long before you were in his lab, unconscious.
Upon stripping you of your weapon and vision, Albedo realized that he missed one crucial thing. He didn't plan on what to do with you after kidnapping you. It's not like you were there for any reason other than to satisfy his desire for your company.
Eventually he settled on a cage he happened to have when he wanted to observe live monsters he captured for research. He cleaned and even cushioned it a bit before placing your limp body inside. Once he locked the gate he decided that all was good and he could focus again now that you were under his surveillance 24/7.
It had been months, maybe even years and although the likely answer to how much time had passed was the former, the latter was definitely what it felt like. Although it was unlikely you could have escaped, Albedo decided to cuff your arm to the bars just in case. The bindings were tight and made your wrists sore but there was nothing you could do about it.
It made you furious that all you could do was sit there like a doll on display, only taken out to be tampered with from time to time. But again, you were helpless.
You were snapped out of your sulking as the hinges of your cage creaked open and a plate of steaming food was placed into it. As quickly as it was unlocked, it was shut once more. You stared at the meal with a sour look, as good of a cook he was you didn't trust his food because of numerous.... occasions.
But you were so hungry and you could feel your mouth watering at the smell. So as always, you reluctantly gave into your needs.
Why did it end up like this? You already knew the answer. Aphrodisiacs. In your food. That's what lead you here, completely naked on his lap with your back against his chest, two fingers shoved in your mouth while three more are shoved up your pussy not moving an inch. You desperately try to grind your hips onto them for any sort of friction to help you reach your high but you just can't. You can't even begin when the pads of his gloved hand flatten your tongue against the bottom of your mouth. The most you can do is pathetically whimper in hopes he'll get the hint and he does but would rather see you suffer so you just have to sit there, waiting until he decides what to do to you.
"I assume you want me to move my fingers,hm?" A sharp thrust makes you gasp. "C'mon, tell me darling, what do you want from me." He chuckles cruelly when all that escapes you mouth is muffled whines and incoherent noises. "Ok ok, I'll let you talk." As soon as the fingers leave your mouth you speak,"Please, please let me cum! I-I'll be good, justâ" You're cut off by another thrust of his fingers into your tight cunt but this time they continue plunging in and out making you moan in ecstasy as you feel your orgasm building up.
Albedo's free hand traveled down your neck and began fondling your exposed breasts making you arch your back at the added stimulation. In doing so you slightly shifted your positions and you couldn't help but cry out as you felt him hit that sweet spot inside of you. "N-ngh f-feels soooo good 'bedo! Please don't s-stop!" Hearing you say his name always made something stir inside of him, something that told him to go harder. "C-cumming!" With that you gushed all over his fingers, coating them with cum that dripped onto his lap, soaking his clothes but that was the least of his worries. You couldn't see the ways his eyes darkened form the position you were in but when he moved a hand to tilt your chin to face him you were met with that scary smirk that, even through your dazed state, had learned to fear because it always meant nothing good.
"Who gave gave you permission to cum? I don't recall saying you could orgasm, now look at the mess you've made." As if there wasn't already a mess," 'm sorry...Iâ" you were cut off as his lips met yours. His hand shifted form your chin to hold your face in a way that give him firmer grip. Drool ran down your chin as his tongue entered your mouth, licking everywhere it could reach.
When he finally broke the kiss, you were panting heavily. Albedo observed your face as you gazed at him through half lidded eyes. Dried tears stained your face as a bright red blush covered it, beads of sweat ran down your face and your eyes we're puffy and swollen. You were certainly a sight for sore eyes, Albedo made sure to make a mental image of it to paint later.
Lifting you up into the desk, be shoved everything on it aside as he laid you on your stomach. Now your lower half was hanging over the edge and you tensed as the cold surface met your hot skin. You gasped as something big and hard pressed up against your pussy's entrance. "You wanted to cum so bad so you did so without my approval, how disobedient of you... but don't worry, now I'll give you all the orgasms you want."
#i got kinda lazy at the end im sorry đđđ#smut#x reader smut#genshin smut#genshin impact smut#yandere#yandere genshin impact#yandere genshin x reader#genshin impact x reader smut#yandere albedo#yandere albedo x reader smut#â§ïœ„ïŸ:* meena's memos! â§ïœ„ïŸ:*#albedo smut#yandere genshin x reader smut
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can't sleep at night? - hot girl huh yunjin x fem!reader
CW: alcohol, jealous yunjin, humiliation, rough yunjin đ», not proofread, recording during s3x, blackmailing, & more lmk if I missed<3
NOTE: guys I am so sorry this came out very very very overdue please understand I am really busy with things right now đâŒïž love you guys fr and enjoy reading. (also kinda rushed so so sorry).
Yunjin and you have been friends since the day high school has started. you both made eye contact during classes, quick glances, other shit like that. if you both were to be honest with each other, you both thought one another was hot as fuck.
yeah .. so you guys became friends to best friends and nothing more. It has been so fun hanging out with yunjin and you guys told each other anything no matter what. not to mention though, she would flirt with you A LOT. too much signals for you to handle and it was overwhelming. the list of things she would do to you literally
-whenever she hugged you and let go her arms would touch every single inch of your waist, rubbing it in a way
-would be jealous if someone got close to you
-only flirted with you and only you.
it was crazy to think how the hottest girl in the school was your best friend and every boy wanted her. you both made a powerful duo being the prettiest and drop dead gorgeous. at that point everyone knew you both.
after school you both made plans to hang out as always and it was a friday so you both obviously went out to have fun.
"Y/n-ssi! are you done getting ready yet?" she barged into your room with the spare key she had. holy shit. you were more stunning than ever. wearing a dress that complimented your body in so much ways and the makeup that made you look even more gorgeous.
yunjin looked you up and down and her jaw dropped to the floor, drooling over the sight of you. honestly you didn't know you were that hot but in her eyes I guess you were ..
and obviously now huh yunjin could now feel her underwear flood and literally about to drip on her thighs. she was so weak for you.
"o-okay lets go now?" she stuttered out and she held out her hand for you and of course you held it back as you guys left and made your way for the car.
whatever yunjin was feeling, it was getting worse and when she sat down to drive you both to the party .. it started to drip on the seat and she could do nothing about it.
the whole car ride she was just twisting and turning, literally could not stop moving the whole time because of how bothered she was. you couldn't help but ask if she was okay.
"yunjin are you okay? you seem uncomfortable in your dress do you wanna switch fits or are you fine?.." you said as your hand rested on her thigh concerned.
"yeahimfinedontworry" she blurted out fast due to the hand on her thigh đ . she didn't want you to know that she was feeling this way so obviously she tried to forget about it.
you guys got to the party and being the most well known girls in school, both of you started to say hi to everyone one by one. speakers blasting drowning out every sound everyone made actually.
this one boy in particular caught you eye though .. and for once it wasn't yunjin ? .. and someone you could actually shoot your shot with because yunjin would keep giving you mixed signals.
you made your way over to him at the small bar in the house leaving yunjin. she was now alone.
"can I have soju please?" you told the person working at the bar and looked straight at the boy.
"your cute what's your name my love?" he spoke.
yeah, yunjin was watching from afar. drinking on a couch while practically eyeing at you two yet still wet from what you did to her. taking shots every time she got jealous.
but anyways you were taking so much shots, gulping so much alcohol your body couldn't even take. So drunk and lost, you got the boys phone number as yunjin watched you waddle your way back to the couch where she was sitting on.
"how was you and that boy over there" she said coldly taking another shot. she had a blank expression on her face, and even though your vision was blurry you could see her looking I guess you could say mad.
"It was soooooo~~ good baby" you said drunkly as you collapsed onto yunjin's shoulder. 'baby?' yunjin thought in her head but suppressed her feelings towards you.
"I-i saw you were wet earlier you thought I couldn't see!?~" saying while playing with her hair now.
"I'm mad at you, not now y/n."
"what did I do mommy?.."
mommy?. bye yunjin was down bad.
"let me show you how sorry I am~" you took her hand and pulled her into the crowd of people. everyone recognizing you both immediately, all eyes went on both of you.
your bodies start dancing to the music, yunjin not having it but is still dancing anyways because everyone is watching. your bodies collided and swayed with each other until your drunk ass decided to bend over.
you started throwing it back on yunjin??! crazy .. everyone was now recording and you knew it was gonna go around the whole school but who the fuck cares at this point. you started to grind against her pelvis as yunjin got that wet feeling again.
she looked at you so shocked and when you turned around to see her face, she was pale af. you stopped grinding and throwing it against her, and turned around fully to face you. you grabbed and started rubbing her crotch while making out with her and stopped when you both ran out of breath, while a string of saliva was seen. yeah, the whole school saw it and you two were fucked for sure.
as you guys let go of the kiss you both ran out of there, but to different places. you went back to the boy you were flirting with and yunjin went with her other friends. eventually, yun got bored so she went home feeling so disturbed she knew she had to take care of it. she also knew that you probably weren't coming home tonight since you were really drunk so she knew she could take care of herself.
yunjin arrived home crashed onto her bed and started to relieve herself obviously. unzipping her party outfit, she opened her laptop to watch the dirtiest thing you could ever see, I'm pretty sure you get the idea. she started to rub herself all over imagining it was you from what happened at the party.
now touching her sensitive buds, she started to pinch and roll them between her two fingers while her other hand made down to touch herself.
"fuck! y/n y-your the death of me"
she continued to watch the dirty video on her laptop close to coming thinking it was still you and once she finally climaxed the filthiest words came out of her mouth literally.
as soon as she finished screaming her lungs out she went to sleep naked, laptop fully open, and most of all cum soaked all over her body.
she thought you weren't coming home tonight? yeah she should've thought again. you came quietly through the front door and drunkly laid yourself next to yunjin on her bed. just staring at her nothing else.
seeing her curves and every other perfection of herself. thats it really. simple, you wanted her. badly. you needed her to fuck you and use you up like the slut you are yeah? mhm, I thought so.
so, trying not to, haha, and at the same time not trying, you started to touch yourself just like how yunjin did not to long ago .. having to cover your mouth and close your legs not to make any sound really.
you can just hear your muffles of screams that were audible, but never knew it would wake her up. every time yunjin would move, you let out a little scream because you never wanted your best friend catching you get off to her wouldn't you?
not fighting it anymore, knuckles deep into yourself, you let out your screams and was so close to coming, so close to the edge and close to finding the pleasure.
obviously it didn't happen. yunjin caught your ass.
"y/n? what the fuck are you doing fucking yourself on my bed huh? after what you did tonight?"
"such a fucking slut."
those words came out of her mouth while you screamed and let yourself go.
"I-im sorry."
"I-im sorry" she mocked you.
"yeah if your sorry bend over the bed, I don't care if you're tired or can't take it anymore."
"yunjin b-but were just best friends right?.." you really didn't wanna think that to yourself but you let it slip out of your mouth anyways.
"oh so that's all you think we are huh. let me show you who the fuck you belong to." as you bent over the bed, she sat down next to your ass and started to finger fuck you from behind.
"how would people think of this? getting fucked by her own best friend?" she started to record you.
"I'll show everyone how much of a slut you are if you misbehave once tonight" she slaps your ass as you whine. she shows the camera your face each time she hits your ass and you have never been more humiliated. "are you getting off to this?, your dripping babe."
she collected the slick on your pussy and licked it right off. slamming to fingers in and out of you again in such a rough pace. would never go in a consistent pace either.
slams in, and slides right out.
"yunjin! please~ I'll be good, I'm yours and only yours mommy please, please just make me come." lies was all that could go through yunjins ear.
"you would want that boy of yours to fuck you like this right? I might as well just leave and call him."
"no please! I just want y-you~"
well that was too fucking bad y/n. she walked away with a smug smirk on her face as she left the room and locked it, leaving you all alone still bent over with juices all over your thighs. so pathetic.
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Mcyt with an s/o who's a voice acter for video game characters? They mostly do voice characters in horror games n stuff(like until dawn, where the characters are also modeled after the voice after if I remember correctly)
I just think their faces would be hilarious if the choice they make in the game ends up with y/n getting killed lol
OH MY GOD YESSSSS ; also tried to use different games and not the same for everyone but I'm not the heaviest story game gamer LMFAO ; also don't talk about how timeliness wouldn't make sense shhhhhh
MCYT ; video game voice actor
includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers
warnings ; language & fictional violence and death/murder
masterlist
TOMMYINNIT
somehow the topic of mc story mode came up and how you actually voice acted a few characters + one of the Jessie variants (whichever you picked as a kid đ)
"WHAT? WHY DIDNT I KNOW ABOUT THIS?"
"I mean I was like, fourteen. I don't think I even knew you yet"
"absolute betrayal"
he literally speeds to his office, downloads the first game and proceeds to stream for three hours playing it (he selects whichever Jessie you voiced of course)
"OH MY GOD THAT IS MY PARTNER, HOLY SHIT, LISTEN TO THEIR BABY VOICE!"
the tweets never end
"spot the difference" and its an old/new pic of you compared to jessie
đđđđ
once he gets to the save Petra or Lukas scene he straight up pauses and playfully yells at you like you made the game?? đđ
he dies so many times it's not even funny
love him tho
TUBBO
red dead redemption two đ
forget the qsmp, once he finally downloads the game its all he's playing for a straight week
again, how the hell did he not know about this??
it was only 2018??
you voice a few of the townsfolk and a few of the supporting characters
everytime he hears your baby voice he's like "omg you sounded like that??" obviously he's been friends w you for a while so he doesn't notice voice changes
as an Easter egg, the player can actually kill one of the random townsfolk solely for being annoying with no consequences
it's modeled after you as well đđđ
the npc just shouts annoying shit and doesn't shut up and is encouraged to kill the kid
tubbo kills the kid and unlocks the secret achievement
RANBOO
Detroit become human
the moment he finds out you voiced a minor character he speedruns trying to find you
the character is also modeled after you, so he's begging chat to keep an eye out for you too
you're basically just some very friendly person trying to help Connor but no matter what route he/the player takes, you wind up dead for the angst
ouuuu the heartbreak, the angst
if it's by being shot, betrayed, or committing your own death, you're gone bro
"y/n why the fuck does your character die in the worst ways possible?"
you shrug
"that genuinley hurt my feelings. I don't wanna play this anymore"
"you didn't get to Connors possible death scene yet!"
"WHAT?"
FREDDIE BADLINU
TLOU 2 (I don't support the makers zionist views, I just thought this fit. free Palestine and do your daily clicks)
was literally cheering you on the whole time when you were bts for voice acting your character
you had to take like scream classes to upgrade your screaming abilities lmao
you gave the voice to a character modeled after you, an infected teen who runs into ellie on her way through the game
she/the player is forced to put you down because you're not immune
L
he plays through the game and turns to you like "dude do I actually have to kill you to progress?"
you just nod
"I'm sorry, I didn't wanna do this"
THE DESPERATE SCREAMING GOT HIM
literally looked at you in horror
"...are you okay?"
you smile and nod
NIKI NIHACHU
life is strange
mf you would've been like 16?? damn get ur bag, okay
she plays through and you va (whoever you choose) and everytime she hears your voice she smiles
"omg that's my partner! that's y/n, you guys!! :D"
the cutest
literallt cries at the end of the game
"y/n, were you in life is strange two?"
"why?"
"Cause I wanna play it but I don't wanna get my hopes up about you being there"
"just play it, just play it. trust me"
ALEX QUACKITY
twdg s4
basically clem/the player gets really close to your character and ends up having to kill them after they turn into a walker
the angst, the heartbreak
he's never done a full let's play / game play like that before and especially with a full game series
when he got to s4 and heard you for the first time he literally started jumping around and screaming
now when you die... it's jumping and screaming alright (in anger and sadness)
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? I PLAYED ALL THOSE GAMES JUST FOR YOU TO DIE?"
"I mean there's an option to prevent me turning, you're just a dumbass"
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? IM RESTARTING"
FOOLISH GAMERS
dead by daylight
you va'd multiple characters/killers
and the devs wanted to show appreciation by giving you your own playable character with your natural voice
when foolish finds out, he gets tubbo, quackity, tina & niki in a call to play dbd + stream for like 6 hours
loves seeing all the death animations you'd be given and all your voicelines
"OH MY GOD! guys this is my partner, they're so instantly talented at voice acting, holy shit!"
"we get it foolish, you love y/n"
"It's more than love, quackity, it's an obsession"
"my brother in christ, calm down"
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BLINKS. Ok so laikkkk. You know how Muzan has that fake wife? IMAGINE LIKE um reader or whatever the fuck itâs called?! FINDING OUT and sheâs just standing infront of Muzan Like đ§đ»ââïžyo wtf. DOES THIS MAKE SENSE
YES THIS MAKES SENSE! thank you for requestingđđ
†Fem!Reader finding out about Muzanâs fake wife
†SFW headcanons (not proof read)
Muzan kibutsuji x Fem!reader
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warnings: kinda angsty also reader does not take shit from men (đđ)
Man oh man.
Livid would be an understatement..
Muzan knows you can be scary.
After all, youâre one of those women who doesnât take shit from men, youâre fiercely independent, you petrify the demon king himself with your audacious and captivating personality.
It was one of the things that attracted this walking menace towards you in the first place.
Now, Muzan does love you, so do not overthink and assume he actually loves his little false wife.
Oh, he couldnât give a shit about her. But fake wife or not, youâd still consider it cheating.
In hindsight, he knew it was wrong but that didnât stop him.
Anyway, that thought of you finding out his secret always loomed in the back of his mind.
However, he brushes this off, foolishly thinking this isnât a humongous deal and you wouldnât find out.
My god, he couldnât have been more wrong. Itâs embarrassing really..
No one knows how on god mother earth you found out but that night when Muzan returns home you confront him about it immediately. You arenât going to sugar coat this for him nor pretend like you didnât catch him in the act? pfft, only pussies do that.
But to be blunt you probably found out because you caught him kissing her in the entertainment district
âOh, welcome home, dear! Now, do you mind telling me about your second wife? Or am i the second wife?â
Muzanâs response is silence at first. That being the dead giveaway.
Youâre honestly just confused, like he already has you?? Why does he need to have this lil side hoe??
Deep down, youâre honestly hurt but you do a pretty damn good job at covering it up with that sarcastic smile of yours.
Meanwhile, Muzan denies it.
This only adds more fuel to the fire.
LIKE YOU CAN FEEL YOIR BLOOD BOILING.
No way he just lied to your face.
I mean, yeah, Muzan is a malicious demon at the end of the day so of course his interpretation on the human population is going to be fucked up on so many levels.
Thinks all humans are naive and incredibly stupid.
Besides you of course.
But the man isnât a brainless amateur either he knows youâre different from the rest. Another reason why he actually has romantic feelings towards you.
Anyway, since youâre a girl boss, you obviously call him out on his bullshit lies and it provokes full blown fight between yâall.
You try to fight back tears, all these feelings are too much for you to bare.
Youâre honestly crying because of how damn frustrating it is.
Itâs also important to add Muzan has never witnessed you cry.
Feels guilty now but doesnât dare to express it.
You manage to soothe your nerves down and continuously debunk the situation.
In the end, you have him backed up into a corner.
Then you proceed to reveal how you found out.
Muzan realizes that he can no longer escape this situation nor lie to you any longer.
Admitting his defeat, he confesses how he obtains a fake wife but doesnât even feel anything towards her.
Muzan reassures you that he only has eyes for you, only feels these feelings towards you, assures you that he and his fake wife have nothing serious and that he only uses her to blend in with humanity.
You hear him out, listening to his explanation but then ask why he couldnât just use you to blend in??
His response is that he desires to keep you safe and secured, if the slayers knew you were his weak point theyâd definitely kill you so there is his explanation for cheating.
Bro just doesnât want to lose you. Witnessing your murder would be his demise.
You calm down entirely, however, you arenât 100% okay with him having a fake wife.
So you just give him an out.
Like, âitâs either her or meâ you express in a very sharp tone to show how serious you are about this.
Of course he chooses you, after all, he always would.
Dislikes how you posses this much control over him. Your dominate nature doesnât sit right with him.
But kudos to you!! He murdered divorced said wife and now there are no more issues. But you still are upset with him even awhile after that. Yeah, you arenât going to move past it too quickly and because heâs such a manipulative narcissist your guard is always up around him.
But i mean who can blame you? Youâre dating the demon king after all.
THIS WAS LOW-KEY ENJOYABLE TO WRITE!? i hope it meets your expectations and i hope this made sense! Iâm working on multiple requests right now but this one was easier and faster to write due to it only being one character.
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Batboys watching anime with reader
You know my ass went FULL ON LOCK MODE with Tim. I went crazy- đ
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Batbros watching anime with you
Dick Grayson
Heâs watched a few 90s anime before, more the basic ones like One Piece and PokĂ©mon, and he probably still watches them to this day. Boy has old CDs he has and you should probably try finding a Blue Ray (or use his if he can have Tim help fix it because itâs good as dead đ) because heâs popping in every CD of old animeâs he have lying about.
âWow, I didnât know I had cowboy bebop! Or Slam Dunk!â He got a few rare gems, which makes it all the more fun to sit down on the couch under a blanket as you huddle and watch the nostalgic 90s anime shows together while eating popcorn.
He doesnât mind watching new, modern day animes, just be prepared for when you two watch sad anime shows because he will sob like itâs the end of the world.
âNO, WHY WOULD KAORI DIE LIKE THIS?? AND SHE LOVES ARIMA- OH MY GOD IM SOââsobs even more. He gets emotional while watching them because itâs so sad that itâs sO GOOD-
Loves dancing to those danceable anime music with you. He goes ALL. OUT. He even sings all of it in Japanese like wow-
I would love to hear him sing Cruel Angelâs Thesis in his Discowing suit and with goth makeup on it because it âsets the moodâ, PLEASE-
Overall, great time watching with Dick. <3
Jason Todd
You expect someone like him to like Chainsaw Man, Trigun or something like those grunge-y, guns and knives animes, right? I mean, he does, but only with you and ONLY with you will he let his inner Magical Girl enthusiast ass shine. Because he LOVES Magical Girl animes. Thatâs probably the reason and one point of time why he wore red ribbons around his arms, he wanted that Sailor Moon experience and Tim mightâve just teased him about that era without knowing his love for Magical Girl animes and Jason mightâve flipped and freaked the fuck out and started chasing him down the manor.
Jason watches Sailor Moon, Madoka when he feels edgier than usual, Cardcaptor Sakura, every Precure series, Tokyo Mew Mew, man has all these shows somehow. He swears they werenât through illegal means and he just worked very hard to gather all of them. He also might be a shoujo anime fan because if he loves Jane Austen books, you bet his ass would be reading Fruits Basket, Maid Sama or something because of course he would.
Also a Studio Ghibli fan, although watching the Tale of Princess Kaguya might make him feel too much, especially getting pissed off with the dad who forces his daughter into a wealthy life without her input and- yeah, you gotta calm him down as he cries bitterly and sourly with a pout on his face.
The two of you can go on and on about debating about unclear endings of animes all day long. You know the âAND SHE WAS A PRINCESSâ video? Thatâs Jason.
Great man to watch anime with, and heâll gladly be your Tuxedo Mask to your Sailor Moon (and not the âBut you did nothing meme- or the other way around- he donât mind being the Usagi-). <3
Tim Drake
Iâm very convinced this man got into his whole detective shit because he watched Detective Conan and honestly I canât blame him. Tim has probably the largest vessel of anime knowledge out of all of them. He doesnât really have a specific genre he likes but heâs pretty fond of old 90s and 80s animes. He can explain the whole lore of One Piece, Fairytale, PokĂ©mon like Jesus Tim, calm down- đ
I can see him watching Neon Genesis Evangelion, Serial Experiments Lain or Key the Metal Doll because he likes that little bit of horror nature and mystery and thriller in his animes although he really doesnât mind watching Haikyuu all over again if you want to.
Might introduce you to underrated and/or old animes like Revolutionary Girl Utena, Nadia the Secrets of Blue Water, every Studio Ghibli movie, those kinds of animes that give off the really pretty and aesthetic old anime animations that is just so pretty to watch and with really good storylines that both of you can cuddle on a couch together and watch. I bet he even watches anime with you even before you two got together, so you guys pretty much have âwatching anime togetherâ as part of the foundation of your relationship. Owns so much manga that you canât even count, too.
Just⊠donât make him watch those really slow burn, comedy love animes, specifically Love War. Not that he donât like romance animes, he watches Ouran High School Host Club and Your Name, trust me, but Love War? He is going absolutely insane because of it.
âOH MY GOD- PLEASE JUST KISS ALREADY. ME AND S/O ARE ALREADY TOGETHER FIVE MONTHS AGO ANF YOU TWO ARE STILL TOO PROUD TO ADMIT YOU LOVE EACH OTHER WHILE BLUSHING- JUST KISS ALREADY-â <3
Damian Wayne
Damian likes anime. Would 100% go to an anime convention with you as a date if youâre up for it. He doesnât mind (surprisingly- just for you only-).
He doesnât necessarily like showmen animes although he has enjoyed a few, but he really loves slice of life, I feel. It just feels like he wants to put himself in a normal life and with a tad bit of drama in it like what the characters go through. The touching ones like Hyouka or Natsumeâs Book of Friends.
Also animal related anime maybe except Beastars because he didnât understand shit-?? He calls that peak anime. Aggretsuko, Chiâs Sweet Home and My Roommate is a Cat?? Damian loves this shit, he watches it intently with his arm around you. Even if he doesnât smile, you know he loves it by the way his eyes sparkle.
Just donât tell his brothers. He will seriously feel betrayed if you do so because he only watches these kinds of shows with you: the cute animal ones that are actually wholesome and/or funny.
The whole family is into Studio Ghibli, and he is no exception. He feels like itâs the best kinds of anime to watch with you when you guys just want to turn in for the day and huddle up on the couch. Itâs one of the rare times he relaxes and softens and heâs glad to have quality time with you. <3
Duke Thomas
He likes anime! Studio Ghibli is definitely a favourite of his and he would gladly watch it together with you! He also love a fair bit of Shounen animes, the more popular ones like Jujutsu Kaisen, One Piece, Haikyuu, or Spy x Family. He likes them a lot!
A big fan of romance animes too: Ouran High School Host Club and The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya (if you two are in the mood to huddle on the couch together and cry).
Duke doesnât mind any kind of anime so long as it doesnât have too much horror or gore like⊠Higurashi. He gets chills when that anime is mentioned. D-Donât watch it for your own sake if you donât know. And if you do, avoid it with him at all cost because he will.
Duke also like singing some good anime songs with you and you guys can go crazy and dance around, just not as dramatic as Dick.
He would be super excited to spend a date with you watching shounen anime movies like from Jujutsu Kaisen and he would be so hype to spend time with you being a fanboy while also sharing that romantic air for the shared love of anime between you two and the love that you two share, although that love is far stronger. <3
Reblogs help! ^^
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would you be willing to do a sad nat one shot? sorry I just need to feel something đ
Punishment
Natasha Romanoff x reader
Summary: you are dead (sorry) and nat has to live with that đ (most of this takes place inside of a dream hopefully itâs not too confusing)
Word Count: 1.2k
Warnings: death,, referenced torture
Authorâs Note: sorry this is on the shorter side! tysm for requesting âșïž i also use fanfiction to feel so hopefully itâs sad enough for you
Itâs a nightmare, like always. Youâre there, like always.
âNat!â your voice rings out, light and sweet in the hazy morning light, and Natasha rolls over, burying her face in your side of the bed. Itâs still warm. âNat!â
âFive more minutes,â she grumbles back.
Your footsteps come to a stop next to the bed. âI made cinnamon rolls, you know.â
Natasha smiles to herself. It all feels so, so real. The sheets smell like your lotion, and the sun is pale through the curtains, just like it always is in winter. How it was the last winter you were with her.
You poke her shoulder. âArenât you supposed to be a superspy? Get up.â
âIâm off the clock,â she says, sitting up anyways. The glimmer in your eyes looks so real. Her lungs tighten at that, and she wraps her arms around your waist, hugging you tight.
You laugh and run your fingers through her hair. âMissed me that much, huh?â
She closes her eyes and sinks deeper into you, praying as hard as she ever has. Begging for just one more life with you. She remembers how to breathe again as you scratch her scalp gently and lean into her embrace, and she inhales you again.
After far too little time passes, you rest your hands on her shoulders. âCome on, baby. Theyâre gonna get cold.â
She lets you lead her out of the bedroom, hands intertwined. The apartment looks just how you left it. Because itâs so easy to, she slips back into routine. Like youâre there every day when she wakes up. She tugs open the blinds over the sink and waters the plants on the windowsill; you pour two cups of coffee. You sit down at the table together like itâs any old Saturday.
âWhatâs with you today?â you ask with a slight smile, immediately pulling a cinnamon roll from the pan.
âMe?â Natasha replies.
âNo, the milkman.â
She grins, shaking her head. âSorry. I donât know, Iâm just out of it.â
âWell, youâre not too out of it to talk crossword, right?â
God, she had forgotten about that. Youâve been on a crossword kick lately, though you heavily rely on Natashaâs knowledge bank of language and policy and science. Really, you mostly cover the pop culture clues. âNever.â
You spread the newspaper out between the both of you and drop a pencil in front of her. âIâll start with down, youâll start with across?â
âYes, maâam.â
You scribble down some answers, eyebrows furrowed.
Natasha stands up for a moment, just to get the cream, but when she turns back around sheâs not in the kitchen anymore. Sheâs strapped to that chair, staring at you in that cell. Your eyes are bloodshot. The dreams always wind up here, no matter how innocently they start, and Natashaâs stomach churns.
âNat,â you croak, and her heart shatters for the millionth time.
She thrashes against her restraints, but they must be made of fucking vibranium because they cut into her wrists without budging. She doesnât have any tricks up her sleeve â sheâs in her pajamas, for Godâs sake. No widowâs bite or portable EMP. Not even a way to signal Clint.
âNat, please,â you beg, your voice as raw as the bruises on your face.
âIâm going to-â she says, struggling against the restraints again. âIâm going to get you out.â
But of course, she canât. She might as well be a bronze statue in that chair. Theyâre going to make her watch you die again.
She racks her brain for as long as she can, fights the excruciating dejĂĄ vu. Maybe something will be different this time. Maybe she can get someoneâs attention, some lackey she can convince to let her out. Sheâll murder them all, then. Murder them and take you home.
A vent catches her eye, in the corner of your cell. You donât have much at your disposal, but thereâs a food tray on the floor that might work. She has to say your name three times before you recognize it.
âWhat?â you ask suddenly, eyes wide.
âI need you to try something, okay?â
Youâre weak. Youâve been there for days at the minimum, been under intense interrogation lights and an array of torture methods. Natasha was the one trained for that, not you. âI donât knowâŠâ
âPlease.â
You swallow iron-tinged spit.
âCan you break that in half?â Natasha whispers, flicking her eyes to the tray. She doesnât remember if youâre under surveillance or not. She figures you must be.
Your hands shake as you reach for it. It must be tin, thatâs how flimsy and light it is, but you know you donât have the strength to break it by hand. That ship sailed about three gut punches ago. Youâd vomited out everything but your will to live, though that was fading fast too.
âUse your legs,â Natasha hisses like she can read your mind. âStick it under something, get leverage.â
The sight of you stumbling to the bunk sends fire up her throat. Sheâs going to burn them all alive.
You wedge the tray under one of the bunkâs legs and pull up on the other side before stepping down on it as hard as you can. All it does is fold in half.
âFuck,â Natasha mutters. âCan you rip it? With your teeth or something?â
Youâre pretty sure your teeth would fall out if you so much as bite an apple, so you drive the tray down on the sharpest edge you can find: the corner of the tiny sink. Later, Natasha will think about how strange it was that the cell had so many amenities. Sheâll come up with triple the ways to escape. All too late.
The corner pierces it, and you claw at the hole until the tray is split in half. It slices your fingers in more places than you can count.
âUse it on the vent,â Natasha says. Despite herself, she feels an ember of hope in her chest. Youâd never gotten this close before. She can barely watch as you balance on top of the sink, trying to shove the sharp little metal sheet into the seam between the vent and wall. Itâs slippery with blood.
A door in the cell she hadnât even noticed swings open. A man in black storms in. Before she can get a word out, he grabs you, throws you to the ground.
Natasha recoils, forcing her eyes back open as quickly as possible. He kicks you, over and over, and you cry for mercy.
Her restraints seem to tighten. They cut off her circulation, so that not even dislocating her wrists would let her save you. Sheâs absolutely helpless. You sob and curl into yourself, and sheâs sure sheâs never felt such anguish before. But she has, and she certainly will again.
Her eyes shoot open to dark ceiling. Sheâs in the living room, using the couch like a cot. She still hasnât brought herself to touch the bed you made. She probably never will.
She drags herself to her feet and shuffles to the kitchen counter, turning on the electric kettle. Only chamomile helps her breathe now.
All those people sheâd managed to kill. All those missions sheâd executed to perfection, for the Red Room and HYDRA and Fury. All of the people caught in the crossfire of her tunnel vision. And yet, in the single most important moment of her life, she had failed. Failed.
She figures it couldâve been karma. A cosmic punishment for the arrogance of trying to wipe her slate clean. With that much sin to atone for, she shouldnât be able to live happily. Thatâs what the universe seems to think, at least.
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GHOST X GEN Z + GN!READER
A/N: Hiii first fanfic on tumblr kinda nervousđŁ I'm not going to take request just yet this is all for my cravingsđđđ I'd love if you teach me scottish slang too!
Pairing: (mainly) Ghost x gn!reader || slight Task Force 141 x gn!reader
C/W: Strong language, age gap, fluff, kinda suggestive flirts, Ghost being a boomer, dark humor, no use of Y/N, your call sign is 'Spring' (the metal one), teasing, not in the same timeline as the game, they simping hard for each other
T/W: unhealthy habits (skin peeling around the nails etc)
(Don't mind the song I just listen to it while writing)
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Your life was dull, nothing seems to made you excited anymore. Don't get you wrong, you have an okay childhood, even though you had force yourself to grow up at some point but you didn't mind all that much.
Not like you ever did, you're that 'nice' kid that let people borrow their belongings and seems to don't hold grudges.
But in truth, you weren't that nice. No, you did hold grudges, the only reason you didn't say anything was because you knew that it'll be pointless to argue and you just over all wasn't a social kid.
When you finally hit off to high school, you instantly realized that it'll be hell.
And you weren't wrong.
You were one of those alt kids that wear band shirts and heavy eyeliners. Admittedly it was kind of fun.. But the bullying just drove you to the edge.
But those were memories in the past.
You're 23 now, fidgeting your fingers and scraping the dead skins on your nails, standing next to a woman with dirty blonde short hair.
Her icy blue eyes stare right ahead of you both. She had introduced herself earlier, her name is Kate Laswell.
You both were waiting for some dude to show up, apparently he's supposed to come and get you so you can officially be in his little group.
After what feels like years, a man finally make his way to you, or more likely, Laswell.
â "Price."
Laswell said, turning towards the man, you took a step behind Laswell, hiding yourself from the taller male.
â "Laswell."
The man greeted, before continue.
â "And where is this rookie?"
'Price' ask, his eyes scanning the room. Laswell scoff and give your back a harsh pat, making you step out of her shadow.
â "Price, this is Spring."
â "What."
Price look at you and back at Laswell, clearly hoping this was some sorts of joke.
Unluckily, Laswell eyes tell the truth.
â "For fuck sake, that's literally an INFANT! "
Price exclaim, gesturing towards you while keeping his eyes on Laswell.
You held yourself back from rolling your eyes, keeping your composure.
â "Where the fuck is your manners? You either take them or have troubles missing a skilled hacker."
Laswell snaps, glaring at Price.
The corner of your lips tug up at that, feeling happy and flustered.
Price groans and turns to you, looking at you up and down, judging you hard.
â "Oh my fuckin.. You know I can't just put a baby with the toddlers, the big boys can be mean sometimes."
â "The baby are the meanest, trust me."
Laswell sigh out, pushing you towards the captain.
Price sigh in defeat, before just nod at Laswell.
â "I'll take them"
He grumble before mentioning you to go outside, which you obeyed.
When you made it outside you wait for the captain, which come after you after a few moment.
He gesture to the car and you sat on the backseat.
He quirk a brow up but didn't question it.
The way to your new base felt like forever, especially when none of you decide to talk. So being you, you hums to yourself to MCR.
You were into your own little world and didn't noticed how Price glance at the mirror sometimes to look at you.
He didn't speak of course, just silently observing and quite enjoy this rather than painful silence.
After quite some time the car park at an unfamiliar base, well to you anyways.
You scrambled out the car and went back to fidgeting your fingers, scrapping and peeling off the skin around the nail etc.
Price glance at you and pat your shoulder, a quiet sign for you to follow.
You follow without hesitation, stuffing your hands in your camo pants pocket and let your eyes wander around the place, taking mental notes on which path leads to where since you figured you'll be staying here for awhile.
Each steps you take only make your excitement grows, something that you haven't felt this strong for ages.
Your eyes sparkle with wonders like a child again and you have a great feeling about this, despite your captain bad first impression.
You both walk into a room and the captain told you that your team would be meeting you when they arrive, so you sit on the small locker and swinging your legs, feeling nervous.
You didn't let your mind wandered for too long when the door swing open and 3 men walks in.
And good grief.
They were huge. And you didn't mean it in the dirty way.
Like literally. Especially the one in the back. Despite being behind the two other men you can clearly tell that he's the tallest and the biggest, his skull mask stands out as his eyes stare right into you, you feel absolutely fucking naked under them.
Price motion for you to get down and as you hop down you could almost feel your knees gave up.
â "Hello sailor.."
You mumbled, eyes glued to the tallest man in the room. You could tell that he's about 6'2" and a half.
Luckily Price didn't heard what you just mumbled and continue on introducing you to the team.
You smile cheapishly at all of them, deciding that it was enough eye candy.
â "Aye Rookie?"
A man with faux haircut call you, whom recently introduced himself as Soap wink at you playfully.
â "Name's Spring, sir."
You said, winking back, returning the energy.
â "What's with the name?"
Gaz ask, patting your back.
â "I can do em big jump, sir!"
You exclaim proudly.
Gaz look at you with mischief in his eyes, despite being older you can already tell this guy means good trouble.
Soap, who's probably the closest to your age sling his arm over your shoulder.
â "How 'bout yer show us hm?"
He said, letting his arm fall from your shoulder.
You nod and looking around, looking for a perfect thing you can jump on.
Before it lands on one and only Lieutenant.
Soap immediately notice and give you an unsure stare, knowing how Ghost hate physical touches.
â "Lieutenant?"
You call out, a fuzzy feeling form on your stomach.
And it explode into thousands butterflies when his eyes snaps to you, before they turns gentle.
It may look like he's glaring down at you but you both know that if you look close enough, you'd see the soft, gentleness in it. As if he's being careful to not scare you away. Or maybe it's your imagination.
You sure hope it's fucking not.
Ghost couldn't even believe it. He doesn't believe in this whole love at first sight deal. Just ridiculous.
And ironic isn't it, Lieutenant?
He wasn't listening to your chit chats before so when a soft voice calls out for him he was surprised.
And he craves more of your voice. He wanna hear you say his name.
And god you're so tiny standing in front of him.
You look so.. So fragile to him.
â "Uhm.. Sir?"
You call out again, slowly placing a hand on his arm, fucking desperate to get his attention back.
You definitely awoken something in him with that.
And you knew it when you can feel him tense up.
Ghost focus back on you again, nodding for you to do whatever you want.
Soap and Gaz was FLABBERGASTED.
L.T being soft? Man they whish they could record this right now.
But that'll be a dead wish.
You jog behind him, before running up to him and jump high. And holy shit.
You didn't lie.
You could almost jump over him.
But you didn't since there wasn't enough space, instead you land on his shoulder.
You would be concern for the neck you could broke but you weren't in your gears so you weren't heavy.
You cheers when you land on him, almost sending him to the floor.
He pause. Unsure how to feel.
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thinking about an alternate season 7 wherein instead of every potential slayer being hunted and then activated, every past slayer gets brought back to life. I donât really like post-chosen content anyway, but when I do read / look at it the whole slayer academy, everyoneâs a slayer thing is really stupid to me ngl đ
previous slayers, though⊠nikki wood and xin rong interacting with spike, actually finding out about the slayer before buffy, slayers with different backgrounds and situations and personalities, KENDRA?! I just love it so much.
youâd be able to focus on a relatively small cast of slayers, much like the potentials, throughout the season. this would include buffy, faith, kendra, nikki, and some other american slayers from varying time periods with a couple interesting international characters too (maybe a slayer from ancient greece / rome / egypt, or an anglo-saxon one or something). these are all experienced slayers, so no need to focus on training - it would be more about lore, history and their personal character journeys, assimilating them into society (creating some fun bottle episodes, maybe a day out on the town with dawn and a historical slayer) and trying to figure out why they were all brought back. also, if you want to keep the first as the main villain, then it can look like any one of them because theyâre all technically dead, which means you can still have that episode with the dead potential revealing herself as the first and all the mistrust thatâs threaded throughout the season.
plus with nikki back, there would be no need for the stupid sleeper agent thing with spike or the ridiculous fight between him and robin. all the same ideas (and the flashbacks to spikeâs mum) could still be explored, and in a way better way imo.
I reckon the reason they were brought back would probably be the powers that be (tying nicely into angel ofc) trying to defeat the first. and of course the ending would be this huge battle, as all the slayers from around the world come to sunnydale, and maybe to add some drama they would all disappear and die again when the battleâs done as they have fulfilled their purpose (a classic finale knife to the heart that would have everyone sobbing, especially over nikki and kendra).
thereâs also the added thing of like,, I appreciate the show was leaning towards a theme of âhope for the futureâ with the potentials angle, but literally every other aspect of the season is about harkening back to the past. faith, robin, the first taking the form of previous characters, the high school, the slayer origins, etc etc. so I just think this idea would work so much better with the themes of the season, and tie in really nicely.
and the most obvious perk of this concept is kendra! she was forgotten about so quickly, and this season would really give the writers a chance to redeem themselves for the terrible way poc characters have been treated throughout the show (ignoring what they did to robin. FUCK that but thatâs another conversation). I think the show really downplayed how much kendraâs death would have affected buffy, and seeing the two of them interact after buffy has changed so much and kendraâs still the same would be amazing. thereâs also the interesting concept that, having been brought back from the dead, kendra still be 17, and therefore closer in age to dawn than to buffy, which could make for some really nice interactions between the two of them. also of course the biggest most exciting thing is having buffy, faith and kendra all interact. they all represent places on a spectrum in terms of personality, and I would LOVE to see kendra and faith interact and how much of a unit they would likely become as a trio.
thereâs also the theme of buffy feeling (and being) alone in this season that would hopefully go away, as she would now have dozens of people who truly understand her, giving her a proper support system which I would love to see (season 7 scoobies can actually eat shit btw <3)
so. was this born out of my hatred for insufferable kennedy and the annoying potentials? yes absolutely. do I now want them to rewrite and re-film the entire last season 20 years later? yes absolutely Iâm so glad you understand
side note wouldnât it be sick if in the final battle thereâs just this one slo-mo shot where buffy stakes a vamp and through the dust she sees the first slayer looking at her from across the battlefield before she disappears amongst the fight. WHAT it would literally be awesome hello?!
also also other side note sorry but Mother(TM) nikki wood would NEVER kick buffy out of her own house. fuck them kids fr
#btvs#buffy the vampire slayer#btvs season 7#buffy season 7#btvs s7#nikki wood#robin wood#kendra young#faith lehane#buffy summers#dawn summers#btvs spike#the first#the first evil#btvs meta#buffyverse meta
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ALL I WANT - JJK | five
after distancing yourself from jungkook because of the indirect confession you made, you never realised how much youâd miss him, and what better way to show him that than through the phone?
pairing â jungkook x female reader
genre â fluff, smut
word count â 10.5k
chapter warnings/tags â bestfriends2lovers!au, fuckboy!jk, textbooknerd!reader, dom!jk, sub!reader, joon is a drug dealer, tae is a junkie, vmin sideship, soft shower scene, indirect confession, lots of touching, jk is so oblivious, late night texting, jk loves your glasses, explicit content, sexting, mutual masturbation, exchanging of illicit photos, exchanging of illicit videos, teasing, male masturbation, female masturbation, fingering, dirty talk, praise, so much cum +more.
a/n: this is LONG overdue, but the loml loma @velvetwicebang shouldâve been recognised earlier when posting this series for her everworking writing skills and input (especially for jungkookâs pov of things) so pls show her all the love đ„č i swear she doesnât bite âčïžđ«¶
also, apologies for the inactivity, your girl was dying in a&e with a cyst (itâs still there) and is now on indefinite sick leave from work đđ
part one | part two | part three | part four | part five
Oh.
So maybe Jungkook didnât have a valid reason to narrow his eyes once you left him alone after heâd mustered up the energy to sit up on the bed, pouting to himself after he was turned away in the midst of tossing his leg over the edge of the mattress, about to boldly follow your footsteps into the shower until he heard the lock click.
âWha..â Confusion spilling from his doe eyes, he stopped dead in his tracks and ruffled the back of his fluffy bed hair, staring at the door with his brows slightly furrowed as he made out the sound of the shower from outside the connected bathroom, âWhatever, fuck you.â The man raised his voice to shout the following, already knowing that you wouldnât be able to hear him, âNot like I also wanted to shower or anything!â
Jungkook was clearly pouting and heâd rather get a hundred carpet burns than let you see that side of him no matter how much it bothered him, so the man âbrushed it offâ and scooted his bare ass further up the bed, stopping when his back met the wooden headboard behind him.
He figured this would be the perfect time to catch up on his texts, now that you decided to leave him completely alone. (It wasnât even that big of a deal, honestly, yet the sulking man seemed awfully desperate to look for other ways to distract his brain from thinking about it, naturally tapping on his and the guysâ groupchat).
He always prepared himself for the most chaotic situations, just a few weeks ago the chat went crazy bickering over who would pay for Hoseokâs bail money after the latter got drunk off his ass, and funnily enough, the week before that one Hobi sent a long ass text declaring he decided to stop drinking.
Just like that, out of nowhere.
Of course, no one believed him.
Unlike those times, this morningâs topic of conversation seemed to beâŠnormal, which was rare.
namjoon added âchimâ to the chat!
chim: hey guys! đ
yoongi: holy fuck heâs alive
hoeseok: whođ jimin or joon?
yoongi: damn both of emđđđ just 30 mins alone w you canât be easy
hoeseok: fuck u.
namjoon: we all know you want to dude, but heâs happily taken remember??
hoeseok: iâm gonna kick myself out this gc đ
u guys need to chillllll
jin: just like how jungkook chilled w y/n in your bed last night đđ
yoongi: bro đđđđ
hoeseok: nah bc iâm actually still pissed that fucker offered to buy me a new bed set under 50 bucks????? what world does he live in
namjoon: đđ okay wheres tae? he has to know where jungkookâs at
jin: heâs probably at y/nâs place but thereâs also a possibility that he ran back to his dorm like a pussy
namjoon: taetae
TAEEEEEE
namjoon: tae answer or no more hard drugs for you to get addicted to đ your choice
yoongi: dude shut up the guyâs probably still sleeping
jin: tae did you call a chick over after i dropped you off last night?
hoeseok: i wouldnât blame him
he was babysitting joon most of the night, he had no chance to shoot his shot
tae: fuk no
i dropped dead on the couch as soon as i got home
yoongi: so jungkook didnât come home last night?
Taehyung chewed on his bottom lip from his bedroom, hesitating on whether he should throw his best friend under the bus just to save himself from any more unsolicited revelations in front of new interest Jimin, or suck it up like a man.
tae: no, heâs still at y/nâs
jin: I FUCKING CALLED IT
jeon: DUDE
Jungkook was never gonna hear the end of it. The guys already teased the hell out of him because of you, and now that he actually fucked you, he would never live it down.
jeon: iâm never covering for ur ass again đ
yoongi: âŠ.u guys are such best friends itâs disgusting
namjoon: mf have you been lurking all along
jin: he probably has đ
hoeseok: PUSSY
jeon: oh fuck off hyung i get more play than you
Maybe that was a little too far, but Jungkook was sticky and sweaty and your bedroom was hot as shit. A nice shower wouldâve sufficed.
jeon: respectfully. sorry. ily. pick out a new bed set xoxo.
yoongi: DAMN đđ
namjoon: ...
jin: đââïž me bowing bc i taught him well
hoeseok: make it a $100 bed set đ
jeon: ur crazy if u think i have $100 on me
but deal đ€
After thatâd been set in stone, readying for his pockets to hurt, Jungkook carelessly tossed his phone aside and combed one hand through his oily hair, on his feet and on his way to invite himself into the shower with you.
You wouldnât mind, right?
Itâd only been 5 minutes since you stepped into the shower, just standing under the shower head and letting the steaming hot water run down your body.
What if he left?
No, he wouldnât leave again.
But what if he did?
The thought left an unsettling feeling in your stomach and you had this sudden urge to hit pause on your shower and check he was still there, lying naked on your bed, but you held yourself back. Caring this much was not a good sign.
âOpen up,â Jungkook annoyingly rattled on the doorknob with his forehead pressed against the door, unknowingly soothing your anxiety while acting like a needy child, not once stopping his tugging and turning on the metal knob. âLet me innnn!â
Alright, now he was fucking with you, grinning whilst waiting to meet you face to face.
The constant rattling of the doorknob startled you, but Jungkookâs whiny voice was one you could always recognise, even if he was faking it. At least he didnât go home, so that was a win for you.
You stopped massaging your scalp, bits of bubbles following your every move as you stepped out of the shower, leaving the water to run. The bathrobe that was hanging behind the door was now draped over your body to cover your front, now holding onto the doorknob and fighting off the hopefulness in your eyes.
âGod, I thought someone was breaking in,â you sigh, holding the bathrobe tightly to your chest. âWhat do you need, Kook?â You try to sound as unamused as you could spotting the stupidly attractive grin on his face, yet the sight of him from the neck down played as a distraction.
âWhat does it look like I need? A goddamn shower.â
Jungkook was right about a shower. Things got so messy and he was walking around the dorm with his dick out, he probably made more mess for you to clean up.
Pushing past your dumbfounded self, Jungkook didnât question why you were covering yourself up after what you both just did, but he figured heâd get to see you naked soon enough if you were about to shower together.
Like regular friends did, of course.
âWhat are you waiting for?â The man turned to look over his shoulder after stepping under the lukewarm stream of water, staring at you past the wet hair that fell over his eyes, âJoin me.â
You stared back at him, mouth slightly ajar as your eyes dipped a little too low and met with droplets of water rushing between every crevice of his abs. He had no right looking like a nude model right now
âRightâŠâ you mentally rolled your eyes and let out a huff, pulling the bathrobe off your body, but you felt a little exposed; more focused on the fact that now neither of you were exactly âin the moment.â
The bathrobe pooled at your ankles and you parted ways from it, hesitantly climbing in and standing in front of the much larger male so you could also snag some of the water from the shower head. Jungkook had an advantage, being much bigger and taller, most of the water would land on his shoulders and just bounce off, ignoring your presence.
Being this close to him once again; your soaked back pressing against his built chest and practically sticking to him, you felt the urge to apologise because there was absolutely no way you were doing this on purpose. âSorry, itâs a little tight in here,â you speak up, glancing back at him over your shoulder and making sure you werenât making him uncomfortable, yet your apology was useless; you were still unknowingly, pressing up against him.
The part of Jungkook that didnât always think with his dick found your newborn shyness awfully endearing.
âIt was a pattern,â heâd noticed, âafter weâre done fucking, she suddenly gets real shy, even avoids looking into my eyes as if she wasnât just batting her eyelashes up at me minutes agoâ.
Sometimes he wished to dive into your mind without any sort of heads up, just him as he came, pocketing a handful of your thoughts and knowledge for himself along the way (maybe then heâd actually know what went on in your head during moments like these, where all that spoke was the running water as it caressed his naked body and shunned yours).
âYou donât have to apologize, dummy,â Jungkook shook his head, although you couldnât see him, taking a minute to expand his eyes down your unblemished back, not exclusively sexual, but heavily aware of how he was practically hogging the shower all to himself.
âHere,â with both hands clasped over your shoulders, Jungkook stepped back and let you take over his spot, brushing his wet hair away from his forehead and running a hand down his face to get rid of any water droplets.
Grabbing a bottle of soap he found on the side, Jeon thought about washing himself but changed his mind upon realising there was someone else that could do it for him.
You.
Maybe this would help you get over your timidness, and in all honesty, Jungkook felt a little out of place for being so casual and nonchalant about all of this..
âYo, shower hogger,â the taller tapped your shoulder with his index finger, waiting until you turned around to raise his brows and glance down at his body expectantly, extending the bottle of soap out towards you, âIâm just so tired, help me wash?â He felt like he was quoting the beginning scene of a porno, and Jungkook knew that you knew that he was exaggerating.
You looked up at Jungkook with an âare you seriousâ kind of expression, raising a brow at him as if he was crazy. âYouâre tired? Please,â you shook your head. If anything, you should be the one thatâs tired, especially after that mind-blowing head session you have him, but still, you gave into the big man, grabbing the bottle of berry scented soap from his grasp and squeezing a generous amount onto your palms.
âSince when did you need help taking showers? Last time I checked, babies needed that.â you lather the soap in your hands, rubbing them together to create more bubbles before taking a step back and looking the man up and down, deciding where the hell to even start. âYouâre a big baby, arenât you, Jeon?â you tease, finally deciding to set your palms flat on his chest as you kept your eyes trained on him, very much mocking him with just your eyes.
Jungkook was definitely not built like a big baby, but there were times where heâd do the most endearing things that made you wanna squeeze his cheeks and gauge out his doe eyes. Like, when youâd upset him over little things, heâd sit around pretending he wasnât upset but you would clearly see the pout on his face, with the added crossing his arms over his chest (exactly like a child).
You grabbed onto his bicep, pulling his body closer to yours a little and snaking his arm around your waist just to keep a secure hold on you so you both could catch some of the water running up above. You wondered about your next move. It seemed a little unusual, massaging his chest under the shower, but then again, youâd already done far from appropriate things; including sweaty bodies, someoneâs tears, and a shitload of cum.
Despite all that, you gently caressed the damp skin of his chest, awfully slow and counting each tiny little bubble bursting against him. âLike this?â you prompt, gliding your fingers across his chest and the action itself left your own chest tingling.
This was next level intimate.
Jungkook hadnât said anything else after childishly puffing out a, âIâm not a babyâ with a comical roll of his smiling eyes, studying your face and changing expressions in comfortable silence whilst you roamed your hands over his soapy chest, the arm that curled around the you holding you securely with one palm pressed flat over the small of your back.
Fuck, Jungkook hoped you couldnât make out how fast his wild little heart was beating even behind all those bubbles. You couldnât⊠right? It would quite literally kill the man to try and explain himself out of that one becauseâ he didnât fucking know why his heart was running laps either!
He already worried enough that he made himself look dumb in front of his super smart best friend; he wanted you to think he had the brains of goddamn Einstein, like yourself, and looking for the right words to explain himself wasnât going to do him any justice.
Either way, Jungkook just knew it was nice having someone else wash him up⊠like a servant.
A pretty servant with great tits, at that.
âYeah..â Jeon finally breathed out another word, unaware that he was inching in towards your face quietly enough that you didnât catch on and stop your scrubbing, âJust like that.â
He had to uncomfortably tip his neck down a little to reach you, but when his parted lips were merely inches away from yours, Jungkook didnât waste any time and trapped you in a surprisingly slow moving kiss, raising one hand to cup the side of your face as his thumb traced over your cheekbones.
âHe kissed me first!â was all you could think about right now. And the kiss easily held a deeper meaning behind it, one that didnât scream âweâre kissing because of sexâ. Unless Jungkook thought exactly that..
Then that would be a lot of damage.
Were you hearing yourself right now? You felt pitiful; falling for him after fucking him and now you were head-over-heels for the man just because he kissed you first.
What were the chances of him deciding to settle down? And would Jungkook settle down with you? It was a question you never wanted to answer, or hear the answer to, because there were very high chances the answers to both those questions wouldnât benefit you. You did hold a tiny bit of hope, only the tiniest, that maybe, just maybe, Jungkook could be feeling the same way. His heart literally on the verge of bursting against your palm struck up a couple questions in your mind, but you easily dismissed them, using the water as an excuse to cover for him.
Yet, with all those doubts, you didnât hesitate to kiss him back. God knows you wanted to kiss him and he was merely doing you a favour by getting Jungkook to make the first move. It was unexpected, but thatâs what made it all the best.
When he did finally pull away after a full minute of tasting your soft lips, his tongue cheekily swiped over his bottom lip while still cupping your face in his big hands, looking into your eyes with that endearing smile that made your heart jump.
You stopped moving your hand, leaving it to rest again his chest whilst your free hand made home on top of his, your fingertips briefly brushing over your cheek as you intertwined your fingers, pulling his hand down to your chest.
Right over your beating heart.
âYou donât realise it, but you have my heart running laps,â you whisper softly, squeezing Jungkookâs hand and suddenly releasing him from your hold, doing your best to turn your back on him and bask under the warm water raining above.
Good idea, leave him confused with words.
Jungkook wasnât that stupid though, he was perceptive only when it seemed advantageous to him, which was something you picked up on over the years. Heâd be able to crack this one. Surely.
You groaned quietly to yourself, lulling your head back a little to have the water slip down your front, but you were too distracted by the warmth to notice your head falling back against his chest, your body relaxing as you released a soft breath.
Nothing outright witty or smart-assy slipped out his mouth during the shared, tender moment between you both; Jungkook acknowledged your words within his own mind, quietly, digesting whatever it was that that had the back of his neck and tips of his ears drowning red.
The man thought about yourâ âyou have my heart running lapsâ âfor quite a while now, a week to be exact, and sometimes itâd pop in his head at the most random times, it was lowkey starting to freak him out.
Wherever Jungkook was, so were you. Figuratively.
In his mind that was usually blank, you were there, present as always while prompting his heart to beat recklessly and his lungs to stutter whilst they filled with air, often catching him off guard.
Truthfully, Jeon had been too busy battling it out with noobs on Call of Duty, to really question what you meant that day. You werenât making it easy for him to talk to you either. You completely shut him out after the shower âincidentâ (which was approximately 2 days ago) and used the excuse of âI need to catch up on my assignmentsâ, to avoid him.
Obviously he didnât know that, but he wasnât suspicious either. It was normal for you to go radio silent for a couple days to focus on your studies, and Jungkook respected that. Normally heâd bug you, but not this time around.
Which was weird.
Even Taehyung found it odd, coming back home and finding Jungkook still playing his game. He was high as hell, but he knew something weird when he saw it.
Slumping against the empty space beside Jungkook, Taehyung carelessly throws his arm around the youngerâs muscly shoulders. âWhatâve you been up to, then? You been sitting on your ass this whole time?â he asks, eyeing the TV screen and seeing that he was currently in the game lobby, waiting to start a new match. âNo girls over tonight? Not even Y/N?â
Even though he was high, a part of him wanted things to set sail between you and his roommate.
âWere you too shy to call her? Or did she just reject you when you tried?â Taehyungâs assumptions werenât impossible. Heâd been around long enough to watch Jungkookâs countless invitations to hang out or get something to eat, get straight up rejected by you because you were too busy studying.
âAh, Y/N?â No use in brushing it off now.
Two days without seeing you or talking to you, felt like an eternity, but Jungkook was determined to stay quiet. Ever since you both hooked up for the first time, heâs mostly been the one to text or call to ask if he could come over and yâknow what, that is if Jeon excluded the times heâd just show up at your doorstep unannounced.
Point was.. he was waiting for you to need him, not the other way around like it often was.
Now, Jungkook wasnât expecting you to text him and blatantly say how much you needed him to come over and fuck you so good youâd forget about everything you studied (even if that would make him harder than anything else in the world), but even just an âi miss youâ or âiâm done studying, come overâ would make him drop anything and everything for you.
It was a new and weird feeling, thinking like this. He never waited around for a girl, even if he had a line of them waiting to get dicked down by him.
âIâm not shy, weâve just been busy doing our own thing.â He huffed out at Taeâs assumption, not daring to make any eye contact since being best friends with Taehyung since middle school meant the latter knew when he was bullshitting, always. It was weird as hell and even more impressive when Tae could point it out when he wasnât sober..
Jungkook was looking straight at Tae now with big eyes and his teeth busy nibbling at his lip, like he was caught red handed and it was too obvious that thatâs been something thatâd been on his mind for a while.
With a low groan, the younger ran both hands down his face and slid down the couch, muscly legs lazily spread as he leaned his head back on the headrest and remained silent. Until he didnât; Taehyung had a way of getting information out of him without barely saying a word. Something about his deadpan gazeâŠ
âI know sheâs not the type, but a text saying that she needs me- if you know what I mean, and not the other way around? Iâd give her my kid, man.â
That was a complete reach and even if Jungkook did chuckle a little at that, his feelings and everything else he said were true. The younger shrugged and played off those strong feelings, âItâs whatever, though. You probably felt the same way about a girl you hooked up with at some point in time, right?â
All Taehyung could think about was âwho the fuck possessed his roommate?â No, even better question; âwhy is a girl making his best friend feel like this?â In all the years Taehyung knew Jungkook, never had he ever seen the younger male care so much about a girl he fucked.
But⊠there was a difference. You werenât just any girl he fucked. You were Jungkookâs only girl friend that he fucked.
Given the history between you two, things obviously felt more fragile and more⊠intimate? At least thatâs what Taehyung thought. He wasnât even part of the relationship, but because of the younger being so new to experiencing such feelings, it was almost second nature for him to feel the same way (out of sympathy). âI donât know, dude⊠Iâve never felt like that, but you sound like youâre having withdrawal symptoms being without her for so long,â he shrugs, eyeing the male who looked like he was so far down the âIâm in love with her, but iâm gonna act like I donât careâ hole.
Taehyung couldâve easily lied and told Jungkook that it was normal for him to feel so attached to his girl friend, but who was he kidding? It wasnât normal to feel so attached unless you were deeply in love.
âYou sure youâre not⊠in love with her, dude?â he teases, ruffling Jungkookâs hair in the most brotherly way possible. He was only trying to scare the im younger male and make him overthink a little. âIâm kidding! Just stop being a pussy and go to her. Tell her what you want. Like, straight up. Iâm tellinâ you, girls dig that. Thereâs nothing girls want more than a guy being straight to the point.â
Jeon Jungkook was most definitely, most surely not in love with you. What even was love? He could think of a few examples..
His dad cutting off the crusts in his momâs sandwiches, Hoseok babysitting Namjoon, Mrs. Kim working hard to make sure her small, country-boy Tae went off to a nice college (and got away from his ego-filled dad. Jungkook met him a few times and he was an A class asshole).
Either way, the younger never really saw that kind of love for him. It all seemed unattainable and whatever Jungkook was feeling towards you, it couldnât have been love. Maybe lust, just in his own special way..
âIâm not in love with her, are you crazy?â Jeon sighed out loud and considered taking Taehyungâs advice for real, just maybe not at 12:30 in the morning.. âOkay, fine, but,â Jungkook turned his body to chuckle at the irony in his roommateâs words, âWhen have you ever been straight up with a girl, Tae? Was it when you asked her to give you that fresh hickey on your neck tonight?â
It was huge and Jungkook had been eyeing the red bruise just underneath Taehyungâs jaw for a few moments prior. âWas this before or after you went to meet up with Jimin because damn,â the younger was laughing now, inching to take a closer look at possibly the biggest hickey heâd ever seen, unaware it was Jimin who left those very marks.
As if he couldnât be any more skeptical than he already was, Taehyungâs palm was quick to smack against his neck, making himself wince in the process as he discreetly rubbed the bruised area and avoided all eye contact with Jungkook. His jaw tensed as he tried to stop himself from blushing. Remnants of tonightâs events were running through his mind, and he had to stop before his dick got hard again. But that seemed impossible. Jimin was just this ultra, superior, ethereal being with the superpowers to keep his dick hard and heart fluttering for days on end. âHey!â Taehyung scowls, smacking Jungkookâs head (not too hard) and pulling away from his susceptive gaze.
âFirstly, mind your own, secondly, I got bitten by a mosquito.â That was the lamest excuse in the book, but once again, this is where Jeonâs cluelessness played at his advantage. âJimin lives in this whole other area, like expensive apartments and neighbourhoods and shit. Thereâs palm trees everywhere, too so there were a lot of flies,â Taehyung explained; sounding as brief and unbothered as possible. In case Jungkook didnât believe him, he added, âSeriously, It felt like I was in another country when I arrived.â
Hopefully he played it off well. The man was pretty good at acting, especially when it came to promising girls heâd spend another night with them. It never happened.
âWhatever, man, turn the game off. I need the couch,â he yawns dramatically whilst stretching his arms above his head. âI canât feel my legs.â It was a natural occurrence for Taehyung to sleep on the couch after a night of non-stop drugs. He would quite commonly complain about not being able to feel his legs because theyâd be so numb, thus deeming him immobile until sober the next morning.
Taehyung executed the lame excuse perfectly, Jungkook completely brushed it off.. right after he finished tending to the minor concussion from his roommate.
Annoyed but kind, he ran off to the kitchen and paired an Ibuprofen with a tall glass of water to sit on the coffee table at an armâs reach for the other male to quench his fleeting sobriety with, taking his earned title of âbest friendâ extra seriously while throwing a spare blanket over Taeâs limp body on the couch, turning off the TV seconds later and going into his room.
Throwing himself to lie on his bed, the sudden urge to send you a text loomed over. He knew, he knew⊠he was supposed to let you reach out to him, but maybe you were just busy and forgot about him. Plus, waiting around was boring and nowhere near as exhilarating asâ
jungkook: you havenât forgotten about me yet? đ€
Was it super obvious you was avoiding Jungkook?
Maybe.
Whatâs the best way to avoid someone?
Drown yourself in your studies.
It was probably advantageous to you now, since studying was always the excuse you used to get yourself out of unwanted situations. And this wouldnât be a surprise to Jungkook. He had the shorter end of of the stick when it came to wanting to hang out, you would always reject his pleas.
This past week, you needed to âget back on your grindâ and all this faffing about with Jungkook left a lasting impact on your daily routine.
Every time you sat on your couch (which was often) youâre reminded of the very first night you both laid hands on each other. How could you forget? There was probably remnants of that night still burnt into your couch. Every time youâre sat at your desk, youâre reminded of the little note Jungkook left the following morning, apologising for leaving so early.
Hard to believe, your poor self displayed the note at the corner of your desk, right in front of your old textbooks. It seemed cringe, but you found it cute and got some sort of serotonin looking at it while you were studying. Every night when you go to bed, you mindlessly stare at the empty space next to you for at least an hour before falling asleep, thinking how it wouldâve been Jungkook next to you.
And the shower⊠where you indirectly confessed to him, but instead, only confused yourself, and you had no doubt you confused him too (he wasnât any smarter than you were).
In all honesty, you were waiting for Jungkook to approach you first, which was too much to ask for since he always texted first. But, you were hoping heâd say something about your last interaction. Was the âyou got my heart running lapsâ not enough for him? Or was he really that clueless?
Whatever it was, you didnât dwell on it, almost jumping out of the comfy seat at her desk and lungeing to reach your phone off the bed. Your heart was doing that annoying racing thing and your fingers were twiddling at your screen.
you: yâknow what?
i completely forgot you existed for a sec
what was your name again?
john?
Damn. Jeon was torn between laughing or having a go at you for that line as he laid out sprawled over his bed thinking of what to make of it, a tight lipped smile settled things and pushed through Jungkookâs efforts to take small offense to what you said.
âPfft, John?â
However, that sly grin always appeared whenever you were confident and smart-assy with him. With shame lesser than -10000, Jungkook could easily admit he found it hot. He could stupidly stand in the middle of a street with both arms outstretched and yell, âI find it really hot when Lee Y/N gives me a taste of my own medicine, so what?! Sheâs very hot to me!â
Obviously that wasnât going to happen, but trust that he would if it came down to it.
jungkook: john huh? whoâs that, textbook #1? đ
but uh. howâs jerry doing?? yknow. textbook #3 đ
It was the highlight of his night; Jungkook hadnât even realized his cheeks were turning sore from smiling so big. If any of the guys walked in theyâd think he won the lottery and then some, but no, it was just you.
It always seemed to be about youâ is what the guys would say, surely. No one else.
jungkook: and i doubt you forgot about my existence, you like me too much
hell, you probably even missed me, i know i missed you
Anyone could bet you were forcing yourself not to break out into a fit of giggles (resulting in you just writhing in your seat) because there was no way a man was suddenly making you laugh this hard. Jungkook was making you laugh so hard.
It took you a couple seconds to regain your composure before tapping at your keyboard again.
you: john and jerry are doing good
theyâve been keeping me company and treating me well
i wouldnât have it any other way đ©
Having Jungkook keep you company would obviously be better, but you canât always get what you want.
You didnât catch the next couple messages he sent, instead opening your camera and snapping a quick photo of the mess of scrap papers and opened textbooks lying on your desk, not even realising the note Jungkook left you a couple nights ago was peeking out in the corner of the frame.
You attach the photo to your next message;
you: this sums up my week
you know the drill
As you waited for the attachment to deliver, you scrolled down to finally see the recent message he sent, and you swore your heart skipped a beat.
Jungkook missed you?
A faint hint of pink drowned your cheeks as you contemplated on how to respond?
Do you reciprocate, or just be passive and ignore him? The second option seemed pretty appropriate, because if he missed you so much, why didnât he do anything about it?
That option however, would just open up a whole other can of worms and would probably end up with the pair bickering until the early hours of dawn.
You missed him so much this week, you didnât want this interaction to go to waste.
you: i think YOU like me too much since you missed me so bad
are you obsessed with me?
itâs okay if you are, but youâll have to wait in line for your turn
That joke was no longer valid ever since you guys fucked.
you: if it makes you feel better, i guess i missed you too
Unlike you and your adorable stickling for structure, it was a shock Jungkook waited until all the blurbs of texts were done coming through considering how restlessness was naturally wired in his veins, but he preferred to indulge in each individual bubble once they disappeared from the bottom of his screen.
He didnât want to take the risk of saying something stupid and fucking everything up, not after so long (2 days), so for you, heâd learn to be patientâ even if that sounded difficult to actually go through.
Almost immediately his eyes widened at the amount of individual texts that finished pouring in (he always had a way of knowing if you were mad at him. If you sent him no more than three individual texts at a time, that meant he needed to hide).
But more than taken aback, Jungkook had an idea of what that meant on a deeper, more obvious level. It was so clear that you missed him and if his heart didnât pound enough at the idea of it, the beating organ nearly jumped out of Jeonâs chest when his eye accidentally skipped down the list and landed on the last text, confirming that what he thought was true.
Now he had the urge to giggle.
The male didnât know what the fuck was going on or why he felt this way towards simple texts that were meant to come off as light teasing and nothing more. All he knew was that if he kept this up, his head would swell because of all the confusion going on inside it..
jungkook: jesus nerd, how youâre still breathing surrounded by all that paper is beyond me
smh donât get too ahead of yourself tho đ i like you a very small amount
and that joke is no longer valid ever since we fucked
Jungkook was still thinking about the fact that you also missed him and for that reason, he failed to catch his little note in the corner of your attached photo, for now.
His mind was just⊠focused on something else.
You missed him!
jungkook: that does make me feel better, god what would i do without you? đ«
but truth is⊠i wonât really believe it unless you go into detail, miss lee. tell me, what did you miss about me?
OH! and i know that thereâs a long list so take your time
Seriously, Jeon Jungkook never took a break from feeding his ego. You sat there wondering how you managed to put up with him all these years. He had a cute face back then, for sure, but now he looked like a hot hunk of goodness and everything nice, unfortunately.
you: for starters, i missed you blowing up my phone with hundreds of texts
surprised i didnât even get ONE annoying text from you
It was almost tradition for Jungkook to spam your phone with nonsense texts and silly pictures of himself whilst you were studying. It only became a problem when he started spamming you with tiktoks, distracting you from your studies because after youâd watch them, youâd end up scrolling on the app far longer than anticipated.
you: i guess i missed your stupid face too đ
and the way youâd come over and inhale all the food in my fridge
and how youâd mark your territory on my couch
i also really miss our movie nights, it was the only thing that relieved my stress đ
and, believe it or not, i miss arguing with you
i could say so much more, but i donât think itâs appropriate unless you wanna hear?
You paused for a second, seeing that your list had taken up the entire screen.
Damn, you really missed him, huh?
you: why did we stop talking?
you know my door is always open for you, jeon đ
Whether it be to pester you, hang out, or fuck, Jungkook was always welcome.
you: but enough about you, stink
what did you miss about me? đ„°
Itâd been eating him up inside long before this special moment, gnawing away at his core and causing Jungkookâs blush to deepen in color and expand vastly over the smooth canvas of his cheeks that were puppeted by two strings pulling hard at the apples of his cheeks whenever his heart went crazy drumming to its own, particular beat. It was a type of drumming that was so rare, he worried it was an actual heart attack at its beginning stagesâŠ
jungkook: youâre making me and my âstupid faceâ blush, lee đ”âđ«
But he never dropped down to the ground deadâit was worseâ Jungkook was left with the continuous stinging in his chest and a conscious mind full of consuming thoughts.
Jeon Jungkook never skipped out on an opportunity to feed his massive ego, but you never missed the cue as his âspecial best friendâ to always give in and singlehandedly create an even cockier version of the man; just for the moment you were together, be it over text or in person.
Truth? Jungkook would rather hear you say these things to his face, then heâd be able to show a more genuine reaction to how they made him feelâ a kiss spoke volumes, for example. He was never the best at saying things the way he wanted to say themâ but on the bright side, Jungkook was glad you couldnât see him and his flushed being.
That seemed to be his thing; go big or go home.
jungkook: thatâs a hell of a long list for a girl that said she forgot about my existence đ
sure you werenât thinking about me everyday, pretty?
He liked to think he was in control; he enjoyed being in control, but when his skin was lit up because of a few sweet words from you, confidence didnât come as easily and smoothly as it usually did. So, Jungkook settled for playing a front over text.
Not like you had any way of seeing him.
jungkook: but hmm, what did i miss about you? đ€ well for starters, i like it when you let me raid your fridge and let me mark my territory on your couch ;)
how you call me âstinkâ or âidiotâ with a smile on your face after i say something stupid because deep inside you find it endearing đ
your random fuckin GORY murder cases that always stick with me. a man is scarred
when youâre super concentrated while studying and quietly mumble to yourself under your breath. itâs cute
you in glasses. thatâs it
our movie nights, especially when you let me pick ironman for the 100th time
i also miss arguing with you and proving your ass wrong
your ass.
sleeping with you in the way that you keep me warm during the night and you rest your head on my chest. i like feeling like iâm keeping you safe
and sleeping with you in the way that i can make you feel really good, help you relieve stress. feeling closer to you is being inside you
Fuck, did he go overboard?
Jungkook was only trying to match you in terms of quality, but now looking back at all the sent messages, he couldnât help but cringe at himself for saying all that.
He shouldâve taken quality over quantity more seriously..
âDamn,â He ran a hand through his hair and quickly got back to typing so that you wouldnât sit on the last part for too long.
jungkook: and wdym âwhen did we stop talkingâ đđ y/n, itâs only been two days đ
im coming over tomorrow tho, canât have you missing me anymore đ
For a brief second, you thought you were reading texts from the boyfriend you never had. It was worse since you were going overboard with the blushing, but how could you control that? His string of texts were like⊠a confession.
Could he possibly be in love with you? Never.
Jeon Jungkook was incapable of feeling such things, and having said that out loud, all your hope had disintegrated. Jungkook was too clueless, he probably couldnât even remember what you said in the shower.
you: iâm starting to think you missed me more than i missed you
You stayed giggling quietly to yourself, reading on each line one by one and feeling the butterflies in the pit of your stomach erupt. If Jungkook were here right now, heâd probably tease the hell out of you, use it as a way to boost his inflated ego.
you: my fridge has been restocked for you, so you wonât have to bring over half-eaten pizza like last time đ
ALSO
IM ALWAYS RIGHT! you have never ever proved me wrong in your life
you argue with bs, i argue with FACTS đ
Whatâs something that would make the Jeon Jungkook fold?
A selfie.
But not just any odd selfie.
It was a blessing in disguise that you had your glasses on right now. A little selfie wouldnât hurt anyone (but deep down you wanted to gauge a reaction out of him, for your own satisfaction) so you opened your camera and angled your phone up in front of you, your eyes peeking up from behind your lenses, unknowingly pulling off the whole âinnocent, but not-so-innocent nerdâ look paired with a small pout.
The raised view might be familiar to him.
You were satisfied with the first picture you took so you sent it through to him, with another message following right after;
you: my glasses miss your face đ
theyâre tired of looking down at textbooks all day
When did Jeon become so totally and utterly fascinated with the casual sight of your dorky frames sitting high up on your cute nose, framing your face and making you seem even smarter and a bigger nerd than you already were?
He had no fuckinâ idea.
Glasses never looked as good on anyone else than they did on youâ something about how your smartness aligned with the vivid image in his head of a sexy, intelligent librarian just did it for him without any misses.
Was it a fantasy or just simp behaviour?
Whatever it was, you had the brains and the looks; Jungkook honestly thought you were extremely cool and he could only dream to be as smart and dedicated to learning as you were.
Jungkook saved the picture to his camera roll after staring at it for a few moments in silence, lured in by everything from your puckered lips to deer-like eyes as they drove him wild in a manner he was way too familiar with.
âFuck,â Jeon tipped his head to the side to take a look at the expected erection in his sweats, the bulge pitching a big tent against the bare material of his pants since Jungkook rarely wore anything underneath whenever he was alone.
None of this was fair.
Deciding to play your game his own way, he tapped on the camera and angled it towards his growing erection after pressing record, shamelessly zooming in on his bulge whilst breathing out a low, âThis isnât fair, yâknow. Rubbing one out at 12am wasnât on my list of plans for the night.â
Jungkook sent the video without another thought and added a provocative text to go along with it, his bottom lip close to going numb from biting down on it so hard.
jungkook: instead of looking down, how bout you look up at me? i think youâll find that more fun
This was much more than the reaction you expected from Jungkook. You expected a little âyou look prettyâ or a âyou look like a nerdâ type of text from him, one that could stem as serious or just playful teasing, but watching the short clip and being met with his inane bulge, an overwhelming sense of pride took over.
You had awoken the beast with just a mere selfie?
No physical touch, no overly suggestive text message?
You had every right to believe you were capable of more. Maybe not right now since you had the clip on loop to bask in his ragged, deep voice, which gave you the most uncalled-for flashbacks to those nights where heâd praise you for taking him so good.
You quickly saved the video (for your own pleasure) and got to typing with your sweaty thumbs and clenching thighs.
you: life isnât fair, sorry about that
Reading his last text message, your poor self had fallen into daydream mode. All the endless possibilities of you being on your knees and staring up at the man, doing God knows what. But you knew exactly what he meant, and you were not against itâŠ
But you could always play dumb.
you: but why would i do that, koo?
enlighten a dumb girl like myself, would you?
Jungkook was this close to giving up on the sexual bantering over text and get up from his bed, go out his front door, hop on his motorcycle and drive the short minutes to your apartment just to show you what he meantâ even if it was clear enough that you were only playing games with him.
jungkook: does acting clueless help you ignore the fact that you want me rn? bc let me know how that works out for you ;)
Before Jungkook could even acknowledge it, one hand extended downwards to grope his own cock, the firm contact pressuring a deep grunt to exit past his parted mouth and into the privacy of his bedroom where the darkness failed to conceal the slight twitch of his dark brows, the screen of his phone highlighting every minor gesture on his face as a response to him touching himself. His palm smoothed over his bulge time after time again as his heavy eyes stayed set on the picture before himâ your selfie, breathing becoming just as unsteady.
Needy for something else, Jungkook eagerly slipped his fingers past the waistband of his sweats and pulled out his cock in one go, coming face to face with its angry tip that oozed precum moments before bucking his hips into his fisted hand, clearer groans and deeper moans making themselves known as he messily pumped his cock within his tight, slippery grip.
âFuu-fuck.. shit,â for the first time, he looked down at the way his latched hand moved seamlessly down his girth instead of your picture, allowing his mind to run wild and imagine his slick fist was you, the tightness making him dizzy. His hips impulsively used the mattress as drive to thrust themselves upwards and fuck into his hand, his tip coming out the top drenched in more precum after each plunge.
Deciding itâd be selfish of him to keep you in the dark whilst he got off because of you, Jungkook opened his eyes and despite the minor shakiness, angled the phone above his face and started recording.
All he allowed you to see was his slack face, moderately sweaty and flushed at the cheeks, a glint of shine peeking past his hooded eyes and kissable lips split as his ragged breathing was heard. His messy hair fell over his forehead and brows just right, clenched jaw locked in place whilst his nostrils flared, the phone in his deadly grip shaking even more now that Jeon grew restless and pumped himself even fasterâ his arm was aching.
Finally, the man spoke, smirking lazily at the camera. âDoes a dumb girl like yourself know whatâs goinâ on right now? Donât play stupid, hnghhâ doesnât benefit anyone, baby.â
Being the tease Jungkook was known for, he flipped the camera but didnât show his cock by covering the lens with his fingers, hovering the device close to his dick for you to be able to clearly hear the wet sounds of his built-up precum sliding up and down his lathered shaft as he went crazy pumping himself to the sticky base, his grunts playing in the background.
He was so close, but all that was left was a push from you, and so Jeon sent the video straight away, going easy on himself for the time being.
You had never clicked on a video so fast in your life, and God, did Jungkook serve. The phone had been brought even closer to your face, as if trying to hide from anyone that could see (you still needed to get used to living alone) and the moment your ears picked up on his heavy breaths and flushed state, only a child would guess wrong about what he was doing right now.
Your eyes stayed glued to Jungkookâs face, admiring the sharp slate along his jaw and his parted lips, imagining just how soft they would be if you had the chance to kiss him again.
The ongoing ache between your legs remained steady (with a lot of self control) but you were crumbling by the second.
âFuckâs sake,â you curse under your breath, forming a tight line with your lips as you watched on, suddenly having little time to process that his face was no longer in the frame. The video was still going on and you sat there with your knees up to your chest, putting the volume up to the max to hear just how sinful and erotic his actions were playing out to be.
So much for self control, you failed to keep your body temperature at a norm along with your blushing cheeks (which felt like they were on literal fire) hearing such dirty sounds.
You could make out the image in your head; Jeon sprawled out on his bed, sweating with one muscular arm between his legs and his cock vigorously pumping between his fist.
It shouldâve been your fist getting him off, but the circumstances deemed that to be difficult.
Was it possible to want to suck someone off more than just sit down and study?
you: fuck you, jeon
The throbbing between your legs was beginning to grow unbearable, so you did what you were best at.
Repaying him in the most unexpected way possible.
With your phone clutched in your hand and legs brought down to dangle off your seat, you opened up your camera, switching to video and hugging the phone close to your chest, with the lens facing up towards your chin. You made sure the lower half of your face came into view before pressing record.
You didnât say a word; simply letting your actions speak for themselves as you slipped your middle and ring finger past your plump lips and letting your tongue rest flat along the base, trying to slick them up a little before wrapping your lips around your digits completely.
This was totally out of character for you, but Jungkook wasnât making it easy. The thought of him shoving his fingers down your throat edged you to push your own digits a little farther and then pulling back in a constant motion. Each time your fingers would come into view again, theyâd be ten times more soaked than before, and just to spite the man, you would zoom in on your glistening digits and force him to watch on, slowing down the pace of your fingers so he could really cherish the sight of your fingers disappearing past your lips.
âBet you wish that was you, huh?â you whisper softly, pulling your fingers out ever-so-slowly and then adjusting the angle of your phone, pulling it away to give him a view of the oversized shirt you were wearing which he left a couple nights ago.
You set your phone down to lean on the pile of textbooks on your desk, wasting no time in setting the heels of your feet on the edge of your seat and lifting the hem of his shirt over your stomach to reveal the lack of attire underneath.
Just a pair of simple lilac coloured underwear.
You gave the camera one last look before following Jungkookâs train of movement, slipping your glistening digits past the band of your panties, and as much as you wanted to touch yourself right now, you paused.
You werenât giving in that easily, so you reached over for her phone with a teasing grin on your face, making sure only your face was in the shot before your fingers lightly feathered across your untouched core, eyes fluttering shut and back now resting slack against the chair.
âKoo..â Shit, youâd barely done anything.. It took you a moment to regain your composure and you stopped the video, free hand still sat between your legs and digits seamlessly running up and down your slit as you rushed to send him the video.
That should do it.
And that fucking did.
He should've known, he shouldâve known that you would one-up him at his own playing field becauseâ when did you not constantly surprise him with whatever skills you kept in your pockets, only choosing to show them off at the right time?
Your head game? Fucking awesome. Handjob? He swore he saw a goddamn angel last time. The best pancakes in the world? Only at your place.
Everything you did was irresistible and for someone like Jungkook, nothing in the world beat not ever knowing what to expect, that was partly why he slept around a lot. But you⊠you were a total freak.
Which is why Jeon shouldâve busted right then and there after watching the video all the way through, he almost did, but instead of shooting his cum into the air, now he was angry at himself for even tempting such a mouthwatering, captivating response out of you while being stuck where he was. Not being able to actually do anything about it, he groaned to himself and wished it was his fingers that dipped past the warmth of your mouth, collecting your saliva to use as a lube to relentlessly finger you until your legs shook..
âFuckinâ shit..!â Jeon threw his head back whilst his wrist flicked around the base of his cock, dragging his palm upwards to do the same to his red tip. Once those long drags began to lose their heavy momentum, that was when he used his other hand to text you back, his lower stomach muscles flexing as a sign that Jeon was extremely close.
jungkook: dirty girl getting her fingers dirty for me
looking so pretty in my shirt too? fuck youâre so good, wanna fuck you
gonna come a shit ton bc of that video. sucks it wonât be inside that pussy fuuck
Throwing his phone aside for the time being, Jungkook focused on getting himself off with the image of you fresh in his mind, his buff arm cramping up but he persisted nonetheless, abusing his twitching cock with all his strength until long ropes of white erupted from his tip and onto his sweats, his hand, his stomach, the sheetsâhis fucking foot?
âA-ahh..hmpph-hmm.. ah.. ah, fuck,â just when he thought he was done, his cock twitched and added on to the pool of creamy white on his sweatpants, âShit..â
The man took the messy opportunity to snap a quick photo of the mess that was his stomach and sheets, ensuring his dick was in the frame this time before sending it to you with a cheekyâ
jungkook: this couldâve been all yours baby
You continued your miscreants against your aching cunt, sliding your middle finger in completely and exhaling softly at the familiar feeling. Many of your nights were spent alone, mindlessly fucking yourself for relief (though it barely helped since you could never finish alone) but now masturbating seemed so⊠out of the ordinary.
You never felt the need to touch yourself since you and Jungkook started whatever this whole situation was. In all honesty, you were ashamed to admit you could no longer please yourself without your best friend by your side, whether it be him guiding you with words, or straight up doing the job for you. It sounded wrong on so many levels, but you couldnât help what your body yearned for.
The thought only frustrated you since you were alone and nowhere near close to relief, but you continued to tease and toy with yourself, occasionally pinching your sensitive bud and then breaking out into short, fast-paced rubs where your fingers would slip past your entrance and knock the air out of her lungs.
Jungkookâs texts were coming through one by one, and each one forced you to pick up the pace of your wrists, now thrusting your fingers between your soft walls at a vigorous pace. Oh, the things you would do for him to leave a hot mess inside of you.. it was pissing you off and it was obvious you were taking out your frustrations on yourself.
If his texts werenât enough to drive you insane, the picture he attached with the blatant mess of white surrounding him and knowing it was all your doing, sparked a different kind of light within you.
you: fuck you for being at home right now
you: i canât do this
To be more clear, you snapped a quick video of yourself, camera facing down in front of you to give Jungkook the perfect view of your slick coated digits fucking into you, paired with your shallow breaths and your signature whines, âShouldâve been you, Koo.. you know I canât do this on my own.â Your voice was unsteady as you spoke, and you were close to breaking down horny and unsatisfied, but you kept yourself together.
No matter how embarrassing it was, you still sent him the video, typing away at your screen with your free hand and pulling the other out from between your legs with a huff.
you: im holding myself back to come on your cock next time
and iâll make sure none of it goes to waste
Sexting with you at the asscrack of night wasnât exactly on Jungkookâs to-do list, but just as a wise woman once textedâ plans inevitably change and hell if he wasnât content with the turnout. Not to mention it served as closure that he wasnât being shut out on purpose and a quick release all in one, although the new texts and dirty video of a quick peek inside her panties made him question if it was worth the extra cramping in his hand and even messier sheets..
The man grimaced slightly at the warm stickiness on his stomach and fingers; heâll jerk off to that one another day.
Truth be told, Jeon was extremely exhausted and he had a real reason to be⊠now. Before he had the balls to hit you up and resume where you left off, all the latter did while his roommate was gone was play video games, sulk about why why you werenât taking initiative and worrying that Tae had gotten ran over by a car, and then anotherâ and another.
Like always, you were the highlight of his night and day plus every moment in between.
jungkook: âfuck meâ for being at home rn?? ha you wish đđ„Ž
and sure youâll wait for me baby, youâre my good girl
just know iâm coming over tomorrow and picking up where we left off. missed u too much i doubt id be able to keep my hands to myself đ€€
Jeon didnât realize he was grinningâ the kind of grinning that formed those crinkles around his eyesâ until he caught sight of his reflection through the screen, simultaneously noticing how tired his smiling eyes looked and, in a very adult way, he took that as a sign to call it a night. There was always tomorrow, and there will be a tomorrow.
A very eventful oneâ heâll make sure of it.
A loud yawn easily slipped past his agape mouth and Jungkook used his clean hand to start typing again, doe eyes blinking repeatedly to try and stay awake just so he could send you a goodnight text and manage to at least change out of his clothes.
jungkook: iâm heading to bed now, no workout ever tires me out like you do đȘ
night, hope my shirt keeps you warm đ
you: night, jeon
try not to dream about me tonight đŽ
And just like that, Jungkook set his phone aside and sighed to himself after standing up and taking a closer look at the mess heâd madeâ was that amount of cum⊠healthy?
You were honestly messing with his head but.. Jungkook kind of liked it.
You got out of your seat and went straight to the bathroom, leaving your phone behind to wash up.
What an eventful night.
Jungkookâs âiâm coming over tomorrow and picking up where we left offâ stayed lingering in your mind as you thoroughly washed your hands. You were finally going to see Jungkook after 2 days (felt like a month) and you didnât know how youâd react the moment you open the door for him.
Would you jump him because you missed him so much? Slap him because he didnât bother to talk to you these last two days? Kiss him without thinking because you missed his lips?
Fuck, you really wanted to kiss him.
Maybe you would just stand there and let the man welcome himself in since he had a lot of experience doing that anyway the last couple years.
Either way, you were completely and utterly fucked for caring so much.
Whatever though, Jungkook was still clueless and that was something you could dwell on another time, but for now, you felt like you needed 6 months worth of sleep for the 9857265 hours you spent studying to keep your mind off Jungkook.
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hiiiiii guess whose ass is getting kicked by uni đ„Č
Iâm not dead yet BUT Iâm procrastinating by watching tiktoks and I saw one where a girl was buying furniture and choosing based on how easily/comfortably she could bend over it and I just đđđ
imagine doing that w cove while furniture shopping for ur first apartment/house lmaoooo he would fucking die telling u not to act up in public đ
save me
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hiiii ! omg so real... im actually starting my apps for college soon n i am NOT ready to go back, i am so relaxed!!! đ im going part time but still...
anyway good luck with your uni stuff!!! <3 you got this đȘ have a lil drabble to recharge, bc pls this is such a thought... IT'S SO FUNNY N I CAN SEE COVE BEING SO EMBARRASSED IN THE STORE, BUT ALSO I'D SO TEASE HIM AFTERWARDS...
nsfw, gn reader, couch sex
but wow. imagine it actually...
cove is so embarrassed when you're in the store, he's blushing and covering his face and he's running away when you "try out" the couch. he's so embarrassed and while you're having a good time he is dying
is so happy when you finally agree on a couch. it's a great couch, but also FINALLY! you can stop testing the couches
but of course, it all comes back around.. and eventually, you and cove end up doing it on the couch
he bends you over the sofa, fucking into you deep and fast, hunched over you, sweaty and touchy, constantly turning your head towards him for a kiss
his hands are forcing your hips down, his fingers digging into the fat of hips, your legs squished under his weight
you can't see it, but cove is greatly enjoying how your body is squishing under his hands, how you're burying your face in the cushion, the ripple of your ass from his thrusts... he's in heaven
when you finally finish, he collapses over your back, his head on your shoulder as he pants, trying to catch his breath...
"that was..." you pant.
"good?" cove finishes your sentence, his body still buzzing from that high.
"yeah, really fuckin' good, but.." you smirk, already anticipating cove's reaction. "the couch is definitely comfortable. we should do this again."
cove yelps, his arms tightening around your waist and he hides his face in your neck. "y/n!" he groans, his body shaking with your laughter
#i wanna fuck cove on the couch too...#âare you comfortable?â âi picked a good couch huhâ#pls he'd hate me#olba#our life: beginnings & always#cove holden#cove holden x reader#smut#cove holden smut
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