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fairy-hub · 16 days

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𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! fluff, suggestiveness - talking about/hinting towards satoru fingering/eating you out but nothing happens, kissing, satoru fondly makes fun of you a lil, he also carries you around, collage au, collage student!reader, collage student!gojo

fey: I’m still gonna be on hiatus for a little longer but in the mean time have this fluff nugget inspired by my hubby

Satoru huffs and pokes your cheek till you swat his hand away. He flops on the bed next to you, the soft breeze and movement disturbing your carefully placed papers.

You whine “Satoru!”

“Sweet pie! You’ve been studying and working in that essay all day for the past three days please!” He throws his hand across his forehead, clutching his chest. “I beg of you feed me attention before I starve. I’m wilting away before you! How cold hearted can you be.” His eyes are with tears.

Tossing your throw blanket over him, “This should keep you warm.” You take you eyes off the screen to read the open text book next to you. Before referring to your notes then glancing back up at your computer screen.

He pops his head out from underneath the blanket with gasp. “No I’m not cold! You’re cold hearted!” He sits up and wraps his arms around you. “Please just an hour, we can order some food, take a shower get you out of your funky funk.” Pinching his nose and waving his hand in front of his face.

“You’re foul.”

You can hear the smile in his voice. “Like your armpits! Study starting break now! I your wonderful boyfriend refuse to let you be stinky.” He slowly closes the lid on the rough draft of your paper.“I’ll help you write some more after, if you don’t give your mind a break you’ll fry it and make it useless.” He kisses the top of your head.

“Let’s go lil’ stink!” He drags you off the bed, your feet dangle in the air as he holds you to his chest.

Squeezing you whilst you protest, “Hey you can’t steal that! I don’t wanna hear it from the one with the stanky attitude making me take a break for my health how dare you.” He carefully sets you down in the bathroom.

He waves a hand in your direction, “Yes yes, how dare I care for my beautiful girlfriend and rub her naked body down with my large soapy hands in a warm shower, that I as her perfect boyfriend know the temperature of.”

He lights some of the candles arranged around the bathroom. And starts the heater that he insists your bathroom needs. After not stepping into another cold bathroom after a hot shower you can understand why.

You rid yourself of your clothes, throwing them into the hamper. “Do you need to toot you own horn?” Relieving yourself then washing your hands.

Turning around and watching him strip. His arms flex as he pulls his black shirt off. His v line peeks out of his sweatpants, which he pushes down. Your gaze lingers on his soft cock and large balls before you glance up into his sparkling blue eyes.

He corners you against the counter, booping the tip of your nose with his long finger. “You’ve been neglecting me for days I might need to remind you what a awesome boyfriend I am! What if you’ve forgotten!” He pouts.

You slide your fingers through his soft silver white hair. Pulling him in, your lips close to his, “I could never forget, you won’t let me, but I suppose it’s part of your charm. I guess it’s kind of cute when you’re cocky.”

Satoru smirks into the slow passionate kiss he gives you. Lifting you up, reflexively you wrap your legs around his waist. It’s easy to forget everything when you’re kissing him. There is the safety of his arms, the sweet passion of his soft lips on yours.

When he breaks away Satoru suggests, “After our shower would it be too cruel of me to give my girl a happy ending? As some stress relief and reward for all her studying of course.” He massages your cheek. His large warm hand feels wonderful targeting your sore spots.

You softly groan, “Please! I don't know if I wanna ride your face, fingers or cock.”

“Why not all three one after another? I can suck on your pretty clit and let you cum on my fingers then I can fill you up.” He carries you into the warm shower, supporting you with one hand. Closing the curtain behind himself.

He stands underneath the warm water, steam billowing off it. “‘M sorry for not texting for three days, you know I’ve missed my amazing boyfriend, you’re just so talented at so many things like distracting me when I need to study.” He helps you onto your feet, placing your backside facing towards the rushing water.

He protests, “I can behave and help you study.” Pouring some of his favorite strawberry and sugar scented body wash onto his hand.

You close your eyes tilting your head back. Soaking your curls and letting the water wash over your face. The water melts away some of the tension building in your neck and shoulders.

You rub your right shoulder and winch whilst insisting, “You tell me that every time.” Turning around and stepping out of the water, closing your eyes. It’s relaxing knowing he’ll take care of you, from washing your body, to treating your curls to applying your face care.

Rubbing soap over your back and ass, leaving soapy white bubbles. He massages your shoulders whilst pleading his case, “Please lemme help you study! We have the same essay due and test to take. Our study sessions is how we got together I miss them.”

You softly sigh and cave in, “I miss them too, ok you win can stay, you’re too charming.”

He playful croons “I always win.” Kissing the top of your wet head. “You won't regret it I'll be the best study buddy!” You widely smile, the delight in Satoru’s voice is heartwarming.

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tojisun · 3 months

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so a few months ago, i saw on instagram reel of a dude learning how do his gf's nails so that she doesnt spend lots of money. I cant stop thinking of simon who does bimbo!reader nails.

NAWW THATS SO CUTE :(( he gets so focus and fixated that it confuses bimbo!reader a bit because simon’s being so secretive but she leaves him be because she knows simon’s going to come to her when he’s ready with whatever he’s doing anyway.

he uses the tf141 as practice dummy and they reluctantly let him because, hey, simon has finally got a civilian interest and hobby. of course they’d help cultivate this.

soap gets all the bling (they’re pasted with no symmetry or a singular vibe), gaz is sporting an attempt at french tips but the white polish is smeared all over the place, while price has those pearly-sheen nails.

they’re all so focused that they forgot that they were visiting today to surprise you so when you came home, you get so confused at seeing the mini-manicure sesh that’s going on. but then you see how messy their sets are so you offered to re-do them. “simmy, you too!”

simon blinks. “…you know how to do your nails?”

“yup! i didn’t wanna spend so much money to get them done,” you say, smiling at him. “oh! but when i want specific designs, that’s when i get them done but patty gives me a discount, so…!”

johnny has to smother his wheezing behind his palm because holy fuck. their lieutenant’s attempt to woo you is thwarted–

fuck, this is too funny.

“oh,” simon murmurs. “of course, sweets. that’s great.”

your eyes furrow at his response, cataloguing the way he’s staring at you with a little—no amount of simon denying this later can make it untrue—pout. you run the conversation in your head, noting the dips in his voice, the wrinkles on his forehead.

wait-

oh.

oh!

“baby!” is all what they hear before you’re launching yourself to him. simon easily catches you, of course, and you chuckle when he fixes you on top of his lap so you can rest comfortably.

“thank you,” you coo before tapping the tip of his nose in a boop, akin to the ones you always give mittens. “i can teach you, if you want?”

simon’s eyes crinkle as he smiles, his face breaking into something soft. “i’d love that.”

…his squad doesn’t get to escape faster so there you all are, in your impromptu station, re-doing their nails with ease. they are amazed at how delicate and beautiful you’ve fixed simon’s messy attempts, their new sets shimmering like they’re bought.

(simon only gets a gel manicure of pure black polish with little halo stars.

“hey, no fair that LT’s the only one with practical nails!” johnny whines, waving his hand, therefore also his long nails, around in emphasis.

you stick your tongue out at him. “i’m matching dick grabbers with my man so of course i’d make his different.”

kyle chokes, john’s already standing up to disappear into the kitchen, and simon sighs. all the while, johnny freezes, head tilting.

“dick what–”

im sorry for how late this is :(( hope the lil blurb is oki for u <33 it made me laugh sooo much bc its so cute ughhh i love them

#anon #bimbo!reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley #ask #suns

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hwaslayer · 9 months

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butterflies (smg) | one shot.

—summary: life with your husband & daughter is always full of butterflies.

—pairing: song mingi x f. reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) established relationship/marriage, parents au | fluff, smut

—word count: 3.2k

—content/warnings: cussing/mature language (away from the baby!), quick neck/shoulder massage, innocent shower lol, lots of sweet kisses/making out!, unprotected sex, missionary, cowgirl, oral (f. receiving), fingering, sprinkle of breast play, multiple orgasms (two), it's incredibly soft and sweet smut though!!

—a/n: happy birthday to our mingi mangi, but also - happy birthday to my entire soul, my favorite person in the world, my other half @persphonesorchid. i love you more than you can even comprehend!!! 💞 whipped this up as a secret little bday present hehe

—on rotation: butterflies pt. 2 x queen naija

“Daddy!” Harin squeals when Mingi plops the tiny pancake onto her pink princess plate, setting the pan aside so he could place blueberries in a shape of a happy face.

“There, babygirl. All done!” He smiles at her and gives her a kiss on the top of her head.

“No!” She pouts and points towards the fridge.

“You don’t like it?” It’s Mingi’s turn to pout.

“It's not done.”

“Hm.” Mingi hums as he stands there with his hands on his hips, pondering on what the 3 yr old is trying to tell him. Then, it suddenly dawns on him, snapping his fingers in the sudden revelation. “Ah! You’re right. I’m sorry, daddy’s fault.” He says, taking the can of whipped cream out of the fridge. “Here.” He chuckles, spraying a bit around the edges. “Better now, right?”

“Mhm.” Harin nods as smiles up at him, eyes twinkling as the three year old looks at him in pure adoration. She was daddy’s girl, and daddy’s girl at best.

At this point, you’ve headed down the stairs and into the kitchen, watching your husband plop a small amount of whip cream on your daughter’s tiny little nose before she does the same on his cheek. You giggle as Mingi swipes the tiny trail of whip cream with his finger, plopping some more onto her nose.

Butterflies.

It’s the way Mingi looks at her like she’s his entire universe, like he adores her and loves her more than words could ever capture. It’s the way Harin constantly yearns for him and asks for his company, his jokes— making him smile and laugh in return because of her silly antics.

They give you butterflies.

“Mommy!” Harin is a giggling mess as she lays eyes on you, her dad smiling innocently off to the side.

“Daddy making a mess, huh?” She sticks her tongue out to try and lick the cream from the tip of her nose. “Silly girl.” You chuckle as you wipe her nose with a napkin.

“Goodmorning, beautiful.” Mingi pulls you close and smiles down at you, brushing the hair out of your face before kissing your forehead. “Sleep okay?”

“I think so? I think a need a new pillow. My neck is kinda bothering me.”

“Hm. Does it hurt pretty bad?” Mingi asks as he turns to grab your plate and hands it to you. “Made you a plate, by the way.”

“Thanks, baby.” You press a quick, chaste kiss to his lips before sitting beside Harin. “And no, nothing a new pillow can’t fix. I think.” You shrug and settle down to eat.

“I’m sorry, love. Maybe I can give you a massage later to help?”

“If you’re not too busy.” You smirk as he sets his plate down and sits on the opposite side of Harin.

“Never.” He begins to dig in just as you do. “So, what does the princess wanna do today?” Mingi turns to Harin and she laughs.

“Can we go to the park please, Daddy?”

“You wanna go to the park?”

“Mhm, with mommy too.”

“With mommy, too?” He repeats animatedly. “Sounds like a plan to me.” You laugh a bit as you brush Harin’s hair back and let her finish eating.

“Okay, lovebug. We’ll go on a walk and head to the park together, but you’ll need to finish your food first.” You boop her nose. “Deal?”

“Deal!”

“There you go!” You cheer her on to make her laugh.

Her laugh brings you butterflies.

Once the three of you have wrapped up with breakfast, Mingi takes the plates and washes it along with the bowl and pan he used to make breakfast this morning. It’s a crisp, cool morning, but nothing entirely unbearable. You’re dressed in a loose cropped sweater and sweats, while Mingi is in a shirt and track pants. He helps Harin into a light jacket and puts a beanie over her head, locking the door behind him once he’s gotten you both out of the door.

The park is a close walk from the house, and it’s Harin’s favorite park of all time. The play structure is huge and updated, with features that most playgrounds nearby don’t have. For a minute, she’s walking in between you and Mingi, holding the both of your hands until she requests to be propped up on Mingi’s shoulders.

He willingly does it without complaint, always doing his best to make you and Harin the happiest.

When your family arrives at the park, there's only two other children playing around— giving Harin the ability to make use of her time at the playground wisely. Mingi joins along and plays with her, never showing signs of exhaustion or boredom even when he follows her around. He pushes her on the swings, plays tag with her, helps her down the ‘big girl slide’ and helps her cross the monkey bars confidently.

He is the sweetest, and even as time goes on, the butterflies you feel for this man only seem to increase— never dies, never goes away.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts when Harin yells for you at the end of the monkey bars, both your husband and daughter waving and yelling that she’s made it to the end. You laugh and eventually join in on their playground shenanigans before the hour quickly flies by.

Luckily, Harin must have enjoyed herself a little too much that she doesn’t complain when it’s time to go. She happily hops back onto Mingi’s shoulders as they sing a song with you on the way back home, running into the bathroom for a quick wash-up before plopping onto her usual seat at the dining table for a small snack.

You clean around in the kitchen, occasionally watching as she eats away at her strawberry snack bar. It doesn’t take long before she’s exhibiting signs of exhaustion and sleepiness:

One, she continues to rub away at her eyes.

Two, she begins to mumble her responses and pouts more than usual.

Three, she constantly asks for her dad to hold her.

“Alright, let’s get you outta here and into bed, babygirl.” He lifts her in one swift motion, bringing her over to you for a quick kiss. Once Mingi disappears upstairs and into Harin’s room, you finish up in the kitchen and head to your room to rest a bit. You change into shorts and a cropped tee once you’ve stepped inside, plopping onto the bed to get comfortable in the meantime.

“Phew.” Mingi says, quietly stepping into your room and shutting the door. “She knocked out quick. As soon as I tucked her in and gave her a kiss, she was out like a light.” You giggle.

“She had a blast at the park. She’ll have a good nap.”

“Yeah, she will.” Mingi plops onto the bed next to you as you try to sit back against the wall and put on a show to indulge in— feeling content with the fact that you don’t have much to do around the house today.

“Babe, we do need to get groceries when Harin wakes up though.”

“Okay.” He looks up at you as he continues to lay on his stomach at a weird angle on the bed, his hands gently tracing circles on your knee. “But, we have an hour? Maybe an hour and a half, until she wakes up? What can I do for you?” He places a quick kiss against your knee. “Neck still bothering you?”

“Kinda?”

“You sure it’s just your pillow?” Mingi looks at you with concern. He knows you’ve been having some rough, long days at work; though, you’re incredibly great at masking it because you don’t ever wanna bring that stress home.

He knows you, and he knows you well.

After all, you are his other half.

“Maybe? I think I’ve just been exhausted from work overall.”

“Come here.” He finally gets up and fixes his position, motioning for you to settle in between his legs. You comfortably sit with your legs crossed, while Mingi begins to massage your neck and shoulders; easing the knots you have felt from the past days. “Does this feel okay?”

“It feels perfect.” You breath out while his hands continue to do the work. You feel his breath against your skin, sending tingles down your spine.

“Good.” He chuckles as he watches you shift in your position, enjoying every moment of this surprise massage from Mingi. “What else can I do for you, love?” He asks softly, close to a whisper. “Can I make you feel better in any other way?”

“Hm.” You hum, his voice hitting a certain feeling in your gut, hitting you down to your core. “You make me feel better, Mingi. Just having you is enough." He hears the way your tone dips a bit, catches the way you subtly bite onto your lip and expose your neck more. He smiles to himself when your body continues to relax in his hold— lips grazing the surface of your shoulder, the nape of your neck.

“Yeah?” He finally plants a few kisses on your shoulders, moving to your neck, gently nibbling on your earlobe. “Does that make you feel better?” He hears the sigh you let out, feeling your hands rest along his thighs. “Or, this?” He asks, kissing your jaw.

“Babe, Harin.”

“The princess won’t wake up. I promise.” He chuckles a bit. “Let me take care of you.”

“You always do.” You slightly turn to him and meet his eyes. He stares at you for a second, eyes darting between your lips, eyes, nose, mouth— everything about you that brings him butterflies. He smiles and brushes your hair back before caressing your cheek with his thumb, allowing you to sink into the palm of his hand and melt in his touch.

“And I’ll continue to do it, time and time again.” He responds. “Come here, baby.” Mingi brings your chin forward to kiss you on the lips, wasting no time to deepen the kiss. He swipes his tongue at your bottom lip before biting down and pulling back with a gentle tug. He quickly chases after your lips, tongue now dancing with yours and fighting for dominance. He lets out a soft sigh against you, moving you in between kisses so that he has you pinned to the mattress and underneath him.

God, you look good underneath him.

Butterflies.

“So beautiful.” He mumbles against your skin, moving down to pepper kisses on the other side of your neck. You let out a small whimper when his hands trace the hem of your cropped tee, giving him full permission to remove it. He tosses it to the side, fumbling with your bralette next. You giggle when Mingi pauses and furrows his brows, not finding the hooks on the back like your usual bras. “Where’d they go?” He pouts a bit.

“I wore my lazy bra today.” You continue to laugh as you remove the bralette and toss it aside to join your shirt somewhere on the floor.

“Shouldn’t have worn one at all.” He smirks against your lips before diving in for another kiss.

“Definitely had to for the park.”

“You wore a loose sweater anyway, pretty girl. Nobody had to know.” You chuckle at his remarks, running your fingers through his hair. He makes his way down to your collarbone, nipping and sucking on the surface before moving down to your breasts. You let out a tiny gasp when his tongue circles a hardened bud, closing in on it and pulling back with a pop. He repeats his motions on the other, taking more time when he feels you squirm underneath him. He plants a trail of kisses down your sternum— to your stomach, reaching your waist. His hands settle on either side of your cotton shorts, meeting your eyes as he tugs both your shorts and panties down and sets them aside.

You are so beautiful.

Everything about you gives him butterflies.

“Fuck.” He lets out a breath. “How’d I get so lucky?” You shyly smile when you hear him ask while removing his shirt, settling in between your thighs in no time. His thumb is planted on your clit, easing in with a slow, circular pace. He watches as you slightly arch your back in response to his touch, biting onto your lip when he picks up his pace. He lowers his lips onto you, other hand settled against your inner thigh to keep you open for him. His tongue laps at your clit just as he inserts two fingers to prep you, spending his time just to continuously build that pressure for you. “Already so wet.”

“Mingi.” You call for his name as you tighten the grip on his hair, his fingers pumping in and out of you and keeping a steady pace. He continues his work, licking down every bit of you until he feels your breathing quicken, chest heaving up and down as your legs almost try to close him in.

“That’s it, baby.” He mumbles against you, hearing you let out a moan when you cum around his digits. “Good girl.” He praises, slowing down to give you time to gather yourself. He smiles and plants a kiss on your inner thigh before shedding off his sweats, aching to be inside of you sooner than later.

“God.” You whimper, watching him as he pumps himself a few times.

“Ready for me?” He lowers himself and whispers against your lips, hand still gripping his cock— running his tip in between your folds, nudging your clit to tease you.

“Yes. Need you.” The moment the statement leaves your lips, Mingi is inserting himself into you; the both of you let out silent moans against your lips, Mingi easing himself in until he bottoms out. He stills for a second, adjusting to the feeling— to you— relishing in every bit of the moment.

It’s the way you feel against him, the way your eyes flutter, the way you grip his biceps.

“Babe, please move.” You plead as Mingi presses his forehead against yours. He nods, beginning to work his hips at a slow pace while keeping his eyes locked onto yours.

“Shit.” He lets out a moan. “You feel so good.” He picks up the pace, hitting you in all the right spots—

In and out.

Deeply, passionately.

You moan against him when he snaps his hips against yours, steadying the headboard with a hand as much as possible. Your nails are digging into him, and he loves every fucking bit of this.

The way you arch against him, feeling your warmth against his.

The way your eyes roll back every time he hits a spot.

The way you chase after his slips for a sloppy kiss in between the whines you let out.

You are perfectly crafted by the stars, holding the universe in your eyes, down to every inch of your body.

Mingi’s thumb starts to circle your clit just as he feels your walls clenching tighter around him.

“Just like that.” You breathe out. “Mingi, please.” You beg and beg, hoping he’ll continue to work his way with you. You feel your stomach start to tighten, the coil within you threatening to unravel soon. Suddenly, Mingi removes his thumb from your sensitive nub— only to rest back on his ankles and let you sit on him. You carefully wrap your legs and arm around him while he kisses you, not wanting to break away from his lips. He has a hand tangled in your hair, while the other navigates down to your hip and gently encourages you to rock against him.

“Baaaby.” He hisses and breaks away from the kiss. “So fucking good. So perfect for me.” He continues to praise you as you roll against him, building enough friction to heighten the pleasure you feel.

“Fuck— ” You whine as Mingi sucks on your neck. You tug on the ends of his hair just as you quicken your pace, feeling yourself tipping over the edge. “Gonna cum—” You moan, probably a little too loud for your liking, but it is what it is; you’re too into your man at this moment.

“Let go for me.” He says before letting out a low groan. “Let me feel you.” And in a two, three deep rolls against him, you find yourself unraveling at the same time Mingi fills you up. Mingi holds you close as you tremble against him, watching as your face contorts in pleasure, nails digging into his back as you let everything go. He caresses your back and runs his fingers down your spine, planting sweet kisses on your cheek, eyes, nose, lips.

Anything to ease you, soothe you.

“You okay?” He chuckles as he brushes your hair back and kisses you once more.

“Mhm.” He looks at you so tenderly and lovingly that it drives you crazy, wondering how lucky you were to have him and Harin in this thing called life.

He will always give you butterflies.

“Let’s get you cleaned up?” He helps you off and leads you into the bathroom for a quick shower together. Mingi continues to shower you with love, peppering you with feathery kisses in between soaping you up and rinsing you off. Once you’ve both gotten cleaned up, you throw on some comfier clothes to prepare for the rest of the afternoon, while Mingi—

“Daddy.” The both of you hear Harin call for him. “Daddy?” She repeats with a slight whine, and you can only imagine the pout she’s sporting while waiting for her dad to come and get her.

“That definitely wasn’t an hour, babe.” He laughs a bit as he tosses on a new hoodie and matching sweats.

“Close enough.” He swings the door and finds Harin standing near her room in the hallway, waiting for Mingi to swoop her up into his arms.

“Had a good nap, princess?” You hear Mingi ask as he holds Harin in his arms and walks into your room.

“Mhm.” She rubs away at her eyes before they land on you and she smiles. “Hi mommy.”

“Aw, sweet thing. Hi babygirl.” You walk over and kiss her on the cheek while rubbing her back. “You ready to have a little snack and head to the store with mommy and daddy?”

“Yes. May I have yogurt, please?” You giggle hearing her politely ask for her favorite snack. She gives you butterflies.

“Yogurt it is!” Mingi answers animatedly as he bounces her in his arms. “We’ll meet you downstairs?” He looks at you. “Does mommy need a snack too? I think she’s a little tired.” You playfully hit him on the arm and shake your head.

“No. I’ll be there.”

“Okay.” He kisses your forehead and heads downstairs with Harin, making you chuckle to yourself as the two hum another song together.

They always give you butterflies.

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bratzforchris · 18 days

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hiii! I love your works with little space, they really warms my heart 🤍 could you maybe write for something with little Matt based on Wednesday's video? pls, thank you 🤍🤍

Snowy the Lamb

Summary: In which playing with Snowy the Lamb pushes Matt into some much needed tiny time<3

Pairing: Little!Matt x caregiver!reader

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 768

A/N: Thank you for the request! This video is actually my comfort video, I've watched it so many times :') As always, age regression is non sexual and innocent. Hate will be blocked and deleted<3

You looked up from your computer when you heard Matt open the door to your shared bedroom. His arms were full of what looked like toys as he dumped the pile of things on the bed, before migrating over to your desk chair and sitting down in your lap with a giggle. You had been working on some assignments for your online university courses while the triplets filmed, making you rather surprised to see Matt in such a good mood. Usually, he was exhausted and soft-spoken after filming, but he seemed to be excited at the moment, all giggles and bright smiles.

“You’re in a good mood,” You smiled, kissing his hair as he curled up in your lap. “I take it filming went well?”

Matt nodded quickly, another giggle falling from his lips. “We played with toys.”

“You did?” You asked with a chuckle. “I’m assuming that’s what those are from?” You nodded towards the bed.

Matt was open with his brothers about his littlespace, but rarely was he ever in it around them. You were slightly shocked that he had been so willing to do such an activity that would most likely push him into his headspace in front of the camera, but seeing the joy on his face told you it had been a wonderful filming session.

Your boy nodded his head and looked up at you, eyes slightly glassy. “Really fun,” he said with a yawn, subconsciously signaling to you that he would be slipping rather soon. “I like Snowy. She’s cute.”

“Snowy?” You questioned, unsure what Matt was talking about.

“The lamb,” he stood and pushed himself off your lap, going over to the bed and grabbing the toy before sitting down again. “See? I love her.”

“I love you.” You said sweetly, booping the tip of his freckled nose.

And just like that, you had pushed Matt straight into his headspace. “Mama,” he whined cutely, blushing and hiding his face against your shoulder. “Nooooo.”

“Cute baby.” You hummed, slowly rocking him back and forth in your arms as little yawns came from the boy every now and then.

“I seepy.” Matt said after a few moments of quiet, fully in littlespace now.

“Awww, I know, honey. It’s getting late for such a tiny boy to be up,” You said softly, taking on your ‘caregiver’ voice. “Let’s go brush your teeth and then we’ll get all cuddled up, okay?”

You hoisted yourself and Matt up out of the chair, thankful that you were both about the same height and weight. Your boy absolutely adored being carried when he was little, and the equal distribution made it much easier. You started to walk towards the bathroom until Matt whined against your shoulder, making grabby hands at your desk.

“No forget Snowy!” he told you very insistently.

You chuckled at Matt’s obsession with the new toy, handing it to him with ease and starting back towards the bathroom. Luckily, the combination of the new comfort object and exhaustion made him rather compliant, allowing you to sit him down on the closed toilet seat. Matt sat happily, playing with Snowy and giggling as you brushed his teeth and wiped his face with a warm washcloth. By the time you had reentered the bedroom and set the boy down on the bed though, the brunette was absolutely wiped, Snowy clutched against his chest as he yawned.

“All ready for bed!” You smiled happily, climbing under the covers beside him. “Do you wanna put Snowy on the nightstand, honey? She’s not really a cuddly toy, angel.” You explained gently, hoping Matt wouldn’t meltdown over it.

“Nuh uh. Snowy gots get cuddles too.” he explained cutely, toy clutched under one arm and clinging to you with the other.

“Okay, baby,” You sighed softly, kissing his hair. “Snowy can get cuddles too. Do ya want your paci, hun?”

Matt nodded eagerly, giggling happily as you slipped his pacifier into his mouth. It was pastel blue, decorated with small gems and beads that read ‘Baby Boy’ on it, along with a pug charm. It was very on-brand for him, and the boy absolutely loved it. Content now with his toys, to include Mr. Wrinkleton, and his pacifier, Matt curled up easily beside you, yawning widely.

“I seepy now. Go ni ni?” he asked, looking up at you with those big, blue eyes.

“We can go ni ni, little one,” You assured him, pecking his face with kisses. “I love you, angel.”

And with that, Matt easily fell asleep beside you, snoring softly and happily with Snowy the lamb by his side.

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idyllicidols · 1 year

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Jealousy.

Mina ft. surprise guests.

A/N: My first attempt at smut. Be kind and rewind.

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Mina has always been one of the most shy girls you have ever met. That’s what made it so surprising when she was the one who asked you out at the end of a friendly outing with your friends. One of your friends happened to work in the kpop industry, and you met Mina during one of these hangs. You’re ashamed to admit it, but you were actually eyeing Sana–chatting and flirting her up for the majority of the night.

When the night ended, Mina came up to you and asked for your number even though the two of you barely had interaction throughout the night. Even you weren’t stupid enough to turn her down, and you’re glad you didn’t. One date turned into two, which turned into three, which blossomed into a full blown relationship. Almost 4 months have passed, and you must say you’re still in the honeymoon phase.

Mina has remained that shy introverted girl that you fell for even to this day. However, there are certain days where she acts like a completely different animal. These days are where she cannot keep her hands off you. These days are few and far between, but when they happen, your only option is to just hang on for the ride. Today happened to be one of those days.

"Bedroom! Now!" Mina commands you as soon as the two of you enter your apartment. She immediately jumps into your arms wrapping her legs around your waist. A frenzied make out session occurs, slowly walking to the bedroom with Mina draped across you. As soon as you sit on the bed, she slides down your pants and nestles herself in-between your legs.

As much as you want a mind blowing blowjob from princess Mina Myoi, you have to get to the bottom of her personality changes.

"Mina, wait! Why are some days we lounge around like an old couple and other days you literally can't keep your hands off me?"

Mina's cheeks become flush, "I don't wanna say. Can't you just be happy that I wanna suck your cock?"

You pull Mina up to the bed and pull her in for an embrace, "No Mina. I want to understand what makes you tick. Tell me please." You can see the wheels turning in her head as she wonders what to say. A playful boop to her nose seems to be what it takes for her to open up.

"Fine, but don't make fun of me!"

"I promise."

"Do you notice that I get insanely horny on the days we hang out with my other members?"

Now that she mentions it, it always is days that you hang out with other members of TWICE where she jumps your bones.,

"Wait, are you telling me you're attracted to your other members?"

"WHAT?! No! I'm straight, it's just…"

"Just what?" You carefully stroke her shoulder.

"It's just I always get so jealous of how much the other members flirt with you, and it turns me on so much."

"Are you saying you have…"

"I don't know what to call it, but it always makes me feel hot and flustered. But it's also how beautiful the other members are, but at the end of the day it's me who you always choose to go home with…"

Two sets of lips are placed against each other in a passionate kiss. You've never felt as close to Mina as you did in this very moment with her baring her soul to you. This tender moment is brought to a halt by Mina. She releases the kiss and begins to kiss every part of your body until she's back in between your legs.

"I want you now more than ever."

Mina kneels in front of you, her hands resting on your thighs and her eyes looking up at you with a sultry gaze. She parts her lips and begins to move her mouth up and down your shaft, her tongue lightly lapping at the tip.

Your eyes close and you let out a soft moan, your hands gripping her hair as she works her magic. Mina gets more into it, her suction getting stronger with her cheeks hollowing out. That's when Mina thinks of a brilliant idea.

"Tell me how you've fantasized about each of them."

Her phone is placed in your hands, screen already unlocked and in a gallery of the other TWICE members in various backstage moments.

"Are you sure about this Mina?" You ask, nervous to tell Mina about your deepest fantasies.

She answers with her mouth, attempting to take you deeper down her mouth until she hits her gag reflex. Her eyes remain locked with yours, she silently nods her head.

Jihyo has always been warm and welcoming since the beginning. Even on the first day you met her, she told you that anyone that passes Mina's test must be a good person and she treats you like family immediately. Jihyo felt and treated you like an older sister, even if you are actually older than her.

Now you're being asked to describe how you would fuck her to your girlfriend. Her huge tits are covered by a tight green leather tank top, but her deep cleavage is on full display.

This is a brand new experience for you. "...I'd love to see her tits."

The annoyed expression says it all, followed up by taking your cock out of the warm embrace of her mouth. "You can do better than that, tell me everything you would do to her."

You rack your brain trying to see how honest Mina wants you to be. From the look in her eyes, she wants you to tell her everything. Taking in a deep breath before you begin.

"I'd rip that stupid green tank top right in half and fondle those ridiculous tits out in public."

It seems this is the kind of answer Mina is expecting. Your cock has never felt more appreciated, Mina rubs her face all along your shaft, stopping to give it kisses as she continues to worship it. "Tell me more."

"I'd lather those giant things in oil and slide my cock right in between…"

"Close your eyes and imagine my mouth as her tits as they wrap all around your cock."

You're transported to another world when you close your eyes. You can imagine your cock sandwiched in between Jihyo's giant tits as Mina continues to service you. Before you get too carried away, Mina stops in her tracks.

"Next!"

At first you're confused, but figure out she wants you to move on to the next member. A swipe of your finger and the next member is on display.

Tzuyu is someone who you barely know even after four months. There's a chance she's even quieter than Mina, but she occasionally throws out vicious comments that makes everyone in the room laugh.

The one thing that you're sure about is that her thighs are absolutely exquisite. It's still a little uncomfortable to say out loud, but you know this is what Mina wants. "I'd have her sit on my face and suffocate me with those thighs until she squirts all over me."

As soon as those words leave your mouth, you're pushed on to your back. You hadn't realized until now, but Mina is absolutely soaking wet hearing out your fantasies of her other members. Her panties may as well have not been there, already soaked through the cotton making her pussy fully visible against the now see-through fabric.

She hovers over your face, teasing your nose with her scent. Once she moves her panties to the side, there is enough residual nectar to drip on to your waiting lips. After enough anticipation, she plants herself against your lips.

"Close your eyes and imagine thick thighwanese legs strangling you."

Mina's thighs are nothing to laugh at, owning her own set of juicy thighs to die for. Mina straddles your face, her eyes smoldering with desire. She leans forward and grabs your face between her hands, pressing her soft lips to yours. Your heart starts racing as you savor the taste of her sweet lips and the sensation of her thighs squeezing against your ears.

Mina pulls away, her eyes still burning with passion. She shifts her hips, pressing her wetness even deeper against your lips–leaving an audible gasp when her clit starts rubbing against your nose.

"You like that, don't you? Is this how you imagine dear sweet Tzuyu riding your face?"

Your mouth is completely occupied so the only thing you can do is silently nod your head.

Mina smiles and begins to grind her hips, her wetness gradually coating your skin. She moans as you continue licking and sucking her most sensitive spots. Her pace increases, as does her breathing, each breath becoming more ragged as she feels herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

The grip around your head loosens, giving you the chance to slightly lift her up. "This is exactly how I would make Tzuyu squirt."

This is your chance to go on the offensive. Your lips attach to her clit, constantly flicking against her sensitive nub. The bucking of her hips intensifies, telling you everything that you needed to know.

"You're gonna make me cum!"

She shouts out as her orgasm crashes over her, her body trembling in pleasure. Your hands remain firmly planted on her hips, holding her steady as she rides out her orgasm, your tongue and lips still exploring her most sensitive spots.

When her orgasm finally passes, Mina collapses against you, her body still trembling in pleasure. She kisses you deeply, but you can see her eyes still smoldering with desire.

"Next!"

"Babe, are you sure? You already came, we don't have to keep going."

"I can always cum more and more. Besides, you still haven't finished yet."

You leave out a heavy sigh when Mina places her phone back in your hands. Now Chaeyoung is one of the closest members to Mina. In consequence, she's also super protective of Mina. She's been weary of you since the beginning, but she slowly started to warm up to you.

"I can't Mina. It's Chaeyoung."

"It's fine. I won't believe you if you didn't fantasize about having sex with her at least once."

She was right. Chaeyoung is cute as a button, but must also have another side, especially with the amount of art that covers her body. Even for as long as you've known her, you haven't even seen all the tattoos she possesses.

"I'd press her up against the wall, holding her arms above her head while my other hand explored every inch of her tiny body."

Mina nods her head and gets herself into position–pressing her body against the wall and you're quick to follow

Mina moans as you pin her arms above her head, her body pressed against the wall. She feels the heat of your body against her back and the warmth of your breath on her neck. She could feel the anticipation of what is to come, making her heart race with excitement.

"You like that, don't you?"

Mina nods, unable to find her voice, feeling your hands slide up her sides and your lips pressed against her neck. She leaves out another gasp when she feels your erection pressing against her.

"You want this, don't you?"

Mina nods again, her breath coming in short gasps. Your hands slide down her body, fingers teasing her nipples and making her moan with pleasure.

You pull away, leaving Mina wanting more. Just as she turns around to see where you are, you thrust into her, hard, causing her to scream out. Mina's breathing becomes more and more ragged with each and every thrust into her. You can feel every inch as you push in and out of the comfort of her silky walls. Your eyes close, and even though Mina is much more voluptuous than Chaeyoung, you can only picture Chaeyoung moaning your name being pressed up against the wall.

Your pace becomes more fevered, pushing her harder against the wall as she screams out your name. The tightness of her pussy squeezing your shaft snaps you out of your trance and the shape in front of you turns back to your lovely girlfriend. Mina orgasms again, hard, and she melts into the mattress. Your own orgasm was close, but she slid herself out of your grasp.

Taking a short breather, Mina gathers herself, then hands her phone to you again. "Next!"

And there it was. The one member you've been dreading to come across. Out of all the members, Sana is the only one you would consider a friend. She's friendly and personable, making you feel like a lifelong friend every time you meet up. There's a reason you were talking to her the most during your first meeting.

Mina can see it in your eyes. "It must be Sana." Mina isn't blind, even she can see how differently you act with Sana than anyone else. "It's okay, like I said, as long as it's me you come home to, it's perfectly fine."

"I'd - I'd - sorry Mina I can't do it."

Mina rests her head on your shoulder, gently stroking your chest with the back of her small hands. "Just tell me, we can do anything."

You look back at the picture, then close your eyes, trying to imagine all the different things you would do to Sana. "I'd fuck her pretty little mouth while she stared into my eyes."

Mina's eyes light up. She drags you to the edge of the bed then goes back into the same position that started this night. You look at her nervously, you've never actually done this with Mina before.

"Are you sure?"

"Imagine me as Sana," she says, her voice low and sultry. "Imagine her lips on your cock, her tongue swirling around your tip. Imagine her hands caressing your body, her fingers exploring every inch of you while you fuck her mouth."

And then she started. Doing everything she said she would, with your only job imagining it was Sana. You take a deep breath, trying to focus on her words.

"I want to feel every inch in me," she continues. "Fuck my mouth Oppa."

This was the straw that broke the camel's back. Mina moans with pleasure as your cock thrusts into her mouth. The muscles in your thighs tense as you increase your pace, pushing her head back and forth on your hard shaft.

She gasps, trying to speak up, but her voice is muffled by your hard cock. You look down at her and smile, your eyes glinting with pleasure as Mina takes you even deeper–your hands tangling in her hair, guiding her head.

"Do you like that, Sana?" Your voice now low and husky.

She nods, unable to form words. Your cock is now throbbing, swelling in her mouth, imagining your deepest fantasies with Mina doing her best to act them out.

Your hips move faster and faster until you let out a deep groan, finishing in her mouth.

Mina gasps for air the moment you pull out, but she has a deep satisfied smile plastered on her face.

"You are so fucking hot, Mina. I'll never forget this." You couldn't help but show Mina your appreciation for this night.

You lean down and kiss her, your lips tasting the remnants of your own cum. Mina's body still tingles with pleasure, her arousal finally satiated.

"Now that was something, wasn't it?" her voice still hoarse from your rough treatment. Her look of love for you growing deeper from this experiment. Mina smiles, her cheeks flush with embarrassment. After the horniness is fucked out of her, she returns back to her normal shy self.

You chuckle and pull her into your arms, holding her close as you kiss her forehead.

She whispers just loud enough for you to hear. "There's still four members left. Just remember. You're mine."

#twice smut #mina smut

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purplegrapevines · 7 months

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I Can Take It

Pairing: sub!Vi x fem!dom!reader

Content: smut, rough sex, overstimulation

Word count: 1.6k

Vi's fingers combed through your hair as she gently kissed your lips. You allow her tongue to explore your mouth as she has you pinned against the wall.

Vi pushes you onto the bed and climbs on top of you. God, she’s so hot. She pulls your shirt off, as she continues to make out with you.

You wrap your arms around her neck and pull her even closer, and you tug her shirt off as well. Your eyes trail down as you admire her incredibly defined abs, her breathing moving them slightly.

“Vi, I want to try something new today,” you say.

“What is it, baby?” Vi asks, looking at you attentively, as she runs her fingers through your hair again.

“Wanna fuck you."

Vi’s eyes widen for a second, and she looks a bit surprised. But then a teasing smile blooms on her face and she chuckles.

“You think you can fuck me, baby? Remember what happened the last time you tried that?” You remember. The last time you tried, she managed to take over again, and then she fucked you until you cried.

You’ve made her cum in various ways, but you’ve never actually fucked her before.

“I can do it,” you reply confidently, “and I have a surprise.” Vi looks intrigued.

“What is it, Cupcake?” she asks. You reach under the bed and pull out a box. Vi watches as you open it to reveal a medium-sized black strap-on.

“What? You wanna be fucked by this one, too?” Vi asks you.

You shake your head, “No, silly, it's for you.” You boop her nose. Vi laughs when she hears your plans for the strap.

“Huh? You’re serious? You’re gonna fuck me with a strap?” Vi chuckles, “I’d like to see how long that lasts, baby.”

“I’ll last, trust me this time,” you say. Vi smirks.

“Prove it,” Vi responds.

“Seriously? No more convincing?”

“Cupcake, I know you’re not actually gonna do it. You’ll give up before the tip is even in, and then you’ll beg me to fuck you.”

“I won’t!” you protest.

“Let’s see for ourselves, then, shall we? Give it a go, baby,” Vi challenges. You keep your serious expression on as you unbutton her pants. Vi doesn’t know what’s in store for her.

You pull her pants off and throw them on the floor. You reach for her underwear next, and you look up at her, silently asking for her permission. Vi nods.

“I’m gonna fuck that stupid smirk off your face,” you say, slowly dragging her underwear down her legs. Vi stretched and puts her arms behind her head, resting like she's on the beach.

You remove your clothes, following by attaching the strap to your waist.

"Give me the lube," you tell Vi. She reaches behind her and hands it to you, still seeming confident that you won't actually fuck her.

You squirt some of it onto your fingers.

"Lift your knees for me, baby," you tell her, and Vi complies. Her dripping pussy is on display, and you reach for it with your lubed up fingers.

With any verbal warning, you push your middle finger inside her hole. Vi's breath hitches.

You thrust it in and out a few times before you slowly add in another finger. You had never done this to Vi before. It felt... different. It felt good.

You thrust and spread her out with your fingers. Your fingers curl and Vi suddenly moans. In slight surprise, you avert your gaze to her face, and you see her face the same color as her hair as she hides it behind her hands.

You quickly grab them with your free hand and pin them to the bed.

"Don't hide your face from me," you tell her, "Be good." Vi nods. Her smirk was definitely gone by now. A bead of sweat drips down her flushed face.

You laugh, "I didn't even use the strap yet, and you already look like this." Vi blushes more and she looks embarrassed.

"Are you... actually planning on fucking me?" Vi asks.

"Yes. Do you not want it?"

"No, I do! I can take it. Easily." Vi says. You roll your eyes, she's back to her usual cockiness. But you see right through her. You can tell she's a bit nervous.

"Then you won't mind if I... do this." You thrust a third finger inside her, stretching her hole out more. Vi moaned loudly in pain and pleasure.

You start to move your fingers even faster, curling them to hit that one spot in her that makes her see stars.

“Oh, fuck…” Vi moans. Vi tries to squirm away from you to get away from the overwhelming pleasure, but you hold her down with your free arm.

"No. You can take it. “Remember what you said?” you say, increasing your pace. Vi tries to argue, but she can barely speak, only trying to hold back her moans, which she is clearly failing at.

“I’m cumming!” Vi shouts, her hands gripping the bedsheets hard while sweat ran down her face. You make sure you remember how beautiful Vi looks with this fucked-out expression.

“Cum for me.” And with that, Vi’s back arches and she finally lets go. Her moans and whimpers are music to your ears.

As she comes down from her high, you gently kiss her lips and start leaving a trail down her neck.

She kisses you back. You both are sweaty and out of breath, but neither of you care.

You finally pull away, get back on your knees in between her legs.

“What are you doing?” Vi asks. You laugh at her question.

“Baby, I haven’t even used the strap yet. What do you think I’m wearing this for?” You say.

Vi shakes her head, “I just came.”

You ignore her as you grab her right knee, and lift her leg up to rest on your left shoulder. You wrap an arm around the leg to keep her in place.

“Get ready for me, baby,” you say. Vi tries to squirm away, but is too weak from her previous orgasm.

“Please… I can’t take it,” Vi admits. Her face turns pink.

“You can, and you will,” you say, shutting down her protests, “But if you really want it to stop, then say the word. Do you understand?” Vi nods, but she doesn’t say the word. Oh, her and her ego.

You begin to line the strap up with her dripping entrance. In one swift motion, you thrust it in. Since she’s stretched out already, you bottom out quickly.

Vi screams at the sudden stretch and the overstimulation.

“Hurts!” Vi yells. Her fingers claw into the bedsheets below her, and her eyes are squeezed shut.

You gently stroke her hair to comfort her, but you don’t stop. You slowly pull the strap out until about half of it was in. You intertwine your fingers with hers before you thrust it in hard.

Vi screams.

“Sensitive! It’s so sensitive, please!” Vi begs. Her legs jolt and she tries to close them, but you hold the leg on your shoulder tightly.

You repeat your ministrations, as Vi screams again and again. It sounded like a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Aw, baby, it hurts, doesn’t it?” You say, sounding somewhat mocking even though you don’t intend for it to sound that way.

Vi nods in response, as her whole body trembles. You kiss her knee, but make no other attempt to be easier on her.

Instead, you increase your pace and lean forward, bringing Vi’s leg near her chest.

The wet sounds of her pussy taking your strap is clouded by her loud screams. Her hand clutches your hand harder.

“You’re doing so good,” you tell her, your pace not faltering for one second.

Vi doesn’t, and can’t, respond. It hurts but it feels so good. You make her feel so good. You reach down and start to rub her clit.

Vi starts to feel her second orgasm approaching due to your precise thrusts and quick rubbing of her clit. She starts to tremble violently. She tries to tell you that she’s cumming, but she can’t form the words. Well, you could probably guess that by now.

Determined, you rub her clit even faster and bite on her neck.

Vi finally tips over the edge, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she sees stars.

You drag out her high and continue rubbing her clit, though your strap stays still, buried inside of her.

Vi tries to push your hand away as tears fall down her cheeks.

“Please, no more, please! Begging you!” Vi yells in pain.

You finally let up, moving your hand away from her red and swollen pussy.

As gently as you can, you remove the strap from her hole. Vi winces and whimpers.

Once the strap is out, you unfasten it and toss it on the floor for cleaning later.

You plop next to her, tired and worn out. Not as worn out as Vi though. You turn on your side towards her and run your hand down her face. Vi smiles softly at the action and her your hand in hers, looking up at you with those beautiful, gray eyes.

“Are you okay, baby? Was it too much?” you ask.

Vi shakes her head and scoots closer to you.

“It was so good…” Vi says as she rests her head on your shoulder and starts to drift off.

“We should do this more,” you say.

Vi nods.

“Yeah…” Vi says, sounding sleepy.

You look down at her face again, and softly chuckle to yourself when you see that she has fallen asleep.

“You took it so well, baby."

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mrtwizz · 1 year

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Snow On The Beach W.A. [Part Two]

Alternative Title: Poe Cup and Pilgrims?

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x Fem Reader slow burn series

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of death, teen angst

Word count: 3.9k

Summary: Wednesday seems to be filling up too much of Y/n's thoughts, and Wednesday does not enjoy the vampire infiltrating her thoughts.

Part One, Part Two, Part Three

Enid had suggested that Y/n come back to her dorm to hang out like they usually did. Claiming she feels abandoned because she hasn’t been getting the proper attention lately.

Y/n scoffed at Enid’s dramatics and walked with her to dinner.

The two gossiped and giggled as they ate, talking about who they thought was with who. Who was caught sneaking out of who’s dorm, the usual gossip.

After dinner they went up to Enid’s room that she shared with a certain gothic girl. The two listened to music and talked, until Enid got a text that Yoko and Diviana were in the infirmary. Both of the girls having gotten separate illnesses.

Enid started to hysterically sob, and dramatically threw herself on the edge of her bed. Y/n carefully placed herself on the ground next to Enid.

“Hey, Enid it will be okay. I can help, and I bet with persuasion Wednesday will too.” Y/n tried to comfort her.

“Where is Wednesday?” Enid cried.

“I’m not sure…” Y/n trailed off, neither had seen the gothy teen since she left the beekeeping shed. Y/n hoped that Wednesday hadn’t run into the monster that had torn Rowan into shreds.

After a few minutes of Enid’s uncontrollable sobs, Wednesday Addams climbs through their window.

“Where the hell have you been?” Enid shrieks as she jumps up from her kneeling position next to her bed, “I’m literally having a heart attack right now! Yoko and Dividina are in the infirmary.”

“What happened?” Wednesday asks, eyes glancing at the vampire on the ground.

“Garlic bread incident at dinner.” Enid growled, “She had a major reaction, which means she’s out of the Poe Cup. And I don’t have enough members.”

“It wasn’t an accident, Bianca is behind it.” Wednesday states.

“How do you know?” Y/n asks from the floor.

“Doesn’t matter.” Wednesday responds, “We are going to take her down tomorrow.”

“Wait, you’re joining the Black Cats?” Enid’s voice softens, and she steps closer to Wednesday “You’re willing to do that?”

The girl in all black steps back as soon as Enid steps forwards.

“I want to humiliate Bianca so badly, that the bitter taste of defeat burns in her throat.” Wednesday says with a hint of malicious intent in her voice.

“Yeah, but you’re mostly doing it because we’re friends. Right?” Enid asks, causing Wednesday to quickly turn around and face the window.

“Tell me how she keeps winning.” Wednesday demands.

“It’s a real brain cramp.” Enid responds, “The past two years no other boat had made it across and back without sinking.”

“Sounds like sabotage.” Wednesday comments.

“Oh it is, there’s no rules to the Poe Cup. And it’s in water, that’s like Bianca’s domain.” Y/n says.

Wednesday looks to where Y/n sits, “Then we just need to beat her at her own game.”

The next day the three of them start setting up how to beat Bianca, Wednesday and Y/n walk past the siren on their way to Enid. Y/n gave Bianca a smile with a little wave, while Wednesday glared.

“We’re all set.” Enid tells the two.

“Good, Things in position.” Wednesday says.

“Wanna tell me what you three were up to all night?” Enid asks.

“And spoil the surprise?” Wednesday responds, in what should be a teasing tone.

“Speaking of surprises, your costume is in the tent!” Enid giggles.

Wednesday looks at Enid, horrified, “Costume?”

Y/n and Enid both laugh, knowing Wednesday would have immediately shut everything down before it started if she knew she had to wear the cat suit.

Enid and Y/n get one after another and then do each other's cat makeup.

Y/n can feel the felt tip of Enid’s eyeliner against her cheeks as she draws on the finishing touches.

“All done!” Enid says, booping Y/n’s nose as she does so, causing the two of them to giggle.

“OMG you look purr-fect!” Enid says when Wednesday leaves the tent, “Only thing, where are your whiskers?”

“Ask again and you’ll be down to eight lives.” Wednesday threatens.

Y/n grabs her phone from her bag to take a picture of the three of them. Enid’s bright and happy face, Y/n’s plastered with a smile, and Wednesday with her signature deadpan face. Only if Y/n looked hard enough she could see the faintest smile on the goth girl's face.

The three of them make their way down to the lake where the rest of their team is, they all get into their canoe. Y/n can see Enid look and wave at Ajax.

Apparently Wednesday sees it too, “Focus.”

Y/n can’t help but let out a small laugh at Wednesday’s bossy behavior.

“What do we have here?” Bianca said from her canoe, causing the three to look over, “The runt of the litter.”

“For the record, I don’t believe I’m better than everyone else. Just that I’m better than you.” Wednesday states.

Weems' voice comes over the speakers, “I would like to welcome you all to the Edgar Allen Poe Cup. This is one of Nevermore’s proudest annual traditions, dating back to a hundred twenty-five years. Each team must row across to Raven Island, pull a flag from Crackstones Crypt, and hustle back without sinking or being sunk.”

“The first team to cross the finish line with their flag wins the cup and bragging rights for the year.” Weems explains, “As well as some special privileges. Let the Pope Cup Begin!” She shoots a gun into the air.

They quickly made their way across the river to the island, and everyone got out of the canoe to tie it up.

“Stay here and make sure Bianca can’t sabotage the boat.” Wednesday instructs before her and Y/n take off to find their flag.

The pair quickly make their way to Crackstones Crypt, they run past Xavier and his teammate, both of whom were dressed as jokers.

“Later Wednesday!” Xavier shouted.

If the time had called for it Y/n would have rolled her eyes at Xaviers intense pining.

Crackstones Crypt was a large stone tomb with two statues on either side of it and read “Joseph Crackstone” above the entrance. When Wednesday approached the tomb to grab the flag she braced her body against the wall of the crypt. Her head snapped back and her body fell.

Y/n quickly caught her falling body before she could hit the hard ground under them.

“Wednesday?” Y/n was panicked, she didn’t know what was happening.

Her first assumption was a seizure, only Wednesday’s cold body didn’t shake. So she just sat there for a few moments, keeping two of her fingers on the base of Wednesday’s throat to make sure she was still alive.

Bianca passed the pair, grabbing her team's flag as Wednesday came back to, “Taking a catnap?”

“What the hell happened?” Y/n asked, the two of them jumping to their feet.

“Nothing.” Wednesday replied, holding the flag as they ran.

They quickly made it back to the boat and got in, and began rowing back.

“See ya jokesters!” Enid laughs as they row past their sinking boat, “I just asked myself WWWD, What Would Wednesday Do?”

As they neared Bianca’s canoe Wednesday pushed a lever that opened panels on the side to reveal spikes. Their canoes got closer together before a force under the water began pushing the Black Cat canoe away from the Gold Bugs and towards a red pillar.

The team tried to row against the force pushing them, but it was little to no use. Until Thing dove into the water, Y/n wanted to question the legistics about it but decided that the explanation of “Addams family” was a just enough one.

Their team began to catch back up with the other boat, finally slicing into the bottom of it as they passed by.

“Gotcha.” Y/n said with a smirk, as they passed the final boat and made it to the dock, winning the Poe Cup.

The crowd dressed in mostly black and purple pinstripe cheered as they did so. Enid, Y/n, and Wednesday got out of the boat first with the flag and ran to the finish line. Both Enid and Y/n with wide grins on their faces and Wednesday with a small one.

Y/n and Enid put an arm around each of Wednesday’s shoulders and began jumping up and down with excitement. Y/n moved and hugged Eugene who was also jumping with excitement for his friends/fellow hummers.

“OMG Wednesday we did it,” Enid said, moving to grab and shake Wednesday by the shoulders, “This is the greatest moment of my entire life.”

“Admit it, you kind of got into the school spirit thing.” Y/n said, now jumping around in circles with Eugene.

“You guys didn’t say it’s a dark, vengeful spirit.” Wednesday spoke in a lighter tone than usual, her own excitement evident. The look in her eyes and the smirk she wore turned Y/n’s bones to jelly.

Y/n knew her crush on the Addams girl was a bit over the top and the way her stomach twisted and erupted with butterflies was enough to make her face burn in embarrassment. But the laughter and cheers hide the way her body was lit on fire.

They got changed into their normal uniform, save for Y/n who always altered and hemmed hers to make it shorter and make her feel better about having to wear in her opinion the ‘ugliest uniform known to man’.

They stood in front of the entirety of Nevermore’s student body and staff in the quad, “The Poe Cup first took place in 1897, as a way to not only honor Nevermore’s most famous alumni, but to celebrate those values that all outcasts share.” Weems announced.

Enid and Y/n shared a smile as they stood next to each other, both still buzzing with excitement.

“Community, perseverance, and determination. And we certainly saw those values on display today.” Weems continued as she handed the cup to Enid who squealed with delight.

Enid held up the trophy and let out a triumphant, “Whoo!” as people cheered.

“Congratulations Ophelia Hall!” Weems said.

Y/n was cheering with the team when she caught a glimpse of Wednesday walking off. Y/n assumed that the attention was too much for her. Y/n paused for a minute before deciding to go after her.

Wednesday sat on the ledge that held a statue of Edgar Allen, she was looking up when Y/n entered the secluded area.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Hiding.” Wednesday responded, getting to her feet, “People keep randomly smiling at me, it’s unsettling.”

Y/n laughed, walking with Wednesday, “It’s called having your shining moment, you beat Bianca Barclay. Nobody’s ever done that, enjoy it.” Y/n pauses, looking at the table of giggling girls,“The other girls wanted to know if you wanted to hang out later?”

Wednesday gave Y/n a look, “Oh come on, get out of your comfort zone. It won’t kill you.”

“I’ll think about it.” The gothy teen replies, taking Y/n by surprise.

Y/n smiled and made her way over to the table as she saw Weems approaching Wednesday. Enid gave the smiling girl a look.

“Don’t even.” Y/n threatened the bubbly blonde, she sighed at her own emotions.

Later that night Y/n lie awake in her dorm that she shared with a fuming Bianca, she must have assumed Y/n were asleep when she left with that purple robe. Y/n knew where she was going and didn’t care enough to join. She simply laid in her bed, facing the wall. Drowning in her own thoughts.

Y/n realized at about 12:32 in the morning that when Wednesday had fallen at Crackstone’s Crypt, it was another vision. Y/n wasn’t sure what Wednesday had been seeing in her visions but she assumed that they weren’t good. Y/n laughed to herself, lately most of her thoughts were taken up by a certain girl who only sometimes wanted anything to do with her.

She wondered when this crush phase would die down, or better yet be over? Deep in the back of her mind she knew it wasn’t a phase and that these feelings would consume her whole, but in the moment she wanted to pretend otherwise. Slowly Y/n drifted off to sleep. `

When Wednesday had entered the Nightshade’s secret library she looked at the pictures on the walls, scoffing at her mothers smirk. One peculiar painting stuck out to her, one of a girl who looked almost identical to Y/n. Wednesday made a mental note to ask Y/n about what she knew about the Nightshades at a later time. The gothy teen’s thoughts strayed to Y/n for a moment longer than she would have appreciated.

Wednesday Addams did not understand the emotions and feelings that Y/n made her feel, and wanted to resent Y/n for it. Only something in her pulled Wednesday in closer and closer. As if threatening to strangle her. Wednesday lets her mind wander to Y/n for a moment too long when her world suddenly erupts into darkness, luckily she was not afraid of the dark.

The next morning Y/n got dressed and left before Bianca had woken up, it was Outreach day meaning they had to do volunteer work. How can it be called volunteer work when it's required? It’s something Y/n had yet to understand, and probably never would.

Y/n stood with Eugene as Weems explained what they would be doing that day, “As you know Outreach day culminates in a very special event, the dedication to a new memorial statue in the town square. Which will also include performances by Nevermore students.

Eugene and others began buzzing with excitement,

Ms Thornhill hands Eugene and Y/n their assignments.

“Whatcha get?” Eugene asks.

“Pilgrim World.” Y/n responds.

“Me too!” The boy exclaimed excitedly.

Eugene, Y/n, and Enid were making their way to Pilgrim World when Wednesday stopped Enid. Her and Y/n’s arms were linked, causing Y/n to stop as well.

“Switch volunteer assignments with me.” Wednesday almost asked, but mostly demanded, sticking out the blue envelope to the blonde.

“What? No.” Enid grimaced, “Uriah’s Heap is definitely not my bag.”

“It’s an emergency, I need to check out Pilgrim World.” Wednesday said, looking past Enid and Y/n for a split second. “But Wednesday, this is not a fair trade. Why would I agree to spend the entire day at some dumpy emporium of crapola?” Enid asks.

Wednesday sticks out the colorful envelope once more as if this were strategically planned. Y/n wouldn't be surprised if Wednesday had formulated an entire plan to get Enid to switch assignments with her.

“Because Ajax is going to be volunteering there.” Wednesday responds, and Enid’s body language changes, “Thing sneaked a peak at his assignment. But if you’re not interested-” Wednesday turns slightly from the two as she says it.

“No!” Enid grabs the slip from Wednesday’s hand, “Oh my God, thank you. You’re the best.” Enid gently shakes Wednesday's arms, before running off with a giggle.

“What do you need from Pilgrim World?” Y/n inquires once it’s just the two of them.

“According to Xavier,” Y/n rolls her eyes at the mention of the artistic boy, “Crackstone’s journal is in there.”

The two walk in silence the rest of the way to the little ‘village’ that is Pilgrim World.

There was an old man, an actor, yelling to people, “Witch trials everyday!”

“Damn wish someone would hang me.” Y/n murmured to herself, not intending on anyone else hearing, and even if anyone else (Wednesday) did they didn’t say anything.

Y/n immediately spots Eugene as they walk in, “Y/n where did you go? Where’s Enid?” “Enid and Wednesday switched assignments.” Y/n responded.

“Oh, wanna take a Hummers group photo?” Eugene’s happy tone was impossible for anyone to say no to.

Well almost anyone, only she didn’t have time to say anything before Y/n was agreeing. Eugene took a selfie of the three of them, him smiling happily, Y/n smiling for the picture, and Wednesday looking stoic as always. Y/n was suddenly happy for her choice of eyewear, the oversized sunglasses veiled the way her smile hadn’t truly reached her eyes.

“Good morrow, my young Nevermore kin. I am Misteress Arlene. A real OC.” Another actor, presumably in charge of the Nevermore ‘volunteers’, introduced herself.

Eugene smiled at the attempt at a joke Arlene made, and Y/n realized she would do just about anything for the kid standing next to her. She adored him as if he were her brother, something that she had lost long ago. Way back when she was still human, but there was no time to dwell on emotions from the past. She had required volunteer work to do.

“Now privy, put your cell phones on vibrate and make haste. For you are about to travel back in time to the year of our lord 1625.” The pilgrim lady instructs as she begins her tale and turns around.

“I was still alive back then.” Y/n whispers to Eugene, who looks at her bewildered.

“Really?” Eugene asks, believing every word she says.

“No.” Y/n responds with a smile, before walking with the group.

Arlene the pilgrim lady shows off the ‘settlement’ and explains bits of it as she does so. Y/n checks out, not caring what she had to say, or anything around her. She hadn’t even noticed Wednesday move up to right behind her shoulder, something on a normal day she would have noticed without question. Maybe she could blame the gloomy weather for the way she had been feeling, or maybe it had been her own mind. Either way, she was feeling down and couldn't help but give into the feelings.

Suddenly she checks back into reality when Wednesday moves from her shoulder to in front of her.

“I haveth a query.” Wednesday spoke, going along with the 1600’s act the park had going for it.

“Pray be quick child.” The ginger woman responded.

In the meeting house, which of Joseph Crackstone’s artifacts are on display?” Wednesday asked, and Y/n wondered where her sudden curiosity of Crackstone had stemmed from.

She assumed it had something to do with the vision she had at Crackstone’s Crypt, or maybe it had to do with Rowan’s death and sudden ‘revival'?

“It truly is a treasure trove, including original farm tools, tableware, even the Crackstone chamber pot.” Arlene explained.

“Sounds faciating, I volunteer to work in there.” Wednesday said.

“Pray, no. That exhibit is being renovated.” The pilgrim lady took her role as a pilgrim a little too seriously, and Y/n wondered if she ever caught herself speaking like this in front of normal people. “Today thou will all be working at the beating heart of Pilgrim World.”

“Ye olde fudgery?” Eugene sounded excited.

Next to him Wednesday had a homicidal look on her face, “More like ye olde diabetes in a box.”

“Volunteers, prick up thine ears.” The lady rhymed, “Fudge is the lifeblood of our humble community. And samples equal sales, so grab a uniform and a box and make our forefathers proud.”

Wednesday picked up a part of the uniform, “Is this for muzzling tourists?”

Y/n glanced over to where Eugene ate yet another piece of the fudge, cringing at the idea of consuming that much chocolate. Y/n turned for a moment before looking back to see a boy grab Eugene, but before she could do anything she watched as he threw up on the boys. She had to turn around at the sight of the vomit. Y/n however did make her way to the boys, in an inhumanly fast manner, once they tried to put Eugene in the stocks.

Y/n put her hand on the top part of the stocks, to prevent it from closing on Eugene, “Let him go.”

“You wanna end up in the stocks too?” One of the boys taunted.

“Do you really want to get your ass handed to you,” Y/n feigned a sweet voice, “by a girl?”

The boy grabbed Eugene and shoved him from the stocks and tried to grab Y/n, who was easily able to dodge his hand, instead moving to trip him. He growled as he got up and tried to hit her once more, but she grabbed his hand, twisting it to a painful angle and shoved him into the wooden frame.

“What are you two standing here for?” Y/n asked, turning to the other boys.

“I can’t get into more trouble with my dad.” The taller of the two spoke, before they both walked off.

“Wait, Lucas!” The imprisoned boy called out.

Y/n gave Eugene an almost pitiful look, only he couldn’t see it through her glasses, “Let's get you cleaned up.”

Y/n was reminded of when she was alive and she took care of her younger brother. Back when both of them were alive, but now neither would know the way their skin would wrinkle. Neither knew the feeling of growing up and getting old, only Y/n got to continue her life in this realm while her brother did not.

Eugene sat on a hay bail while Y/n kneeled in front of him to wipe his face, gently holding it as she did so. Letting her mind wander back all those years ago when she had done this to her dear younger brother William. The way he would squirm away from her grasp, and the two would laugh.

“You okay there, Y/n?” Eugene asked, concern for the girl lacing his voice.

“Yeah, uh my eyes just got really dry.” Y/n replied, using the back of her hand to wipe her face, consequently smearing the makeup she had put on earlier that morning.

Wednesday appeared out of seemingly thin air behind Y/n, “What happened?”

Y/n jumped and clutched at her chest, as if her heart could stop once more from the fright, “Jesus! How the hell do you manage to sneak up on me?”

Eugene explained the way Y/n ‘saved his ass’, “I don’t really have anyone other than Y/n, if you can believe it.”

“You said it yourself, Hummers stick together.” Wednesday says, a warm tone of what Y/n could only describe as fondness.

“You're Like my brother Eugene.” Y/n never opened up about her time alive, so her saying this surprised both parties, “Back before…everything he was the kindest little boy. I think that if he would’ve made it into adolescence he would have been a lot like you Eugene, and I have a feeling I would have had to pick some fights for him.”

Wednesday didn’t know just how alike her and the girl were.

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PAIRING - Jisung x F!Reader

SYNOPSIS - After an off the cuff kiss leaves you anxious and confused, you decide to confront your feelings and your best friend.

WORDCOUNT - 3.6k

WARNINGS - Wholesome fluff, Best Friend!Jisung, Jisung interacting with a child, subtle teasing, your basic crush anxieties, reader's on babysitting duty (for those who aren't into kids, I gotchu)

A/N - So this is part two of a fic that should've been posted four years ago on Han's birthday, but hey! There's no time like the present, right? Happy Han day!!🎉

Part One (I recommend reading, as some of this won't make much sense otherwise)

"Higher! Higher!" Your little cousin squeals, kicking her little legs back and forth on the swing.

You and Jisung had decided on taking her to the park after stopping for a bite to eat, settling on dinosaur nuggets at her favorite restaurant. You'd sat there mute the entire time, watching your best friend and your cousin interact amongst each other. No thanks to your brain having been thrown into a whirlwind not an hour prior.

Even now, you sit on a swing a few feet away, watching Jisung push the small child higher. You know you should be focused on spending time with the two people in front of you, but your mind has been focused on Jisung's lips.

Jisung had kissed you. And not just some little smooch on the cheek like he normally would. Always the jokester, but no. He had full-on kissed you. Your sneakers dig into the mulch under your feet, swinging slightly as your mind buzzes. His actions have left you scratching your head.

"Higher!!!"

"If you go any higher, you're gonna fly to the moon!" Jisung exclaims, ignoring his own warning as he bends to the little girl's demands. Her head sweeps back with a giggle, the wind playing with tangled pigtails as she kicks her feet forward.

"Maybe I wanna go there! Or even Mars," She sticks her tongue out in thought, "Or Saturn!"

Jisung gasps dramatically, hopping on the swing beside hers.

"Are you going on a secret space mission? Are there, perhaps, some evil aliens up there who need a firm butt-kicking!?" He asks, following up with an animated wag of his fist. More giggles resound through the empty park and Jisung beams with pride at the giddy child. He always hopes for a giggle, doesn't he?

"Nooo! I don' know," She giggles again, a toothy grin taking over chunky cheeks. "My teacher says Saturn has lots of moons!"

"Really? Just how many moons does Saturn have, Sweet Pea?"

You chuckle to yourself, listening in on the banter as she ponders her answer. Brown eyes find yours for a moment and you swear your heart is imploding in your chest at the soft smile he blesses you with.

"Uhhhh, Saturn has tons and tons of moons." A tiny finger gestures to the clear sky above, faint masses of hydrogen and helium dancing in a gravitational choreography that twinkles through the atmosphere. "Like as many stars as there are up there!"

Jisung scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief.

"No way, Little Astronomer!"

"Yes way!! It's the truth, Sung Sung! You can search it on the computer and everything!" She's sticking her nose up in a know-it-all fashion, losing momentum from all the animated movement she's been pulling on her swing. She pumps her legs again, trying to get back in a fluid back and forth motion.

Jisung chuckles, sneaking behind the six-year-old to swiftly lift her off the swing. She squeals at his prodding fingers, grabbing at the collar of his T-shirt when he settles her on his hip. You can't help the smile on your lips, watching the two of them poke and prod at each other until your cousin is shying away with timid little giggles. But when Jisung makes his way towards you, her face quickly falls.

"We aren't leaving yet, are we?" She asks, her bottom lip jutting out. Jisung mirrors her, booping the tip of her nose with a finger.

"Hey, turn that frown upside down! We've still got a movie to watch at home." He reminds her. Another gentle poke to her cheek. And now she's poking his cheeks with that same gentle nature and Jisung is giving her the biggest grin he possibly could and you're pretty sure you're going into cardiac arrest.

"What do ya say, Sweet Pea?"

Little hands find the chain around his neck as he talks, fiddling with the links like she always does.

"Okay... can we watch The Princess and the Frog?"

"We can watch whatever you want." He replies, eye sparkling as he holds her gaze. You watch her face light up, looking between you and Jisung with unbridled excitement. She nods and giggles, and you're just about to pull yourself up from the swing when a hand extends to you.

"Your Highness..." He bows as far forward as is possible with a clingy six-year-old on his hip, a small quirk on his lips. Your gaze lingers far too long there and you try to pull off an eye roll and exasperated mannerisms, taking his hand in yours.

"It's Your Cowness, thank you very much!" You mutter as he pulls you to your feet.

"Bovine-ness, if we're being technical."

"Really?"

"Really."

You're lucky it's dark out, because the blood is probably rushing to your cheeks.

"Look, Sung Sung!" A tiny hand pulls at Jisung's shirt, quickly getting his attention. "The swan is in the sky!"

"Ah, you're right, Peanut!" His focus wanes, looking to where she's pointing. "What's the swan's name again? I forget."

"Cygnus!" She shouts. With a missing front tooth, it comes out a little more like Cygmus, but you give her an E for effort.

Indeed, Cygnus soars high above your suburban town, most stars too faint to see with the nearby lights of the city. But you can easily make out most of the familiar constellations up there through all the light pollution.

"Ah, you really are an astronomer!" He says, fingers coming up to scratch the underside of her chin. You're thankful for those magical giggles right now, helping to shake off your nerves from a moment ago.

It's just Jisung being Jisung, you remind yourself as the three of you begin the walk back home. The weight of a tiny head rests on Jisung's shoulders, grumbles coming out here and there as she attempts to get comfortable in his arms. He chuckles at her comical little noises, shifting her so she's cradled in his arms.

"That better?" He asks, grinning as she tilts her head back into the crook of his elbow. The perfect stargazing position. She nods, continuing her search with a gummy grin. Jisung does his best not to sway her as he walks, keeping his arms steady as she keeps those brown eyes skyward. Hercules slaying the magnificent beast, Draco. Aquila flying closely to the swan she'd first identified. Ophiuchus; the snake man, as she labels him. She points out what she knows

But before you know it, those brown eyes have closed and soft breaths have replaced that mousey voice.

And then it was you and him.

Jisung adjusts the child in his hold, being careful not to wake her. That smile still sits itself on his pretty face when he glances over to you and you press your lips together, offering him a lopsided grin before you look away.

How many times had he smiled like that tonight?

And at you, no less. It felt like Jisung had toned down on his usual joking since you had left the house a few hours prior. His interactions hadn't changed with your little cousin though - always the playful, accommodating King in her eyes. You, however?

Since you'd left the house, you took note of the glances he had spared you. Many. Often. Even as he did his best to look casual about it, he had failed. When you would catch his gaze mid-admiration, he would shoot you a smile so soft and genuine, you were certain you could hear the choir of angels above singing. And then there's the paying for dinner. He was adamant about it, even as you insisted that you would foot the bill this time. It wasn't out of character for him. Jisung was always bringing over snacks or picking up takeout before he'd see you, and you'd often try to pay him back your half, at the very least. Didn't work most times, but tonight wasn't the usual.

Was he just being the usual gentleman he always is, or was it that ki-

"You've been pretty quiet."

Jisung's voice is soft, but he still manages to make you jump out of your skin. You turn your head toward him, eyes wide.

"Me?"

"Unless there's a ghost here with us... yes, you." His little quip manifests a teasing grin and you inwardly groan. That smile... Stop that!

"Just tired," You reply, shaking your head. "Babysitting royalty takes a lot out of me."

Jisung chuckles, adjusting the sleeping princess in his embrace with all the care in the world.

"That smile is worth it, though." He admits.

Even in sleep, the little tyke has a soft curl to her lips, her head resting against his shoulder. Your shoe scuffs lightly against the sidewalk, too enamored by the smile that's taken over your best friend's face.

Your smile is worth it!

"You must be pretty comfortable." You murmur, and his brown eyes dart up to yours. The child's head falls slightly from his movements and he curses under his breath, readjusting himself so her head finds purchase in the junction of his neck. He's so careful with her, bringing a hand up to cradle her head as you both walk the dimly-lit street. You can't stop your heart from fluttering at the scene. The grin on his face says it all; she has him wrapped around her little finger.

"My arm would beg to differ." He jokes, but he makes no more adjustments.

"I can take her."

"No, no." He promptly rejects the offer, gesturing down the street. "We're almost there. I wouldn't wanna wake her on accident."

You chuckle at his response.

Yep... wrapped tight.

You fall into another silence as you round the corner of your street. It's comfortable, really - Jisung keeping himself occupied with the comfort of the sleeping child, and you sneaking glances every so often. The wind picks up, wisping strands of hair into your line of sight as you walk. You glance over again, eyes going wide at the deep browns that are already staring back. It instantaneous the way your head snaps forward, eyes darting to anywhere else as you clear your throat. You feel your heart stall in it's usual function. Jisung's laugh perks your ears, watching you try so hard to look nonchalant.

"What...?" He asks, his head slowly craning towards you. His voice is soft as ever when he speaks, even your heartbeat quiets in your ears, listening graciously to the way he articulates his words. Dark eyes flicker between your face and your body language. Studying your mannerisms. Those lips quirk into a teasing grin, and-

Oh. When did your gaze fall on his again?! How long have you been staring? Why are you still staring? You bring a hand up to scratch the back of your head.

"Nothing!" You say, perhaps a little too loudly. You can feel yourself flush slightly, tucking your hands into the fabric of your jacket pocket. He snickers at your response, glancing down at the little girl still sound asleep in his arms. Then, he returns his attention to you.

You're speed-walking now, more than a few steps ahead of him as you get closer to your house. His expression is one of amused curiosity. Your cousin stirs in her sleep, shifting until the crown of her skull rests just under his chin. His arms tighten around her, and she nuzzles into his shirt.

"Sure looks like nothing, hm." He mumbles to the child, sighing as he picks up his pace.

Your cheeks burn as you make it up to the front door, slotting the key in the lock with all the focus in the world. The door swings open and Jisung follows you inside, slipping his shoes off at the door before doing the same for the child on his hip. Before you can even speak, he's making a beeline for the hall with your little cousin still cradled in his arms. You follow behind him as he shoulders the door to your bedroom open, pulling the sheets back on the bed. There's a tiny whine that escapes her throat, and Jisung furrows a brow.

"Come on, Peanut." He whispers, fingers gently grasping at the tiny hand clinging to his shirt. You can't keep your eyes off Jisung as he coddles the grumpy little tyke. It only causes her to bury herself further into his chest, eyes shut tight and face scrunched up in displeasure. You lean against the door frame with raised brows, watching as he figures out how to put her to bed with little issue.

It takes a moment of thought - you see him calculating a plan behind those deep browns as he stands there with her in his arms - before he tilts his head down. You can't make out the soft murmur of words that are shared, but your heart flutters as the harsh lines that wrinkle her face soften. Tiny fingers release their grip on the fabric, and Jisung turns back toward the bed, cradling her head until it hits the pillows below. She slowly but surely relaxes into the comfort of your bed, long lashes fluttering as the duvet is brought up to her chin.

When Jisung turns back toward you, he pauses at the look of admiration you're giving him. It's his turn to clear his throat, glancing back at your cousin and running a hand through his hair. You gesture toward the door when he looks back at you, leaving the lamp on the nightstand on as you step out. He follows you, leaving the door ajar in case the lurking monsters disturb sweet dreams.

"You still wanna watch that movie?" He asks, entering the kitchen. "Or- a movie?"

"Movie... yeah, right!" You nod. "Uhh, you wanna pick it and I can get some snacks? Popcorn?"

"Sure, yep."

You can practically feel your heart jumping in your throat, but you clap your hands and nod again as Jisung makes his way toward the living room. Once he's out of sight, you sag against the kitchen counter, releasing the breath you didn't know you were holding.

It's getting harder and harder to avoid the elephant in the room. The massive best-friend-kissed-me-shaped elephant that's just trampling through the house, mocking you. You want to ask him about it, have wanted to all day now. The words are locked and loaded on the tip of your tongue.

But right now?

You take another deep breath, letting off the white-knuckle grip on the edge of the counter.

"Snacks... we're looking for snacks." You mutter to yourself, pushing off the countertop and turning toward the cupboards in search of popcorn and anything else to munch on.

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You don't want to overanalyze Jisung's choice in movie, but the rom-com currently playing was not what you'd expected. That elephant in the room? Sitting it's big ol' elephant ass on top of you as you watch the main character confess to their crush. You're actively suffocating into the couch cushions.

You blink, shifting your head just enough to side-eye your best friend. Jisung's sitting cross-legged in his usual spot, popping bits of popcorn into his mouth. He seems so unfazed by the scene. In fact, he's seemingly leaning towards the screen as if it's the best thing he's ever watched. Got a smile plastered on his face to boot. It's enough to make your heart beat out of your chest.

Now you're wishing you would've said something to him earlier about the kiss, if only for the sake of your sanity. You've related to almost every single instance of pining in this fucking movie, sitting here with your internal monologue while stuffing your mouth full of microwave popcorn. You're fairly certain that you've almost cracked a molar from the few kernels that didn't fully pop, too busy eating your stress away to pick them out of the fistfuls of crumbling corn.

It takes everything in you to sit there and wipe your mind clean of earlier events as you stuff another handful into your mouth, watching the big kiss scene unfold on the screen. The movie's been going for an hour now and based off of everything happening, you can only pray it'll end soon.

Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't-

He's watching you. You can practically feel those eyes boring a hole into the side of your skull, searching through your mind's file folders until they can uncover the answer they seek. You spare a glance his way, melting into warm cacao and an even warmer smile. Neither of you break eye contact as the credits roll, your heart actively attempting to burst from your chest cavity.

You have to say something.

"You know, this movie kinda sucked."

You nearly choke on the leftover popcorn in your mouth, bringing a hand up to butter-tainted lips as you laugh through the pain.

"You- you chose the movie, Ji."

"I did, didn't I..." The corner of his eyes crinkle as he scrunches his nose in amusement, shrugging his shoulders. It's silent now, the credits skipped and the main menu of the chosen streaming service idling on the screen.

"So, uh, there's something I'd like to talk to you about…" You find the words falling out faster than you expected, and you internally curse. Your heart skips beats as Jisung sits back against the cushions, his face illuminated by the light of the TV screen. He nods, taking an inward breath.

"The kiss."

"You knew?"

He huffs a breath of laughter, turning his head.

"Shall I remind you of the way you've been acting around me all night?"

Your drink is sweating probably about as much as you are, fingers slipping lightly on the glass as you bring it to your lips. You don't know how to respond to that. There's obviously no way around it; you've been acting like a teenage girl fawning over their crush all day. Ever since that kiss...

You attempt an air of casualty, setting your drink back on the coffee table, but it's difficult when he's got his eyes trained on you so intently. You shift your weight on the cushion, although the pins and needles prickling up your right leg is a welcome distraction. You swallow hard, fingers clenching around the bowl in your lap. Oh god. Think! Think!

"I, uh..." A nervous chuckle escapes your lungs, your face heating the longer you scramble for an answer. "That's beside the point-"

"I think it's right on point." Jisung cocks a brow ever so slightly, and it's enough to make your face burn. That sparkle in his irises tells you everything. He's teasing you.

"You know what I'm gonna ask, Jisung." You don't shift your gaze from his, reading the expression that flickers over his face.

"It wasn't in the script, if I'm honest." He admits, brows knitting together as he replays the moment in his head. "Neither was the impromptu pillow fight, or falling off the couch... which is a safety hazard, by the way! Your parents really need a lower one ya know, I almost-"

"Jisung."

"Right, sorry." He's getting flustered now, reaching for the nape of his neck with twitching fingers. Now you're wondering if he's stalling for the sake of your feelings. That's it, isn't it? He just doesn't feel that way about you? It was the heat of the moment? You can feel the change in trajectory of your relationship with him the longer you stare. The silence is excruciating. You can't stand it anymore. You let out a breath, about to tell him to just forget it when he interrupts you.

"I just- I... wanted to-"

He takes a moment to collect his thoughts, rubbing at the bridge of his nose with a soft groan.

"The kiss... that wasn't planned, but I have wanted to."

"To?" You sound dense as fuck, but you aren't getting your hopes up until you hear a full coherent sentence.

"I want us to be..." Another pause, his words trailing off as his eyes flicker to your lips. You mirror him, catching the bob of his throat as he swallows. "I want this. You. I know this is all so unexpected, but I've wanted to take you out on a proper date for forever and you looked absolutely gorgeous today. I definitely wasn't expecting you to overpower me like you did. That was hot. Like really hot, and then when I pulled you closer your eyes just- mmph!"

Jisung's words get washed away, your lips like some kind of fucked up siren's song that lures him into calm waters. It's heaven to feel him relax into your kiss, to feel him lean in after a moment and pull you closer to him. His hand finds your jaw, brows creasing as he focuses on the warmth of your mouth and the feeling of your fingers tangled in his hair.

You can't help the giddy laugh that escapes your throat, pulling away even as Jisung follows your lips. His confession has your whole body vibrating down to the bone.

"Have I mentioned you're a very good kisser?" Jisung asks, his eyes flitting down to your lips like he wants to experience it all over again. Your eyes catch the illumination from the TV, twinkling as you bite your lip.

"Could say the same about you, Your Highness." You reply with a grin. He chuckles at that, reeling back into the couch.

"You know the Little Peanut is gonna want a script change." He mutters, and you climb into his lap with an accusatory stare.

"You seem to be fine with changing the script, Mister 'Magical cows are cursed'."

"Hey, I had to come up with something on the fly, alright!" His hand finds your wrist, pulling you down just like he'd done hours ago; face to face, the tip of his nose brushing against yours teasingly. His body heat bleeds into yours as he wraps the other arm around your shoulders. "You didn't object. Seemed like you enjoyed the idea of being my Queen."

"A little hard to object to something I've been thinking about for a long time." There's no point in hiding it anymore, you just kissed your best friend dumb in the midst of his confession. Jisung tilts his head and hums, his hand following the curve of your back.

"I guess I should ask if you'd want to go out then? This weekend?"

You can't help the smile that takes over your face. He wants this just as much as you do.

"Took you long enough."

"It took long enough for that kiss, too." Jisung chuckles as he gazes at you with those beautiful browns, leaning back in with a grin.

"Need to catch up now, don't we?"

Psst!! If you made it this far, thank you for taking the time to read my work 💕 I appreciate you!

#stray kids #skz #han jisung #stray kids x reader #skz x you #han jisung x reader #skz x reader #han jisung fluff #jisung x reader #skz han jisung #skz han #han jisung imagines #stray kids fluff #f!reader #x f!reader #quokkawritings🌻

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kazzy-boo-baby · 1 month

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•Gotta watch the Movie!•

CG! Bruce Banner

CG! Natasha Romanoff

Little! Y/N (She/Her)

Y/N contemplated everything as she looked above at the dark ceiling, the only source of light coming from the small stars that shined in many different colors.

Despite how calming it was in the room, she felt so bored. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't! Bruce and Natasha got to watch a movie while Y/N was stuck having to go to bed since it was "a rule" that she had to be in bed by 9pm.

Y/N wasn't having any of that though. She didn't want to be by herself with her stuffies! She wanted to be with her papa and mama, and that's exactly what she was going to get.

She huffed and got out of her bed with her favorite blankie, making sure to be quiet so Bruce or Natasha wouldn't hear. Y/N quietly opened the door and peeked her head out, Bruce and Natasha were on the couch talking. She smiled and started to tip toe closer to them.. until she suddenly tripped over her blanket. It made a loud bang noise that echoed throughout the whole room.

"Y/N?"

A voice called out, the tone didn't sound too happy either. Before Y/N knew it, both Bruce and Natasha surrounded her. Natasha looked the most upset while Bruce was more upset that you fell.

"Oh, honey.. did you fall?"

He picked her up and cradled Y/N a bit, placing a kiss onto her forehead.

"Bruce, you can't coddle Y/N because you feel bad for her. You know she isn't supposed to be out of bed."

She said sternly. Usually, she wasn't too much of a stickler for rules when it came to Y/N. But bedtime was something that she made sure that Y/N followed daily.

"I know, I know.. but let's just hear her out. You never know what could be wrong. A nightmare, maybe she's cold, maybe she's too warm, or maybe even-"

Natasha chuckled and shushed Bruce a bit, he was always such a worrier. "Okay, okay.. I get it." She turned over to Y/N with a raised eyebrow, "Want to tell me and papa why you're out of bed?"

Y/N pouted a bit, holding onto Bruce tighter for support. "No wanna be in bed cause you and papa watching a movie without me.."

She mumbled, a small pout starting to replace her little frown. "I no wanna be by myself. Wanna be with mama and papa. Please?"

Y/N made puppy eyes at the two of them, Natasha was un phased by this, but Bruce? He was already breaking from just hearing how sad she was.

"Oh poor baby.. you felt lonely huh?"

He held onto Y/N tighter, rocking her gently to help her feel relaxed. "Cmon, Natasha.. she doesn't need to follow the schedule all the time. She can watch the movie with us. It'll be fun for her. Decides, how could you say no to her face?"

He held Y/N close to Natasha's face. Y/N was just giggling and making grabby hands towards Natasha with a silly smile on her face.

Natasha sighed and held Y/N tight, "You know how to push the right buttons, don't you huh?"

She booped Y/N's nose and carried Y/N over to the couch, "Once she falls asleep, you'll be putting her back to bed, Bruce."

Bruce just chuckled and smiled, slowly following behind the two.

"Sure thing."

He sat on the left of Y/N while Natasha sat on the right, Y/N was snuggling between the two happily. She absolutely loved when she got to be with both of her caregivers together. Y/N was always going to love them.. no matter what.

#agere #mcu #age regression #marvel #sfw agere #agere caregiver #sfw #oneshot #natasha romanoff #bruce banner #marvel agere #safe agere #agere community #agere little #y/n

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natasha-in-space · 4 months

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Thinking of JaeheeMC where MC wants a cat (shes a cat lover) but esp a sphynx cat cuz she doesnt want jaehee to clean cat fur again and stress her out. The sphynx cat also eventually makes jaehee his favourite person (yeah its a boy bald kitty) and acts territorial with her by hissing at mc whenever she comes close to jaehee esp when he is making biscuits on jaehee.

"...You know, when I said I wanted you two to get along, this is not what I meant."

Your words come out as a comical mix between a needy whine and a hushed grumble.

Your approach to getting a pet was as responsible as can be. Jaehee was an amazing partner: always willing to listen to your every suggestion and even sacrifice some of her own comfort, just to make you happy. Of course, you didn't want to hear any of that. Moving in together meant creating a home that is cozy and comfortable for you both, in equal measure! That meant treating her wants and needs with just as much consideration as your own. You two were a team now, after all.

Beans came to you by pure chance. With you scrolling through your news feed on one cold winter evening, and noticing a cute post about a sphinx kitty in need of a loving home. Needless to say, you have fallen in love with those huge doe eyes right then and there. And, since Beans would not bring any unneeded fur into your household, you didn't have any reservations about showing him to your lovely Jaehee!

Maybe she just saw the ways your eyes sparkled, or maybe she genuinely took a liking to him, but, either way, she agreed for you two to come and see him for yourselves.

While she was visibly a bit reluctant at first (babysitting Elizabeth the 3rd made her naturally weary of cats), once you two have met Beans in person, she seemed to gradually mellow out towards him. Especially when he nudged her hand with the sweetest purr. Frankly, you didn't know which made your heart clench more: the adorable kitty you wanted to grab and take home immediately, or the softest of smiles on your girlfriend's face.

Regardless, Beans was certain to become your new family member.

What you weren't expecting was for him to seemingly become your rival for Jaehee's attention. Much to your dismay.

You pout as you sit on the other side of the couch, watching Beans meticulously knead your partner's lap, purring so loudly that even you could hear it. It's almost an hour into the musical, and he still refuses to give up his spot! That doe eyed rascal.

Jaehee merely laughs, and you hate how unfailingly sweet that sound is, making you want to pull her close to your chest and nuzzle her hair. But you can't, and that's because a particularly clingy cat has already beaten you to it. Which is just even more frustrating.

"Are you jealous?"

Your pout is becoming more and more apparent as you huff at that, crossing your arms over your chest defiantly.

"-Well, maybe I wanna cuddle up to you on your lap as well!" You declare loudly, sending Beans an annoyed glance that he responds with a smug slow blink that made you want to scream. That little guy was perfectly aware of what he was doing and was completely unrepentant about it!

Of course, that doesn't mean that you didn't adore Beans with all your heart.

You two were simply too attached to Jaehee for your own good. Which was quickly confirmed, once you tried to scoot in close to your girlfriend, only to receive an annoyed growl from the comfy feline. With a defeated sigh, you plop back onto the couch, your head hanging low.

"...You do remember that he's just a cat, right?" Jaehee lightly boops you with the tip of her finger, causing your nose to scrunch up a bit.

"Well, he's a cat who's way too cunning for his own good! Look at him! He knows what he's doing!"

"-Meow!"

Little guy had no shame in that tiny, adorable body of his.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #jaehee kang #kang jaehee #mystic messenger jaehee #jaehee x reader #anon #HELLO ANON I LOVE YOUR MIND #i didn't have time for a proper drabble but your ask has been rotating in my brain the whole day!#so i just needed to scribble something up

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dickarchivist · 4 months

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Hello, someone woke up in a mood so I have a question. Cover the ears on the innocent.

So I would love to hear what you would consider your best dirty talk. (Banshee lets assume your hands wouldn’t be otherwise occupied for the moment 😉)

Phantom: Athena, Cyar'ika, you gotta go for this one.

Athena, pouting: what! But I wanna play too!

Wraith: I'm not going to be very good at this one, why don't we get some snacks ready and leave this one to our brothers, vod'ika?

Athena sticks her tongue out at Phantom, who boops her nose in response. Her and Wraith leave the room.

Phantom: Alriiiight, the good stuff is under the cut, Cyare~

Banshee: Are we going now? Coast clear?

Phantom: fire away big guy.

Banshee, winking at the interviewer: You asked for this, remember that Cyar'ika.

Phantom: Ghost, you first. Age before beauty.

Ghost, scoffing: I'm very pretty thank you. >he rolls his eyes, then turns back to the interviewer< I guess my "dirty talk" would uh... boys, cover your ears.

Specter: oh no fair, get on it Ori'Vode. What kind of dirty talk are you doing?

Ghost takes a deep breath through his nose, then sighs out slowly.

Ghost: if I'm with a partner who identifies as a woman, and we're in a position to um... make children. I'd say something like, "Let's put a little Daddy into Mommy."

The boys of Grave Squad hoot and holler, making Ghost laugh. He shakes his head, pointing at Specter.

Ghost: Okay okay, your turn Specs.

Specter, not missing a beat, smirking: "pretty as a picture all laid out like this, maybe I'll take a few more, watch the progress of my finest work yet."

They all chuckle and laugh again, then Specter points to Dax'Malkin.

Specter: you're up Buir

Dax: "Such a shame, that pretty garment of yours won't survive the night."

The laughter continues and Dax passes his turn on to Banshee.

Banshee: "I talk with my hands, let's see what kinds of sounds I can get you to make with them."

Ban takes a seated bow as his brothers hoot at his sign, then he tips his hand to Phantom, signing "best for last", making Phantom stand from his place with a confident grin.

Phantom: "No mind tricks here, Cyare, I'm just that good~"

The rest of Grave boos Phantom, laughing as he bows, saying "Thank you, thank you." As if accepting an award.

#from the archivist #grave squad clones #clone oc banshee #clone oc ghost #clone oc specter #clone oc phantom #clone oc wraith #jedi oc dax'malkin #take it to the grave nye 2023 #Asks for Grave squad

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kringletheelf04 · 1 year

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Boo-hooing

(Chapter 13 of two souls entwined in the North Pole)

"What's all this boo-hooing going on here?" Bernard asks, magically coming from somewhere in the kitchen, pita sandwich half eaten in his hand.

"Hey, how ya doin?" He nods to Neal, mouth half full of food.

"It's nothing Bernard. We're just saying goodbye to Charlie." I explain.

"What goodbye? Charlie, you still got the glass ball, right?" He asks, swinging his free arm around my waist.

"Yeah." Charlie nods, brushing tears away.

"Well, all you gotta do is shake it whenever you want to see your dad or sibling." Bernard explains.

"Really?" Charlie asks in awe.

"They can come back to see you anytime of day or night." Bernard reassures.

"Hey, have I ever steered ya wrong?" He asks.

Charlie shakes his head as Neil and Laura approach us.

"Nice sweater. Did we make this?" Bernard asks, trying to check Neil for a tag as he shakes him away.

I chuckle. I don't know if he's genuine or not, either way it's funny. He turns and looks at me with a love struck look. Walking over to me he caresses my face.

"Your laugh is the most mirthful noise I have ever heard in my sixteen hundred and twenty two years of living." He says as I stare into his captivating chestnut eyes.

I snap out of it hearing Neil's distressed voice. Bernard's hand drops from my face to entwined with mine. Turning, I see Neil approaching Laura.

"Laura! They're sucking us into his delusions. Look at the elaborate measures they've taken. " Neil tries to reason.

"Neil, relax." I say.

Stepping into the chimney, Bernard gives me a kiss and poofs into glitter. Dad follows me. Placing a finger on the tip of my nose, we shoot up the chimney. On the roof sits our sleigh and we load into it. From down below on the street we hear voices.

"Chief! Look up there!" I hear a police officer shout.

The voices of children ring out through the quiet night. Hushed whispers of parents are also hears. All of them talking about us.

"Merry Christmas to all! And to all a good night!" Dad calls out and cracks the reins.

The reindeer take off and we are gone in the blink of an eye, soaring through the black night sky. We place presents under every tree from Illinois to Ohio. Suddenly a light with Charlie's face on it starts rapidly blinking. Pressing on the button beside it, we are teleported to Laura's living room.

"Hey sport!" I call to Charlie.

"Dad! (Y/n)!" He runs to us with his arms open.

"You miss us already? We've been gone, what? Ten minutes." Dad asks checking his watch.

"We were on our way to Cleveland when we got your call, sport." I ruffle his hair.

"Do you wanna go for a quick ride?" Dad asks him.

"Yeah!" Charlie jumps up and down in excitement.

"Of course, it's up to your mom." I chime in.

"Please mom?" He gives her his signature puppy dog eyes.

"Go on. Get outta here." Laura jokes.

"All right. Hold on." I say grabbing ahold of dad as he boops his nose.

Back in the sleigh we continue to deliver all the presents, this time with Charlie with us. Landing back in front of Laura's house, I give Charlie a quick hug.

"Now, I know I'm only a shake away, but I'm gonna be packing for the pole. So if you need me again, just call my cell." I tell Charlie.

"Sport, I love you so much. I couldn't have done this without you." Dad gives him a kiss on the cheek.

We take back off and land on our roof.

"Dad, just fly back without me for now. I've got to pack our things, and a big, green sleigh shouldn't be on our roof in the morning when people wake up." I hug dad goodbye and open up our house.

Going upstairs, I open my room. Taking out my suitcase, I start packing all of my belongings. I had all of my clothes already folded, so this goes by pretty quickly. I go into Charlie's room and pick up his stuffed bear dressed like Santa. I can't help but think, how often will I get to see him. I guess he could always FaceTime me, if there actually is wifi in the pole. I decide to take it with me, a souvenir of my little brother.

"What's wrong snowbird?" I hear a voice I've grown to love ask me.

"Just thinking about Charlie." I say turning around to face Bernard.

"You know, your dad isn't the only one who can teleport." He grins.

"What do you mean?" I ask, quirking my eyebrow.

"Since you're technically the spirit of Christmas, all you gotta do is picture where you are and wiggle your ears, and you'll be there." Bernard swings his arms around my shoulders.

"That would have been nice to know, ya know!" I playfully smack his hand off me.

"I'm sorry!" He feigns a hurt look. "But just to let you know, the rest of the elves can get your stuff. You didn't have to come here."

"I figured, but I wanted to make sure I got my bag and Charlie's bear." I smile down at the bear.

"Well, now that I'm here, I can take that for you." He says taking my suitcase from me.

I grab a hold of his hand and entwine our fingers together.

"Would you like to do the honors of taking us home, snowbird?" Bernard asks, a gentle smile gracing his face.

"I'd love to." I grin back.

Wiggling my ears and thinking of my dad, we appear in the workshop. He's standing in front of all the elves when we appear in front of him. He stops mid sentence and gapes at us.

"Sorry, dad. I'm new to this." I apologize and drag Bernard off the stage and down the hall to my room.

"This is new, but as long as you're here with me, I think I can manage." I say smiling at him.

"I'll always be here snowbird."

#fanfiction #bernard the arch elf #bernard the elf #bernard the head elf #the santa clause #x reader #fanfic #the santa clause two #bernard the elf x reader #reader insert #xreader #bernard #david krumholtz #character x reader #christmas lights #elves #my fanfiction #self indulgence babey #self indulgence time

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hyuniiees · 2 years

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imagine Irene sitting on your lap

mmHmJmjmhmmmhm yes. yesssssss.

AAAAAAA would be so cute i just wanna pull her onto my lap, hug her, snuggle her, pamper her with kisses until she's a giggling mess ehhrhwhdhw then she just pulls your big ass sweater (that's enough to fit 2 people in) and inserts herself in it so now she's skin to skin with you <3

as her head pops up from the collar of your sweater, you playfully boop the tip of her nose and she lets out another cute ass laughter so you just hug her waist from under the sweater and pull her even closer to you sosoaoocyute ahahakakallala

imagine irene in her little skirt too, tease her and run your hands up and down her thighs until she starts squirming and whining bc you're not giving her what she wants hehewhheehhe

ooo you'd just feel her panties dampening your jeans while she rubs her clothed pussy against you. and fuck the way she looks at you while she does that?? the way she's pathetically grinding on your lap, trying to find some kind of release. so you're just sitting there, smirking at her & fighting the urge to just call her your pathetic little slut <3

#irene smut #irene hcs #irene headcanons #red velvet smut

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hetr0ph0bic · 1 year

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bestie

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summary : riri bestie come to wakanda and shuri is kinda selfish

its mature they not hunching frfr

the fits if you need a visual/ want

riri https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1a/d9/2f/1ad92f47b48b21361a2b6a77fd7c03ef.jpg

shuri https://i.pinimg.com/564x/2b/d2/2e/2bd22ea92a6aff5a0169d25c2cdaa8f4.jpg

ray https://www.instagram.com/p/CkSHQj3sAL3/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

and i posted 2 times this week stop play with me. also the bestie is bdtrelilbrother from tictok i love him down .i never tried anything like this fr, yall know this only my second fic so give tips in shit i neeeed it!!!!! also this can be a part to i think i got a couple ideas!

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riri looks up from the board she is writing on. in the lab, she’s making updates to shuri’s panther suit.

“hey baby” shuri peeks up at the call

“ remember my friend is coming into town for this week he’s staying for like 2 days. i’ve got a list of things planned for us. you can always join” she smiles turning back to the board.

“knowing you get clingy and jealous as hell” she mutters to herself

“what I do not, I’m not clingy! have fun with your little friend.” shuri tells the lie so smoothly. riri rolls her eyes at the tale

“ oh, you don’t? wanna bet? I think I had seen some shoes I wanted” shuri tutts her

“ you can scam them lil college students, but you can’t scam me” she ends with booping her nose.

days pass by rapidly

riri’s heals clack with the materials of the landing deck. she walks up to the landing shuttle. okoye pops out of the aircraft with her bestie ray trucking behind her.

“ ms. willams I’ve delivered your weird, talkative friend”

“fast and safely thankyou, thankyou, general”

black pants sagging, white tee, white air force 1’s and a shiny necklace on his neck. sticking out like a sore thumb. a classic african american in wakanda. in his left hand is his large suitcase.

finally, they spot each other. ray drops in suitcase immediately, they run and capture each other in a warm embrace. holding each other tight with arms wrapped around each other. unaware to the two shuri is spying above, looking out from the lab window.

‘they don’t have to hug for that long’ shuri sneers out

“ bitchhh you look good” the two down below, began to catch up.

“ no, ray literally missed you so much them calls just wasn’t cutting it no more” riri wipes a dry tear from her clear eyes.

“i knowwww! okay so I look good now, where are we going” ray spins around showing off his outfit

“yeahh, head to show wakanda how we get’s down, yeahhh” a nasty giggle is delivered from the two.

“okay, wait. so first I’m hungry so food, and then after that we can come back change and go out to the club” on queue riri stomach marks a monstrous growl.

“oooooo you got it all planned out for lil ole me” ray is jumping at squealing.

“ but..” riri causes him to stop jumping

“ I did invite shuri with us, she is always cooped up in her lab and I want her to bond with you also.” she nervously says.

“oh girl you had me stressed! yeah I’m down with the queen for sure” “do she know how to party tho?” he whispers, with a nasty smirk riri nods her head.

“umm she can party forsure , hopefully she just has the strength to get out of the lab”

“girl you know what! keep them lil nasty thoughts for later you have to tell me everything later about you and the fucking QUEEN”

they enter the palace, going to ray's guess room

“ oh my god, bitch , this my room?!?”

“ uhh yea something wrong”

“ nah it’s giving black luxury!!! giving i needa find me a lil wakandan man so I can settle down here” he drags out, causing a series of laughter to erupt from the room. they put away the items and head out for food.

“okay so I know you love your nigerian food but we just gonna go by the vibes tonight” riri states while playing with her gifted personal beads

“yeah, I’ll buss it down for sum greens, ANY TIME AND DAY! plus I don’t want to get anything I can get back at home.” he speaks while looking over to what riri is playing with.

finally getting her beads to corporate “ hey baby me and raymonte finna head out for some dinner, after we eat we was thinking about coming back here and getting dressed to go out to the club. I’ll keep you updated if anything changes. also, if you're going let me know! bye, love you.”

pointing to the kimoyo beads, “friend why is you taking to yo bracelet”

“oh these my kimoyo beads i can do a whole bunch with them. video call, regular call, record, do the lil cpr thing with them” ray pokes the beads.

“ oh okay I knew you said wakanda has technological advancements but dang”

“ yeah just wait till you see the rest of the city”

they exit the palace heading to the maglev train.

“ ri where the fuck the rails at omg”

“ ray get on the fucking train please. even if I did explain how it works, you still gone be confused.”

“ I ain’t even mad, you know me so well, I missed you so bad.”

they finally reach the city floor, orange skies complemented the tall building and buzzing streets.

“ you know wakanda give new york but like… without all the bad shit.”

“what the hell is you talking about”

“ new york like the best state kinda right, everyone loves new york. but they got high ass rent, trash, bugs, terrible homes everything is so much for lackluster. wakanda is just like new york but make it no bad shit oh and african- girl why it’s a whole mexican pop up thingy” riri just listens as her friend talks rambles on and on.

“oh since shuri made an alliance with the man namor”

“ wait the the bitch who was tryna murk you??”

“ yeah him, the talokans really like wakanda so some of them bring their food over here so yeah, but wakanda ain’t completely cut off we got food from like every african country and even soul food”

“ oh snap so they still knew the world, but was hiding from it ??? crazy”

“uhhhh yeah and yeah kbbq”

“ohhh okay well ms international want to share a torta?”

“ they got a wakanda inspired one, this beans, meat, and cheese different”

they order the food, sharing the sandwich while exploring the golden city. they stop and see different neighborhoods and downtown and malls.

soon rays legs start hurting so the exploring is cut short.

“ girl, wait, pause, my feet thobbin i need lay down”

“oh look here go the train just in time” they hop onto the maglev making their way to the palace. stepping into the entrance ray goes to his room to rest up and to get dressed, riri goes up to check on shuri. trotting into the lab,she finds it empty, still thinking her lover could be in there, she enters even further.

“shuri you in here” silence greats her.

‘hmm, maybe she’s in her room’

quickly reaching the room, she greats the queen.

“hey baby I’ve been looking for you”

“oh I was up here I stopped working a little early, how was the food?” shuri kisses the small girls forehead pulling her into her lap on the bed.

“ good we shared a torta. sooo that means you coming out with us?”

“uhhh I don’t know all about your friend”

“what baby, you never even met him”

“I’m just saying he’s really close and touch with you” riri gives a look to shuri

“see! I want my money I knew you was gone do this” shuri rolles her eyes at her

“yeah whatever I'm not going” shuri pushes riri off her lap trying to get under the covers. riri goes into the closet pulling out a dress.

“oh baby calm down, that’s just how we are. you have literally nothing to worry about I promise. this is a person that means a lot to me. he’s closer than family.” riri finishes as she slips up the short dress, “can you zip me up”

“wha what your wearing … that” shuri stares at her blankly

“umm yeah? it just a dress you should get dressed” picking up her phone riri calls ray

“are you ready”

“ yeah i’m puting on my shoes right now.”

“okay let me see the fit.” ray turns the camera around towards the full body mirror.

“okay lil gangsta” rounds of high pitch yeahhhs are said.

“yeahhhh”

“yeahhhh! you look good real bad”

“oh ooo lemme see you” shuri is already on edge. riri props the phone up on a dresser and backs away giving a 360

“my GAWD you big booty bit-” shuri slams the phone down ending the call.

“shuri… for real? why you do that” riri says with big pout

“ really…” shuri rolls her eyes at riri’s confusion. shuri zips up her low rise jeans, ready to go.

“you're deadass giving him a 360, I need you, to be for real” riri sends a text message

‘meet me at the club, and go with one of the doras’ she then drops the location

shortly riri and shuri are walking up to the club. shuri’s arm rest around riri’s waist as they walk in. the club atmosphere is surrounded with yellows and browns.

“want a drink love”

“yeah baby and can u get ray some shots of tequila” hesitating she agrees.

the scientist stalks around the club looking for the man, once she spots him she waved him over.

“girl let’s go dance” ray damn near yanks riri out of her heals to her dance floor.

the club is loud, lights bright, speakers blasting music. songs switch fast, at first freak hoe by speaker knockers is blaring. ray naturally turns around to riri and dances on her. creating a small crowd to hype him up. shuri is on her way back to the spot she left riri originally. spotting all the commotion, she makes her way to the dance floor. people naturally parting ways once they look up and see its shuri that’s cutting through. before she reaches the two, ray is still dancing on riri. then the song changes again and city girls is playing, the two irrupt screams.

“do it baby stick it baby suck up on that” riri screams

“WHATTT” ray answers

“until that”

“WHATT”

“hickey baby” they both scream the lyrics in sync, adding their own twist to the song.

riri then begins to dance on ray, in return he catches her as she did to him. riri dress rides up a bit and ray goes to pull it down.

“hold up bookie your dress”

shuri then closes the remaining distance, stepping into riri’s front line of vision. the younger head shoots up at the touch.

“ oh hey baby, ray this is shuri, shuri this is ray”

“heeey miss queen” shuri’s eyebrows rise to the top of her forehead, she didn’t expect him

to be so nice, but she is still pissed.

‘maybe riri was right, well we will see’

“hello good to finally meet you ray, you know since you stole my girlfriend away from me” she passes all the drinks around.

“shuri stop” riri smacks her arm.

ray give a loud cackle, “ms shuri you could have joined us earlier when we went and got some food. i never wanna steal her away from you, even though she was and is my first.”

shuri tries to bite her tongue, but she can't hold back.

“yeah, that’s cute, but I’m who she belongs to, so now what.”

shuri snakes her arm around riri’s waist, causing her dress to ride up. sensing that she then places a hand on her ass giving it a squeeze.

“OOOOO you said she was pressure, BUT GOOD GAWD” ray and riri giggle and geek over shuris possessiveness.

they dance all night, the queen finally letting loose for real. the club is jumping, the room to move gets smaller and smaller. after a few rounds of drinks and shots riri starts to feel the effects. Rihanna’s work seeps into the loudspeakers. as work plays riri grinds her hips on shuri. she turns around placing her hands on her knees fully loosing any shame or decorum. they dance to the beat, as ray tells them he’s going to the bar. riri turns around to put her hands around the queen's shoulder. out the corner of her eye she spots ray. her best friend is seen talking to some tall guy with muscles the too leaning on the bar. she is pulled away from her nosy antics by shuri.

“your lucky i love you for real.”

“I know I’m very lucky, but what made you think that this time”

“your dance on your little friend”

“love it’s my body I can dance on whom I want” they still continue to dance despite the weight on the conversation. work fades in quickie by Miguel.

“I understand that, but it’s just like, why she can’t dance with me, I’m her girlfriend. I’m the one who can make you scream, nobody else can.” shuri tightens the hold on riri’s waist.

“you are mine love, you know I don't sharing what mine love.” the queen snakes her hands down to riri’s core, delivering light touches. she knows the little drivers her insane, continuing, she rubs her clothes clit in circles. riri leans her head back on shuri’s shoulder, releasing moans that the music hungrily swallows. shuri front to riri’s ass, she persists putting the girl through hell, riri can’t wait to rip off her tight dress. the night slowly comes to an end, the boy and the couple slowly walks back to the palace.

“girl wakanda party a lil too hard for lil ole me” the group cackled

“nahh, but I did see that man you was talking to at the bar”

“you always been so noisy, stay otta grown folks business”

“but nah I never got his number, I don’t know if he forgot or that’s just wakanda’s customs”

“It's not”

“well damn, I guess that's it for that then”

they enter the train platform and ray bumps into someone “ooop sorry bookie.”

ray looks up and see it’s the guy from the bar from. feet away, the couple sees them exchange numbers and socials. shocked and amazing at the perfect timing.

walking back to the couple “yeah, yeah! better hind your mans raymonte outside y’all”

they ride the train, walking into the palace.

“oops sorry bookie” shuri repeats in her accent tears in her eyes.

the couple head up to their room. while stripping off her dress riri sparks the conversation back up again.

“but what makes you act that way, you know I love you”

“yeah, but it just doesn’t feel good being selfish. I know it's irrational, but I do try.”

“plus, I just met ray and I thought he was some straight man trying to steal you away!!”

“first of all good thing we both gay” riri laughs at shuri’s misunderstanding.

“and also you really thought I’m gonna give up you! YOU! wakanda, the relationships I’ve built her for some man… ewww!” riri slips out of the dress heading to the shower, shuri in tow.

“even if I was into men, he can’t do nothing. somebody that can’t even cook noodles right ? somebody that calls me when he gets scared of spiders and shit.” riri pulls the nob for the hot water to turn on.

“wow that’s crazy but not too much on bookie okay!” they giggle as their bodies become clean with the soapy suds.

#shuri udaku #shuriri #princess shuri #shuri fanfiction #riri x shuri #shuri #riri williams #shuri x riri #queen of wakanda #wakanda forever #black panther #shuri black panther

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Kinktober Day 4: Cunnlingus

Mina X Fem!reader

NOTES: okay so I know I wasn't posting for this week but here is this one anyways. Enjoy!

WARNINGS: Sexual themes, finger fucking, Cunnlingus

(art by Horikoshi)

"Whatcha doing?" a bubbly voice chirped from behind you, you looked up from the show you were watching to be met with black sclera and golden pupils staring at you with curiosity. You reached a hand up and booped a tiny pink nose before laughing at the girl's scrunched up expression. "Hi hun" you said as you caressed the cute alien girl's cheek and brought her into a chaste kiss, you then opened your mouth and responded to her question. "I'm watching tv."

"well what are you watching?" your wife asked, working her way to scramble over the back of the sofa in your living room, eventually getting over and cuddling up next to you. "I don't know...whatever comes on, I stopped genuinely paying after my favorite show ended" you said as you pulled her in closer. She hummed a response as she kissed you on the cheek and then biting the skin gently, "Mina, hun. What are you doing?" you questioned as she giggled, "your cheeks remind me of mochi, they're so soft and I just wanna nibble at them" you looked at her strangely while she smiled and nipped softly at your cheek again causing you to laugh sweetly as it filled the room.

Mina smiled at this; warmth filling her heart because you were her home just as she was yours. You pulled her face close to yours as you began to litter her face in small kisses causing her to giggle and attempt (not really) to pull away. Your hands eventually trailed to her sides and you began tickling her as she laughed wildly and squirmed around. She tried shrimping away from you but you only got closer until you were on top of her laughing and panting just as much as her.

The two of you finally settled down, only small pants could be heard in the room and the sound of the TV playing as its light beamed on the two of you. You thought Mina looked absolutely angelic as you leaned down with lidded eyes and pressed your lips against hers with a passion that only she knew how to give you. Her hands roamed up your shirt, her fingertips reaching your budding nipples as you let out a shaky breath and pulled away from her for a second.

Mina gently pinched them while you moaned slightly; you teased her as well, trailing your hands down her waist and then her perfect hips before moving them between her inner thigh on both legs revealing her unclothed pussy that was originally covered by the oversized tee she had on.

God your glad you noticed this now as you began to rub into her pussy with your knee, noticing how wet it was and how it dripped onto your knee as she whimpered and bit your collar bone while tugging at your shirt to take it off. You pulled it off so she had better access to your breasts as she began to suckle on them while moaning each time your finger tip brushed against her clit.

You watched her juices cover your digit and decided that your mouth should find its resting place in her pretty pink pussy. Mina let out a pouting noise as you shifted away from her but before she could protest, her legs were thrown of your shoulder as you used your hands to keep her thighs apart and dove into her weeping cunt with your tongue.

Mina began to make sweet noises of satisfactory moans; tangling her fingers in your hair and bucking up into your mouth as your tongue did small flicks on her puffy bud and teased her hole, you drank in all her moans as they were getting loud enough for her voice to crack. She tasted like a delicacy on your tongue as you could smell the coca butter scented after shave mixed with her own musk. You couldn't resist it, as your tongue worked up and down her slit and flicked her clit. You gently pushed in two digits inside her hole and admired the squelching noise it made as it tightened and became more slick, all the while causing Mina to began panting erratically and whine.

You curled your fingers inside her; your fingertips touching that spongy spot inside her as your nose nuzzled her clit and you slurped away at her juices, she tightened around you more. She was getting close, her legs shaking and trying to crush around your head. You kept pumping and curling your fingers and eventually sucked on her clit helping her come close to her orgasm.

Her back arched and she cried out loudly; tears threating to spill past her golden eyes and her juices pouring out all over your face as you continued your actions to help her ride out her high. When you finished you pulled away to catch your breath from being suffocated by her lovely pink thighs and watched her expression as she attempted to focus on you. You smirked and licked as much of her come of your chin and cheeks as you can before wiping the rest and kissing her, allowing her to taste herself.

"I love you" you finally said, pulling away from her.

Mina responded breathlessly "I love you too"

Work was created by @menacinggh0st

#mha #fluff #smut #mina ashido #kinktober 2023 #day 4 #mina x y/n

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