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aajjks · 24 days

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Baby Daddy (m)

synopsis. you’re the prettiest ever.. he can’t help but breed you senseless.

warnings. ëxplïcït sèx, brèèdïng kïnk, unprötèctèd sèx, cryïng, mèntïön öf blèèdïng, röügh sèx, fïngèrïng, báby trâppïng, yändèrè tôji, pössèssïvènèss, hè cälls yöu èvèry pössïblè nïcknämè. mömmy kïnk, DÄDDY KÏNK.

note. he’s so 🫠😵‍💫😵‍💫… enjoy. Please keep in mind my smut writing skills are not the greatest, but I tried please share feedback x. GIF not mine credits to owner.

“Come on baby.”

He says as he trails his lips all over the skin of your neck, Toji knows you like it, the way you’ve got your eyes closed as he peppers sloppy wet kisses all over your neck gives it all away.

Or maybe it’s because he’s got his knuckles buried deep inside your dripping heat as he pleasures you with his fingers, your struggling breathing has got him almost cumming but he will hold on.

Your naked breasts are so perfect and your tear stained face looks like a masterpiece, Goodness you’re fucking gorgeous and he knows that.

That’s why he can probably lose you to someone else.

“Baby… please make my wish come true.” Whispering in your ear, He smirks as he increases his pace, curling his fingers deep inside you and he hits a spot because of the way your eyes roll back into back of your head.

You’re so weak for him and he hasn’t even really fucked your yet. You’re about to cum for the second time, he can feel it, you’re trying to say something but no words are able to come out of your mouth.

But he knows your body language better than anyone and he can do anything to make you feel good, and tonight he wants something from you and he’s going to make sure that he gets it.

“Aww baby, you gonna cum?” He keeps on working his magic with his large thick digits buried inside you, you moan so weakly, “Okay… you can cum.” The thing he loves the most about you is the way you’re so submissive and obedient you have him wrapped around your fingers and you don’t even realize it.

God, he loves you so much.

Toji is sweating and he curses under his breath when he feels you cum undone on his fingers, you whimper and mewl as you bury your face in his neck, shit he’s not going to last long either.

He’s so weak when it comes to you and his self-control immediately goes away whenever he fucks you.

“Oh, you feel good? Huh? Tell daddy, now baby tell me.” Your hair smells so good and your body is everything.

Your chest is so plush soft compared to his large hard chest, Goodness, he is so turned on right now.

So Toji lets you come down from your high and it takes you a few minutes, your orgasm must’ve been mind blowing for you to react like this, but it just strokes his ego even more.

Only he can make you feel this good.

“Yn… now it’s daddy’s turn.” When you give him the confirmation, and you know he smiles and satisfaction, he is completely naked, and soon, he pushes you into the bouncy soft mattress, the silk bedsheet is a mess but he couldn’t give two fucks.

He needs to cum in you and knock you up. and he’s told you that already even though you haven’t given him an answer, but he cannot wait anymore, he just been with him for years and the way you are so maternal around children, and even around him and his son from his first relationship, he knows that you were born to be a mother.

The mother of his children.

“Baby… now be a good girl for daddy and spread your legs.” He instrusts you as he climbes on top of you, your eyes are very glossy, and your mouth is all swollen, it’s even bleeding a little but he’s always been a rough kisser.

You’re so pretty, all for him, You close your eyes and take a deep breath, you look so breedable right now, his little Princess.

Toji knows it’s not going to hurt, so he starts to insert himself inside your wet cunt, and you shake a little because you can never get used to his size.

He’s big and he knows but you only bite your lip as you wait for him to fully settle himself into you, and as soon he manages to do that, you start moaning again, and that’s all he needs to go fully insane.

The way you trap his dick inside your pussy is magical because you’re so right that he can’t really move but you encourage him to move so he can make you feel good once again.

“A-Ah..” he groans once he finally mages to move and he’d merciless with his thrusts, your breasts bounce with every sensation and your noises are unstoppable.

He doesn’t want you to stop, “oh baby yes please keep moaning my name like that… I love y-you so much,” he buckles his hips and they’re into you, as deeply as he can.

He’s about to cum.

“G-Gonna breed my princess all nice & good- so she can give me a pretty baby… yeah?” He leans his face closer to yours as he feverishly pulls you in for a kiss.

His kiss is impatient and sloppy. You’ve got your hands wrapped around him and he’s really going to cum.

It’s insane how much you love him, and he knows that you might probably never leave him, but what is the guarantee? You see he’s been a little paranoid about you these days what is better than to make you a mother of his child?

“F-Fuck yn..” he breaths against your lips and he’s panting. “Gonna make you pregnant- you’ll look so pretty all swollen with my baby in you, eh?”

He teases you and you whine. Toji groans as he finally feels himself letting go and you whimper as he paints your walls white.

He’s cumming so hard that his shoulders are shaking while you dig your hands in his skin, yeah make him bleed, “oh mommy you’so good to me.” Slurring out, Toji pants,

He calls you mommy and you’re blushing.

And after a few minutes, The shaking of his shoulders comes to a halt and you’re both exhausted, panting, he grabs your body so you’re even more close to him

And of course he doesn’t pull out. You’re not on your pills.

This is more than perfect, because right now? You’re full of his cum.

“Gonna fuck you every single hour until you’re pregnant, yn. So make me a daddy soon, Princess.”

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pandoraslxna · 1 year

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hi. im just a girl daydreaming about mating with aged up! loak. please make my dreams come true. some angst. with happy ending. female reader. smut. I BEG YOU. and i would do ANYTHING.

kisses lots of love and bye 🥰

The moon, the stars and his life

adult Lo‘ak x female metkayina reader

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: explicit smut, minors dni, sexual harassment, bullying, mean Aonung (sorry to all Aonung stans), smut with feelings, possessive / jealous Lo‘ak

Notes: I hope that’s what you had in mind, I was simultaneously writing Lo‘ak x reader angst for my fic on ao3 and had to make sure they’re not too similar 😵‍💫

Lo‘ak didn’t know what he did to deserve such a blessing in the shape of you. Did he even deserve it? He doubts it. You were just so perfect, from the top of your head to your cute little toes and the tip of your tail. Perfect.

Which is why it hurts even more, to hear those Metkayina boys talk about him like this to you...

Originally, he just wanted to go for a swim, see what you were up to and if you wanted to come along and spend some time with him. Down at the shore is where he had finally found you. You were sitting in the sand, enjoying the warmth of the sun on your skin and with your feet in the clear water, while you were braiding your hair in peaceful silence. Lo’ak was about to approach you, until Aonung and his friends came into view.

The sight of them, surrounding you like you were their prey made him clench his teeth in anger. But before he mindlessly jumps into action like last time, he decides to watch, see what they’re gonna do. At first he thought they would tease you too, just like they did with him and Kiri- for your different shaped tail and small arms. But the conversation quickly went into a different direction.

"…You should hang out with us instead", one of them says and reaches his hand out to brush through your hair. "We can show you around, nobody knows these island like we do, baby." You’re quick to shove his hand away, politely declining his offer. You’re always so kind, Lo’ak sighs. Too kind. You wouldn’t hurt a fly, couldn’t treat them in the same disrespectful way as they were treating you.

"Ohh I forgot", Aonung says with a wink to his friends that you completely miss, "You and Lo‘ak, right?" The chiefs son confidently lays his arm around your shoulder and pulls you a little closer, much to your visible annoyance. "What does a pretty girl like you even see in a freak like him, huh? Have you seen his hands? Gross!" The group laughs at his words. "That dick can’t even be that good, right? If you come with us, we‘ll show you how you deserve to be treated." You scrunch your nose in disgust of these words.

"C‘mon, don’t be so shy, we don’t bite. Let’s have a little fun together. You don’t have to hang around with that freak all day." Aonung leans even closer to you and that’s when you finally decide it’s enough and get up. It pains him to see that forced smile on your lips, knowing you’re too scared to tell these guys to fuck off. Instead, you politely tell them that you had to leave now.

"If you ever want to get a taste of real Na‘vi, you know where to find me!" Aonung calls after you and his friends can’t hold back their laughs.

"Lo‘ak, there you are!", your soft voice calls out for him. "Oel ngati kameie." You greet him with a smile but he can’t bring himself to return it to you. With a frown you sit down next to him and immediately ask, "What’s wrong?" Lo‘ak shrugs, "Nothing is wrong."

"Are you sure?", you lean against his side and look up to him through your long lashes.

"Yes, I‘m sure", Lo‘ak responds cold and you sigh.

"Lo‘ak I’ve known you long enough now, I can tell from a mile away that there’s something on your mind so spit it out." The Na‘vi knows he won’t stand a chance against you. You always got everything you wanted from him and it was impossible to tell you no, let alone keep something secret from you. You definitely had your ways of getting him to talk…

"Do you think I’m a freak?", he mumbles and you raise your eyebrows in surprise.

"What?", you scoff, "Why would I think that?"

"I’ve heard your conversation with Aonung", he tells you with a painful look on his face.

"These guys are pricks, Lo‘ak. Just a bunch of village boys that are probably too scared to ever leave their home. They could’ve never done what you and your family did."

"I know that but–"

"Just imagine them in the forest, do you think they would be able to adapt as quick as you did? Can you imagine Aonung bonding with an Ikran?" She laughs and his features soften a little. "Fishlips wouldn’t survive a day!"

It’s incredible. You are incredible. You just had this way of magically washing away all of his worries in the blink of an eye.

"So you’re… not interested in spending your time with Aonung instead of me?" He playfully nudges your side and you giggle.

"Oh you know, his offer was definitely appealing, but I’m way more interested to be with one of those Omatikaya boys. You know, the cute one? What was his name again?"

Lo‘ak rolls his eyes and chuckles, "Skxawng."

"No, I think his name is Lo‘a–" You can’t even finish the sentence. Without thinking, Lo’ak reaches down, hand cupping the back of your neck so he can haul you into a kiss. He always kisses you like it was the only thing that could keep him from dying, like your kiss and your lips were his saving grace in life.

You kiss him back just as eagerly, matching his vigor, his speed and that’s one of the things he loves about you. One of the things that’s been driving him crazy, keeping him up until ungodly hours as he tries to figure out how someone could affect him this way. You always keep up, even if you’re not ready to run into the line of fire.

You rest your hand on his chest, tilting your head and he instantly wedges his tongue between your lips. Lo’ak has something of an oral fixation. He’s all lips and teeth and tongue, he sucks and bites at every inch of skin he sees, like somehow it brings you even closer to him. You know that it isn’t necessary for him to leave a mark, everybody knows you are his, but he tends to anyways, with how he assaults your skin. In the blink of an eye, your top is discarded to somewhere behind him and then your back makes contact with the warm sand. The Na’vi groans with your nipple between his lips, desperation rocketing through your core and up your spine at the feeling, the sound. His lashes flutter as he suddenly pulls back to gaze up at you.

Lo’aks fingers tighten on your hips, almost possessively, as he looks at you. "You’re mine", he tells you and immediately you know, it's not something he says just like that. Nothing he says only in the heat of the moment. He says it because he means it. You were his. Always and forever. You look at him with your big doe eyes and nod. He reaches behind his back for his braided ponytail and then presents those tiny, pinkish tendrils in front of your face. You waste no time doing the same, reaching for your tswin.

"Say it", he demands, breathing heavily, "Say you’re mine." His pupils dilate as he watches your lips move, "I‘m yours, Lo‘ak. Only yours." And with that you connect, forming the tsaheylu bond. Your eyes close and you sigh in unison.

An almost animalistic purr rumbles deep within his chest and his broad hands sweep up your thighs, the lightest of touches searing against your bare skin. You lean yourself on your forearms to catch his lips in another kiss, rougher this time, letting him wrap his arms around you and pull you closer. Subconsciously, you roll your hips up against his, gasping into his mouth at the grind of his erection against your core. His hold on you falters for just half a second and then it returns with a vengeance, fingers digging into your skin and you gasp.

Lo‘ak‘s lip twitches up into a smug smile.

He’s desperate to have you. Seeing another man hit on you today has awoken some animalistic urge inside of him. He wants you to scream– scream so loud that everyone in the village would know what’s going on. If he wasn’t so possessive over you, he would’ve enjoyed to let Aonung watch you fall apart for him and nobody else. Because yes, his dick really is that good.

Your hips buck, seeking any sort of friction to ease the ache between your thighs. The throbbing between your legs has steadily grown and now reached a point where you couldn’t ignore it. Lo‘ak is quick to realize that and grinds his own hips against yours. You can’t help but let out a desperate moan.

Lo’aks hands make quick, steady work on your loincloth, pushing and pulling at it until it‘s bunched around your waist just high enough so that he can slip his hand between your thighs and finally get a feel of your wet heat.

“So wet for me already, sweet girl?” A lewd grin takes over his face as he runs two fingers through your slit. "I’ve barely even started." He dips his fingers into you just enough so that you begin to feel a hint of the stretch he could give you, but not enough to please any desire. "Lo‘ak please", you whine desperately. "Please, what? Tell me what you want, my mate."

How could you possibly decide?

“Anything, I’ll take anything", You moan out.

With a chuckle, Lo‘ak makes the decision for you, moving quickly as he frees his cock from his loincloth. You stare at it without a shame. No matter how many times you saw it, you would never get tired of the perfect sight. Lo‘ak kisses you once more, kisses you like it was the last time he would ever get to.

Slowly, he lowers his body onto yours, until there was not a single part of you both that was not touching. You fit together like a puzzle.

Pushing a hand in between your bodies, he guides the tip of his cock to prod against your entrance. "Don’t forget to breathe", he whispers against your lips and you release the breathe you didn’t even realize you were holding. The stretch of his cock entering you is a lot, but it’s not entirely painful. You whine and cling to him, nails digging into his back and Lo‘ak groans.

His fingers expertly find your clit and he begins to rub small, gentle circles around it, never ceasing to kiss you all the while. A shudder goes through your entire body at the stimulation and you sigh into his mouth before breaking away to let out a long moan.

You’re warm and soft around him, tight but still giving as he stretches you. Once fully inside, he stills, pushing his face into the side of your neck. "Oh fuck,” he curses under his breath.

He reaches up to grab one of your arms, pulling it from its position around his back and pushes it down on the warm sand, intertwining your three fingers with his own, four, much larger ones.

And then, he begins to move. His strokes are deep and on point, pace slow at first but increasing as time passes, your whines turning more desperate with every thrust of his hips. His eyes roam over you, starting from where you were connected– in and out, his cock glistening with your slickness. Then your breasts, bouncing every time your hips meet. And finally your face, lips swollen red from his kisses, cheeks flushed and eyes half lidded, yet still focused on him –an expression that only he would ever get to see on that pretty face of yours.

From then on, his eyes were locked with yours. Something has him trapped in your gaze and if you asked him to now, he would give you the moon and the stars and his life.

A moan slips past his lips when he feels you clench around him. "You feel -oh, fuck- feel so good, squeezing me so tight", and to underline his statement, his hips snap roughly against yours and you moan, loud. "Lo‘ak!"

"Yeah, just like that. Let them all hear who��s making you feel so good", he groans. Unable to hold himself back, the Na‘vi starts to increase his pace to match the intensity of his feelings for you. You buck your hips, trying to match his as a shared effort to chase the sweet release together. Sounds of pleasure fall from both of your lips, uncaring if you’re too loud. It’s was too late for that now anyways.

The coil in your stomach tightens dangerously, prompting you to curl your toes. You squirm against Lo‘ak, who continues to hold you close to his body as his thrusts loose their rhythm, becoming much more erratic. "I’m coming, Lo’ak, feels too good", you moan and whine and he nods along to your words. "I know, I know its so fucking good, right?" You lift your legs and wrap them around his hips, locking your ankles together behind him as Lo‘ak continues to pound into you, unable to think of anything else asides from the way your walls tighten around his throbbing cock.

He curses under his breath, uncertain if he can hold out for much longer until one deep and hard thrust has you throwing your head back, screaming out his name as your body shakes under him, your walls clenching dangerously tight around him. "Good girl", he praises as he fucks you through it, "That’s it, my sweet mate. Let me feel you cum on my cock." Your nails claw at his back without restraint, eliciting a small hiss from him before white fills his vision. His head dips low to bite into your shoulder, trying to muffle his own moans while enjoying the feeling of the tip of his cock kissing your cervix over and over again. And then he spills inside you, claiming you as his, once again.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The walk back to your marui pod is filled with sweet laughs and giggles, as you hold onto his arm and intertwine your fingers with his. Aonungs face is sour, anger radiating off of him in waves as you both pass him like two lovebirds. The both of you don’t even realize that he’s there, too lost in each others eyes, as you bring Lo‘ak‘s hands to your lips and press a soft kiss to his pinkie.

#lo‘ak x female reader smut #loak x reader smut #avatar loak #loak x reader #loak sully #loak angst #loak x you #atwow loak #avatar way of water #avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar 2 #lo‘ak x reader smut #neteyam #jake sully #lo‘ak #loak #･｡ﾟ☆: *my works* :☆ﾟ.

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flolio · 4 months

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i don’t wanna be yours. FEAT, JANG WONYOUNG

you had been blessed with your amazing girlfriend, jang wonyoung. to this day you had no clue how you had managed to attract someone like her, since you were someone who only admired her group. but something within your loving and caring girlfriend changed one day, she no longer acted like your girlfriend, but a mere stranger passing by you.

GENRE — angst, wonyoung is lowk 😵‍💫😵‍💫, implied cheating (?), intended lowercase

WORDCOUNT — 1.1k

A/N — the abrupt ending LOOL I couldn’t keep putting this one off 😵‍💫

if someone ever asked you about your girlfriend, you’d only ever have nice things to say. that’s if anyone asked, to the public eye you were single which you never really had a problem with.

you understood that wonyoung had an image to uphold and you didn’t wanna risk ruining that, knowing about how some people wouldn’t accept the relationship. oftentimes you found yourself slipping up and accidentally talking to your friends about wonyoung, of course you’d tell her.

she never used to have a problem with it before, comforting you and asking you to be careful with your words next time. so why where you sat in front of her, tears threatening to spill as she yelled at you. “are you fucking serious y/n!” she said raising her hands in exasperation, you couldn’t find your voice.

wonyoung never yelled at you, you guys didn’t have communication issues or really any issues at all. you always found a way to talk it out if a problem was presented, especially since you had confided in her and admitted that you hated when people yelled at you. “wony— I told you I didn’t mean too! I didn’t even mention you—” in a desperate attempt to deteriorate the situation, hoping she would calm down.

“but you still mentioned ive! how many times do I have to keep explaining to you— you don’t listen to me!” you froze, looking up at her for the first time since she’s walked into your apartment. “i'm constantly reminding you to be more careful or watch your words! it gets fucking tiring y/n, it’s like you don’t even care about my image at all!”

you cared about her image more than anything, you knew that when you started dating her it was going to be different. you knew that it would’ve been more reserved, but not caring about her image?

you never wanted to hurt her— hell you don’t even know what you did! “wony I swear I never intended too—!” you hated being talked over, she knew this and was using it against you. “whatever y/n, see you later.” she said walking past you, brushing her shoulder against yours.

the only thing being heard is the light raindrops and the sound of wonyoung receding steps. it stung, you hated when she called you y/n, she never called you by your name.

that night you called wonyoung countless times, begging her to talk to you, or at most hear you out. she never did, at some point you got tired and fell asleep with your phone propped up by your ear.

you haven’t heard from her since and it’s visibly noticeable that you haven’t been well without her, you decided to turn to the only person you deemed you could.

aeri uchinaga, she introduced you to wonyoung. she didn’t know the exact extent of your relationship but she did know how much feelings you harbored for wonyoung, so when you showed up outside of her dorm with bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks she had half a mind to walk over to starship and fight wonyoung herself.

for your sake obviously she didn’t, she listened to you ramble on and on about your guys relationship. you hesitated telling her about your fight but she knew something was off, after a few moments of silence you caved.

breaking down in her arms explaining what had happened a few days earlier, aeri comforted you that night. she let you sleep at her dorm with her, coincidentally in her bed with her.

you’ve never liked aeri like that, so when you awoke to your phone blown up from texts from wonyoung that consisted of ‘im sorry, can we talk this out my love?’ to ‘oh so I leave you for one day and you’re in someone else’s bed.’

you didn’t even know how she knew you were here, unless one of the members had told her but you never recalled wonyoung being close with any other aespa members like that.

you rushed to call her back, getting the message from her voicemail. “wonyoung..please just talk to me— not even a few hours ago you wanted to fix it please! I needed giselles advice and fell asleep here, please talk to me—” you sounded dumb.

you where pleading with a phone, voicemail at that. ultimately you gave up, if she wanted to talk to you she would. a week had passed and you got nothing but silence, it was clearly affecting you much more than her.

you paused, hearing the ringing coming from your phone. it was wonyoung. you picked up right away, hearing shuffling coming from the other end. “wonyoung…” you whispered, more to yourself than her.

“y/n karina called, you haven’t been eating?” you paused, she knew karina? you felt uneasy, wonyoung never really cared about any of the other aespa members. “you know karina?” “that wasn’t my question.” your head was spinning full of questions, since when? why didn’t she mention it? “i've been okay, how have you been?”

that uneasy feeling in your stomach now turning into guilt at the fact you may have upset her. “I’ve been okay, I miss you.” you’ve longed to hear those words for sometime now, but you had nothing to say to her.

“I— I wanted to apologize for lashing out at you, I’ve been so busy lately—” “it’s okay, are you able to come over right now?” it was the worst move on your part, something that was unable to be taken back now.

you sounded desperate for her, something you didn’t intend to do. “I’ll be there in a bit.” she said before hanging up, leaving you there. this didn’t go as you had intended, you wanted a better explanation for how she treated you, not that vague of one. she didn’t lie, she ended up within your arms twenty minutes later.

you awoke to cold sheets, you always did, she never stayed until you were awake. you were stupid to think that things would’ve been the same.

IVE’S JANG WONYOUNG SPOTTED KISSING AESPA’S YOO JIMIN?

#works — 🖇️#jang wonyoung x reader #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung imagines #ive wonyoung #ive #ive x reader

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pwinkprincess · 10 days

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playboy satoru who gets really really rough wit his bunny sometimes n he doesnt understand how rough hes getting till shes crying n beggin him to stop😵‍💫

sweetest girl in town ୨ৎ

Ꮺ tw:dubcon

hurts. it hurts. your face has been forced down into the mattress for far too long and your knees burn. you aren’t just crying from pleasure anymore. no, these tears are deeper than that. you feel so nasty from the thick fluid dripping from your nose, smearing all over and getting your face even dirtier. your hands are gripping the sheets for dear life, your knuckles are aching too. everything aches; everything hurts.

your screams and cries are muffled. it’s not like you particularly want to be heard, anyway. there’s no telling how mad satoru would get if you tapped out while he’s fucking you.

“do they not know who i am? ’m fuckin’ satoru gojo. could buy this whole fuckin’ school if i wanted to..” he rants to you. his voice cracks at the end of his sentence, something that rarely happens unless his pride is condemned. his large hands are squeezing your sides. with every word, his hold gets tighter and tighter.

his thick cock is plowing into your pussy. his crystal eyes are focused on where the two of you meet. seeing the thick cream decorating his length causes a sense of smugness to bloom into his chest. no other man will ever see you like this. he deflowered you, taught you, you’re his. even when everything else is falling apart, you’re his.

“gonna finally fuckin’ cum ‘n you. give you somethin to live for.” he’s too blinded by rage to consider the noises you’re making, or how hard his are snapping into you, or that you couldn’t breathe.

flashes of what happened prior to this moment runs through his head. his hand fingers clench and anger quickly takes over the smugness. his pelvis smacks against the fatness of your ass. he’s been going at it for so long, it almost feels suffocating. it’s beginning to hurt and you have to decide between putting his pleasure before yours or saying something before he bruises something.

“balancing everythin’ on my fuckin’ shoulders. no one asks if ‘m okay, but i make one minor mistake and suddenly the earth stops.” he almost sounds likes he’s about to cry.

it’s too much. way too much. your hand shoots behind you and you press down on his abdomen. he stops his moving and looks at your hand in almost disgust. “can’t.. no more.. please.” your words are muffled and barely recognizable.

“what?” he sounds defensive, almost. he gives you the honor of grabbing you by your hair and lifting your body until your back is flushed to his chest.

there are fat tears rolling down your face. satoru sees the snot and tears and pokes his cheek with his tongue, contemplating on how he wants to respond. “can’t anymore, daddy. you were being too rough.” you sob out.

he sighs and pulls himself out of you. thin strings of your arousal stick to his cockhead and satoru throbs at the sight. he nearly feels angry at you for making him stop.

with his cock being out of you, it feels like you can breathe again. though your pussy is still pulsating from the brutal beating it just got.

surprisingly, he’s gentle as he maneuvers you onto a dry area on the bed. he touches you softly, almost as if he’s scared to break you some more. he lays behind you, your back once again against his sculpted chest.

you’re quietly sniffling. ‘he’s probably so mad at you’ the thought rings through your head and causes you to whimper at the thought of him getting mad at you and leaving him alone, for good.

“‘m sorry for ruining it, daddy.” your words linger in the air when he doesn’t immediately respond.

“..no. don’t apologize, bunny. daddy was too rough. ‘m sorry. sorry for everything.” his voice cracks and something wet plops on your shoulder. was he crying?

you try to turn to look at him but he quickly forces you back around.

“so, so, so sorry, baby.” he mumbles while pressing kisses against your cheeks.

while you think he’s apologizing for being rough, satoru knows his apologies are deeper than what just happened.

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elvisalltheway101 · 22 days

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we can make the morning; 70s elvis x gn!reader ‼️

Summary: reader feels off but has no idea why, Elvis tries all that he can to cheer her up.

author’s note: I’ve been feeling so off lately, and I’ve got no idea. So this is totally written based off of me. Gosh why isn’t he here to help me out???

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You have literally no idea why you’re feeling so damn down and low. And it’s taking a toll tonight, it was supposed to be fun and light-hearted once Elvis were to arrive, but he could see it right through you.

Throwing a coming home party in this state, was probably the stupidest thing you’ve ever done. As the confetti shoots into the air and family with friends all shout with joy in their voices and hearts, Elvis didn’t enjoy one bit. Only from the side glances and quiet responses he was receiving from you… but you couldn’t do or say anything. Because you didn’t know anything yourself.

When the party banner was tucked away, the guests left and you were tucked into the bed, it all still felt off. And neither of you liked it.

“Baby? Is there something I-I need to know about?” He whispers worriedly, cooing to you as he crawls into the bed, the fluffy blanket tossled. You shake your head and raise a brow, “I don’t know, why?” You’re surprised at how you snapped back. But at the same time you weren’t, of course you didn’t mean it but things bugged you a little more nowadays.

He furrows his eyes and whispers concerned into your shoulder, leaning in and taking you into his embrace. “Y-you just seem a little…off.” He replies and you frown. You huff and glance back at him, “that’s what I’ve been hearing this whole time. My aunt says Ive been acting off, your pops, and mine…I actually don’t know.” A pout comes across your soft facial expression and you sigh out heavily. “I really don’t know.” You say out, defeated.

He nods slowly, his sharp tan jaw and sideburns tickle against your shoulders, he knows this feeling too well. “C-can you tell me more hun?” He whispers soothingly to you again, handling you carefully as if you were fragile glass. You nod and shrug with a slump, “I-I’ve been restless, i find myself working a lot more now, enjoying the work…I-ive lost my appetite, I get easily irritated, I just… like I said, I dunno.” You whisper. So genuine and lost, in need for a sense of direction.

He pouts and nods slowly, dragging you into his chest and pressing warm kisses along your temple. “Oh you’ve got the blues alright…I’ve got ‘em a lot too.” He replies softly, those blue knowing eyes glance to yours. “But why haven’t you told me or anyone else?” He raises a brow and quips. You only shrug, unknowing of that too. “Well becuase I feel that it’ll be over if I keep on pretending. I don’t know Elvis.” You sigh out heavily and it’s really hurting to see you this way.

“I have no idea why I’m acting like this…do you?” You ask with a hopeful tone. He only shakes his head and tuts, smiling gently and laughing softly into your ears, “how tha hell am I ‘posed to know? I only got here a while ago.”

You nod accordingly and hum into his neck, “yeah.” And your words linger into a silence that comforts you. He cups your cheeks and hums gently, his thumb dragging along your smooth cheek, and his long fingers into your hair.

“S’okay baby. We can make the morning, like we always do.”

We can the morning.

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a/n this was probably the fastest I’ve ever wrote something 😵‍💫 but oh my gosh really, how do we cure a feeling one can dwell in?

tag list: @jhoneybees & @your-nanas-love

#Spotify #elvis and me #70s elvis #big daddy elvis #elvis #elvis aaron presley #elvis angst #elvis fanfic #elvis fanfiction #elvis imagine #elvis presley fanfiction #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #elvis x y/n #elvis x reader angst #Elvis angst

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luffyvace · 2 months

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I have a question that’s been stuck in my head for a while? OK, so remember the episode of MHA where Kurogiri warps stain to the bar to meet Shigaraki so they can convince him to join the LOV and then stain stabs Shigaraki?

So imagine, what if Spinner, Dabi and Toga (separately) meet Stain BUT…… stain injures Reader (instead of Shigaraki) how would they feel if the hero killer hurt, they are beloved S/O?think about it??

Ohh yeaaa I remember that episode!

Ooooo yeah that’ll definitely set the mood for some killing dear- 😃 very intriguing question/request! Thank you! <3 :)

(gn reader since you didn’t mention pronouns or gender)

Spinner

⚠️(i think) spoilers at the end of spinner’s I can’t remember if it’s animated or not 😵‍💫💫

The Gif is literally Spinner to stain-

literally nobody liked him before he joined the lov

as we saw in the flash back (I think it’s animated) he was a nobody sitting on his couch watching tv

he joined the lov and now has people that respect him, he started dating you?!

quite frankly the best thing that has ever happened in his life.

no joke this man would do anything for you

He will probably never see what you see in him because of people in his ear from his upbringing but he hopes you continue to see that forever cuzzzz he’s not tryna let you go anytime soon 😋💗

so when you got stabbed by stain? This man was the exact opposite of calm.

What do you mean you just stabbed the only person who loves him?!

this is actually such an interesting request because spinner admires stain!

this dude’s villain costume is a target version of his! (😭)

Yeah he definitely no longer looks up to him. 😐

infact he might find himself hating him 😗

that’s how serious it is!

he panics for a second then pulls out his katanas to defend you in case he comes back for more

he would chase him down, if you weren’t wounded

he instead sheathes his blades and asks toga to wrap you up (until he can get you to the hospital if it’s fatal)

he’s on the verge of tears and is shaking because he could’ve lost you!

there’s no way he could ever let that happen!

Is heavily disappointed in himself that he couldn’t react faster to protect you and ‘realizes’ how much of a weakling he is

vows to protect you even if it costs him his life

of course he was always willing to, but now nothing. and I mean nothing. is ever gonna hurt you again

will track down stain to talk to him and tell him that wasn’t cool (and he doesn’t necessarily curse him out but rest assured he didn’t use the words I did)

⚠️(uh spoilers I think) after he gains the army of mutation quirk citizens he feels much more confident in his abilities to protect you

you should too! His army cares about you nearly as much as he does! They view him as they’re leader and savior after all~

not to mention he for sure changes his villain costume to something else

He asks you to help decide the design and now he looks much more epicc 😎💪

Dabi (Touya Todoroki)

Dabi is instantly heated abt it

like y’all invited him in here and he STABS his you??!

his lover?!

I don’t think so..😐

bro not finna let that slide🗿

he’s aboutta incinerate everyone and himself (again 😂-) trying to kill him

in all seriousness in a situation where someone he cares about gets hurt he does beat whoever hurt you before helping-

just because he’s angry

BROS SEEING RED- 😭🗿🤡

he does come check up on you after though

Besides he knows the lov will bandage you up

either Toga will do it (but she’ll take some of your blood) or they’ll take you to that hideous doctor dude that works for afo

If it’s a fatal wound he checks up on you a lot and subtly asks if you need anything

he’s not some softy, imma be honest, but he obviously does care

no matter what, he now wants to track down stain and reduce him to nothing but ashes

it doesn’t matter who says what. he’ll never forgive him.

and trust me when I say he’s the type of guy who could hold a grudge forever 😬

will tell you to sit out the next mission if your injury isn’t all the way healed by then

he commits arson to try and ease his anger a bit but after all he’s been through, hurting the only person he loves is the final straw.

he’s noticeable more irritated for a while and will try and kill stain on sight

the hero killer has been spotted in the prefecture? He bouta pull up. Bro is over in the mountains? That crazy cuz Dabi is too 🤷‍♀️

Toga Himiko

Would be the angriest if Dabi wasn’t more hot headed (get it? Don’t get mad I had to) and if she didn’t like stain too- 😭

the fact that she loves to see you stabbed also comes into play-

But she’s upset she wasn’t the one to make you bleed

although this is all after she bandages you up

if the wound isn’t fatal she’ll probably unwrap you daily to admire you in all your glory 💉🩸😊

She tries to get payback by stabbing stain so it’s even but it just becomes a game of cat and mouse

meaning they’re both too swift and agile to get hit by the other

In the heat of the moment her first reaction is excitement that quickly turns to anger

as i said she’s happy to see your beautiful rose red blood but she didn’t get to inflict it ✋😤

Def woulda followed stain out the door to track him down if it weren’t for 1. Your wound and 2. Twice & magne stopping her

will lick the blood she cleaned

not fresh off the wound, but off the materials she used to clean you up

she knows it could give you an infection directly

and this is of course after your fine and dandy

she 100% tried to get as much blood into a container or syringe as possible

even if there isn’t a lot

If you have a quirk in particular

bonus if it’s a strong one

You two could pair up now!! Aren’t you happy? 🤗

if you are NOT happy and is upset with her for it, (I’m sure your not- your probably used to it in a relationship with her) she’ll gives you cuddles as an apology <33

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gingerjunhan · 6 months

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boyfriend headcannons - kim jungsu

☆彡 letting the delusions win once again so Jungsu stans come get y’all juice!!!!!

word count: 713 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: all caps used, he’s blushing, I’m blushing, we’re all blushing, let me know if I missed anything!! 🩷

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starting off by saying that in my head Jungsu is the most Boyfriend™️ member of xh and nobody can change my mind!!!!!!!!

he’s also the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen??? okay moving on

he strikes me as a romantic!!!

not like, Seungmin type of romantic though (although there can be some overlap)

he’s the type of romantic that knows your coffee order by heart

watches “chick flicks” with you over and over again

always puts your needs before his

willing to drop everything for you

gives you his hoodie the second he sees you shiver

does absolutely nothing without asking if you’re okay/ comfortable with it!!!!

that type of romantic

“that’s literally the bare minimum-“ SHUT UP it's the little things that count

anyways moving on

I know I’ve mentioned this before in a fic somewhere but Jungsu is so so so SO respectful and he just wants to make sure everyone is happy and safe so I can see him wanting to have a long, in-depth conversation with you about boundaries

you’re both in this relationship because you love and care for one another, and he’s not gonna let you forget it!!

he is so madly in love with you it physically hurts him

like,,,, YOU chose HIM???? he can’t wrap his mind around it

he knew you were “the one” shortly into your relationship

hype man

imagine him wrapping his arms around you while you’re looking at your outfit and he just makes eye contact with you in the mirror and hits you with the “you look so pretty today baby” and then gives you a little kiss wherever he can reach UGHHHHHH THIS MAN

MATCHING OUTFITS MATCHING OUTFITS

“Oh you’re wearing blue today? Okay good to know.” and then he immediately goes and changes

I can picture Jungsu as the type who finds it really hard to sleep without you

like,, he needs a cuddle buddy

but in public?

people would never guess that

I talked about this in my PDA fic, but I don’t think Jungsu is big into PDA

like, aww you’re holding hands? that’s enough 🧍🏻‍♀️

he gives me the vibe that he doesn’t like seeing other people’s PDA so he doesn’t do it either LMAOOO (me too)

okay I talked about this with Gunil so I feel the need to bring it up again

your family loves him

if you have siblings or cousins who are younger than you?? they ADORE HIM

Jungsu gives me lovely big brother energy and in my head I think he’s be great with kids (ignore those Rock The World episodes lol)

give this man a toddler I need to see it

imagine coming home to Jungsu and your kid and Jungsu is dressed up in some silly costume, too wrapped up in the child’s land of make-believe to realize you walked in the door

he’s just so sweet :(

okay okay okay so if you couldn’t tell by the fact that I think I’ve mentioned them in every single Jungsu fic I’ve written… I love Jungsu’s broad shoulders

Jungsu is just so big and strong and I’m swooning right now

he’s so tall and pretty and UGH what if I cry

you can’t reach something?

he’s picking you up

you’re feet hurt?

piggyback ride

he’s giving you the Princess Treatment™️ truly

I also feel like Jungsu gives the best hugs in xh

those arms of his 😵‍💫 hugging machines

the feeling of being wrapped up in his strong arms and broad shoulders oh my god

safety

he’s like if a fuzzy blanket was a guy

he’s just so awesome I love Jungsu dude

I can also imagine having some good late night talks with Jungsu

telling secrets and sharing stories

he’s not afraid to be emotional in front of you!

within the first month of your relationship you saw him cry and tbh he’s so real for that

he can put up the front that he’s all tough or whatever but that facade cracks with you around

he’s just so blushy and giggley with you!

Jungsu totally believes that you bring out the best in him, and he’s so glad to be with you

he commonly fantasizes about his future with you

he’s so excited to spend forever with you :(((

taglist⁉️: @dazzlingligth , @mini-mews , comment to be added!

#xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh x reader #xdh imagines #xdh fluff #jungsu x reader

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iovesia · 10 months

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hey pookie ☹️ Today has been a bad day, I couldn’t pick my new seal plush up and I had really long classes and the red wave came and I just feel so shitty, how do you think the Keanu characters would react to the reader having a bad day ?

-🥖 anon

ᯇ KEANUVERSE & READER WHO HAS A BAD DAY ⋆ ˚ ༘ *

⊹ fem!reader. fluff — ted logan. john wick. neo.

꒰ ᵕ ༚ ᵕ ⑅ ꒱ ✧ hey pookie, i'm sorry you had such a wack-ass day,,, sending good vibes your way— hope these hcs make you feel better 💌🫧 totally irrelevant sidenote, but whoever sent me the ask with "keanuverse", MWAH!

john wick.

"hey honey," his baritone voice is soft as he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

he hates seeing you so down :(((

john's your shoulder you can cry on, or ear if you need to vent to him. he hold you in his arms or lets you rest your head in his lap, quietly listening to you rant about whatever it is that was bothering you.

john's offering you something warm to drink or you two will go outside for a walk (with daisy— yes she's alive in this au idc idc)

john's not a man of many words, so he'll say a few affirmative words; telling you he loves you, and at least the day's over now.

⠀⠀⠀

ted logan.

"oh babe, you look so bummed. what happened?"

again, sweet ted is not good with words. he can't give you a pep talk, but he can make you laugh!!

he has a bunch of stupid tricks and jokes up his sleeve to make you smile.

ted loves to see his pretty girl flustered and giggling and that's gonna be his #1 mission!!!

he'll put on some of your favorite songs, play his own songs, or even go the extra mile and make you a personalised mixtape.

he's a true musician bf i fear..

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀

neo.

when he sees you so down in the dumps, he gets worried. working on the ship or anywhere else in zion is a dangerous feat as it is, so when he sees you so upset.

it's immediately worst case scenario for him.

“what happened? are you hurt?”

he’s the one you go to for a pep talk. he’s soothing you, pressing soft kisses to your temple.

his voice is so soft and raspy.. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#love letters.#ʚ · ◞ 🥖 anon!#keanu reeves x reader #keanu reeves imagine #john wick x reader #neo the matrix #neo anderson x reader #ted logan x reader #ted logan imagine #john wick imagine #*⠀ted logan.#*⠀john wick.#*⠀neo.

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boydepartment · 8 months

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Hello jayjay...

I asked about requesting and then disappeared 😅 life got a little 😵‍💫😵‍💫 for a minute

Anyway 👉👈 if you're still up for something angsty could I request riki comforting you after a break up?

Like he thinks you're crying because your ex broke your heart when he dumped you but in reality you dumped your ex because you realized you were in love with riki, your best friend. Your heart is broken because of the impossibility of you and riki being together 💔

Like imagine riki being so sweet and taking care of you getting you your favorite snacks and letting you cry on his shoulder and him trying to distract you and make you smile with his silly antics and all the while he thinks he's making you feel better when in reality he's just reminding you why you love him so much which just adds salt to the wound because you know you'll never be able to claim anything more than friendship with him 🥲🥲🥲🥲

▪︎ 🧈bttr🧈 ▪︎

a/n: IM SORRY THIS TOOK A BIT! i got food poisoning LMAO and i had to do my lab

come up with lies - nishimura riki x gn! reader

MASTERLIST

wc- 350?? 500?? i am not sure

warnings- ANGST

you found yourself at your best friends door after you had dumped your boyfriend…

the breakup did not go smoothly in the slightest, your ex knew exactly why you were dumping him which led to your ex becoming aggressive.

you can still remember your his words clearly, “it’s because of him huh? everyone told me not to date you because of riki. but i decided to give you the benefit of the doubt. now look at me.”

you took a deep breath and knocked at his door, almost immediately riki swung open the door, he was expecting you as you texted him that you and your boyfriend broke up. he pulled you in a hug and you couldn’t help but start crying.

the sight of riki was making you cry, your heart hurt more seeing him than when you were breaking up with your boyfriend. the grip on your best friend’s jacket strengthened. riki patted your head and tried to calm you down. eventually you both pulled away from eachother and he led you to his room.

you sat down and rubbed your eyes, he knelt in front of you. his eyes looking into yours intently. which never failed to give you butterflies.

“you wanna talk about it?”

you looked at him, part of you hated him, but that was just your brain projecting. you hated yourself because you were in love with him.

“i cant right now…” your lips curved into a frown and you looked away from him. you couldn’t even talk about it with him.

for a long time you wanted to tell him how you feel, however, there was no signs he liked you back. hell, even if he did, he couldn’t date you. or give you the relationship you wanted with him.

nishimura riki worked his entire life for his career, you’d be selfish to let him risk it for you.

“here.” he stood up and walked to another part of his room, riki started digging through his closet. he spent a good couple minutes digging and humming. your heart hurt watching him.

it was crushed when he threw one of his hoodies at you. you caught it and he turned around smiling at you.

“you love my hoodies! you can have that one okay?”

your response to this was to immediately start crying again. riki’s face fell again.

“y/n if it smells that bad you could’ve told me!” he tried to joke but you just kept crying, letting the hoodie fall beside you on his bed.

riki watched you as you kept weeping. he sighs, hating seeing you this hurt over your ex… what could possibly make you feel better?

oh! he knew!

you watched as he walked out of his room, you eyed his hoodie to the side of you. you shouldn’t put it on, you shouldn’t give in to hurting yourself more. but you loved him. you think you’d always be in love with your best friend. you took a deep breath and put it on.

when he walked back in he had a bowl of ice cream with a ton of candy sprinkled on.

“i wasn’t sure what you wanted on your ice cream so-“

when you saw how hard he was trying for you, your eyes started tearing up again. riki saw this and blinked a couple times.

what on earth was he doing wrong?

the truth was, he wasn’t doing anything wrong. riki couldn’t help he was an idol, and you couldn’t help that you were in love with him.

he sighed before pulling you in a hug again. you leaned into him and continued to weep. you were letting your heart break more as you gave into his affection.

“please talk to me about what happened with your ex eventually… i know you loved him a lot and it hurts… i’m so sorry… i wish i could make it all go away…”

every bone in your body wanted you to yell that you weren’t in love with your ex and that you loved riki himself more than anything.

but you didn’t

all you did was softly mutter an “okay..”

you’d figure out a lie to tell riki later, right now you just wanted to cry into him while he held you oblivious to the real reason why you were so distressed.

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elvensorceress · 10 months

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fuck it friday ⚡️

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More Catching Lightning ⚡️ this directly follows this scene I posted which I have since edited and reposted because ajsdfdkljs it just wasn’t right yet don’t look at me. Have a good long chunk because I haven’t been around much and I miss you all 😘

CW for some discussion of suicidal ideation (the boys have issues. we’re working on it 😵‍💫)

Eddie’s heart died. How do either of them feel anything after that?

Isolating yourself, feeling like you don’t belong and can’t relate anymore, withdrawing and detaching yourself from loved ones, preoccupying yourself with death, losing your sense of self and purpose, your life losing meaning when you only feel guilty for surviving… all classic responses to this kind of trauma. And why Frank has a very busy, very full schedule.

Buck half shrugs, half nods. “We talk about it sometimes. Me and Natalia. We talk about death. Because that’s what she does. Helps people come to terms with dying. But I’m not facing down my death right now. It already happened. End of life care is about comfort, pain management, fulfilling mental and emotional needs, whatever spiritual needs someone has. You make amends as much as you can. You say goodbye. You tell people you— you tell people you love them. You make sure they know that you love them. You come to terms with being done and that there are things you never accomplished or got to have. Stuff like that. What I went through is different. I don’t know how much it helps. To talk with her. She doesn’t get death like what I went through.”

Eddie gives him a sideways look. “Is that why you were interested in her? Because she helps people who are dying?”

“No. Partly. Maybe. I don’t know. Sort of. I figured it couldn’t hurt. She was curious about it and I could talk about what happened and it didn’t make her look at me weird. She thought it was cool.”

So tales of Buck’s many almost-deaths were attempting to recapture magic. Wonderful.

“But I don’t know what to think anymore. It feels like something should have come out of it. It feels like I shouldn’t be the same. I should have answers. I should know what the fuck I’m doing. I should be able to choose things and pick a new couch I’m comfortable with. I-I should be able to find meaning in my life. I should know how to be happy. I should know what happiness is for me. I died. I can say I’m going to make every day count and I’m going live my life to the fullest and I’m lucky and thankful to be alive. But what does it even mean? What is happiness? What do I do now? I don’t know what to do. Why don’t I get a moment of clarity? Why does nothing make sense? Why am I still lost and confused and stuck? Why don’t I get any answers?”

“You’re expecting death to give you answers?” That’s— even for Buck that’s bad. All of this is.

“I don’t know. I keep thinking about Lev and how he said he figured it all out right before he died. But he didn’t come back. Maybe he wouldn’t remember anything if he had.” Buck lifts and drops his hands in utter hopelessness. “I just. I know I was waiting. I wasn’t going to rush into anything. But it made me feel normal. It made me feel something like myself. It’s just fun and lighthearted and I don’t have to worry about anything or—”

“Or feel anything? Because feeling anything is too much?”

“What if it is?”

“In that case, you get to be me this time instead of Ana. That’s how that works. You tell yourself everything is nice, no pressure, you’re having fun, it’s not serious. It’s easy because nothing means anything. Until she’s invested and you aren’t because you can’t feel anything. And maybe you try and you think you can fake it or that it won’t matter as long as you’re convincing. But you’ll never love her and you know it. And you just end up hurting her.”

Buck looks at him, studies him for a long moment, and Eddie isn’t sure if he’s analyzing his own life or if he’s contemplating Eddie’s. Maybe both, because Buck doesn’t really respond. He only says, “I feel like I’m trying to swim and I’m treading water and I keep getting hit with these waves that pull me under and then I don’t know which direction is up or if I’m supposed to drown. But every day I’m alive, it feels like it wasn’t supposed to happen. It feels like I shouldn’t be here. I can say it’s a gift. Life. I think it is, and I’m thankful I still have one. But I don’t know what to feel. Or who I am anymore.”

A fracture goes right down the middle of Eddie’s heart and he wishes he could just hold him and protect him and offer any comfort that might help. He wants to reach out. He wants to reach out and touch him, find him solid and alive under his own hands. Where Eddie can pour comfort and healing into all his wounds. But he can’t. They can’t ever touch anymore. Eddie can’t fix him. Eddie can’t even help him. Too much feels severed. What does he say? What can ever help?

Maybe a safe place where Buck easily falls asleep and a cup of filtered water and hope that there’s something after pain and death and confusion. And a night where they were never apart.

He never wants to be apart.

“Everything feels different when you get that close to death and come back from it,” Eddie says, as carefully, lovingly as he did the night Buck hid out with them because it was sanctuary. It was a refuge and he could be at peace. He could be somewhere that is always offered as a home for him. Buck is always part of their home. “Nothing feels real. You don’t know what is real and what isn’t. You don’t know if you’re dying again or if your brain just decided it would be fun to make you panic. Everyone else moves and keeps moving forward, but you can get stuck in that moment where you almost died. It’s all you can think of, it’s all you can feel.”

Blood and pain and lightning and burning and the agony of separation. It’s always there. It’s wedged between them. And he can’t reach. He can never reach. He tries and Buck is too far away. He tries and he’s not strong enough to lift him by the single thread miraculously binding them together.

Eddie breathes deeply and it still feels like everything in his chest is broken. “I wish I could tell you how to climb out of that. I never handled it well. Sometimes, all you can do is survive and keep surviving. But you can’t avoid it. And cutting yourself away from people you love and who love you will only make it a thousand times worse.”

Buck folds his hands together like he doesn’t know what to do with them. He blinks like his eyes are stinging and welling up. “My parents told me I was born to save someone. And when I was in a coma, in that world where everything was fucked up, they actually loved me. I almost wanted to stay just for that. Because here, they had me to save my brother. They had me to save him and I didn’t save him. And here, I’m a firefighter. And I love being a firefighter because I get to help people, I love helping people, taking care of them. But I keep feeling like I’m only here for that. Because of that. And I want to be here for me, not because I’m trying to live for someone else. I want to live for me because I want to live. I want to feel like I’m worth living for. I want my life to be worth living just because it’s mine. I know that’s what I should feel. I want to feel like I should be alive. But I don’t really feel like that right now.”

Eddie’s heart just shatters all over again. He knows all too well what that is like. Far too well. He wouldn’t wish that on anyone. Not even a certain soulless, selfish, demon reporter.

“It is worth it, Evan,” he says because that lonely, unloved little boy needs to hear it. “Your life is very worth it. Not because you save other people. They might have had you to save someone, but that is not why your life is worth living. You are worth it just because you exist. You don’t have to do anything or be anything. And I know it’s really hard to feel like it sometimes. That’s why I worry. And why I get angry and hate when you hurt yourself. I hate when you act like you don’t matter. I know feeling like you don’t deserve to be alive. That is exactly how I had a breakdown. It’s exactly how I almost killed myself last year. I wanted to.”

Buck’s face contorts and tears spill down his cheeks. “Eddie.”

“I didn’t. I wouldn’t. I just—” he stops and pushes away wetness from his own eyes. “I felt it.”

Buck reaches for him but stops himself before they touch. His breath hitches and he tries to wipe at his face. But more tears fall.

Eddie offers his hands, open palms in the space between them. Just in case.

Buck takes them and sinks to his knees on the floor in front of Eddie like he might collapse and sob on Eddie’s lap. Eddie catches him instead and curls down around him, holding Buck’s head to his chest.

Buck clings to him maybe out of fear. But maybe he never wants to let go. His hands clench in Eddie’s uniform and he holds on with what has to be all of his strength. It’s hard, constricting, binding, and Eddie never wants him to let go.

It makes Eddie’s heart flutter like it’s alive after all.

#buddie #buddie wip #jenwyn wip #fuck it friday #fic: catching lightning #911

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love-on-mars · 10 months

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hi hun! I hope your doing well! I have a request for you..I sent one In before but idk if you got it or not it was under anonymous so I’m gonna send it again if that’s okay! And if you see one in ur inbox just like this just delete it because it’s me! So could you write something wear mick is dating this girl who’s a virgin and she’s like supper innocent, like she’s never had sex, or masturbated or literally anything(and ppl make fun of her for it..) ..Ik ppl go through that because there super scared and been hurt through there life. As someone who finds sex scary because I’m a virgin..anyways mick ends up fingering her for the first time, they don’t actually end up having sex..and the reader just breaks down because they were maybe rlly overwhelmed and scared and insecure..and mick just comforts them and praises them and tells them how proud of them they are..super fluffy pls and aftercare if you can you don’t have to!

HOLY FUCK THATS A LOT SORRY BBY 😵‍💫 IGNORE THIS IF U LIKE I WROTE A LOT!! Anyways ty have a good one!

Dude this is so cute! Don’t worry about the resend I don’t mind! I’m a virgin myself so I know the feeling of apprehension towards intimacy. Hope you enjoy this!

Mick Mars x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut (MINORS DNI), reader is unsure, but this is completely consensual! Mick is a sweetheart

Hands (18+)

“Mick….” You whimpered softly. You were currently straddling you boyfriend’s lap in the most intense make out session you two have had in your relationship this far.

After the whirlwind of the Girls, Girls, Girls tour he met you. He was head over heels, but due to the weight he gained from his alcohol problems he didn’t want your first time with him to be while he was in his words, “A fat pig.”

You of course didn’t mind, In fact you were relieved. You had told him that same night that you had never had sex before.

It was an…interesting conversation. You were sure the always horny Marsman was gonna laugh it off and push you anyways, but you were wrong.

He understood that it was something you had never experienced before, although he had a hard time believing you had never touched yourself before.

‘Are you that innocent?’ He thought to himself. He always thought that you were the most precious thing this world had to offer, you were always so cuddly yet touch starved at the same time. He thought you where a bit sensitive, which is true, but you were just inexperienced. It all made sense.

“I’ll wait as long as you want. When you’re ready we can try, just know I want you to be as comfortable as possible and don’t feel any pressure to please me. Ok?” He smiled as he held your face in his hands.

And that led you here, you on Micks lap while he ravishes your mouth. He looked up at you, “you’re so beautiful”. “O-oh…” you blushed, you became flustered so easily. Mick thought it was the cutest thing, while you found it embarrassing.

He slid his hands up and down your waist, causing you to shiver. “Can we try something?” He asked. You gave it thought, usually you said no and kept making out with him. But this time you just couldn’t ignore the ache between your legs.

“Only a little…I don’t know If I’m ready to actually….” You stammered, “don’t worry. I’m only gonna use my fingers, ok?” He reassured you.

“It will get you warmed up at least to the feeling.” He smiled, you looked up at him and nodded.

He got up and led you to the bedroom, where you laid you down to get you as comfortable as possible. By the way you were looking at him he knew that you were already beginning to have second thoughts.

“Hey, if you want to stop we can. There’s no shame, love.” He said softly. You shook your head, “No. I want to try, I feel bad for making you wait Mick.”

“Ok….I’m gonna take off your shirt and pants ok?” He said, needing your approval before going further. He loved and respected you so much, and always asked your consent before doing anything that could make you uncomfortable.

You nodded and helped him out. You covered your chest despite wearing a bra out of embarrassment, not used to being this vulnerable in front of him.

He caressed your thighs gently, kissing and nibbling the flesh gently to ease you into the feeling. He traveled up until he reached your clothed crotch, kissing the fabric of your underwear gently.

He looked up at you one last time, silently asking to touch you.

As you nodded, he used his thumb to pad at your covered clit causing a small whine to come out of you. “O-oh my…” you stammered, not used to the feeling of anybody prodding around down there.

He continued to stroke you through your panties to warm you up, until he hooked his fingers into the waistband to take them off. “Don’t worry Angel, I’m only gonna use my fingers ok?” He softly said in reassurance.

“Just…please be gentle…” you whimpered out. He leaned up to kiss you sweetly as he slid off your underwear, you shiver at the sudden exposure.

He glides his fingers through your folds gently, looking up at you to make sure you’re comfortable. You whimper out a small, “Fuck…”. He smirks up at you, “Awww, so sensitive…don’t worry my love. Just give me the word and I’ll stop.”

“No…keep going, I’m ok.” You say, wanting to go further for both him and you. His thumb rubs your clit gently, causing a small jump and moan from you.

“So wet…” he sighs as his other hand slide through your folds again. Your thighs shake a bit as he continues to rub your clit, he kisses the inside of them sweetly.

“I’m gonna go inside a little, ok?” He asks, wanting to keep you comfortable. Despite his demonic presence on stage, he’s a sweetheart around you. You’re the only person that can turn him into goo and soft like this.

You nod. “Ok…it may hurt just a little. But is normal, I promise I’ll be gentle sweet thing.” He says.

Hearing his praise and reassurance eased your racing heart. You couldn’t be happier to be his, thankful for his love and patience. You teared up knowing he was your forever, never in your life had you trusted anyone more than him.

“You ok?” He asked before he went in, noticing your tears. “Yeah…I just…a lot of people look down on me because I’ve never done anything like this before. Other partners I’ve had get impatient and leave and just…I love you so much. I’m so grateful you’ve been so sweet and patient with me Mick.”

He smiled, and leaned up to kiss you. “My sweet thing. I’m used to girls throwing themselves at me, as much as I hate to say it. It gets so old and overwhelming, plus girls like that only want me for my money or fame. I’ve never seen your innocence as a bad thing, or something to take advantage of. Just as how you’ve never taken advantage of me like other people have. I’ll wait as long as you need love.” He soothed as he wiped your tears.

After a few moments of sweet nothings and kisses he asks if he can continue. You nod, “gentle please.” He smiles and starts kissing down your body, stopping at your navel.

His thumb rubs your clit again, he applies more pressure gradually as he slips his middle finger in your dripping warmth.

You squirm a bit at the feeling, the slight burning pain causing you to whimper out. “Shhhh baby it’s ok” He soothes. He pumps in and out a few times, before inserting his ring finger.

He decided to do only the two fingers, not wanting to cause you more discomfort. He slides his fingers in and out slowly, hearing your moans assured him you were enjoying it.

The feeling was strange, but good. Between his thumb on your clit making small circles, and the fingers going in and out of your heat. You felt something only short of ecstasy. You’ve never felt pleasure like this, having it intensify when he curls his fingers up to stroke your g-spot.

“Oh!” You exclaimed. He smirks up at you, knowing all of the spots that could drive you crazy. “Mick…ah~” you moan out, enjoying the feeling of his fingers.

Suddenly you felt this tightening, like a chord in your belly is being wound up. “Mick…I…”you moaned out, unsure of what this feeling was. “It’s ok baby, cum for me. You’re doing so good.” He praised.

Hearing his soothing words sent you over, your first ever orgasm rushes through your body. You cry out in pleasure, all of these new feelings and experiences become too much. You shake as you come down from your high, and a small sob leaves your mouth.

Mick looks up at you in concern after he takes his hands away from you. He stands and walks to the side of the bed to hold you, he strokes your face as he asks, “Are you ok baby?”

You nod, “Too much…” you whispered as you leaned into him. Understanding how overwhelmed you were, he decided that was enough for the night. He’ll take care of his own needs later, his focus was completely on you.

“Come on, I’ll take care of you sweet thing.” He says as he picks you up gently. He sets you down in the large bathroom he has as he runs a nice soothing bath for the two of you. He puts in some bubbles and scents, along with some salts for his back.

You watch him, finding this rare side of him adorable. He may be a hard ass around others but his love for you is something that others would have to see to believe. You knew that he was only like this with you, see as according to Tommy, “He genuinely hates everybody.”

He helps you stand up and took off your bra for you. You blushed at his gaze, now being fully bare in front of him.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” He says as he kisses your head. “Don’t worry, we’re done for the night. You did such a good job!” He praised as he helped you into the large square tub.

You smile, “why don’t you join me?” You asked, gaining just a little bit of confidence.

“If you say so, my love” he says as he takes off his clothes. You hadn’t seen him naked at all before, even without a shirt. Turns out you weren’t the only one who was self conscious.

Mick didn’t like the way he looked, the AS caused him to be hunched over a bit, and the Girls tour had caused him to gain weight from drinking so much. Even though he lost weight there was still some belly left that he was determined to loose.

He stepped in and sat behind you, despite the room to sit next to you.

You leaned back to lay on him, he massaged your shoulders with some body wash gently to soothe your still slightly shaking body.

“So, would you say I’m officially good with my hands?” He asked smugly. You giggle at his comment, feeling comfortable being vulnerable with him at last.

“Definitely.”

#mick mars #mick mars imagine #mick mars x reader #motley crue #motley crue x reader #1313 #smut #fluff

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atom-writings · 10 months

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Hey can I get a Arthur with a s/o struggling with dermatillomania? 😵‍💫 my confidence is taking so many hits from having it lol

(HWS England X Reader) S/O with Dermatillomania

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons / Scenarios ~ A/N let me know if any of this is inaccurate or disrespectful!!!

Trigger Warning: Talk of self harm (KIND OF. Comes with the request), blood, and swearing.

Arthur worries about you and your compulsion, but he would never judge you for it.

He’s seen people with much weirder and much more damaging disorders. What you do doesn’t disgust him, or scare him, or anything like that. But he doesn’t really know how to help you either.

Weeks and weeks of stress play on your mind. Weighing you down, your lungs failing to expand like they should, as if you were drowning in people’s thoughts. It was an experience you wouldn’t wish on anyone, yet often you find yourself dealing with such a thing. As you struggled, your mind went to where it always did.

Stretching at your skin, again. Before you realised it, blood began to coat your fingers. That was, until the sound of Arthur behind you broke you out of your trance.

“Love, did you cut yourself?” He asks quickly, his eyes widening as he sees the blood dripping all over your clothing. You couldn’t respond, just shaking your head and quickly rubbing away at the wound you had created.

But you weren’t fooling him. You closed your eyes, unable to bear looking at his presumably disgusted face as he turned you to face him. But his judging remarks failed to come.

“Are you ok? What happened?” He asks softly, taking out his handkerchief to dab at the blood running down.

You opened your eyes, seeing his gaze contained no malice, “I was…” You paused. Was it really the best idea to tell him this now? You could always come up with some excuse, some reason you’ve done this to yourself, any possible explanation that wouldn’t make him disgusted with you… but it’s too late for that now.

“I was scratching at myself. I have… a disorder called dermatillomania. It makes me… do that kind of thing.”

“So, like a compulsive thing?” He asks, his voice gentle. It seems like this revelation hadn’t even phased him in the slightest.

“Yeah, you could say that.”

“Alright.” He concludes simply, “Well, let’s get you cleaned up, love.”

He’ll always tell you to just come to him whenever you start feeling the urges come on. Seeming you so distressed is horrible, and he’s always willing to drop everything. Whether you want to simply be distracted or talked through your stress, he’s there. Your problems are never a burden to him, no matter what.

He especially wants you to be distracted because he’s very worried about your scratches getting infected. Like, 80% of the people he’s known have died due to infections. He has a good precedent to be paranoid. But he’s also worked as a medic, so cleaning up your compulsions doesn’t disgust him at all.

“Darling, I know it hurts but would you rather end up having to go to a hospital?” Arthur pleads as you pull away from him.

“N-No, I’m telling you it’s fine.” You respond, looking away nervously.

All he could do was sigh. He had come back from the grocery store to find you obsessively picking at acne on your face, creating a wound significant enough to cause concern.

“I’ll be gentle. I promise.” He tells you softly, taking your hand in his and looking you in the eyes deeply, “It’ll be just a minute.

You concede as you see how worried he had become. Regardless of how annoying the antibiotic was, seeing him so distraught was worse. Once you nodded, his eyes lit up.

“Right, just sit down, love. I’ll be right back.”

After a moment, he returns, sitting down in front of you with everything you’d need.

“Ready?” He asks, rubbing the back of your hand affectionately. As you nod, he starts cleaning your wound with a wet washcloth, causing you to flinch and whine in response.

“I know darling, I know. But we can’t have it getting any worse, can we?” He coos. When he finishes, he grins, leaning forward to kiss you on the cheek, “You’re doing so good! It won’t be too much longer. Promise.”

If anyone says anything disparaging about your scars and marks, he will pounce on them like a goddamn tiger immediately. Like, not physically, because he’s kind of a twink, but seeing people tease you about your scars makes him so angry. Before you can even react, he’s defending you.

“Oh, Jesus… what the hell makes you do that? It’s so… gross!”

“Yeah, you’d know gross, wouldn’t you? Swear everyone flinched once you entered the room. Right, fuck off mate.”

He’s very protective of you. After all, no matter how many mental problems may plague you, he’s willing to help you through all of them. Your scars and habits don’t disgust him, all it does it make him respect you more. Going through all that? It’s not shameful. He loves you just as much as he would if you didn’t have dermatillomania.

#heta tag #hetalia imagines #hetalia x reader #arthur tag #aph england x reader #hws england x reader #not proofread at all

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luvkun4 · 1 year

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also Nanami and period sex???? Please 😩😩😩 I just know he'd love how sensitive you are, and while ofc he wants to help you feel better he's probably doing so by overstimming you till you're crying and shaking 🥴 And even softer aftercare than normal I just

I feel like he'd still eat it 🫣

~🎀

DHDSNNJS I LITERALLY- *sigh* i am going THROUGH IT rn omg. first of all, here’s a little something i wrote a while back around the concept. now i will share my other thoughts :)

that drabble is about him fucking you, but my thoughts yesterday were more about the foreplay. the way you tell him it hurts between your legs, and with a straight face he goes, “let me massage you.” and you’re like ????? bc you’re bleeding buckets but Nanami couldn’t give two shits. so he sits you on his lap with a towel beneath you and gets to work. he’s all gentle as he massages your clit, slowly dragging his fingers through your slippery folds. he pushes a finger past your slit, then another, knowing damn how messy this is but not caring bc the way you moan his name encourages him to keep going. and he does. he finger fucks all softly (maybe going faster just to edge you) until you cum.

AND YES HE DOES STILL EAT IT OMFG. a little blood never scared him, and while the taste isn’t all that pleasant, your sweet little whimpers are. so after you cum on his fingers, he lays you down and eats you out until you cum again 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

#and he cuddles you and rubs your tummy for you #ohhh i love him sm #anons :: 🎀#[❤️‍🩹] brainrot #[ jjk thirsts ]#kento nanami #nanami x reader

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violetsandfluff · 2 years

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H0RNY

Loveee this picture of Harry 😩😩😩😵‍💫

TW: smut and horniness, no actual sex. I know I just did a virgin!y/n thing about Harry but…………. Consider this the prequel to that. Harry helps y/n get herself off bc she’s waiting til marriage. Smut, horniness, masturbating, language, etc.

“Hazza?” Y/N’s soft voice broke the silence, panic was evident in her tone.

“What’s wrong, Y/N? What happened?”

“I feel weird.” she shifted, rubbing gently against the arm of the couch.

Harry rotated on the basement couch to look at her. “Are you sick?”

“No… well maybe. I don’t know,” she whined and Harry placed a hand to her forehead.

“You don’t seem sick,” he mused. “What does it feel like?”

You described the sensation in vivid detail and his cheeks heated up with realization.

“What’s wrong with me?” she moaned tearfully as Harry licked his lips and responded slowly, “Tell me more?”

“It hurts… down there. It doesn’t quite hurt… it’s burning… throbbing, that’s it.”

“You’re horny.” The words fell like bricks into her ears.

“What?”

“Horny, sweetie. It’s when you-“

“ ‘Kay, Harry, I get it.” she snapped in annoyed disbelief.

“What made you horny, Y/N?” he had to ask.

“Well,” she began nervously, chewing her bottom lip. “You were holding me really close and whispering to me… and I know we’re just friends. And I’m sorry. But the …”

“I got you all bothered?” Harry couldn’t hide his proud grin. “Woah. I thought a girl like you would have higher standards!”

“Nope. Low as hell,” she couldn’t help but joke around with him. “I don’t know why but it was so fvcking sexy and I thought it was butterflies but then they went down.”

“Wow.” Harry began nervously moving his hands around. “Do you still want to wait until marriage or… do I need to teach you how to get yourself off?”

“You mean, masturbate?”

“Well… yes,” Harry settled finally.

“How often do you masturbate?” you couldn’t help but ask, laughing when his face reddened.

“Questions about my sex life, hm? My, you’re getting gutsy.” he smirked, looking directly into her concerned eyes and causing the throbbing to advance. “Every week or so… sometimes more often than others.”

“Oh.” Another panicked thought entered her naïve mind. “What if my parents find us…”

“Do you use tampons?”

“No,” she replied slowly, stroking her ponytail. “Never tried putting anything up there.”

“Does your mom?” He quickly emphasized when he saw your face. “Well obviously,” he chuckled. “You exist, don’t you?”

You erupted into choking laughter and he shushed you.

“Does your mom use tampons, I meant? Your sister?”

“My sister does,” she said quickly.

“Can you get one from her?”

“I’ll see.” She started up the basement stairs, in a mission. Her dad was in the kitchen making dinner and he questioned where she were going in such a rush and she just laughed it off, saying she needed a phone charger.

She returned from her sister’s room charger-free, but tampon in hand. She brought it proudly to Harry and dropped it in his cupped hands.

“Good dog. You fetched!” He snickered. “Do you want a cookie? Or a bone, I should say.”

“Ha-ha. You’re hilarious,” she grumped. “Now look at it, will that do?”

Harry opened the package and analyzed the tampon intently. “It’s thick,” he noticed. “Does it have to be?”

“They make ultra-thin ones now,” she said. “But that was the smallest one my sister had.”

“It will make do,” he placed it back into her smaller hand. “Now, what you need to do is to put it up in there and move it around. A specific spot—your g-spot—will feel amazing. Shove it back into that place until you cum. Sound good?”

Her cheeks reddened. That sounded horrible. “Wait, where is my g-spot?” She was also comically appalled that her best friend was practically teaching her how to fvck herself.

“You’ll find it. Also, go in the shower so you don’t mess up the floor.”

“What does an orgasm feel like?”

“Y/N, go.” Harry commanded. “You’ll figure it out.”

She walked stiffly into the bathroom, not wanting to irritate her throbbing pussy. She was terrified of shoving an object into herself to get off, but here she was.

She was afraid it would either hurt, or Harry was fvcking with her about being horny at all. Still, she removed her pants and underwear, stepped into the shower and gripped the tampon firmly. She wiggled it in, testing how deep it could go.

In and out? Around and around? What had Harry said?

It was pleasantly less painful than she had expected, but she couldn’t get over the fact that her best friend had gotten her horny.

The sensation she experienced when she finally got better was unexplainable. She had never dreamed that such a feeling could exist. She sat down, still half naked, on the toilet, put her head in her hands and laughed to herself.

Breathing hard, she threw the tampon away and put on her clothes. She walked out of the bathroom, the carpet squishing between her toes.

“How was it?” Harry looked up from his phone to examine her. “Did it help?”

She nodded slowly before wrapping her arms around him in a strong embrace.

“Careful,” he warned jokingly. “Don’t want anything else to happen to ya, do we?”

She continued hugging him and he felt an all-too-familiar feeling surge through his body. “Let’s just try and ignore each other for a minute,” he suggested. “We’ll feel better.”

“What do you mean?” She asked quizzically and he rolled his eyes. “Horny fiend,” he grunted. “You know damn well.”

#fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #smut #blurb #fanfixtion #harry styles #horny!y/n #virgin!y/n #harry styles x y/n #friends with benefits!harry #fwb!harry #flutterfly alley #yellow 💛 heart

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 1 month

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hi! I've been thinking about this lately and I want to know your opinion. Let's say that Satoru is in love with this person but no one knows about his feelings, not even suguru. Suguru on his side is also in love with this person, and eventually they start dating. Satoru feels hurt but decides not to say anything because he doesn't want to ruin his friend's happiness but Suguru eventually finds out that Satoru is in love with his partner, What do you think Suguru's reaction would be in this situation?

👀👀👀👀👀👀 this is ……… a really interesting scenario actually.

ultimately i think everything boils down to the fact that satoru and suguru love each other too. the specific kind of love doesn’t matter much, (though i do think it’s a little insane to insist that there’s Nothing romantic there ..) because they love each other so wholly!!!!! they’re best friends!!!!!!! :((( and that’s such a powerful thing for them. i couldn’t imagine stsg having a falling out over something like this because no matter the universe they’re easily the most important people in each other’s lives.

so…….. tbh!! i think a lot of it depends on who this person is to them. if it’s just a tiny crush or whatever then i think stsg will get over it easily because their bond is so much stronger than that, but if you’re someone they love as deeply as each other then obviously it’s more complicated.

the contrast is interesting because both of them are kind of inherently self-destructive? in this specific case satoru is the one hiding his feelings, but if it was the other way around suguru absolutely would have done the same. that’s just how they are!! satoru would keep a respectful distance to make you and suguru happy, and suguru would choke down his own emotions for you and satoru’s sake. and both of them would feel betrayed once they found out about it!! NOT as in ”i can’t believe you like my s/o you piece of shit 😡😡” but more like…. ”i can’t believe you hid this from me. i can’t believe you let me make you unhappy without telling me about it.”

aaaaand in typical stsg fashion <333 i think they’d have to fight it out!! just a good ol shounen argument where they end up lying side by side exhausted after getting all their emotions out. and after that it’s a lot easier. at the end of the day they love each other, and they wouldn’t let that connection go for anything.

…. so. in conclusion!! i’m gonna be real with you anon i can’t picture this turning into anything except a stsg/reader situation 😭😭 the only exception would be if the person they like DOESN’T like satoru romantically bc obviously they’d never force you into anything!! but i do feel like this is destined to end with all of you in love and happy <3 i just really can’t picture a universe where stsg aren’t at least a little bit in love…… and even if it’s not romantic the love is strong enough that they’d be happy for each other. i can see satoru punching suguru’s shoulder and being like “you better treat them well, or i’ll steal them away!” and suguru just smiles and promises to do so because. well. he loves both of you so much. he wants to make you happy and he wants to honour satoru’s trust. you’re all important to each other in different ways.

those are just my spontaneous thoughts though. BUT my dear anon…. if you’re interested in something angsty on this concept then PLS do yourself a favour and read kairo’s suguru fic 😵‍💫 it changed my whole life. she did this concept so much justice and her prose is just beautiful <33

#TYSM FOR THE ASK this was so fun to think abt……..#i loveeeeee love love love triangles as a trope but i’m very picky w how they’re done i think #i just don’t think it’s any fun unless everyone involved loves each other a bit… even if it’s not the same kind of love. yk?#but honestly i only see this turning into an actual issue if it’s suguru. because he’s less likely to open up about it #so satoru would have to pick a fight with him or something 😭😭 JUST to get him to admit how he feels about you….#but that fight would bring them closer and resolve the tension <333 #ask tag ✩

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