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velvetydream · 3 months

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꒰ :🥀 [ Hells greatest Demon ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Summary : You've had quite a rough day, so Alastor tries his best to cheer you up with some food and a broadcast.

Pairing : Alastor x Reader

Word count : 1305

Genre : Sweet Fluff

Warnings ➵ Hinting of cannibalism (Alastor)

a/n : Very self-indulged bcs Alastor is my comfort chara rn and I'm currently having a rather hard time.. Also I'm very very new to Hazbin Hotel, so I'm so sorry if smth doesn't match up or seems out of character! Decided to write this simply for comfort!♡

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It was another hellish day, like always work was keeping you on your toes, Charlie had yet another plan and of course activity everyone at the hotel had to join in. Niffty was keeping you busy more than any other day, it was slowly getting to you. On top of that, your ex had to show up at your workplace today.

So with all this happening, you decided to get a bit of peace with a tea in the kitchen, but your mind was running a race, ending in simply resting your head on the kitchen table and closing your eyes for a second, trying to tune out Angels and Husks banter at the bar.

"Greetings my dear!" A cheerful, yet accompanied by a radio static sound, voice sounded behind you, you wanted to groan but swallowed it down again. It's not like you despised Alastor, quite the opposite, he was rather lovely and nice to you, shocking. But he sometimes loves to play into someone's despair and you're no exception. "Oh darling, you look rather doomed, haha, why don't you smile, you know you're never fully dressed without one!" Alastor walked past you, shrugging off his coat and laying it onto the back of one of the chairs, his sleeves being pushed up by his hands now. "I'm not really in the mood for smiling right now.." He took a quick glance at you, which you didn't notice of course, before he turned around again to the stove. His staff was now leaning against the kitchen cupboard, soft jazz music was now playing, which was calming you down a bit more.

"Mind sharing your thoughts darling? You look rather lost in them." It was weird for Alastor to care for others problems, yet he asked you, still his back turned to you, your eyes open yet again, following his movements. Getting ready to cook, probably his favorite, Jambalaya. "It's just been a really hard day, Niffty almost got me killed, my boss just dumped a week's extra load onto me which I shall finish in three days, and then on top of this all my stupid fucker of an ex decided to show up at my work." At the last words, just slightly, barely noticeable, the red-haired demon tensed up a bit. "That does seem like a rough day my dear, how about I make you some nice new tea and when I finish cooking you'll get the first plate." Turning to you now, his signature smile was planted on his face, you doubt you ever saw him without one, it can be unsettling at times, but mostly it was fine. Alastor grabbed your teacup, and set up a cattle with fresh water, as he scooped some tea into your cup, all the while starting to prepare to cook. It was calming, he was calming. Despite hearing the others all around the hotel, the jazz music, and the soft sounds of Alastor cooking, you could swear you also heard him hum softly to the music but you didn't dare mention it to him, were drowning everything out.

A hot steaming cup was swiftly set in front of you, the tea a different one now than you had before, but it still gave of a soothing and calming smell. With a thank you, you took a sip of the porcelain cup.

It was quiet in the kitchen for the time being, only the soft music and Alastors cooking, you two were merely enjoying the presence of the other, it was calming your mind and you finally felt your shoulders relaxing. Soon a plate was placed in front of you, it was Jambalaya, which you already ate countless times since staying at the hotel, Alastor loved to make it often. He himself now sitting down beside you at the table with a plate of his own, coat still on the chair, sleeves still pushed to his elbows.

"Thanks!" Thanking him for the plate, you immediately dig in, the taste was amazing like always, Alastor truly is a master at cooking. Soon the others joined in the kitchen, the kitchen was now booming with voices and laughter, but this time it didn't bother you, it was nice to eat all together. Laughing at some joke Angel just made, before talking with Charlie about some idea how to get new guests for the hotel. All the while the eyes of a certain demon were on you.

After the good meal, everyone together started cleaning their dishes, Nifty almost threw her fork at an insect on the floor, but Husker took the fork away before she could accidentally harm someone. In the end, it was just you and Alastor left, as you put away all the clean plates now, Alastor putting his coat back on, as he took his microphone staff.

"So how are you feeling dear? Better now?" Jumping a little bit at how close his voice suddenly was, turning your head just slightly, noticing how Alastor was now standing behind you and leaning over your shoulder. "Y-Yes! Thanks a lot again!" Stepping away from him, he simply watched you with his usual smile. "Splendid! How about you join me for my broadcast?" Eyes going wide now at his offer, he never allowed anyone to join him when he goes on air, hell, if someone were to disturb him they shall never be seen again. So to say you were stunned was an understatement.

"I would love to but.. are you sure?" You often listened to his broadcast when you had time, or sometimes put it on when you go to sleep, but to listen to him live? That would be amazing. "Well of course my dear, if I wasn't sure I wouldn't have offered! Well then! Let's get going!" A big smile was now stretched on his face, as he was leaving the kitchen in tow with you.

Arriving at his radio tower, which you never saw from the inside before, so you're actually a bit hyped to join him. Holding the door open for you like the gentleman he is, you enter and immediately start looking around. Walking over to the big windows, you could see the city below, from up here it looked so small, it was amazing. "Well my dear, do take a seat wherever you like, we're soon going on air." Looking back at Alastor with a smile now as you nod, taking a seat on the couch on the wall. Overall the room wasn't that big, his room, which you saw before a few times, was definitely bigger than this. Leaning against the wall a bit, you wait for Alastor to start his broadcast.

"Salutation hell, good to be back on the air today..." You were listening closely, he was playing some soft music in the background while talking. Slowly the exhaustion from today was creeping on you more with every minute that passed. And before you knew it, your consciousness slipped away intdreamlandnd.

Alastor kept the broadcast going, ending it after a good one or two hours, looking over at you, his dear darling. A smile wide on his face, as he puts everything he used away to his original place. Slow steps were made over to you, as he was shrugging his coat off and laying it over your body carefully. "Sleep well darling, hope you liked my broadcast." A strand was pushed behind your ear, that fell in front of your face.

Turning to the door now, the soft smile he wore for you, slowly turned into a sinister smile. "Now to that ex of yours.." Leaving the room, he closes the door behind him, and let's just say, he had a nice midnight snack this time and your ex to your surprise never showed up at your workplace again.

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hwathinker · 3 months

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"no one's going to look at that dress on you except me."

pairings ; idol!boyfriend!seonghwa x non idol!fem!reader warnings ; just pure smut (mdni lol), yes i have a thing for fingering and licking </3 wn ; i've been very lazy lately but i felt like writing something haha (just want hwa's cock fr) lmk if there are any errors thanks

its your dinner night with your co-workers today, now you're unpacking your things out on the floor one by one. seonghwa had a day off from work after their world tour as they're already finished. he booked a room in the hotel you're going to have dinner at, but instead of booking for one person, he got a bigger room as he's going to accompany you along. honestly the best idea to let him be with you. really.

you and seonghwa went to the mall after you've checked in and already had your stuff in your hotel room. now, hunting for foods to stay in the night. "baby, are you sure you're going to the dinner night? i got a bad feeling about it.." seonghwa said. he didn't want you to go simply because he don't want anyone to look at you with the dress he got you on your birthday. you looked at him, smiling and confused at the same time. "why wouldn't i? its my first dinner night as a co-worker. of course i'd go." you grabbed three to four packs of chips, along with some instant noodles and put it in the basket seonghwa was holding.

"i know but... ahh you know baby?! Sometimes it's quite best to listen to your boyfriend! I mean.." he stuttered, not wanting to let you know about his jealousy over the dress. You didn't bother to say something, bringing him to the counter and pay for everything. After you both had shopped for foods, you head back to your hotel room. To get some rest before going to have fun tonight.

you plopped down on your shared king sized bed leaving the foods unpacked from its plastic bags. seonghwa was still at the front door, taking off his shoes before joining you. he moved closer, grabbing you by the waist. "baby, please? i don't want you to go." he pouts. you caressed his cheeks as you smiled. "its just for about.. until midnight. just like how we're away when you're busy with your schedules." you said, pinching his nose as he smiles. "fine. i'll let you. lets take a nap, shall we? wouldn't wanna let my baby gets tired before her best night." seonghwa said. little did he know, he won't let you go tonight anyway.

8:25pm

strawberry perfume filling the room, with your heat curled hair just on the right length. the red satin dress that seonghwa had bought for your anniversary months ago, hugs your body so well, with a little cut to your knees. everything goes so well along with your perfect makeup you had practiced for tonight. also, your black purse making you look elegant. seonghwa was in bed, already in his favorite black pajamas. behind being busy with his phone, he was too nervous to look at you. "hwa, do i look good?" you said, turning back from the mirror for him to look at you clearer. seonghwa cleared his throat, eyebrow furrowed but his eyes didn't shift a little to even glance at you. "uh.. yeah... it looks very pretty, baby." he said. the reaction he had doesn't excite you that much. you walked towards him, putting your purse down on the bed. hovering over him sweating a little by little. you took his phone away, throwing it somewhere only god knows.

seonghwa, once again cleared his throat. folding his hands over his chest as he looks away except you. you quickly grab his face by his chin, eyes locked to his big ones. seonghwa finally giving in, making an eye contact with you, slowly going down to your dress. scanning your whole profile, he felt himself growing erection. you backed off, giving him more view of your whole look. seonghwa was in awe, sitting up as he's still looking at you up and down, slowly. "so? any comments now?" you said, feeling impatient for his answers. seonghwa simply got up, basically hovering over your still small body even wearing the high heels. he held you by your waist, pulling you closer to him . caressing your hair, gently grabbing some to admire. you smiled, throwing your arms over his shoulder, approving his silent compliments. "oh baby, i bet everyone will love this look of yours." he said, cupping your cheek as he kisses you passionately. his other hand, going down to your ass, gently squishing them.

you melted into the kiss, slowly forgetting about the dinner you're going to have for about an hour. seonghwa pulled you closer, slowly walking backwards to the bed. as you both pulled away from your kiss, he's finally sat on the bed, with you hovering over him. hands on his shoulders, your left leg placed beside his, as his hands are still glued on your body. you looked at the clock on the wall, 8:49pm. "shit, its getting late. i have to go now-" you were about to let go but seonghwa had his arms around you as soon as you noticed. you looked down at him, his eyes were.. full of lust. his tongue pressed on the inside if his cheek. "baby i have to-" "no one's going to look at that dress on you except me." you were once got cut off again by him. looking at him ever so confusingly, you laughed it off. "so.. you begged me not to go because of this dress i had from you?" you said, placing your hands on his shoulder once again.

"i don't think i allow my princess to go around so sexy like this. this look on you.." he hissed, furrowing his eyebrows together as he looks at your curves along with his hands tracing them. "its only for me. for my eyes only, baby." he leaned down, bringing you along as you're now hovering over him again. "do you know how much i've been imagining you with this dress on but you never put it on back then.. i'd love to hear my name moaned out by your sweet voice.. in this dress." he said again. his eyes still admiring your body non stop. you smirked at him, rolling down next to him, signaling him to go on top of you.

"obedient... and controlling much? love, you have no idea how hot you are." he said, grabbing the both of your hands and holding them with one hand over your head. "you love it hm? love it when i use this kind of clothing so that you would have an excuse to fuck me out with your aching dick?" you teased, wiggling your feet to let go of your heels and place them around seonghwa's waist. "you're one to talk." seonghwa kissed you, not rough, but also not so gentle. just the way you love it. he leans closer to you, resting his body on yours as his other hands rests on your neck. you felt his crotch pressed against your wet core, so you tried to thrust upwards to meet his aching dick once again. he noticed that, stopping every movements as he backed off an inch away to look into your eyes. "i thought you were more into the dinner more than me." he said, getting up from you. he flipped you around and took off his pants. you looked back, noticing a patched on his boxer. you smirked in his current state. seonghwa gently press on his erection, eyes only locked on you. "you see this..? this is your fault, babygirl." reaching to your back, he unzips your dress.

exposing your back, naked without a bra. (shh.. you used a sticky(?) bra thing on ur tits ;D) seonghwa licked his bottom lips, caressing your waist as he slid the dress down till it fell on the floor. "baby.. where is your bra hm? really was expecting this moment don't you?" he said, now ripping off your laced black panties. you whined at his hands roaming around your body, basically tickling you in a hot way. "please.. stop." you begged, not wanting to be in the teasing session anymore. seonghwa leaned to you, holding your face up by your chin making you look at him. "please what..?" he licked your earlobe, pecking on it all the way to your shoulder. "p-please.. just fuck me already..!" you whined, feeling his soft lips going down to your wet core.

seonghwa finally reached your heated cunt, looking at every curves as possible. "i need you to turn around for me baby." he said, tapping your thighs twice. you obeyed, rolling to your back as you sigh in relaxation. seonghwa put your legs up, locking them down on the mattress with his arms to get a clear view on your leaking core. seonghwa breathed to your pussy, knowing you would feel it. "baby, you're already so wet now? you are so.. so naughty." he licked your folds, wanting to hear the pretty voice of yours. after giving them kitten licks, he went looking at your cunt again. this time, you're constantly twitching as you wanted more of his tongue. he loved the way you just breath so hard without your words, but your cunt says everything you need just by twitching so much.

seonghwa caress the outside of your folds before inserting one finger in, eyes focusing on your reaction to it. he loves.. like really loves you making those faces while you hold in your moans. "louder love, don't hold them in if you love it." he said, increasing the pace of his finger. "a-ah, mm.. hwa.. please.." you moaned out. seonghwa slowed down once more, "please what hmm..?" sucking on your clit and flatten his tongue on them. your mind was spinning at how good he's making you feel. "just... let me cum.." you quietly said, stopping seonghwa's hand from moving again. instead, his tongue was teasing your clit. "please.. hwa, i just want to cum on your face.. your dick.." you breathily begged. he kissed your inner thigh as approval, inserting another finger inside you as he pump them faster. along with his tongue licking your pussy so good. you rolled your eyes back, pleasure waving over. your thigh was shaking, winning over his arms that was holding them back as you squished his face with your thigh.

when you were close, he pulled out his finger as he gets up. he licks them until they're clean, it made you shiver. "oh baby, need you to cum all over me now." seonghwa went back to his position, this time he's licking your cunt until you cum. his tongue works so perfectly inside you, rolling them smoothly and hitting the right spot. "yes.. more.. ah, i'm gonna-" as soon as you were going to finish your sentence, you moaned out in pleasure as you came onto his tongue. seonghwa cleaned your release so well, not missing any drop behind.

after he licked them clean, he gave your puffy cunt a peck before getting up to get off his boxer. his dick springs out, almost touching your lower stomach. "don't think i am done yet with you. that was only a warmup. well, for me."

haa omgg shai posted another seonghwa smut omg ! bro yall have no idea how HORNY i am over the recent concert like... seonghwa be fucking the thin air and i'm here with my aching pussy like... GOD just fuck me already

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skygoldart · 15 days

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Cod Grian Cosplay Build!

The fish man himself, season 10 Grian!

Reference Sketch

Some notes:

I always end up changing somethings from the reference when making the actual outfit, although I stayed pretty close it it this time.

I initially drew him with a handlebar mustache and goatee to mimic the whiskers of a fish, however I switched to a fluffier mustache beard to match the guy from Frozen.

I also opted for my turtleneck shirt over the red sweater+collar to go for more of a fisherman vibe

Since Grian is usually drawn with parrot wings, I wanted to call back to that with red yellow and blue feathers on the bobbers.

The tail and fins

I wanted to lean into the “fish”er man design and gave him fish fins and a tail.

It’s design is based on a cod fish with striped fins based on the feathers of an osprey

To make it, I drew the tail pattern on a large piece of paper, cut it out, cut each section out of the respective fabric times two, sewed the two sides together, and lastly filled it with a ton stuffing.

The tail is heavy, but it’s fun to wack people with it.

The fins for the arms and beanie are made in a similar way, each hand sewn onto the beanie/bracers once stuffed.

The Overalls

I had originally planned for him to be wearing waders, but wanted to make the outfit more wearable for everyday wear without overheating. So I opted for some brown corduroy overalls instead.

To add a “wet” look to each pant leg, I briefly dipped each one into some black fabric dye before rinsing and drying.

The green pixels on his skin look like they could be kelp or patches so I decided to go with the latter and dug through my scrap fabric to find these green pieces.

I embroidered the edge of each piece with a unique stitch and placed them randomly on each leg.

The snails!

Of course we can’t forget about the snails

There are three snails for this project with two more eventually on the way (a plush pink snail, and a plush brown snail).

I made the clay blue snail first with polymer and attached tie tacks to the underside so I can use it like a pin and stick it anywhere on my clothes.

Same goes for the pink worm snail which is also made of clay.

The blue plush snail is based on a pattern from Etsy by willowynn with some slight modifications, mainly to the eyes/feelers, and doubling the size.

Facial hair

This was one of the parts I was the most excited about for this cosplay and the only part I didn’t do myself. I commissioned @basic-amoeba to make a custom ventilated beard, styled and everything. This part turned out so good!

Some final notes for this project

This cosplay took from Feb 20 to March 15th to complete since I was so determined to finish it before Grian changed his skin. Haha look at me now. He still hasn’t changed it.

Not pictured (cause why can I only add 10 photos 😭) is the mending book with a fish hook I made using scrap faux leather, cardboard, and some cut printer paper. I painted in galactic the word mending and sprayed the whole thing in my “enchanting” spray paint (a blue to purple iridescent glitter spray paint)

A small fun backstory to the fishing rod:

My grandpa is an experienced fisherman and has dozens of fishing poles. When I talked about this project with him, he brought me out to his workshop and pulled down the dustiest fishing rod there. He told me he had fished this fishing rod from a lake one day with the line and bait still attached. Can’t get anymore accurate to Minecraft fishing than that lol.

Obligatory cosplay photo:

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reiderwriter · 4 months

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Hi there! It's me :"> again I read that you're closing your request soon and I just want to put another in before the deadline haha But by no mean you should put more pressure on yourself please take all the time you need, I'm always here happily waiting while enjoy reading all of the fabulous writing you had for other requests <3 Much love to your work <3

I have a request for s smut fic when the BAU was called in for a case: the victims were workers at the local bars/restaurants, the bau!reader recognised one of the bars the unsub frequently target is the one she used to work at as bartender/mixologist while putting herself through school and asked to be the undercover while other agents supervise. After successfully closing the case, the BAU decided to celebrate at said bar and the owner was happy to let the reader personally make your friends any cocktails outside of the menu.

The reader then learned about all the mildly irritations and possessive feelings softdom!Spencer had while watching people hitting on you behind the bar, but all of that can be solved with a (almost criminally) 3-sugar-cube level of sweet of a cocktail the reader personally made for him hiding an ungodly amount of alcohol which made the night a lot more interesting ;)

I'm sorry if all of my requests are soo long I know you want to have as much details as possible but please lemme know if you feel like it's too much haha Happy writing!! :">

A/N: Thank you for your request! I was partly inspired by this post to help me out with some of the drinks orders, so go check it out for more character headcannoms!

Warnings: NSFW, soft dom! Spencer, spanking, semi-public sex, jealousy, slight breeding kink/ creampie, thigh fucking etc. 18+ Minors DNI

It had been a good few years since you quit the bartending job that put you through college, so you didn't realise just how much you'd missed it.

You thought it was the universe intervening when a case popped up in your college town, and the bar you'd spent every weekend in for nearly three years straight from the end of your undergrad to the first years of your masters degree was at the dead centre of Spencer Reid's geographical profile.

You knew the unsub had been hunting from bars, and it took only a few nights of surveillance to catch his scent, and one more of a simple cover to get the guy.

You'd taken up your spot once again, slipping easily back into making cocktails and pouring pints of beer on tap - a skill you were regretfully slow to learn but happy to see stayed with you even in your brief retirement.

You busted the bar while your coworkers tried to look inconspicuous sitting around as customers. Diligently, you served them mocktails and alcohol free beer ad regulars clapped you on the back, greeting you like an old friend as you worked to catch a killer.

JJ was the bait, and you were glad, for once, that it wasn't you, even if that thought made you feel guilty. She slipped out with a crash, and all eyed were on the man that followed her quietly to the alleyway out back.

He practically arrested himself. All in all, it had taken maybe three days to catch the guy, and you'd never been so happy to have had to work a double shift to do it.

“Y/N, if this FBI thing doesn't work for you, I'd be glad to have you back behind the bar. These college students just aren't what they used to be.” Your ex-boss grinned at you, indulging in his own glass of whiskey now that the case was closed.

He'd graciously invited your entire team to spend the rest of the evening at the bar celebrating (for at least a drink or two before his wife came to collect him). You were shocked when Hotch took him up on the offer, but happily stayed behind the bar mixing up the drinks.

“Okay, now that we've found out you're this magic mixologist, you have got to make us personal cocktails. I want to see how drunk you can get me, Y/L/N.” Emily laughed from the corner, finishing the last dregs of her virgin piña colada.

“My dear Emily, it is not the mixologist job to get you drunk, it's the mixologist job to keep you sober for as long as possible so you keep buying drinks.”

“No, come on kid, I'm intrigued as well. I'm not a cocktail guy but you've been pouring like a woman possessed tonight. Help.me out here, Spencer, hasn't she been on fire?”

Spencer's eye caught yours and your heart skipped a beat when he gave you a small smile. He'd been quiet all night, and you felt a little regretful that you'd made him stay so long in a place he wasn't entirely comfortable with. But he was still here, and surprisingly, still drinking, nursing the beer that your old boss had served them all when they'd returned from the crime scene.

“Mixology is an interesting field of study. When you think about it, it's practically chemistry.”

“I like to think of it as alchemy,” you grinned at him, enjoying the way he could turn anything into something more complicated and mathematical than it is. “Because one sip of one of my cocktails will have you thinking you've unlocked the secret of immortality.”

“Okay, if that's how drunk we're getting tonight then I'm calling home now,” JJ laughed standing from her chair and already dialling the numbers.

“Okay - here we go.” You grabbed the bottle of vodka from the counter and started, keeping your eyes focused on Reid as much as you could.

–X–

After two hours and about 5 rounds of cocktails, you'd nearly defeated the entire team. Your ex-boss had thrown you the keys half an hour earlier and called himself a cab, leaving you behind to close up just like old times.

Hotchner and Rossi had given in after two drinks each, apparently old and wise enough to know just how much alcohol was in an Old Fashioned and a Negroni each.

“Oh how the mighty have fallen,” Emily had mocked them on the way out, but two drinks later and she was asleep in the back of a cab having been carried out by both JJ and Morgan.

You'd used the good gin in her Aviation cocktail, and it was only a matter of time before she ended up peacefully sleeping the week away.

The only member of the team left standing was, surprisingly again, Spencer.

You'd gone simple with his Espresso Martini, though you'd made a big show and dance about adding twice as much brown sugar syrup than the recipe required.

“A sweet cocktail for the man who drinks the sweetest coffee known to man.” He'd brushed his hand across your fingers every time you'd passed him a refill, and you'd felt the familiar jolts of anticipation pass through you with each shared glance.

Your old boss had even noticed that you were ‘sweet on that little coworker of yours,’ and you'd had to do your best to stop yourself from openly flirting with him whilst he was sat there at the bar.

You'd done it for tips every single shift, not caring about the consequences, buy with Spencer, you so desperately wanted there to be consequences that you never so much as tried.

“We should pack up and head home, Spence.” You said, cleaning up the final glass of Mai Tai Derek had left behind, but when you turned around to see him, he was gone.

More accurately, he'd moved to your side of the bar and was sliding his arms around your waist from behind, pulling you in.

You gasped his name like a prayer, not expecting his cold fingers to curl under your shirt as he buried his head in your shoulder.

“Spencer! What's… what are…”

“Let me hold you.” He didn't say much more than that, but he didn't need to say more. You'd already.relaxed into his touch, eyes shutting so you could focus on the feel of his skin against yours.

“You're good at this,” he mumbled, words slightly slurred. “Everyone was watching you, they all wanted you to pour their drinks.”

You listened to each word of his voice fighting off confusion. Who was everybody? There hadn't been another customer in the bar since you'd made the arrest.

“The old men in the corner, they looked down your top when you picked something up for them. I heard them talking about it, how they thought about stuffing a couple of one's right here,” his hand trailed up to your breasts and you gasped, “like you were some stripper.”

His hands were slowly caressing you as he stood, chest pressed against your back, and you felt desire flood between your legs.

“Spencer, you're drunk, we should get you back to the motel.”

“My blood alcohol level should be around 0.11, so yes, legally I am drunk. If you want me back at the motel, be my guest, but I don't think I can keep my hands off of you tonight, Y/N.”

His words were blunt, delivered the same way he usually talked about case details, or books he'd read. There was nothing in it to indicate he'd meant to turn your world upside down just like that.

His hand had moved under your bra now, and you snapped back to reality, grabbing his hand and halting his movements momentarily as you craned your neck to look at him.

“Spencer, you're not in your right mind, you're going to regret this-” you didn't get to finish the sentence as he cut you off, pushing his lips into yours softly. With each second, his passion grew, until the two of you were caught in a battle of tongues, saliva dripping down your chin as you cared about nothing else but the pleasure you found in each other's mouths.

“The only thing,” he whispered between kisses. “That I'm going to regret, is if I let you walk me out of that door without showing you how much I want to possess every inch of you.”

His words were insistent but there was a question hidden in his movements. He'd withdrawn slightly, giving you enough space to turn him down should you want to.

You didn't.

Instead, you let a hand run up the back of his neck to his hair until you were pulling him down into you, stepping back into the warmth of his broad chest as you opened up to him.

Your other hand relinquished his, letting him explore your chest further and doing much of the same as you tried your very best to twist in your spot to get a better hold of him.

He was holding firm though, despite everything he'd drank, and had pushed you once again against the counter, hand moving between exploring your ass cheeks, and placing your hand firmly underneath you on the table so you could stabilise your position.

He worked his lips down your neck, prying your other hand out of his hair and placing it parallel to the first, before pulling your hips back slightly and encouraging you to arch your back.

You only realised you'd assumed a position for spanking when the first blow landed on your ass.

It was soft, all things considered, and he was still busy bruising your neck that you almost thought you'd imagined it.

The next one was harder though. It was real.

“Spencer!” You gasped as he stroked a hand over your asscheeks.

“Shhhhhhhh s'okay. You have a beautiful ass, I'm just making it prettier.”

His hands fumbled over your pants zipper, and then pulled them down to your knees as he continued stroking your ass and licking your neck.

The material limited your movements, trapping your knees together as he delivered one more blow. The skin to skin contact was too much and you let out a sinful moan, surprised at how loud you were suddenly managing to be.

You'd never been spanked before, never even thought about it, but something about Spencer's hands on you, the lingering scent of alcohol in the air had every hair on your body standing in excitement.

You heard Spencer unzip his own pants and were a little regretful that you didn't get the honour. You wanted to see him hold him in your hand, take him into your mouth and play with him until you knew just how he worked. But your back was still to him, and he wasn't giving you the space you needed to turn around and catch a glimpse.

“Every man in this bar tonight wanted to be where I am right now,” he whispered into your hair as he kissed the crown of your head, and then pushed your panties aside and ran himself along the lips of your cunt.

It was a night of sounds - the zippers, his whispers, your moans - bit you still weren't expecting to be able to hear your arousal.

It was erotic, near pornographic how wet his spanking had made you, and he let out small groans of appreciation as he gathered your juices on his cock.

He didn't try to breech you just yet, but rocked his cock between your thighs and cunt, teasing you just enough to keep you hooked, but nowhere near where you needed him to get you.

“Every man who was in here wanted you, and I got you. Right?” He asked again, practically rutting against your cunt.

“Y-Yes, Spencer.”

“Yes, sir.” He corrected, and you gasped as his hand struck your ass again, dangerously close to where his hips joined yours.

“Yes, sir.”

“Be a good girl for me, baby. I want to take care of you.”

With those words, he lined the tip of his cock up with your entrance and slipped in.

With your knees still locked in place by your pants, it was really up to Spencer to control the pace. You didn't spare a second for the thought that had you been completely naked with a better range of motion that he still wouldn't relinquish this quiet control of you.

With one hand on your hip, and the other curled around to reach your clit as you arched your back against him, it wasn't long before he was setting a vigorous pace.

It wasn't that he was thrusting particularly fast, or that he was doing it ridiculously hard, like some men who knew no better tried. It was the combination of how far he was able to reach with his careful concentration on your pleasure.

You felt him speed up once before quickly drawing himself back to the even tempo, doing his best to not get lost in you.

His fingers traced your cunt in a slow figure eight as first, before experimenting with different movements, shapes, words until he'd been rewarded by your cunt clenching around his cock as you came all over it.

You gasped in shock, and flushed, so shocked it took only that long.

Instead of congratulating himself on getting you off though, he used your orgasm to inform himself of what you liked, what you so desperately needed from his fingers and his cock.

And most importantly, he didn't stop.

Even as your body twitched and spasmed around his cock, he kept up his wrist movements, keeping your body warmed up as he finally took his turn.

“Tell me how much you want this,” he whispered into your ear.

“I want this so badly, Sir, I need your cock pumping in and- ahhh out of me.”

“Tell me how nice my cock feels,” he again ordered and you willingly obeyed.

“Your cock is perfect, it's so big and warm, like it was made just for me.”

“Good girl, now tell me how much you want me to shoot my cum inside of you.”

Your mouth went dry as you choked out a moan, his pace getting rougher and rougher with each thrust. You hadn't heard him correctly, surely, your brain was imagining things.

But he prompted you with a slight tap to your face, a slap that wouldn't leave any mark.

“You don't want my cum all over this bar, do you? It would be a shame for your ex boss to fail his hygiene inspection.”

“Cum in me! God, please cum in me.”

He gripped you tight around your waist as he finally pushed himself over the edge, filling you with his seed and keeping you pinned in his arms until he was sure that none of it would escape.

“I'm glad you agreed, because I wasn't asking,” he said, chest still slightly heaving as he rode out his orgasm, lower body twitching in its sensitivity.

When he finally did pull out, he'd spent so long inside you, cockwarming, that not much of his cum slipped out. He cleaned you up with a clean dishcloth you pointed to on the counter, and pulled your pants back up, quickly manoeuvring his up too.

After a brief moment of silence, you finally turned to look at him, melting into his arms again as you took in his fucked out expression.

He stroked your head quietly for a few minutes, before pulling back from your hug.

“This bar doesn't have CCTV, does it?”

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STILL DON’T KNOW MY NAME | JJK (M)

CHAPTER TWO:

Pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader

Summary: In which a video game streamer, Jeon Jungkook, finds- and is intrigued by - an account that writes nsfw fanfiction about him and decides to send them a private message. He still doesn't know your name.

Genre: smut, pwp, internet strangers to lovers

Category: three-shot

Collab with: @dollfaceksj -> her masterlist

WARNINGS: sexting, explicit sexual content, strong language, pornography, cybersex, exchanging in nude photos, hidden identities. mentions of porn, masturbation (male and female), usage of sex toys, saliva (cus i like it messy🤭), mentions of pubes, cum (lots if it hehe), mentions of blow jobs, dirty talk.

total word count: 6.3k. masterlist previous next part

Two days.

Two post-horny days since Jungkook has sent you that dm…that you have yet to reply to. Why did I even send that? Get it together and stop being so fucking horny all them damn time. Jungkook mentally scolds himself. He quickly pushes you out of his mind, remembering he has bigger fish to fry than worry about a dumb Twitter reply.

That day, Jungkook goes to the grocery store, desperately needing to stock up on a few things since he hasn’t eaten a proper meal in almost a week, living off of spicy buldak ramen and doritos. He continues his errands by dropping Bam off at his doggy camp for the week, still needing to be trained a bit more, which also gives Jungkook quiet time to clean his house and edit videos.

Jungkook sits at his desk editing a few videos he took from his last stream to post onto his Twitter and Instagram. Recently, a lot of his followers have been begging him to make a TikTok account, but Jungkook doesn’t see much appeal in that. Maybe in the future, but it's a no for now.

Jungkook finishes his to-do list a little earlier than usual, which gives him time to relax a bit. And by relax, he means starting a live stream for his followers. He gets to his set up, angling the camera at his chair making sure his desk was clean except for a water bottle. He sits down and tweets out he’s going to be streaming in ten minutes. His followers immediately retweet it and all the replies are begging him to play COD again. How could he reject that?

“What's up guys? Missed me?” Jungkook giggles when he sees the chat blow up with non stop comments. Jungkook also may have forgotten to mention he cut his hair.

kookphoric: U CUT UR HAIR???

Jeonjjjjk: omggg ur hair is so short lol

Jungkookieswrld: how do u look so sexy with long and short hair??

“Haha yeah, the hair was a last minute decision. ‘Omg your hair is so short-’ oh c’mon, you guys are being dramatic, it's not even that short! I still have a mullet…sort of. It's just trimmed, but I also got an undercut. Do you guys like it?”

Kookiejjar: its rlly nice!!

elikoo: i like your long hair a lot but this is still cute

Ashln00: idc what ur hair looks like i still wanna fck LOL

“Haha thanks, I guess? Let's start the stream! Been waiting all day to play with-” Jungkook is cut off by the sound of his phone going off. He grabs it, running his hand through his hair, wanting to silence it, when he sees the notification:

[Twitter] _elicticmoonl1ght sent you a message!

Jungkook feels like someone kicked him in the chest, knocking the breath out of him. You reply to his message all of a sudden during the stream? He notices he hasn’t seen your username and comments in the chat at all like you usually are. Jungkook shakes his head remembering he’s still streaming, and he can’t let something unserious and silly like this distract him.

“U-uhm sorry guys, thought someone was calling me. Nevermind that, let's just start the game now.” Jungkook stutters, being a little flustered, subtly putting his phone on do not disturb as he slips on his headset, pushing the thoughts of you out of his mind. Jungkook finally begins playing and interacting with his followers, the thought of you slowly being pushed to the back of his mind. He’ll deal with you later.

It's been 2 hours, and Jungkook is playing his last round for the night before he ends his stream.

“Fucking finally passed this level. I’ve been playing for 2 fucking hours and I just finished this part. You guys are good, but not that good. Just kidding, I’m kidding.” Jungkook laughs while the chat blows up congratulating and laughing with him.

“Thanks for playing with me guys, as always. I’m gonna end the stream now. Love you guys and goodnight!” Jungkook waves and smiles brightly as the comments bid him a goodbye. And with that he ends the streams. Jungkook is happy and laughing, today's stream was especially fun and his followers were so funny.

Mindlessly, Jungkook picks up his phone to check the time and his emails. His smile quickly drops when he sees the notification from you again. Don’t be a pussy, Jungkook. It's just a random person on the internet, damnit. He hesitantly and nervously clicks on the notification, which logs him into his burner account and straight to your dms.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hiii! sorry i haven't been active here in a few days, got super busy lolll

i haven't opened any dm requests yet but i'm so glad u enjoy my writings!

and maybe you'll just have to find out and see urself baby ;)

Jungkook can feel his cock stir in his pants. Find out and see for himself? And you called him baby? Well shit,. Jungkook wasn’t going to answer you since you hadn’t replied in a while…but he can’t help himself anymore. He’s been anticipating this since he’s found your page.

Ian_97:

You're harsh. How long do you wanna make me wait?

Jungkook slightly cringes sending the message. He isn't the type of guy to chase someone, so it feels weird begging for some attention from someone he doesn’t know. Especially on the internet.

Jungkook sees the three dots pop up, making him a little nervous. Did he scare you off? Do you think he’s a weird pervert now?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

that's not harsh of me. be good and wait a little, yeah?

Be good and wait? Jungkook thinks he might bust on the spot reading that. Usually he isn't the one receiving orders, rather the one giving them. But now, it gives him a tingly feeling in his tummy, that resembles excitement.

Ian_97:

U want me to be good for you? Hmm idk, you took a while to reply.

Just wanted to lyk your stories are good, and i rlly enjoy reading them.

Fanboy much? The last thing he wants you to think is that he’s some lonely loser who dms random girls on Twitter. He’s never done anything like this before. What is he being so weird for? He remembers he’s obviously not talking to the girl in your story, but to a real person- the one who wrote it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well thank u!

oh come on, it wasn’t intentional!!

you're the first guy who’s messaged me that's admitted to reading my stories,

i'm shocked ngl

So now you know he’s a guy. To make it more evident, Jungkook may have put “straight male, 26, no minors” in his bio for you to get the hint…just maybe.

Ian_97:

I'm the first guy to dm u like this?

Your stories never fail to entertain me that’s for sure.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hehe i get a few dms here and there, usually from girls but your account stood out to me more bc ur the first guy i ever seen :0

which is why i accepted ur dm!!

glad ik my stories are reaching a bigger audience LMAO

Ian_97:

I'm glad.

Hope it's not too weird being the first guy to dm you.

But what made you first start writing stories? They’re written really well.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

Definitely not! It's really cool and different to talk about these things with who aren’t women yk?

awe i appreciate that sm ty! :)

it was random tbh, i’d read a bunch of stories online and always thought about writing

but for the past year now i've been watching this streamer and he had me hooked from the start

his tats piercings hair eyes

i guess he was so fine that it persuaded me to write stories LOL

he's my dream man tbh

He’s the reason you started writing? Jungkook couldn’t help but feel a sense of happiness take over him, smiling harder than before. He was able to give you some sort of inspiration to begin writing and it blew up too.

Ian_97:

Of course, I get that.

That's really cool.

Yeah I could see you're a fan of his.

So you go to school? I’m assuming you’re in college correct?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

yea i am! In my last year actually

wbu? :)

Jungkook was guessing you had to be at least 21. Not too bad of an age gap, but you’re still pretty young.

Ian_97:

Nah i dropped out a few years ago, it wasn’t for me.

I got a job instead. Pays good though so I can't complain.

Well that isn’t completely a lie. He did drop out of college and decided to get a job. He was never the school type of guy and had other interests that didn’t involve any schooling. That's how he got into streaming. His free time after work consisted of video games and photography which both together paid well and he quit his job to tend to them more.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

that's rlly nice! school isn't for everyone that’s for sure

glad you found something better than school, i honestly hate it :(

Jungkook can’t help but giggle at your texts. You are cute, sweet at that too. Jungkook swears he’s never blushed this much since he was in middle school.

Ian_97:

So am I, glad I stopped attending.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i have a question…

you seem older than most of my followers

so how did u find my stories? just curious cus this app is huge

it'd be hard to find it unless u were specifically looking for it :0

What lie is he supposed to pull out of his ass now? He can’t make it obvious he’s the guy she writes and fantasizes about. Yea i found you on Twitter because I was horny and you write hot fanfiction about me so I jerked off to it a couple of times.

Ian_97:

I saw Jk trending on Twitter one day and saw one of your stories under a Jungkook hashtag. It was really random.

I went through your account and got hooked.

The feeling was something new to be honest, never read erotica yk.

Alright, believable enough. Jungkook mentally pats himself on the back for that somewhat believable excuse. It's Twitter, you can practically find anything on that app.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

ooo i see!

hmm got you hooked that fast?

i mean i’d take it as a compliment except majority of what i write is smut….unless

you're saying what i think u are?

Ian_97:

Well i don't think i have to say it for you to get it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

oh…

so youre saying you’ve gotten off to my stories?

i mean i'm just guessing since you seem like you're enjoying them more than my

other readers…

i promise i dont think it's weird, if anything it's a huge turn on for me ;)

You’re turned on by the fact he reads your stories? It feels like a weight has been lifted off of his shoulders and he can breathe now. For a second, he assumed you’d curse him out, call him a creep, and block him. This was the complete opposite, Jungkook’s heart beats even faster when he gets another notification from you.

[ _elicticmoonl1ght has followed you! ]

Jungkook bites his lip, you finally followed him back after days of no reply. He can’t be more satisfied, but quickly realizes he’s yet to reply to you. He types a message, being bold again, since it seems you have no problem with it.

Ian_97:

Yea i have actually…you caught me.

Your writing is effective. The things you write abt are right up my alley.

Done it a few times before i dmed u.

Jungkook can’t believe he admitted to you that he jerks off to your stories.

The last thing he wants to say is that he’s the guy you fantasize and write about, it’d just be weird. Jungkook thinks of every believable excuse he can come up with that doesn’t sound too out of the ordinary. Nothing truly sounds realistic, so he impulsively types what comes to mind.

Yet you haven’t replied in 20 minutes. Fuck. Jungkook’s nerves always get the best of him. Do you think he is some sort of weird “fan” that you find creepy? Is he too bold or horny? You obviously have a life and are not going to answer him immediately. His heart is racing, beating out of his chest with negative thoughts that plague his mind. That’s until he hears the whistle notification and unlocks his phone without a second thought.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

ah okay i see now, thanks sm! :)

Jungkook smiles, begins to text you back that it's not a big deal and he truly likes your stories. He’s quickly cut off when you double text.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm proof or it didn't happen? ;)

Proof? What do you mean by proof? Are you subtly asking Jungkook for nudes? Or boldly, even? Are you just joking around? He doesn’t even know you, so why would you straight up ask for dick pictures? Jungkook’s obviously not going to send you a picture of his entire cock if you’re joking, that’s just fucking weird. You could really be joking, so he tries to play it off.

Ian_97:

You wanna see how hard my dick is rn, is that what you're asking for?

Or are you just playing around, cause I'm not…

I’m serious when I say your stories turn me on.

Jungkook is nervous…and also a huge overthinker. He tries to play off his horniness by laughing, but it really doesn’t help when you return the energy.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

what if i do wanna see it?

would there be a problem with that?

Ian_97:

Of course not.

I’m thinking about how horny you must be to write stories like that.

You're that needy, huh?

He needs to control himself, make sure he doesn’t go too far too fast. You don’t know him personally so there’s a high chance you won’t take it in a good way.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well you're also reading them…

sure you're not the horny one? :0

Ian_97:

Hey, I'm not denying that I’m horny.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

wow rlly ? couldn't tell lol

So you’ve got jokes, he can see. He can’t lie, it definitely did make him chuckle, but the tingly feeling comes back, and he can’t ignore it anymore.

Ian_97:

You joke a lot, I think it's cute.

So you’re gonna tell me you're not horny?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well u haven’t done anything to rlly turn me on

only that you've said u read my stories

u little perv boy >:|

prove it then.

So you guys are actually doing this? The last thing he’d want to do was send an unsolicited dick picture to you. For all he knows you could just be joking with him.

Ian_97:

You wanna see my dick that bad?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

and if i do? would u let me?

;)

Is that even a fucking question? He’d show you it in a heartbeat. He’s not one to send his dick to strangers, but it's not like you know it's him anyway. It is a risk he is willing to take.

Ian_97:

Sure I would.

The question is would you let me show you?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i literally just told u i wanted to see tho

LMFAO

no but srsly i wouldn't mind seeing how i got u rn ;)

Well, you asked for it, but he doesn’t want to send you his entire cock and balls to you right off the bat, that’d be rushing it. He’d much rather ease into it, not cross any boundaries. So instead of that, he lowers his sweats a bit, his semi leaving a print in his boxers. He nibbles on his bottom lip as he places his large palm over his clothed cock, giving it slow and steady strokes, thinking about how he's dying to have sex with someone- with you.

He opens the camera button in the chat while lying down more onto his bed, angling hips out to give you a peak of his boner. That's when he snaps a few different photos and chooses the most appealing one.

He presses send. And it delivers.

Realizing what he’s just sent you snaps him back into reality. He sits there for the next thirty seconds, tummy full of those tingles he can’t seem to get rid of since talking to you. Opening his phone, looking at the picture he sent you again. All the color drains from his face, his eyes nearly pop out of his head.

A glimpse of his fucking Hello Kitty plushie is in the corner of that picture.

That specific oversized, colorful plushie was gifted to him by one of his viewers which is always in the background of his streams. There's even been a shit ton of tweets just talking about it.

Well the room is dark so maybe you didn’t see it? Jungkook never thought he’d say this, but fingers crossed you’re only looking at his boner.

Jungkook is taken out of his thoughts when he gets a notification. He hesitantly unlocks his phone and presses on your notification.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

oh you're SERIOUS serious

well damn i'm a good ass writer

im messing w u lol

but can’t say i didn't like that tho

what did you read of mine that made u that hard? ;)

Okay, it seems like you haven't noticed the plushie. Jungkook feels like he can finally breathe now. Dammnit, he needs to be more careful next time.

Ian_97:

Well honestly all the ones i read got me hard.

I like the one where she was being a brat and he put her in place.

Maybe one day i'll make it your reality.

Immediately after he sends his text, another notification pops up.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a photo!

Jungkook can’t contain his hushed groan.

A picture of your plush tits in a simple black bra, your hand laying over one of your breasts, nails painted a simple baby pink. There you lay on some sort of pink and white sheet, in a room lit by a burnt orange lamp. Jungkook wants nothing more than to bury his face between both of your breasts, licking and sucking all over your skin until it’s littered with hickeys.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

make it a reality you said?

we havent talked for long and u already wanna fuck me?

how needy of u :0

Ian_97:

You also just sent me your tits so I think we’re on the same page don't you think?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

well duh if u just saw my tits ;-;

i’m messing with u hehe

i don't mind actually, just haven't done this in a while lolll

Ian_97:

Me either.

But i’m painfully hard rn.

You have nice rlly nice tits.

They look soft, makes me wanna kiss all over them.

Nice was an understatement. They were beautiful. Jungkook isn’t much of a titty guy, but he’s seriously never seen nicer ones than yours.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

thanks ;P

nice boner

Ian_97:

Thanks, now I’m harder than ever.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm, couldn’t tell much from that one measly pic :(

maybe i can get a better look at it?

Without an ounce of hesitation, he quickly yanks the waistband of his boxers right beneath his tight balls. His hard, warm cock springs to life, free of its restraints. He notices how he hasn’t shaved in a while, dark pubes a little longer than usual, hopefully you don’t mind. He runs the edge of his thumb across the tip of his cock, smearing his accumulated precum, pleading for more stimulation after seeing your beautiful breasts.

Stroking his cock a little firmer, he thinks of your chest, wondering how it would feel if he had his cock buried in between your two plush tits, dragging his cock back and forth in between them. Jungkook prepares to take a picture for you, holding his hard dick in his right hand.

His obvious tattooed hand.

Before he could think twice, he immediately switches hands from the right to left, not a tattoo in sight. That would be a dead giveaway he’s the Jungkook you write about. His tattoos are specifically placed and well known to be his. You’ve also already expressed your love for them, so you’d connect the dots in a second.

Making sure his room is dark and nothing stands out in the background, he snaps a photo of his red, veiny cock, a bit of his pubes in the picture because why not.

You immediately open it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

holy shit

well someones excited

wish i was there to help >:(

Before he gets the chance to reply, another notification appears in the chat.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video!

Your tits again, but bare. Your breasts look even softer than before, nipples pretty and delicate from how pebbled they are, almost begging to be sucked on. Baby pink nails once again come into view in the five second video, small fingers playing with your hard buds, hair peeking out from behind your dainty neck decorated with a simple gold heart necklace. Jungkook feels like he’s spent an eternity looking at them, admiring you, absentmindedly stroking the tip of his cock.

He hears a faint high-pitched whine, his eyebrows perking up at the sweet sound, before the video quickly cuts short.

Ian_97:

Fuck yes.

Need me to suck on them? So desperate.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

wouldn't say desperate

look at u, all leaking for me :/

Ian_97:

Don’t blame the way my cock’s reacting to you, pretty.

Tits like that deserve to be.

Jungkook thinks of sending a video to you as well.He glances at his erection, twitching on his stomach, laying there all lonely. It's only fair you get a live view of his desperation. His cock only wants some attention after seeing you play with your plush chest like that.

He begins recording himself, giving his cock a few firm, slow strokes. His balls tight and tip gushing his sticky seed, letting a small groan escape his lips. The video is only 6 seconds as he presses send.

He mindlessly plays with his cock as he waits for you to see his short video and to reply with something else, he hopes another sight of your boobs.

He strokes himself with his fingers, not applying too much pressure as he doesn't want to cum so soon. His foreskin moves up and down to the pace of his slow and languid movements.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

aww, cant help but fuck ur hand it seems like :(

ur little whimper is cute, didn’t think i’d have you folded so quick

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video!

Jungkook can’t contain the moan that escapes his mouth. Your blue cotton underwear wedged in between your plump pussy, a small but noticeable wet spot stain near your clenching hole. Your painted nails are rubbing your throbbing clit through your underwear, a little stubble of hair can be seen poking through the sides, not that he minds at all.

He makes out tiny moans and whimpers from above, your thighs wide open for him, shaking a little in the ten seconds video.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

don't know if ill be able to take u

you're too big :((

Ian_97:

Oh, is it? How unfortunate. Maybe you should show me it all.

Just need to make sure I can fit all of it in that tight little pussy.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i think you're right :c

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video!

There you sat, legs hiked up to your naked chest, drenched pussy spread into a “v” shape with your index and pointer finger. He can see your small hole clenching once around nothing, asking to be stuffed. You slide only your small middle finger inside of you, faking a cry as if to prove you're really too tight for his cock to fit.

Jungkook watches you in awe, your pussy looks like heaven, warm and wet. Your little cries have him imagining what you’d sound like saying his name, massaging his balls as he watches you attempt to take your little fingers.

Ian_97:

Oh fuck.

You are tight, but you’re drenched.

I could slide right in if I wanted to, huh?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

maybe…

you should let me see exactly how big u are?

for educational purposes obvs :p

Jungkook’s fully hard, veins popping out the underside of his cock, standing tall and almost reaching his belly button. He takes a short video of it, presenting his long, girthy length, twitching involuntarily at the thought of pushing it into your tight hole, forcing it to fit. You can see his happy trail on his toned abs leading to the bush of hair that he doesn’t care to remove.

He spits into the palm of his hand, strokes his dick a few times, as the sound of his sticky saliva being spread fills the room. Already feeling on edge, he stops recording and sends you it.

Ian_97:

Good enough for you?

Do you have any toys, like a dildo maybe?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

more than enough, want it inside me so bad :(

yea i do !

Ian_97:

Perfect.

Gonna fuck yourself with it for me?

Wanna see how well your pussy takes it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm yea i can

but im alr kinda close i won't last long if i use it :0

Ian_97:

You’re so obedient.

I’m close too.

Want you to cum all over it.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video!

A pink dildo, about six inches in length with veins, slightly curved to reach your sweet spot, is buried inside your swollen pussy. Your knees are still hiked up to your chest giving him the nicest view of your cunt being split open by the artificial penis. The base of the dildo is covered in a ring of your cum, your hands shaking from the immense pleasure it gives you, imaging it’s his thick, hard cock fucking you so well.

It's music to his ears hearing the sound of smacking as you fuck yourself with the toy. He listens to your little pleads and whimpers with attention. He wishes it was his cock instead of that stupid toy. He’d make you feel ten times better. In the middle of the video he sees your cum leaking down to your ass. Your ass. Jungkook wants nothing more than to smack and grab onto it while fucking into you.

In the last 10 seconds of the video, your pink painted toes curl, more of your creamy wetness seeping out of your hole when the knot in your stomach finally snaps. All you can think about in your fucked out headspace is the mysterious stranger online jerking off to you. Your hushed cries and straggled moans is all that escapes your mouth when you’re fucking yourself harder than before. Your orgasm lasts for about six seconds, the video ending shortly after.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

i came so hard

couldn't stop thinking about your big cock and how it’d feel inside me :c

wanna see u cum now

It is almost a reflex that Jungkook starts to record himself fucking into his fist at a fast pace, squeezing it a little more, imagining it to be your sopping wet cunt. He can’t stop thinking about your heavenly moans and whimpers, your thighs and hands shaking from how good you fucked yourself is more than enough to bring Jungkook over the edge. His foreskin moves back and forth with his rough strokes and soon he finally cums.

“A-ah, fuck,” he involuntarily groans out loud, unable to keep quiet as his orgasm takes over.

When his cum spurts out, it dribbles down over his hands and thighs, a little catching onto his pubes. His saliva filled fist isn’t exactly what he wants to be cumming in right now, but it’s still enough to have him over the edge. He strokes his cock until he goes a bit soft, exaggerating it a little for viewing purposes. Once he becomes a little overstimulated he stops recording and sends it to you.

Ian_97:

I came even harder.

Kept thinking about your soaked cunt.

You sent a photo!

He decides to send you a visual of his cum covered hands and thighs, a little caught in his pubic hair you find so attractive of him. His balls are glistening with his spit he used as lubricant, the source to the smacking sounds. You fathom the fact that a random stranger online is so willing to send you something of the sort just because he likes your content, and it strangely turns you on.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

u came so much…messy boy ;P

you were so willing to cum for me and you haven't even seen me yet

kinda hot ngl

‘Messy boy’. That is a new one, not that he’s complaining.

Ian_97:

Haven't came that much in a while.

You haven’t seen me either but were quick to use your dildo.

What a good girl you are.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

then we’re even!!

its kinda late and i should clean myself up

talk to you tmw? :)

A toothy smile takes over, you want to keep talking to him? To be honest, he was expecting this to be a one time thing, that you wouldn’t reach out to him again.

Ian_97:

I should clean myself up too.

Yeah of course.

Goodnight.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

goodnight! <3

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Three months have passed since your first sexting session with Jungkook. The pair of you are still unaware of each other's identities, yet completely infatuated with one another. You’ve even strayed away from sexual topics just to talk about your lives.

Jungkook learns that you started writing fanfiction about him when you first started watching his streams about two years ago, strictly writing about him and only him. This only made his crush on you skyrocket, not being able to stop thinking about the mysterious writer he is utterly obsessed with.

He thinks about you from the moment he wakes up to the second he falls asleep. The attraction and sexual tension between the both of you has been increasing day by day the more you talk to each other.

Though he isn’t a liar, Jungkook has to be super careful of what he says to you. He keeps things sort of vague with you, telling you the truth about some things but never going into detail. He makes sure to keep it general, but normal at the same time. It’s not like he was a catfish…sort of? He’s still too scared to reveal himself, scared you’ll see him dishonest and not want to talk to him anymore. The last thing he wants you to do is for you to ghost him since he’s already developed a huge crush on you that’d be hard to forget. Soon, you’d realize your relationship is about to take a huge turn that takes you by surprise.

On a late Saturday night, Jungkook begins his stream, deciding to play Valorant. He notices the ring light above his monitor is flickering every few seconds, distracting him from continuing his stream.

Soon enough, the ring light dies, the lighting in his gameroom going dim.

“Shit, hold on guys, let me go grab another light so I can keep playing. It'll take a second.” Jungkook runs to his bedroom, mindlessly grabbing the first lamp he sees: the one from his nightstand. ‘It’s gonna do the job for now,’ Jungkook thinks.

What Jungkook didn’t think of is that coincidentally the hot guy you’ve been sexting has the exact same lamp and same schedule as your favorite streamer.

Coming back into view of the camera set up, he places his lamp towards the left side of his monitor, finally giving his audience decently lighting to see him.

“Okay, I’m back. This is all I have right now, please bear with me.” He laughs a little, slipping back on his headset and getting back to his game.

He plays for another hour and half, invested in the game when his phone goes off: a Twitter notification.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a photo!

He opens the message hurriedly, completely forgetting the fact he’s still live streaming, cock twitching when he finally takes in the image.

You’re standing in front of your mirror…completely naked. No underwear, no bra, just you.

Jungkook stares at the picture for a few minutes, taking a mental screenshot of you, memorizing every part of your beautiful body to jerk off to later. Your tits are being supported by your underarms, making them look so soft and plush, nipples erect as always. Your pussy is slightly hidden by the way your legs are crossed over each other, but is still visible to him, and a simple heart tattoo on your hip bone that he recognizes oh so well right now.

Your toes are painted a clean white color, finger nails the same. Your face is covered by the edge of the mirror and phone, making him needier than ever. Not knowing your identity yet you still sending him a nude makes him want to take you right in front of your mirror, forcing you to look at yourself while he destroys you. Fuck, you’re sexy.

After thirty seconds of utter disbelief that you’ve just sent him an explicit photo out of nowhere, there's no way he can keep his stream going with a flushed face and a semi-hard cock. He turns off his phone before accidentally flashing his audience.

“Today was really f-fun guys-” he frantically says, clicking out of his game. “H-Hm… I’ll play again with you guys very soon. I promise, something came up I have to tend to. Yeah, so goodnight!”

Ending his stream immediately after he bids goodbye, he grabs his phone and speeds to his bedroom.

Ian_97:

Fuck baby.

Out of nowhere like that? You want my attention that bad?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

thought u were doing something important but..ig you aren't

a little odd if u ask me

Ian_97:

I really was.

Just a coincidence you sent that when I finished.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

no it's okay

jungkook went live at the same time you were gone. funny isn't it?

he also has the same lamp as you! how cute :P

Jungkook's heart drops straight to his ass.

Ian_97:

Really? That’s crazy ngl.

But let’s not forget what you just sent me.

You want my attention don't you, baby?

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm maybe

not my fault you weren't paying attention to me, i got bored >:(

kept thinking ab how’d you’d react if i sent you that out of nowhere

i missed u :,(

Jungkook can’t help but find your neediness so cute, so desperate for an ounce of his attention. Maybe you’re just as obsessed with him as he is you.

Ian_97:

Don't be like that baby, I'm here now aren't I?

Well my dick won't stop twitching, can’t stop thinking about that tiny cunt of yours.

I missed you too.

Jungkook unzips and pulls down his bottoms and boxers together, his half hard cock already leaking a little. He can’t seem to get your perfect naked body out of his mind, rubbing his cock and thinking about how wet your pussy probably is, how pebbled your nipples must be. All he wants right now is his cock buried into your sweet pussy, mouth busy sucking on your delicate nipples.

Out of habit, he records himself stroking his cock slowly, tip wet with precum, pubes trimmed a little more than usual. This is so much better than that boring porn he used to watch. He much rather and only can get off to you.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

u shouldn’t have to get off by urself :(

wish it was my mouth making u feel good instead of ur hand

wanna suck u so fucking bad

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video!

A ten second video of you with your puckered lips wrapped around the pink silicone dildo, as to which Jungkook expressed his liking of the toy you use when you guys sext.

Your neck and bare tits come into view, drool dripping down your chin and onto them as you suck and deepthroat the fake cock. Lewd noises escape your mouth when you gag around the toy, each time more saliva accumulates as you completely swallow it, pulling it out of your mouth and gasping for air.

Ian_97:

Yeah, baby fuck.

Look at you taking that shit.

Want those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my cock. Gonna make you choke on it.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

want u to fuck my throat pls :(

He spits a glob of saliva into his hand and runs his large palm back and forth over his veiny cock. He’d kill for some head right now, masturbating is getting a little tiring, yet your beautiful body and needy texts are more than enough to get him going.

He slightly but audibly moans, knowing you enjoy the little sounds he makes when he gets off. The video of you sucking on the toy replays in his mind, Jungkook barely able to keep it together. Your lips look too soft, they are meant to be all over his cock.

“Y-yeah, shit.” He spits out, finally cumming over his hand and stomach, a little seeping into his belly button.

Ian_97:

Made me cum so fast.

Should’ve been cumming down your throat.

@_elictmoonl1ght sent you a video!

The dildo once lodged down your throat is now splitting your precious cunt open. Your inner thighs are covered in your wetness and coating the fake cock that is ramming into your pussy. Your delicate fingers are painted a soft baby blue, shaking with each stroke you make, pussy making lewd sounds.

Your thighs close as you reach your high and cum on the cock you wish was the stranger. Jungkook could never get tired of seeing you cum whether it is from your fingers or toys, he truly enjoys seeing you fuck yourself for him.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

hmm wish u were cumming inside my cunt instead

feel so empty now :(

Ian_97:

I do too, so badly.

I’m gonna go clean up and head to sleep though it's pretty late.

Goodnight baby.

_elicticmoonl1ght:

ofc me too!

goodnight jungkook ;)

Jungkook’s heart pluments as he reads your last text. He knows he’s seriously fucked.

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a/n: hi guys!! thank you so much for sticking around for the long awaited pt 2. school took an unexpectedly harsh turn and got a million times harder out of nowhere so i had to take a break from writing. thankful i finished finals so im off of school so im gonna also get out pt. 3 asap! thank you again for reading i appreciate it so much. please don’t hesitate to ask me anything and share & reblog besties!!💘💘🫶🏻

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mistyacorn · 1 year

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you remind me of the main protagonist

sypnosis; dan heng and his odd way of saying “hey, i think i like you”

pairing(s); dan heng + fem! reader ⟿ featuring; pure fluff, really blank and super indirect dan heng, reader is compared to a female character (hence, fem! reader)

a/n; this was such a random write lol. im so sorry that it’s a bit of a mess, im still working on more clear storylines heheh . i hope it’s still enjoyable! ૮(ㅅ´ ˘ `) ♡ also i made beauty and the beast a canon fairytale here pffft u neva know

⇢ DAN HENG is the type that literally nobody expects to like anybody, and therefore neither do you.

⇢ you’d probably even think that he dislikes you because whenever it’s just the two of you he never says a word. he’s dead silent. he only ever nods or gestures and barely looks you in the eye.

⇢ occasionally you’d get slightly jealous of how he speaks whenever march is with you guys (even though they always end up fighting verbally, it’s still talking!)

⇢ so you eventually take it as a ‘hint’ and try your best to move on.

⇢ though let’s be real, it’s not easy to move on from a crush if you see him almost everyday. especially when he has the most perfect emerald eyes and soft black hair….

⇢ one day, you’re in your room on the astral express and you’ve just finished the book you had borrowed from the express library recently.

⇢ you did borrow it without telling anyone though, so it kinda felt like you stole it haha…

⇢ but you definitely did not want to annoy dan heng with your request so stealing borrowing seemed like the best option.

⇢ you decide to head over to his room, hoping to secretly drop the book and go.

⇢ thankfully the boy is not in the room when you get there (which is super rare, go you!). you tiptoe as carefully as you can towards the bookshelf.

⇢ you quickly find the correct slot and insert the book.

⇢ just as you think you’ve accomplished your mission, you turn around and-

⇢ at the door stands dan heng, staring at you nonchalantly (as per usual). “hi.”

⇢ his sudden appearance immediately causes you to begin a five minute long explanation about how you got there. (yes, five minutes. idk how but you drag it on and on) its mostly bullshit you’re spitting out.

⇢ “…pom pom told me that there was this super cool book…. I just had to read it of course …..and it was really cool yeah yeah ….um about robots and science and…stuff….”

⇢ does pom pom even read?? you didn’t know!

⇢ and you definitely don’t notice amidst your frantic stories, but dan heng listens to you attentively in amusement. he actually has the smallest grin on his face, very well knowing you are making everything up.

⇢ to put it simply, he finds it endearing. he’s almost in a trance, just listening to you talk and talk and talk…

⇢ after you finish your story time, he snaps out of it quick enough for you to not notice anything.

⇢ and you bow repeatedly in embarrassment before dashing out of the room.

⇢ the following day, dan heng suddenly gives you a book out of nowhere. today, his signature cold face seems slightly nervous instead, but you don’t pay attention.

⇢ you see that the book is a fairytale, one that is right up your alley!

⇢ ‘Beauty and the Beast’.

⇢ you open the book to see a post-it note on the first page, with neat handwriting on it;

‘y/n, I saw you liked fairytales and the fantasy genre. I do not. But I stumbled across this book yesterday, and I remember reading the first three chapters sometime when I was younger. It seems like something you’ll like. The main protagonist reminds me of you. I hope you’ll like it.’

⇢ your face is red hot as you read his note. he wrote to you. he thinks of you. he said you reminded him of a princess. (what the fvck.)

⇢ and secretly behind the scenes, dan heng is not as calm and collected as he seems.

⇢ after you put away the book and left that day, he took note of the book you had returned. fairytale…fantasy…

⇢ dan heng immediately started to think hard about any fantasy books he had read in his life. hours and hours of struggling later (he never reads fantasy, it’s too unrealistic for him), he finally remembers one.

⇢ he’d read the first few chapters of it before, and he remembers the main character all too clearly. she reminded him so much of you, yet he didn’t know why.

⇢ (truthfully, it was definitely because she was his first ever fictional crush. and now you were…… but he was never going to admit that to himself.)

⇢ he spends his night searching around the archives. 2am the next morning, he finds it.

⇢ dan heng goes to bed that night, heart thumping faster than usual, because now he realises just how much he likes you.

#(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) —mistyacorn’s #danheng x reader #dan heng x reader #dan heng #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #dan heng hsr #hsr dan heng #hsr fanfic #dan heng headcannon #danheng #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #danheng x y/n #dan heng x y/n

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exhaslo · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 12- Miguel x Reader (Oral/Suit On)

*Requested by a Reader ;) *

There was a small list of things that Miguel liked. Of course, you were on top of his list and sex; but, if there was one thing your boyfriend, Miguel, loved more than sex, it was eating you out. It was his best 'stress reliever' as he told you one night. Sometimes, you could not tell which was better. Miguel was just so satisfied with his face between your legs and you were head over heels with the overstimulation he gave you. Miguel had talent.

You knew you were going to be on your back for hours when Miguel came home stressed. Sometimes you had to beg your boyfriend to ease up due to you needing to go back to work. Sometimes he listened to you and finished the night with his dick in your pussy, and sometimes he would make you cry his name as he licked your folds. Miguel would have you drench the bed with your juices and gloat in his accomplishments.

"Lyla, can you give me the run down?" You asked, sitting in your shared apartment. The AI appeared before you, humming,

"Rundown. Let's see, three anomalies that Miguel had to personally take care of....Aaaaaand one butt joke."

"Haha, he hates it when those Spiders talk about the assets." You teased.

You knew about Miguel being Spiderman since the beginning. All it took was him saving you once. Miguel tried his best to pretend that you were wrong, but you were persistent. That night was the first night he ate you out. Complaining about you stressing him out about his secret identity. Of course, that was a lie. He just wanted an excuse to devour your pussy. Miguel was so easy to read sometimes, despite his hard looking dementor.

"Oh no." Lyla said suddenly, grabbing your attention.

"Oh no? What happened?" You asked. Lyla was glitching around, working on something,

"Something big is happening. I'll have to report to Miguel."

Before you could ask anything, Lyla disappeared. She said something big happened. You knew what Miguel did for a living. You knew how important it was for him to keep everything in order. How important it was to keep the multiverse at bay. So when Lyla says that something big happened, it made you worried. Miguel worked way harder than anyone else. Hopefully, it was nothing that can't be fixed.

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It was getting late and you were starting to get worried. Miguel had not contacted you yet and you were struggling to get ahold of Lyla. You were pacing around the apartment, wondering if Miguel was okay. You turned the television on, wanting to distract your brain. Miguel was going to come home. He was going to be okay-

"No like, I was freaked out. There was Spiderman and another Spiderman and a pregnant Spiderwoman!? I was freaked out man. They were all chasing after another Spiderman!"

You shut the television off. Well, that helped explain somethings. So Miguel had the whole Spider Society chase one Spiderman. Trying to think, you needed to understand what your boyfriend was doing. You vaguely remembered Miguel venting to you once while he was pounding your pussy. Something about an anomaly and holes in the multiverse because of it. You weren't really paying too much attention because you were so overstimulated that night, but it would make sense.

"But chasing him throughout the city, I wonder..."

You flinched as you heard the door slam shut. You were so lost in thought that you hadn't heard Miguel cussing. You hurried back to the living room, staring at Miguel. He was still wearing his suit, cussing under his breathe. He looked angry, even with the mask on. You hurried to him, hugging him tightly from behind. His muscles were so stiff.

"Miguel! I was so worried! Are you okay, what happened?!" You asked, tightening your grip. Miguel let out a heavy sigh, calming down under your touch,

"Too fucking much. I need to destress."

"Hm? Okay," You said with a pout, knowing that he was going to tell you when your brain was fucked out, "Why don't you take off the su-"

"The suit stays on."

"But-"

"It stays on." Miguel hissed lowly.

You rolled your lips inward, staring at your boyfriend. He was really stressed out. Honestly, you found it kind of hot. He stood tall in his Spiderman suit. You let out a small 'yelp' as Miguel threw you over his shoulder. You were too busy staring at his muscles and ass to notice him getting closer to you. Arriving in the bedroom, you yelped again as Miguel tossed you on the bed. You whined towards him as he brought his talon against your chest. He ignored your complaints and tore through your pajamas.

"I'll buy you a new set." He grumbled.

You stopped complaining since it just made Miguel more irritated. Though, that wouldn't be the worst thing. You gasped lowly as Miguel spread your legs with force. The bottom half of his face already without his mask. You weren't sure why, but watching your boyfriend stay in his Spiderman suit to eat you out was making you horny. Your own personal superhero.

"Ni siquiera he empezado y ya estás así de mojada. (I haven't even started and you're already this wet.)"

Ohhhh, there was the Spanish. You loved it when Miguel spoke to you in his mother tongue. You turned to putty whenever he does. Hearing his low chuckle, you tried to hide your embarrassment. Your body shivered in delight as you let out a soft moan to Miguel's tongue. He started to lick your clit, wanting to give you the stimulation first. He did this whenever he was going to be between your thighs for hours on end.

Your hips started to move as you felt Miguel's tongue twirl around your sensitive bud. His fingers just teasing your entrance, causing your body to burn hotter. You cried out as Miguel finally set himself to your hole. His tongue licking between your folds to taste you before having his main course. Miguel held your hips down, not wanting you to chase your high. He was going to give that to you.

Miguel closed his eyes as he enjoyed the taste of your juices on his mouth. Your sweetness calming him down. The way your body trembled under his touch made him feel in control. Miguel placed your legs over his shoulders and gently bite the inside of your thighs with his fangs. He needed to feel in control. After everything that happened today, something had to give. You were going to be that for him. His delicious stress reliever.

Lapping up your juices with his tongue, Miguel inhaled at the sound of your moans. Your body desperately trying to move, trying to ride his face. Normally, Miguel would let you, enjoying how easily he could make you break with just his tongue, but not today. Pressing his thumb against your clit, Miguel inserted his tongue into your already throbbing hole. Your whimpers turning him on more as he swirled his tongue around inside you.

You whimpered as you held onto the bedframe. You couldn't reach for Miguel's hair since he was still wearing the mask. Moaning loudly, you twitched as you felt Miguel's tongue inside your pussy. You could feel the knot in your stomach burning hotter as he swirled around inside you. His thumb just toying with your clit. It was always too much for you, but never enough for Miguel.

"M-Mig...G-Gonna....S-So c-close," You cried out.

Miguel continued to hold you still as he ravished your pussy with his tongue. You cried out, reaching your first of many orgasms to come. You could hear Miguel's joy as he lapped up the mess you made. Your body trembled as Miguel moaned to your taste, sending a vibration up your body. If only you could see his face! It wasn't fair how he got to watch you get fucked out, but you couldn't see his. You tried to voice your complaints, but Miguel responded with long licks.

"Shhh. Déjame disfrutar esto. Sabes tan jodidamente bien ahora mismo. Sé mi buena chica y quédate ahí y déjate follar por mi lengua. (Let me enjoy this. You taste so fucking good right now. Be my good girl and just lay there and get fucked by my tongue.)" He said from your pussy.

You whined quietly, listening to your boyfriend. Miguel continued to eat you out, drawing out more orgasms from you within the next thirty minutes. He raised his head, his bottom face covered in your juices. Miguel chuckled as he watched you pant. Sweat rolling down your body with your face all blissed out for the night. He licked his lips, pumping two of his fingers into your soaked pussy. Your hips riding against his hand despite your overstimulation,

"Had a long day, baby. It isn't over yet either, so I'm gonna reward you for being so good for me," Miguel groaned.

You reached out for your boyfriend, whining for his touch. Miguel removed his fingers, licking them clean before entering your poor pussy with his cock. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a passionate kiss as you slammed his cock deep inside you. He swallowed each of your mouths, allowing you to taste yourself with his kisses.

"Volveré más tarde. Asegúrate de tener tu coño listo para que lo devore nuevamente. (I'll be back again later. Make sure you have your pussy ready for me to devour again.)" He groaned.

You agreed, of course, unable to think straight. Miguel pounded you until the both of you reached your high. Holding your hips in place, Miguel watched as a mixture of his cum and your juices soak the bedsheets. Oh how he wished he could clean you up, but not now. He grabbed a warm towel and cleaned up you, kissing the top of your head before heading out. He needed to finish this mess to come back to you. To make sure that you were still here when he came home.

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You kept your part of the bargain. Whenever Miguel returned, you were on the couch with your legs spread wide. A cute embarrassed pout on your face as you watch Miguel lit up like it was Christmas. This time, without the suit, Miguel ate you out for the rest of that night. ;)

#kinktober #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman

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1-800-c3dr1c · 5 months

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Sooo, let's try this ask thing haha. I was wondering if u cute write a super fluff where reader is friends with coryo and tigris and they let reader into the secret that they've almost got no food at home. Reader then brings them food or invites them over regularly and coriolanus is super thankful + embarrassed at the same time and reader assures him that its alright and happy to help and over time they both confess they like each other more than just friends?

YOUNG! CORIOLANUS SNOW FLUFF ONESHOT.

spoilers for the ballad of songbirds and snakes. spoilers for coriolanus’ backstory. gender-neutral reader. friends with mutuals feelings to lovers.

requests are: open! please look at the pinned post for characters i will write for. <3 let me know if you’d like to be in m tag list for whenever i post anything related to young! coriolanus snow under this post as well, or in my inbox.

i hope you liked this oneshot! i love love LOVE writing fluff, so thank you so much for requesting it!!

word count: 541

it had surprised you when one of your best friends, coriolanus snow, had asked you if he could tell you a secret. he nearly pleaded with you not to tell anyone else about it before he did, and when you promised over and over again that you wouldn’t, he finally took you to his house.

due to his family having been very popular and seemingly well-liked back during the war, this had been a stark contrast to what you had been expecting. he lived with tigris and his grandma’am, which you had known. however, what you hadn’t known was the fact that his fridge was nearly empty every single night, if not completely empty.

it was as if tigris had known you were coming, based upon the solemn expression she wore when you and coriolanus walked through the door. she could only smile sadly at you, and you could only walk over to her and place your hand on her shoulder, quietly reassuring her and coriolanus that you would help them.

and you did. you consistently invited them (including the grandma’am) to your house for dinner, making them delicious food and making sure that all three of them were well-fed. they would always profusely thank you, unable to do much else. sometimes, the grandma’am would slip a white rose behind your ear when you walked them to the door after dinner, and it always made you smile softly.

until that changed. one day, it hadn’t been the grandma’am to step forward again to slip a rose behind your ear as you had expected. it was coriolanus. you blinked at him, unspeaking as he carefully caught your chin with two fingers, angling your head slightly so that it was easier for him to slip the rose right behind your ear.

you didn’t move as he stepped back, looking behind him at tigris and the grandma’am. they both nodded to him before beginning to walk off, whereas he stayed right in front of you, just a few steps away. he swallowed thickly, and suddenly you could see how.. nervous he seemed to be?

“i have something to tell you,” he blurted out, his face flushing slightly in embarrassment.

“hm? what’s wrong, corio?” you asked softly. “are you guys running low on food again? i can start making more-” you started to say quickly, before he quickly cupped your cheek with a hand.

“that’s not what i wanted to talk about.” his voice was quiet, his nerves seeping through the words.

“..then what did you want to talk about?” now you were confused.

“i told you i had something to tell you. well.. i’m just going to outright say it. i like you.” he inhaled deeply, and it looked as if he was preparing himself for a rejection.

however, the opposite happened. you leaned forward, kissing his cheek softly. “i like you too, corio.”

coriolanus froze where he was. had he just heard you correctly? you liked him too. a sudden giddy feeling erupted in his stomach, a stupid smile on his face. “can i..”

he didn’t finish his question, as you kissed him softly, already knowing that had been what he wanted to ask. before you pulled away, you whispered a soft. “yes.”

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moonlightpetalz6 · 8 months

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When You're Gone

Characters: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Nanami Kento

Reader: Fem!reader

Warnings: Angst, readers death, violence, blood, swearing, pet names

Context: The reader ends up dying due to missions/illness. This is their reaction after you are gone.

Word Count: 3,109

A/N: Hi! Hi! I'm pretty new here so I hope I'm doing this right. I wanted to get back into writing so I thought why not give this a try! I hope you all can enjoy it!

Part 2

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Gojo

Gojo stood there with his eyes wide and mouth slightly open as he listened to Shoko give him the news. "Gojo… I'm so sorry." She whispered, unable to make eye contact with her old friend. He said nothing; all Gojo could do was stand there, his body trembling as his sapphire eyes trailed towards the open door behind Shoko, whose lips were still moving. There, through the small opening, he could see it. The table in which your now dead body lay unmoving and cold. 'She's right there…' Gojo thought while his fingers twitched, eyes wavering.

Shoko, who hadn't been able to look at her friend, slowly lifted her eyes only to stare in shock at what was before her. Gojo stood there not uttering a single word while tears leaked from his eyes. Shoko took note of the blood dripping from his lip as he unconsciously bit down on the tender flesh. "Gojo you-" He was gone Before she could finish her sentence. Three days later, he watched as your body entered the ground, or at least what was left of your body. "They say it was a special grade curse. It came out of nowhere and killed her comrades and the other sorcerers with her." Someone whispered. "I heard that Gojo was supposed to accompany them but got busy with another mission." Another added.

Gojo stood silently before your grave, his eyes masked with a blindfold. Though he appeared like he wasn't listening to anyone, he was. He listened to everyone at your funeral, ensuring that no one had bad-mouthed your name in his presence. 'Good…your name is still clean, my star.'

About a week after your death, Gojo requested to go on a mission due to his eagerness to get back into the field, so soon after your death, rumors began to spread amongst the sorcerers. Some said that Gojo was running away, while others claimed he never cared for you. As these rumors spread back home in another area of the country, Gojo stood in a deep crater; blood littered the space around him as curses kept coming from all directions. Gojo stood there, his usual sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose.

He let out a deep breath while stepping forward, his body wobbling as if he wasn't fully aware of his movements. "Enough…" He whispered, his voice filled with venom. The curses paid him no mind while charging towards the sorcerer, each one determined to end his life. Gojo grits his teeth; if his jaw were to clench more, it would break. "Just hurry up and fucking die! All of you!" he shouted, tears running down his face. Gojo's eyes, usually so clear and bright as day, were bloodshot and contained a dark hue. "Die! Die! Die! Dammit!" He screamed as loud as he could while annihilating every curse.

Gojo's mind was blank of all rational thinking, his breathing heavy while his chest ached with each movement he made. "Why do you keep taking them from me?!?! What did I do to you, dammit?!?!" Gojo cursed all the gods, his heart unable to process any more pain. An image of you flashed through his mind. You were so beautiful as you stood in front of him. Your body language was everywhere as you shyly avoided eye contact with him.

"Haha! What's got you acting all shy like this? Am I that handsome that just standing next to me is too much?!" He cried out dramatically while pretending to shy away from false embarrassment. You stood there with a pout while looking up at your childish boyfriend. "Oh, shut up! As if!" Gojo just laughed while you punched his chest. You looked at him with a slight frown on your face. "Why do you always do that?" Gojo hummed, looking at you with a curious brow. "You always let me touch you…why?" Your question caused him to look up in thought before he smiled. "Don't know! I guess I love you that much!" He laughed, watching the giant blush cross your face as you looked away.

"A-anyways, Here!" You yelled, shoving the neatly wrapped gift towards him. He looked at the present, slightly surprised, before smiling as he happily snatched it from your hand. "Oh~ What's this~?" he sang while carefully unwrapping the gift. He smiled, seeing the glasses case, remembering how he had mentioned needing a new pair of sunglasses almost a month ago. He carefully opened the case, noting that this was the brand he loved. You were always so thoughtful and careful when it came to details. He loved how your eye would twitch whenever he purposely forgot an item you needed for events or cooking.

"So you won't complain anymore." Your words snapped him out of his thoughts as he looked at you. You stood there with a slight pout as you nervously messed with your fingers. "You keep forgetting so…I thought it would be a nice present." He felt his heart flutter as he watched you grow embarrassed, the blush on your face making him want to smother you in kisses. "Awe! My Y/n is the sweetest and most thoughtful!" He gushed while picking you up bridal style. You just screamed at him, face red, "I-idiot! Satoru put me down! I hate you!" You cried out while he just laughed.

Gojo stood there panting while the last curse vanished before his eyes. Just then, the bridge connecting his lens snapped, causing the sunglasses to fall from his face. He quickly caught them in his hands, staring down at the broken pieces. Tears formed in his eyes again as he bit his lip before falling to his knees.

"How am I supposed to get new glasses now, Y/n? I can't remember anything without you."

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Geto

Geto ran through the hospital corridors, screaming your name as he pushed past anyone in his way. His heart clenched when he turned the corner and saw his friend hunched over while sitting on the waiting bench. "Satoru! Where is she?!" Geto cried as he reached his best friend. Gojo looked at him with a pained expression as he slowly went and stood in front of your boyfriend. Gojo made sure to take in his friend's current appearance. Geto stood there, hands on his knees as his body heaved heavily with each gasp of breath. His hair started falling out of his usually kept bun while his eyes strained and filled with fear. It pained Gojo to see his best friend looking like such a wreck, and for good reason.

"Suguru…" He spoke in a defeated voice, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. Getos's heart stopped when he heard his name. he could feel his knees shake as he reached for his friend. "Hey…come on." He started as he gripped Gojo's uniform, his knuckles turning white. "She's fine, right, Satoru? She's really strong, remember! So she has to be…fine…" Geto trailed off as his mind processed the wet feeling on his hands. His body stiffened as he slowly looked down at the clothing he held in his fists. There, he noticed the blood staining the fabric. Tears started to spill from his eyes as he shook Gojo while screaming. "No! No! No! You promised me, Satoru!" cries echoed throughout the empty hall as Geto fell to his knees.

"You both promised me you'd be fine." Those words stung the blue-eyed sorcerer, who couldn't help but fall to the floor with his friend as he held him in his arms, mumbling apologies after apologies. "Tell me this is just one of her jokes, Satoru… It's one of her fucked up jokes." Geto continued to cry as loud as he could, unable to accept your sudden death. The next day, Geto had you cremated and brought you back to your shared home. You had no family and had always talked to him about how if you were to die first, you wished to be turned to ashes so you could still be near him. "What a stupid thing," Geto whispered as he sat on the floor, hugging your urn like it would vanish instantly, just like you had from his life.

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Weeks went by, and no one had heard anything from Geto. He stayed locked inside his home, his eyes void of emotion as dark circles lay under his eyes from the immense lack of sleep. He sat on the floor of your shared room, scanning all the clothes and items that littered the area. His eyes felt so dry from all his tears within the last few weeks. He let out a small groan as he pinched the bridge of his nose before taking note of the small hairpin in his hand. It was a black hairpin with gold flakes splattered around it, a small crescent moon resting at the end with two small star chains that hung off it. He remembers seeing you always wear it, claiming it was your favorite.

"You know I can always buy you a new one, right?" Geto asked as he sat on the edge of your shared bed, his arm resting on his knee as he placed his chin in his palm. "Huh? What are you talking about?" You asked your boyfriend, a questioning look on your face. You were never one to ask for anything, nor did you like it when people bought you things, which was tough for Geto as he just wanted to spoil you. "The hairpin…you wear that one all the time. Don't you want a new one?" You just looked at Geto with a slight smile on your face.

"I don't mind wearing this one all the time! Besides, it's my favorite one!" You laughed, a slight hue on your cheeks while you went and gently touched the hairpin. "It's so beautiful and brings me joy…p-plus it reminds me of someone." With those last few words, Geto's ears twitched as a sly grin crossed his face. "Oh~ and do say who that someone is, my little angel~" Geto teased as he went and grabbed you by the waist, making sure to pull you back onto the bed with him. You just squealed as you laughed lightly, hitting his chest.

"Suguru! Stop it, you dummy!" Geto closed his eyes in bliss, loving how your laugh sounded so angelic to his ears. "Gosh, I love your laugh." He whispered as he hid, nuzzled into the crook of your neck. You blush, a slight smile on your face as the hairpin makes a little noise while you move to kiss Geto. He hummed as you pulled away before you started playing with each other's hair. "I love your hair… It's so pretty." You cooed, giving a strand a small kiss. Geto blushed before doing the same to yours. "I love yours as well."

Geto sat there, tears falling from his eyes once again as he clenched the hairpin in his hand, bringing it towards his lips and placing a shaky kiss.

"Y/n…my angel… who's going to play with my hair now…I wanna place this hairpin in your hair once again."

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Nanami

Nanami stood there, eyes wide, as he held your hand in the hospital bed. You had been diagnosed with an incurable illness when you were very young. He knew this when he first asked you to be his girlfriend. He had thought that the disease wouldn't kill you for a long time as it had been over ten years since you had been diagnosed. He was such a fool. About five years into your relationship, your condition took an immense turn for the worse, and you were left bedridden with a time limit of only three months. Nanami couldn't believe you would be going through his life so suddenly. You, his precious flower.

He had made sure to visit you every single day, minus the days when he was forced away on missions that you would fight him to go on saying things like, "You can't stop saving people and doing your job just cause I'm sick Kento! That's so unattractive!" You would huff while pointing a finger at him. Nanami would flinch as if he were struck with an arrow by your words before setting off the next day to complete the mission as fast as possible. Each day, he would bring you gifts like flowers, books, desserts, you name it. Each time he did, you would scold him, saying things like 'I don't want you to regret spending your money on me.' or 'Kento darling! Just seeing your handsome face is enough for me!' He knew you hated receiving gifts, but at the same time, he loved seeing that soft smile that crossed your face each time it would process in your mind that he was thinking of you.

"Kento darling?" You whisper while your boyfriend lies with you on the hospital bed, his head resting on your chest as his arms wrap around you tightly. "Yes, my flower?" He lifted his head just so his tired eyes could meet your own. You smiled at him as you raised your hands to gently hold his cheeks, your thumbs rubbing the dark circles under his eyes. He instantly relaxed at the feeling of his eyes fluttering shut. "Have you been getting enough sleep?" Kento opened his eyes and saw your frown, causing him to let out a small chuckle as he went and kissed one of your wrists. It was true he was losing so much sleep, but he couldn't help it. Not having you next to him in your shared bed was killing him.

"I'm sorry, my flower…you know I can't lie to you." He whispered before nuzzling his head back onto your chest. You pout at this while resting a hand on his head, carefully running your fingers through his soft hair. He knew you hated when he overworked himself and wouldn't get proper sleep, but it was the only thing keeping him together. "Don't worry… I'll get some sleep right now." He whispered before shutting his eyes, drifting off to your heartbeat. "Kento…please take care of yourself for me." You would whisper once you knew he was fully asleep.

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Kento held your hand, tears falling from his eyes as the nurses rushed into the room, one of them gently trying to push him away. He couldn't hear a single word anyone was saying as he gripped your now cold hand, refusing to let go of your soft skin for the last time. You just lay on the hospital bed, a faint smile on your face, while Nanami was pulled out of the room, screaming your name. After your funeral, Nanami completely submerged himself in his work, refusing to take any time for himself or others. Gojo would make sure to stop by to at least annoy Nanami into eating and drinking any of the snacks he would bring to ensure his friend would not suffer from starvation or dehydration.

"Nanami~ I brought you some delicious sweets from this shop I really liked~ Try 'em ~" Gojo sang as he danced into Nanami's office with a plastic bag. Nanami let out a deep sigh from his desk as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Placing his pen down, Nanami slowly lifted his head to look at Gojo, dark circles under his eyes. Gojo whistled, hand on his hip as he placed the bag in front of Nanami with a small thump. "You look like shit." Gojo laughed, earning a low grunt from the man who was already opening some of the snacks given to him. "Hey I'm gonna be going out tomorrow with Itadori if you would like to join us. It's my treat, so at least consider it!" He laughed, giving his friend a thumbs up.

Nanami just hummed, already deciding in his head that he wouldn't be going. Gojo just smiled as he went to leave while giving a lazy wave. "Get some sleep, will you?! Y/n wouldn't be too happy with you right now!" Nanami frowned at the mention of your name being used to guilt him into sleep. He finished eating some snacks and placed the rest aside for his dinner tonight. He rubs his eyes, leaning back in his chair, as he loosens the tie around his neck. He glances down at his desk, staring at the small photo of you happily smiling while wearing that sundress he always loved seeing on you. He smiles slightly at the memory before shaking his head.

He sits in his chair, preparing to focus only on his work. 'Energy pills,' he thinks to himself, having remembered keeping some stored in his bottom drawer from when he used to work all the time before he had met you. Nanami reaches into his drawer only to discover a small sleeping kit neatly placed on everything else. Nanami looks at it, surprised, before noticing a small note slip out from behind. He carefully picks the letter up while inspecting the sleeping kit. "Did Gojo slip this in here?" He mumbled to himself, unimpressed with his childish friend. He sighs as he opens the note, only for his eyes to widen at the familiar handwriting.

My Darling Kento,

Are you surprised? I knew you would be! I had Kiyotaka slip this into your desk to prepare for the future. I'm sure by now I have left this world along with you, my darling, who cherished me like no one else could have if my life had more years. I'm sorry to have caused you such stress, and I know you would scold me for apologizing. I do not regret anything from what we shared. You filled my life with joy, making this illness seem like some crazy thing I made up! I know you are probably working so hard right now, and I want to remind you to take care of yourself, Kento. Even though I am no longer by your side, it would hurt me to know I have caused you so much pain. Please find more happy memories, my darling Kento. I love you so much. Sleep well~

Kento gripped the corner of the letter, feeling it crinkle under his fingers. His giant tears dripped down his face, some landing on your handwriting, causing small smudges. Nanami quickly tries to rid his tears while gritting his teeth before letting out a loud yell as he sweeps everything off his desk, gripping his head as he cries, looking down at the photo of you.

"That's not fair Y/n…you should be making more memories with me."

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Let me know if you would like a part 2 for this with other jjk characters!

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moonywritez6 · 4 months

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When You're Gone (Reupload)

Characters: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Nanami Kento

Reader: Fem!reader

Warnings: Angst, readers death, violence, blood, swearing, pet names

Context: The reader ends up dying due to missions/illness. This is their reaction after you are gone.

Word Count: 3,109

A/N: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

Part 2

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Gojo

"How am I supposed to get new glasses now, Y/n? I can't remember anything without you."

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Geto

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Geto sat there, tears falling from his eyes once again as he clenched the hairpin in his hand, bringing it towards his lips and placing a shaky kiss.

"Y/n…my angel… who's going to play with my hair now…I wanna place this hairpin in your hair once again."

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Nanami

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My Darling Kento,

"That's not fair Y/n…you should be making more memories with me."

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twilightt-fantasy · 2 months

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stress relief [v.kings]

description: the kings worry that their mate is pushing herself too hard.

requested by: n/a

warnings: uhhh none? maybe suggestive content??

this is totally self indulgent bc i just took my state boards for nursing and let me tell you all, i was stressed and definitely could have used these 3 in my life haha. enjoy!! :))

her head was pounding, eyes straining from re-reading the same question that laid in front of her over and over again. the computer screen seemed to get brighter with every passing second, the words jumbling together as she scrambled through her thoughts to find the correct answer.

she had been at this for hours - the never ending cycle of studying and reviewing that she had been stuck in for weeks now. she couldn’t help it though - every moment that passed where she wasn’t studying felt like a waste of time and, with the help of her overthinking, she was convinced that taking a break would mean not passing.

and she refused to accept anything less than a passing result on her test.

this was the biggest test of her life, after all. she had spent years in college preparing for this moment and was terrified now that it was here. this was the moment that defined if she was capable of putting all of her earned knowledge to the test and being competent in her field.

in her eyes anyway.

her kings disagreed with her.

caius, marcus, and aro all agreed that she had this test in the bag. how couldn’t she? she was incredibly smart and driven and had worked her ass off for years to be the best that she could be. there was no doubt in any of their minds that she’d pass and they had each tried to convince her of that multiple times.

but of course, their mate was nothing if not stubborn, and had a hard time seeing reason when she was under this much stress.

the test was in three days, which meant even more time studying and preparing and more migraines, irritability, stress and anxiety.

she reread the question again and then the answer choices, racking her brain for the answer before finally deciding on her best guess and sighing. the girl reached up to rub her temples with one hand, her other reaching for the glass of water to drink in an attempt to settle the pounding behind her eyes.

behind her, aro watched his mate with narrowed eyes. as one of her mates, he easily picked up on her emotions and was not very pleased with the amount of stress she had placed on herself as of late. she had always been an overachiever in school, always had bad test anxiety and held herself to high standards in relation to grades. but to him, this was excessive.

“how many more questions do you have until that test is over?” aro asked, catching the full attention of both caius and marcus, who were only half paying attention before.

“i don’t know.” she mumbled, answering the next question easily before moving on.

caius rolled his eyes from his spot on the bed before he flashed over behind his mate, the girl not even flinching at his sudden appearance. he peered over her shoulder at the screen before turning back to marcus and aro and holding up five fingers.

caius sat back then, the three of them waiting patiently as she finished the practice exam and viewed her passing result before he sat back up and turned off the monitor.

“hey!” she spun around, her red-rimmed eyes glaring hard at caius. “what are you doing?”

“you’re done.” he said, sternly. “you’ve been at this for hours and it’s nearly midnight. you’re done.”

“no.” she spoke back, her voice raising as she pointed a finger back at the screen. “my test is in three days and i’m not ready.”

“yes you are.” marcus argued before caius could answer with something that wouldn’t help the situation. “and taking a break to sleep is not going to affect anything anyway, especially when you can hardly focus on the questions.”

a lump grew in the back of her throat but she fought past it, ready to argue some more. aro raised his hand, before standing himself and moving beside caius. he gripped her hand is his, his other moving up to rest on her forehead. she sighed, the coldness of aro’s skin relieving the headache she hadn’t fully realized she had.

“cara mia, please take a break. eat a snack, take a nap. and the next two days you can study for a few hours at a time.”

“aro…” her eyes were pleading as she looked up at him but he wouldn’t give in. marcus had appeared to grab her other hand and aro moved back as marcus pulled her out of the chair.

“no arguing, dearest.” marcus pushed her towards the bathroom in their shared rooms, dropping her hand in order to turn on the shower. “take a shower and relax. when you get out, we can do whatever you want for the rest of the night.”

she seemed to debate it, her heavy eyes darting from between her kings to the shower, her lip disappearing between her teeth. “you three are free tonight?”

“for as long as you need us to be, tesoro.” caius answered and the girl sighed again, rolling her shoulders and neck as she did. she stood silent for a few more moments, before the weight of her exhaustion finally hit her and she stepped closer to her kings.

her head fell onto marcus’ chest and his hand reached up to her hair, fingers curling through her strands as she stood there. caius and aro joined them a moment later, aro’s fingers gently massaging the back of her neck while caius kissed her shoulder.

“get in the shower, love.” caius spoke again as steam began to fill the bathroom. “afterwards, no more thinking about that test until tomorrow.”

“okay.” she murmured, pressing a kiss to each of their lips before finally moving towards the shower.

the three left her to relax, barely making it back towards the main living quarters before they heard her call out. “if you’re so worried about how stressed i am, you three could help me find a little relief!”

they were back in the bathroom in the blink of an eye.

* a few days later*

“i passed! i passed! i passed!” an excited voice echoed down the corridors, growing closer and louder with every word. fast footsteps pounded down the hallway towards the throne room, where the three kings sat conversing before the next trial.

the three kings shared smiles as their human mate continued to approach the throne room and they stood to greet her, each of them wearing a proud smile and assuring her that they never doubted her for a second.

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twice-inamillion · 4 months

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First Date

Fluff (First Date, holding hands, first kiss)

Chapter 2

2,000 Words

(You go on a date with Minji after inviting her a few days before. You confirm your feelings and with a surprise at the end.)

It’s been a few days since you met Minji for the first time. You haven’t gotten her out of your mind and keep looking at the photo you took of her. After some thinking, you contemplate texting her, and you give it a shot, “Hey, it’s me. I want to ask you if you are free sometime this week. I want to ask you on a date, maybe lunch or dinner?” You click send and hope for her reply.

You wait for an hour, the evening, and no reply. You tell yourself, “She must be busy with her group. She’ll text me when she’s free.”

A day passes, and there is no response; you can’t help but feel a bit disappointed, but you have too many things going on yourself, so you try to keep yourself busy.

A few days pass, and you are currently at the gym with one of your friends from school. “Hey, you seem distracted, what’s up?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“You sure? You’re not yourself. Look at you; you’re running and lifting less than usual. That’s not you, bro.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’ve been distracted.”

“Tell me. If it's something I can help you with, I don’t mind giving you some free advice.”

“Haha, you know that advice should be free; you don’t charge someone for it.”

“I mean, you’re not going to pay me per se; you just need to pay for dinner.”

“Ohh, then something from the convenience store, then.

“Don’t be like that; how about some fried chicken or some meat?”

“Okay, okay, I’ll think about it.”

You tell your friend about Minji, how you met, and the text message you sent her. “Dang, bro. She’s cute. I mean, there are three options: either she’s busy, bad at texting like my girl, or ignoring you.”

“I hope she’s just busy. I think she’s cute, and I really want to get to know her better. Hopefully, I didn’t come off too strong and scare her.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it too much. If she blew you off, my girlfriend has a single friend. Maybe I should introduce you to her.”

“Nah, I’m good.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright, don’t say I never help. Let’s hope she’s busy and forgot to text you back.”

“Yeah…”

The two of you continue your workout for another hour. After finishing, you go to the shower and change into different clothes. You gather your things in a rush after noticing you’ll be late for class, “Hey, bro! You dropped your phone.” You don’t seem to hear him as you leave the changing room in a rush.

“Hmm… there’s a few messages.”

He looks at your phone and sees it’s from Minji. He runs out of the changing room and tries to catch up to you when he notices her calling your phone. He answers your phone, “Hey.”

“Sorry to call you this early, I’ve wanted to…”

“Haha, sorry. He forgot his phone at the gym. I’m trying to catch up to him; just give me a bit. Oh, I’m his friend, Jin, by the way.”

Minji can hear Jin running and panting as he runs as fast as possible to catch up to you. “Dude, wait up.”

You turn your head and see Jin running frantically towards you, “What’s up?”

“Phone… here, it's her. Your girlfriend” passing you the phone.

“Hello, Minji?”

“Hey, sorry I haven’t replied back. I was really busy with practice.”

“Haha, it’s fine. I’ve been busy myself with class.”

“Oh… so that means you’re not free today?”

“No, I’m free. I have two classes today, but I’m free after 4 pm.”

“Oh, that works. Where do you want to meet?”

“Hmm… are you up for some Fried Chicken?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, there is a place near the company building. I’ll send you the directions and see you at 5 pm.”

“Okay, sounds good. See you then.”

After your class, you rush back to your apartment and tidy up, shower, and get changed for your date with Minji. You debate what to wear since it's been a while since you had a date, and you really want to impress Minji. After much debate, you decide what to wear, do your hair, and go to the restaurant to meet her.

You arrive at the restaurant, find a seat, and wait for her to arrive. You text your friend and tell him how nervous you are, and he wishes you luck.

Suddenly, you hear the door chime go off and see Minji looking for you. You wave your hand, which catches her attention, and she walks toward you. You stand and pull the chair for her, “Did I make you wait long?”

“No, I just got her about five minutes ago.”

“Oh, okay, I was afraid I was going to be a bit late.”

“Haha, no. You made it just on time.”

She smiles and places her phone on the table before picking up the menu. “I come here a lot since it's close to the company; they really have some good chicken.”

“Oh, if that’s the case, then I’ll leave the ordering to you,” giving her a smile.

“Okay, but don’t be upset if you don’t like it.”

“If you ordered, then I know it's going to be good.”

“Haha, okay,” she blushes. She calls over the waiter and places two orders of fried chicken and two cold sodas.

“Sorry for leaving you on read; I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay; I assumed you were busy. I’m happy you messaged me back, though.”

“I kept looking at your message, and when the manager said that we had time off, the first thing I did was message you.”

“Oh, so that means you were thinking of me.”

Minji gets red by the way you phrased it and tries to play it off, “Haha, no, well… I didn’t want to be rude.”

“Well… you’re here, that’s all that matters. Also, you look beautiful, by the way.”

“Ehh…” Minji’s ears turn hot red, getting caught off guard by the sudden comment.”

The waiter arrives with a platter of food and drinks. “You two look like a lovely couple,” she says as she places the food on the table.

Minji is startled and says, “Oh, we’re not a couple, just friends.”

“Haha, she’s not my girlfriend yet,” she said with a smile.

“Aww, what a daring guy. I wish my boyfriend was like that when he asked me out. Took it a while.” She looked at Minji and leaned towards her, “He's pretty hot; you two should date,” and walked away, grinning.

“Omg, that was so embarrassing. So sorry for that; she likes to tease.”

“Oh, it’s fine. I only said the truth.”

Minji bites her lip and turns her face to the side, avoiding her embarrassed expression.

You grab a piece of chicken and take a bite, “Hmmm, it's good. You weren’t lying when you said the chicken was good.”

Relieved that you changed the conversation, she replies, “See, I told you. My members and I come here often because it’s good and the price is reasonable.”

The two of you continued with small talk on what you had been doing the past week. So far, the vibe between you two is great; she laughs at your jokes, and you listen to what she says and even give some input. You could tell that she was enjoying the date and hoped to ask her for another one. You can’t help but admire her beauty, personality, and how she makes you feel. You know that she’s the one you’ve been searching for.

“My members said that you seem like….” she stops mid-sentence when she tilts towards you, extending her arm and placing her thumb on your lip, “Sorry, you had some sauce on your face.”

You feel embarrassed and try to say something but suddenly react to the flash from the window. Four girls are standing in front of the restaurant window with their phones out. “Oppa, I’m so sorry. Those are my members; they must have followed me. Let me talk to them,” she said as she stood, making the four girls run away in laughter.

You yourself can’t help but laugh at the situation and say, “Hahaha, don’t worry about it. My friends are the same way. All they are going to do is tease; just don’t be too hard on them.”

“Watch, just wait until I get home,” frowning at the members that ran across the street.

After calming down, the two of you continue to eat and decide to grab some dessert. “Want to split the bill?”

“Actually, let me pay. I invited you on the date.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, if anything, you can spot the dessert.”

“Okay, sounds good.”

You call for the waiter, pay for the bill, and head out for a short walk before grabbing the dessert. As you two walk down the street, try to walk as close to her as possible and eye her hand. You see it swaying back and forth from the side of your eye and make a daring choice. You slowly interlock hands and see her reaction. Luckily, she doesn’t reject it and instead turns her head away from you, but she notices that her ears are turning red. The two of you walk in silence and enjoy the scene until Minji stops in front of an ice cream shop.

“Ice cream.”

“You want to get some ice cream?”

“Yes, ice cream,” and pulls you into the shop.

“Chocolate?”

“Yea…”

“Can I have two orders of chocolate?” turning your head and signaling two with your fingers.

“Can it be two scoops for both?”

The both of you enjoy your ice cream and see how much she enjoys every scoop. The way she smiles and squints her eyes makes your heart flutter.

“Cute”

“Wha? What you say?”

“I said cute.”

“Nooo, why?”

“You look cute when you eat the ice cream.”

“Nooo, stop. You’re going to make me blush again.”

“Haha. Kim Minji is cute. Cute when she eats her ice cream, just like a little teddy bear.”

She covers her face with her hands, “Haha, stop. You’re going to make me cry.”

“Okay, I’ll stop. I’ll just eat your ice cream since I’m done with mine.”

You try to grab a scoop of her ice cream when she says, “No! Mine!” Her reaction makes you burst into laughter. “Haha, haha, see, you’re only proving me right.”

“Meanie,” pouting and crossing her arms.

“Okay, okay. I’ll stop. For real this time.”

“Okay. Promise?”

“Promise.”

—————

“Thank you for inviting me out on a date; I really enjoyed it.”

“Would you be open for another date?”

“Hmm… Yeah… I’ll really like that,” with a gummy smile.

“Should I text you?”

“I’ll text you.”

“Okay. I’ll see you then.”

“Hmm, okay…” She waves you goodbye and walks towards the entrance of her building. You wave goodbye and start walking when you hear, “Oppa!” You turn around and see Minji behind you, “Hey.”

Suddenly, she walks closer to you, gets on her tippy toes, and kisses you on the cheek. “Thanks for the date” she smiles and speeds back to the entrance of the building and goes inside.

*Minji inserts the passcode to her dorm and sees her younger members on the living room couch, watching television and eating snacks. They all turn to look at Minji who is smiling from the kiss when she hears the members sing, “Minji unnie has a boyfriend, Minji has a boyfriend” in sync.

“Yah! Come here!” as she grabs her shoe and holds it up in the air, making the members run around the living room, trying to avoid being smacked by Minji.

#newjeans fluff #newjeans minji #minji fluff #minji #minji x reader #kim minji #nwjns minji #minji new jeans #kpop reader #kpop x reader #kpop fluff #kpop #idol x reader #idol fluff #TM Smut #reader x minji

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oscarpiasstri81 · 4 months

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Confessions ★ Max Verstappen

summary ~ max, who has always been scared to express his feelings, has a confession to make.

pairing ~ {max verstappen x female!reader}

content warnings ~ literally just fluff

a/n ~ I thought that i’ll try writing another fanfic without oscar, so my second husband max makes his debut

word count ~ 1.2k

There were a lot of moments where Max Verstappen thought he could be in love with his girlfriend, and one moment he knew.

After working through a triple header between Austin, Mexico and Brazil, Max wanted nothing more than to be at home cuddled up with his girlfriend and two cats. Him and y/n had been together for a short amount of time, only about two months, but the connection they shared was like no other. He felt like she could read his feelings and emotions from across a room blindfolded, and it was one of the many things he admired about her. That is exactly how she knew that after coming back to Monaco from Brazil, Max just needed to unwind a relax a little.

Getting to work with her planning, she spent the day, while he was distracted by the sim race, going from store to store. She purchased ingredients for dinner, snacks, drinks, desserts, candles, and even rented an old movie from Max’s childhood to watch on the big TV. Once she felt as if her task was completed, she made her way back to her small apartment. Her plan was to set up, and lure Max over by telling him that her car wouldn’t start.

After about an hour or two, her apartment was set up for date night, and dinner was cooked and ready to be served. She prepared herself in the mirror for her best acting skills, and called Max. Thankfully, he picked up after only two rings.

“Hey schat, what’s up?” Max said into the phone. She could still hear the clicking in the background of his sim setup, and felt only a little bad to be distracting him.

“Maxie, I don’t know what’s wrong with my car, but it just won’t start. I keep turning and turning the key, and it won’t give. Can you come over and help me, please?” Dragging out the ‘please’, hoping that it would make Max come over faster; since she didn’t want dinner to get cold.

“Yeah, I’ll be over as soon as I can,” She can hear the sound of him turning his monitors off, “Just please don’t try to start the car with the garage door closed again.” He says laughing at a previous time she had almost fumigated her apartment building.

“Haha, very funny,” She said sarcastically, “Now please hurry! I have to go to the store very soon.”

After only about 10 minutes, she could hear the familiar sound of Max’s Porsche 911 GT3 RS pull up on the side of the street outside the building. Making her way outside, she tries to keep the smile off of her face, although it’s a difficult task. He obviously asks to see the car, but she tricks him by saying she brought the keys back to her apartment while she was waiting. And so the two of them make their way up the stairs, hands intertwined.

The second she opens the door, Max knew she had tricked him. A strong scent of her mother’s enchiladas verdes de pollo recipe filled the small apartments air, and a smile rose to his face. As he took a step inside, he noticed the dining table set up with the food and candles. He turned to look at her, only to see eyes staring back at him with an excited smile covering her face.

“Okay! I know I lied, but you seemed so tense after the triple header, so I thought a little date night might help?” As she spoke, she sounded a little more unsure about her plan. Nervous, almost. The two of them hadn’t had a proper date in weeks.

“Oh schatje, it’s perfect. Thank you so much.” He pulled her into a soft kiss, and placed a hand on her back to lead her towards the dining table.

As the both of them ate, the conversation flowed smoothly, talking about work, the race, their families. She hadn’t been able to attend any of the three races due to conflicts with her work schedule, so the catching up was much needed. By the time they had both finished their dinner, the loud beep of the oven indicated that dessert was finished. Digging into the small cupcakes she had made, Max pulled her into a hug in the middle of the kitchen. They danced in silence for a few moments before she pulled away from him, leaving one last peck on his lips and grabbing his hand to drag him to her bedroom.

Inside of her bedroom was the real surprise. The bed was covered in soft, comfortable blankets and fluffy pillows. On the bedside tables were his favorite snacks and drinks, obviously chilled to the perfect temperature. The TV had already been set up and paused in the opening credits of Max’s favorite movie. She dimmed the lights slightly, and ran to burry herself in the covers. Seeing his girlfriend looking so cute piled under a dozen blankets was an enticing sight, so he joined her within a millisecond.

The movie had barely even started before Max got distracted by her perfect, plump lips, focusing on planting his on them instead. Although she had hoped to be able to watch the movie, she wasn’t about to complain about Max’s attention completely on her. He broke away from the kiss to look at her in the eye.

“Thank you so much for this, mijn liefje. I don’t know how you always know exactly what I need, but this is perfect.” He gazed into her eyes for a moment longer before pulling her into another soft kiss.

“All I want is for you to be happy and relaxed, Maxie. You being either of those things means the world to me.” She responded without missing a beat, the compassionate words melting his heart. Without thinking, he spoke four words he never thought he would say so soon.

“Ik houd van jou.”

“Max, you know I don’t speak Dutch.” She said with a giggle. It took him a moment to even realize what he had said, and another few seconds to gain the confidence to say it again, this time in English.

“I… I love you.”

Now it was her turn to freeze. She knew that she loved Max, she had since the moment he first kissed her, but she never expected him to say it first. Her brief moment of shock was sending a cold sweat up his spine. Before he had the chance to try and take it back, she responded.

“I love you too, Max. So, so, so much. I hope you’ll always remember that.” And with that, she pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss, the movie now long forgotten.

At this moment, he knew he loved her, and that he always would, for the rest of his days.

a/n ~ this one is very short, so i apologize for that. I don’t really know what to write anymore, and it is also finals weeks, so i am very tired. anyway, i hope you enjoy, despedida.

#max verstappen #formula 1 #f1 #relationship #fluff #happiness #cuteness #mv33 #mv1 #max verstappen x reader #x reader #fem reader #idk what tags to use #love ya <3

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ywpd-translations · 2 months

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Ride 763: The third year's start!!

Pag 2

1: Ten seconds until the start

Pag 3 /4

1: Let's run with everything we have!!

The last Inter High of the third year Sakamichi, start!!

Pag 5

1: Yeah!!

2: Let's go!!

3: Let's pour our whole guts into it!!

4: Yes!!

5: Let's go!!

6: Teh!!

Pag 6

1: The first day of the boy's Inter High competition in Fukuoka, starts now!!

It's here!!

Pag 7

1: All the cyclists are beginning to run, with the big bridge connecting Kyushu and Honshu through the Kanmon Straits in the back!!

Goo!

Waa, splendid!!

Do your best!!

Pag 8

1: The entrance of Kyushu, here from Moji city in Kitakyushu, going south, they'll fight for three days

Gooo

It's Sohoku!

Yeah!!

2: Waaaaa

The wind is so strong!

The cyclists are so close!

So fast!

Pag 9

1: Kumadai you can do it!

Fukuokaa!!

Their fight will unfold on the stage of Kyushu's nature!!

2: There are so many cyclists

Which team will win?

3: The one you need to pay attention to in the first place, is the one in the front with yellow jerseys

Pag 10

1: Chiba's representative, the two times in a row champion, Sohoku

The third year they call “Mountain King” took the top goal two years in a row!!

Huh... then it's decided already!!

2: Another one is the one with the blue jersey, Kanagawa's Hakone Academy

They were the team that kept winning before, and they're so strong they say that in that team “everyone is an ace”

Huuh... that's amazing too

Pag 11

1: Then there's Kyoto representative, with the purple jerseys, Kyoto Fushimi, who make the race unpredictable every time!!You can already feel their peculiar tenacity!!

They look scary

2: So those three!?

Well, yeah, but rumor has it that this year the mountain bike champion is participating, too

4: MTB!? The off-road one!?

That's right!!

5: And I guess the local Kyushu team won't keep quiet, and Hiroshima is strong too

There's a strong element of uncertainty in road racing

There are a lot of people, and the distance to cover and the time are long too

6: It's not the stronger one who always win

Huh

It's always been said that....

Pag 12

1: Until the finish line is crossed and the race is over, you never know what can happen during a road race!!

Pag 13

1: Hyoo... there's so many people, teh

2: They're all waving their hands, teh!!

Ahhh.... so many people, the scale is so different from the prefectural qualification, teh

3: What's wrong, newbie!! Hahaha

Ka-Kaburagi-san!!

4: It started

Huh!?

5: Finally, the Inter High!!

Pag 14

1: I'll show everyone here what I can do!! Take a look, newbie!!

2: This is the genius Kaburagi Issa's!! Super Special Strong-

3: Start Dash!!

Listen up, Rokudai

Yessir, teh

The red on the referee car means we can't surpass it

Pag 15

1: As long as that racket-like thing is red, this is a parade run

2: Until it gets turned round and becomes green, the race is in a neutral situation

Horuaaa

It means we have to run slowly and safely

3: There's no point in jumping ahead here

And if someone did that, he's just an idiot

Are you watching me, Aoyagi-san!! Haha

Teh... Aoyagi... san..

I'll surpass the care ahead of us!!

4: Once it becomes green, the speed will increase

Don't fall behind

5: Ye... yessir, teh!!

6: Hahaha I guess I left them behind of quite a lot

Waaa!? They're still right behind me!? Imaizumi-san, you're so fast!!

Choose a senpai to refer to

Ah.. huh... yessir, teh...

Pag 16

3: We've pretty much passed the residential area, teh

The parade will go on for a few more kilometers

4: Once we get on a wider road and can confirm it's safe, then there's the real start

Ohh

Pag 17

1: My first Inter High....

What on earth is it... the Inter High....

2: Ahh... my heart is pounding, teh...

Yeah, enjoy the scenery and the heart pounding while you still can

3: Teh!?

4: Once the race starts you won't have time to look at the scenery or take a breath

6: You- you have enough time to take a breath

Ro- Rokudai-kun

Don't bully the first year, Hotshot

7: Onoda-san!!

Pag 18

1: Only a little

3: Almost... none... the Inter High!!

I see... teh

Onoda-kun... you were even worst than Hotshot now..

Huh!?

The Inter H...igh sounds harsh

4: No, uhm

Uhm, it is

5: It's incredibly hard

It's so hard you could collapse

6: Your whole body falls apart and you can't even take a breath!!

Fall apart...!!

He's really putting the boot in...

Pag 19

1: But we run with all our strength

2: with everyone supporting each other

3: If we connect

Connect...

4: and we run until the end with all our might

7: When everything is over and we look back at it

Pag 20

1: We'll feel like it a really irreplaceable time

2: That difficult moment

Pag 21

1: When we were angry, frustrated, or when we smiled

We'll remember everything

2: Then, we'll think that we're happy we didn't give up

3: “Think”....

“Wish”....

4: That's....

Pag 22

1: That's the Inter High!!

3: If there are people who have “power” in their words

4: For me, it's this person

I've been thinking it since I've met him

5: Are you... in trouble?

Follow me

6: He usually seems unreliable when he talks, and there are times when he's awkward, but

… yes

Pag 23

1: His words always strike my core!!

Yessir!! Teh!!

That's right, Onoda-kun

You're right, Onoda

You can bet on it..!!

Yes!!

Pag 24

1: Thank you so much, teh

For bringing me, who didn't know anything, in such a brilliant and heart shaking world!!

Pag 25

1: Huh!? Everyone else too!! You were listening!?

Ah... uhm.. I was talking to Rokudai-kun...

2: Hahaha, we heard

3: And thanks to it, I'm all fired up!!

Don't get fired up more than this or you'll turn into ashes quickly

4: I-I'll run with everything I have, teh!!

5: So that you can fulfill

6: your dearest wish you told us about when we were coming here on the ship!!

Pag 26

1: “Dearest wish”

5: Yokosuka-Kokura ferry, off the coast of Kochi Prefecture

7: Well, the schedule after we arrive is roughly like this

Remember it yourself

Yes

Pag 27

1: Now if you get too excited you'll only get tired, and now it's okay to relax

Get a good night's sleep today, when you wake up tomorrow we'll go ashore

Yes!

2: Onoda, you want to say anything?

Huh!?

5: Let's... let's do our best

6: Yessir!!

Yes!!

On!!

7: Good night

Good night!!

8: Can I ask one last thing?

Pag 28

1: Earlier, Naruko-san said that our objective for this Inter High is to get our “third consecutive victory”

To be on par with Hakogaku, who is the only team to ever win three times in a row in the history of the Inter High

4: I agree, I also think we have to do it

But I there's one thing I'm curious about, and I don't think it's been asked yet

5: Onoda-san, what's your objective this year?

What are you running in the Inter High for?

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 763 #thia chapter is basically sohoku bullying roku-chan asdfyggjtrdjt #i love them so muuuuuch #onoda and his adorable inspirational cringe speech!#and he thought no one but rokudai was listening to him lmao #as if onoda theyre all down for you #btw!! last page!! we all know hes going to say he wants to race against manami (and kiji but mostly manami)#for a mountain stage and not for the final goal #its what they told each other last year #i really hope they manage to do it this year #so on this first day everyone is going to make sure that they have their chance! and so the mountain stage will be #between the two of them! and itll be a parallel to the makishima vs toudou race on the first day of the first ih #and its gonna be amazing #please watanabe make it happen my boys deserve it

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silent-raven13 · 5 months

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Power Trip

"Got me up all night," Hobie sang to himself "All I'm singin' is love songs" He fiddle with his guitar remembering the song he listened with Miles. Some rap song from a famous rapper from the young lad's world, apparently Miles enjoys this J. Cole's music.

Meanwhile, he's here lying on his bed playing on his guitar while singing this tune. His body in a bright shade of pink, he felt flustered about what happen earlier today.

-Few hours ago-

The seventeen year old punker casually walking around Spider Society with a lit cigarette in his mouth, his dark eyes seeing all the Spider-heroes going about their day. It's a busy day like always, this time there is a good amount of Spider-heroes frantically passing by the punker trying to get on their missions.

"Pfft, poor blokes." Hobie grunts to himself at the idea these Spider-heroes are so easily brainwashed into the system. It's ridiculous. He's still surprised after everything happen with Miles and Spot, they would open their eyes with the way Miguel is controlling them.

He took his almost finished cigarette tossing it across the floor just because! Fuck the establishment!

It's such a damn how easily fooled these Spider-heroes are. He wonders why he's still- "Da-Da-dadda Da! Hm-mm MmMm," Hearing someone softly singing to themselves.

"What's dis?" He asked himself knowing that voice. He looks below the edge of the floor to find Miles sitting with legs crossed on an empty space. He had wireless earbuds on and drawing on his sketchbook being on his lap.

Hobie couldn't help himself, he uses his web shooter to launch a web to a high ceiling. Then he launch himself to swing up toward his Sunflower. He hears Miles softly singing, "Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?" The punker tilted his head as he landed on his two feet behind his crush singing about love.

Miles confidently sings, "Baby, I want you to want me!" His singing isn't good, but he does love to sing along being in tune with the song.

Hobie couldn't help but chuckle at the way the sixteen year old rocks his upper body side to side. "Haha," He playfully tap Miles' left shoulder, then he jumps from being startled at the touch.

"Ah!" Miles' Spider sense went frizzy which made the punker use his own Spider sense to calm down him. "Oh shit, man! You scared me!" He had his sketch close to his chest, "Damn, I almost threw my sketchbook!"

Hobie smirks widely, "Hah, I never knew you were a scaredy cat, Sunflower." He went to sit next to Miles' right side. "I heard you singing." Miles took one of his earbuds off to listen to his friend.

"Oh god, you didn't!" Miles' face fell into a massive frown being so embarrassed. "Fuck, I thought I was high enough so no one would hear me! Ughh, this is mad embarrassing, man." He bites his bottom plump lip which got the punker to stare very hard on those lips.

"Nah, luv. You do what you love," Hobie casually said then smirks widely, "no matter if you sound like a screeching cat!"

"UGH, you're such a dick, man!" Miles playfully slap Hobie's arm before laughing at his friend's shady comment.

The punker leans back by the soft hit having to laugh out loud, then his mid-tone magazine paper started to turn slightly pink. "Easy, luv. I'm still sore from last mission."

"Oh pfft, you can't be sore! I was the one that got on that damn bull's back!" His crush scoffs by the mention of their last mission.

The Spider Band had to fight off three massive bull anomalies, which caused Miles riding one and landing in a nasty fall. He can still feel the aches on his sides. Hobie was slammed against a wall from one bull's horns. He was luckily those nasty sharp horns didn't stab him.

"Hey, you seem like you know what you were doing, mate. Riding that bull like it wasn't your first time." Hobie flirted having to imply something very dirty that made his Sunflower's face turned bashful.

"What? Pfft, no! I'm-I-I- that was my first time riding a bull." Miles could feel his cheeks burning up. "Stop being gross!"

"What? I didn't say anything... bad." Hobie smirks widely showing off his teeth, his right eyebrow raised high, "Are you implying something else, Sunflower?"

"No!" Miles lean back seeing Hobie getting close to his face. "Stop it, Hobie."

"What? I'm just lookin', luv."

"You're in my personal space." Miles' heart pound against his chest.

Hobie gave a slight nod, "Alright. Alright. Anyway, what were you listening to?" He took Miles' right earbud to put it close to his ear to hear anything, but there was no sound.

Miles went back to sketching in his sketchbook, "Heh, I paused it, dude. I was listening to J. Cole."

"Who?"

"J. Cole! You don't know who is J. Cole?" Miles asked out loud with his doe eyes widen.

"Mate, I know Sex Pistol... that's music." Hobie added

"Oh wait, my bad... you're on a different timeline. Um, in my world there's this famous rapper named J. Cole. His stuff is pretty good." He went on his Spotify to rewind the song he was listening to, "Here." His hand went to touch Hobie's hand making the punker's body turned bright pink. The slight touch of his Sunflower felt so beautifully warm and soft.

Miles's hand lightly took his earbud from Hobie's hand then put it in the punker's right ear. The Punker nuzzle against Miles' warm hand feeling it on his cheek. the two sitting closer now. Miles gently massage the punker's cheek, "Your like a cat."

"Oh yeah?" Hobie nuzzles some more, "Like this?"

"Hahaha, yeah." Miles giggles before scooting closer to Hobie's space. This time he's being bold wanting to feel the punker, to smell that musky, cigarette and cologne on him. Miles never liked the smell of cigarettes, but with Hobie, it smelled so good on him. It comforts the sixteen year old. "Hear this." He plays the song from his Smartphone.

Hobie placed his arm around Miles' narrow shoulders pulling him close. This time he's also being bold. He wanted to smell Miles' sweet mango tropical Shea Butter, and sweet vanilla scent. He always wonder why he smell so good, so sweet and a bit woody spice to it.

"Got me up all night. All I'm singin' is love songs" The song plays making Hobie's eyes focus on Miles, who's bobbing his head at the song. "She got me up all night. Constant drinkin' and love songs..."

Miles snuggle his body close against the punker while swaying himself as he sing along, "She got me up all night..." Hobie admiring lovingly at his Sunflower's soft singing, "Down and out with these love songs..."

"She got me up all night. Drownin' out with these love songs," The song plays while Hobie made his first move to lift Miles' chin up.

"Hmm? What's up?" Miles innocently asked.

Hobie slowly got close enough to Miles' lips, so close that his lower lip gently tap against Miles' bottom lip. Then he quickly pulled away being a coward. No, he can't. Miles is his friend. "Nuthin' luv."

The young Spider-man pouts, "Oh..." He expected a kid, he felt so prepare with his eyes being closed and waiting for the magic. Damn.... Oh well, Miles lay his head on Hobie's chest while drawing.

The two sat in silence while listening to Miles' playlist. Hobie's hand covering his lower mouth still kicking himself for backing out on that kiss.

"Would you believe me if I said I'm in love?" Hobie mentally sang along to the song, he didn't think he would like it so much. Especially when his Sunflower is in his arms, "Baby, I want you to want me!"

Miles glanced up to find his crush lost in his thought, he decided to be bold. He wants that kiss! "Hobie."

"Hmm?" The punker's dark eyes snapped at the teenager Spider-man turning his body to be on his knees.

"Can you closed your eyes for a moment, please?" Miles innocently asked.

The punker did as he's told. The only person who can make him listen and follow instructions. He trusts his Sunflower. In mere darkness, he felt Miles' warm hands cupping his define jawline.

"What are you planning, Sunflower?"

"Just a little surprise... no peaking." Miles' voice rings his ears, his hands made his punker lean his head back to face toward him.

The young Spider-man took another sharp inhale. Alright, here it goes! He lean forward to plant his lips onto Hobie's full black painted lips.

The punker felt soft lips with the taste of honey, and berries. Wait, lips? His eyes snap wide open to find Miles kissing him. His whole body froze, the colors on his body quickly shifts into multiple rainbow colors, then blooming into Sunflowers and hearts images with bright pink colors. Then guitars rocking symbols pop out when he felt Miles deepening his kiss by adding a bit of tongue.

Such a sexy move. It made Hobie shudder with delight. His arms tightly wraps around his Sunflower's waist, then straight his posture to continue their kisses. His own mouth did the work too.

"Mmm!" Miles softly let out a moan.

Ohh, this new. Hobie felt his own body hot, his tongue flap against his Miles' tongue. "Mmm." He let out a low purr.

"Hmphhemph," Miles gave out a throaty chuckle, before his eyes slowly open to find Hobie's eyes meeting him. He slowly pulled away from his mouth. "Hobie, you promise!"

He felt so embarrassed.

Hobie lick his lips knowing his lipstick is a mess by the way Miles' lips were stained. "I wanted to see you, luv."

"Hmph!" Miles huffs.

"Don't be like that, darling. You kiss so beautifully."

"You're just trying to get another from me." Miles pouts at his crush.

Hobie snuggles against his Sunflower, "And? Why would that be bad?" He made Miles look at him, "Hmm?"

"It's not."

"Then? I would like another, luv."

Miles giggles before lifting his crush's face to lean in another kiss, his phone rang out loud. "Oh shit, I... I gotta go. I have to be home before my mom gets back. Maybe next time." He give Hobie a quick peck on the lips before gathering his sketchbook and backpack to rush off.

Hobie's body still pink from the kiss as he watched his Sunflower opening a portal to go back home.

-present-

"He got me open all night" Hobie sang out loud as he sat outside on the roof of his boat house, "All I'm singin' is love songs..." He stood daze thinking about that kiss. That delicious, addictive kiss.

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