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jyoongim · 3 months

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~Blood & BLISS~

Human!Alastor x wife!Reader

Themes: 1930 based! Human!Alastor x wife!Reader, domestic life! fluff, smut, devotion, slight manipulation, mention of children, pregnancy, blood, murder, secrets

chapter two

Synopsis: Marrying New Orleans famous radio host had been a shocker to everyone. You, a southern belle from an esteemed family, had somehow managed to catch the attention of the mysterious bachelor.

Your wedding was all in the papers and talk of the town, even though the ceremony was rather private.

You quickly settled in as the homemaker as Alastor brought home the dough and took care of you.

It was a dream come true.

But Alastor was strange, even to you and you were his wife, but you brushed it off as him just being a man. You had nothing to complain about. You lived in a nice big house, had the finest luxuries, and Alastor would dote on you. What wasn’t to love?

Well… all those things were nice, but you were starting to crave a family with your husband.

You knew of Alastor’s upbringing and had an inkling that children might not be an option…but Alastor wouldn’t deny you what you desired most would he? Of course not ma belle.

Alastor prided himself on how people often wondered about him. The renowned radio host, who the public rarely saw. He was a mystery to many. He frequented jazz lounges and often could be found drinking whiskey as he listened to the Mimzy gossip about the latest news.

He, himself was shocked when he met you, the prettiest thing in the city. He had to have you. He knew you were the one.

Like the gentleman he was, he sent you flowers and love letters to begin courting you. He never tired of how shy you were around him.

It wasn’t long before he asked your father for your hand and the two of you got hitched.

And what a wedding it was! he spared no expense to your disapproval.

Alastor was the epitome of what every husband inspired to be!

Doting, providing, and attentive.

But he had a secret he kept from his little wife…

Can he maintain control over his domestic affairs and his sinister ones?

Soft jazz played in the background as you busied around the kitchen preparing dinner. The sizzling of the oil carried the scent of fried chicken as you chopped collards and added them to another pan to fry.

You hummed along to whatever song was playing as you cooked.

You took the chicken out of the grease, poured some of it in a can for later and used the rest to make cornbread. You stirred the collards a bit, adding pepper and a little salt before turning the stove off. You glanced at the clock; 6pm, Alastor should be coming home soon.

After putting everything in pretty dishes and wrapping it in foil you sighed tiredly as you finally got off your feet, plopping down on a couch.

You almost wanted to go back into the kitchen and clean up, but thought to just wait after dinner to do so.

You perked as your radio made a noise, static as if the channel had changed, before the voice of your husband came through.

”Well folks that is all. I have for you tonight! I hope you enjoyed today’s broadcast and I will see you tomorrow. I wouldn’t want to be late for dinner nonono haha. Until next time!”

You smiled, feeling happy he wasn’t going to stay at the studio all night.

With that in mind, you quickly ran upstairs to freshen up, wanting to greet your husband without the smell of grease clinging to you.

“I’m home!” A voice called as the sound of the front door closing had you rushing downstairs.

Alastor was taking off his coat, when you greeted him “Oh let me take that” you smiled, grabbing his coat to put it away. He let out a relieved sigh as he removed his shoes and put them by the door. Once comfortable, his long arms were around your waist, pulling you into a kiss “And how was my beautiful wife today hmm?” He asked bringing a dainty hand to his lips. You giggled “Oh nothing worth mentioning. How was work today? I heard you signing off. I hate that I missed tonight’s broadcast” you mused, untying his bow tie. Alastor hummed “oh you know same ole same ole, through I will say I got a lot of fan mail today” he chuckled as you rolled your eyes. He took a whiff of the air and grinned “Hmm looks like I actually made it in time for dinner”

You both made your way to the kitchen and you immediately went to fix his plate, while he got glasses out of the cabinet and some red wine.

Alastor practically had drool coming out of his mouth as the smell of food wafted into his nose. You took a seat across from him and smiled. “My my my dear what a meal youve prepared tonight!” He commented as he took a bite out of the cornbread, moaning in delight.

It always filled your heart with happiness seeing Alastor eat your food. When you first got married, you didn’t have a clue on how to cook. It was rather embarrassing, but you had grown up with personal cooks.

But Alastor didn’t mind teaching you, and soon enough you were whipping up delicious meals that filled his stomach, rather than upset it.

Dinner was quiet as the two of you enjoyed each others company, Alastor making comments about the lastest gossip he had heard and you catching him on the neighborhood gossip. “Oh before I forget, Mimzy wants to know if you wanted to swing by the lounge this weekend. Something about I keep you to myself too much” Alastor laughed, swiping at his mouth. You laughed, that sounded like Mimzy. Always hoping to get a chance at you singing on stage so she could make a few extra bucks. “Well tell ‘er not this weekend, I have plans to host a few of the ladies for book club. Rosie is sure to have some gossip I’ve missed.”

Alastor quirked a brow “You sure dear? I fear Mimzy will chew me a new one if she don’t get to see ou” You mulled it over “Well book club usually don’t take that long and its during tea time so I guess I don’t mind gracing the lounge with my presence” you giggled, getting up and taking your empty dishes to the sink. Alastor followed you and quickly swatted your hands as you reached to turn the sink on.

“Now now my dear, you spent all evening cooking the least I can do is wash the dishes. The chef shouldn’t cook and clean” he nudged you away from the sink as you pouted.

It never ceased to amazed you that Alastor took on household chores. Most husbands had their wives cook and clean, but not your Alastor.

He didn’t like you to tire out from maintaining the home all day.

You pressed a kiss to his cheek in thanks and told him you’ll be upstairs getting ready for bed.

You had just finished rolling your hair when Alastor came up to your bedroom. You sighed as you sunk into the cool cotton sheets, finally relaxing for the day. You didn’t realized you had quickly fell asleep until feeling Alastor slide into bed beside you, arm pulling you to tuck you into his side and rest your head on his chest.

You happily cuddled into him, breathing in his scent as the sound of his heartbeat lulled you back to sleep.

A yawn passed your lips as began to fall asleep

”Goodnight”

”Sleep tight dear”

”Don’t let the bedbugs bite”

”haha see you in the morning light love” he whispered pressing a kiss to your forehead as you sighed, chest heaving in deep breaths.

Alastor smiled at your sleeping face; how lucky was he to have a sweet wife who worked so hard while he was gone. His eyes grew heavy as he listened to your soft snores.

What bliss. He wouldn’t give this up for anything in the world.

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NOTE: aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh why and how did my mind conjure this when I have other things to write eeeeeeehhhh!!!!!!!

Anyway….this is gonna be ANOTHER short story hehehe. Since I wrote it on a whim it might take some time for me to post the next part but I hope y’all enjoy it nevertheless!

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h00nerz · 7 months

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law of attraction!

masterlist | 1k celebration

pairing: fem!reader x choi soobin

genre: angst kinda, rivals to lovers, law student!soobin, law student!reader, pining, kinda fluffy at the end

word count: 3.6k

warnings: soobin is a lil mean sometimes, veeerry suggestive, but that’s it i think

prompt(s): #33 — “i can’t pretend anymore.” #34 — “you’re all i can think about.” #49 — “i can’t get you out of my head.” “…thanks?”

requested: “hii!! i hope ur doing well <3 could i req 33, 34, 49 and 50?? thank u <333333333” — anon

authors note: haha another enemies to lovers! tbf it’s not my fault most of the requests were enemies to lovers themed. anyways i had been wanting to do a law intern thing for someone for a long time and i thought it would fit for soob! i got a lil carried away while writing this LOL i hope u enjoy!!

IN LIFE, THERE WAS ONLY THREE THINGS YOU WERE SURE OF. First, sparkling water is stupid. Just drink soda or water instead, there’s no point in pretending you’re better than anyone else when in reality it’s just that you can’t pick a side! The second thing you knew was you were born to be a lawyer. Arguing was in your blood, there was no doubt you were going to make an incredible attorney one day. The third and final thing that you knew for certain was that you hated Choi Soobin.

Freaking Choi Soobin. In the past, you never thought you’d be the kind of person to have a nemesis. The whole concept of having an enemy seemed childish, and like something that only happened in movies. But, then you met Soobin, and everything changed. You hated him, and his smug little attitude, and he hated you, too.

You know, there was actually a point in time where you didn’t hate Soobin. It sounds crazy, but there was actually a time you might have called him a friend. Back when you were just a baby-faced girl, fresh out of high school and filled with excitement for your first college course. Soobin sat next to you, and you bonded over your desire to one day go to law school. But, then he betrayed you when he told the guy you liked, Hwang Hyunjin, that he saw you kissing the TA for your class, and from that moment on, Choi Soobin was your enemy.

And of course, as your enemy, he just had to apply to intern at the same firm as you. He had followed you to the same law school, so it was no surprise he followed you there, too. But you were starting to grow tired of his ever looming presence. After you graduated, you wouldn’t be surprised if he got a job at the same place as you, just to piss you off.

After a long morning of sorting through the mess of files in the basement of the office, it was finally time for your lunch break. You had been standing with your shoulders hunched over for hours, and you were positive your back was about to break from the stress.

“Y/N!” One of the only other interns in the office, and your only friend in the office, Sumin, called out to you once you appeared back upstairs. “I thought you were out sick or something, where have you been?” She stood up from her desk and wandered over to you.

“I was exiled to the basement. There’s files from like, 20 years ago down there, it’s a mess.” You groaned as she followed you towards the break room, rubbing your shoulder as you walked.

Sumin winced. “Ooh, yeah. Sana was telling me about how when she was an intern here, she had to go down there once, and found a rat skeleton.”

“What?!” You gasped in horror, a little bit louder than you meant to. “That was like, ten years ago though, right? It must have been cleaned up since then, right? Because I don’t think I can work around dead rats, no matter how bad I need this internship.”

You heard a laugh from the corner of the break room, and felt yourself become filled with dread. With your jaw clenched tightly, you slowly turned to face the direction of the noise. There he was, sitting at the little table with a cup of ramen in front of him and his phone propped up in front of him.

“Soobin.” You glared at him. Sumin, bless her heart, tried to pretend she couldn’t sense the tension as she slowly opened up the door to the fridge.

“You know why they sent you to the basement, right, Y/N?” Soobin asked, raising his eyebrows at you.

“No, but I’m sure you’re about to tell me.” You rolled your eyes, turning to the fridge to fish out the salad you brought for lunch.

“Because they don’t trust you enough to do the important stuff.” He told you with an amused tone to his voice.

You spun around, slamming the fridge door behind you. “Really? Remind me, who did Taemin pick to help him with the Park case? Me! Not you!” You snapped, jabbing your finger in his direction pointedly.

“Y/N!” Sumin hissed your name scoldingly, as though he wasn’t the one who started it.

Soobin’s smug smile twisted into a scowl at your reminder. “That’s just because I had the flu and wasn’t here. You were just his second choice.”

You had successfully managed to get under his skin--which wasn’t very hard--and were satisfied as you sat down at one of the other tables with Sumin. “Sure, Soobin. Keep telling yourself that.”

He started to raise his hand, like he was going to make some sort of rude gesture at you, but flinched and tucked his hand beneath the table when someone else walked into the room. You furrowed your eyebrows together, and turned in your seat to see who it was. His ears must have been burning, because Taemin himself had decided to join the three of you.

“Oh, hi, guys.” He smiled at you as he walked over to the fridge. You glanced over at Soobin over Sumin’s shoulder. He was staring back at you, with his eyes narrowed and jaw clenched.

That was another thing about Soobin that had always bothered you. Especially in moments like now, where he looked like he was seconds away from murdering you, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it, he was extremely attractive. You had always thought so, even back a million years ago when you were friends. His dark eyes and his perfectly shaped lips just did something to you that you were slightly ashamed of.

You swallowed hard, diverting your attention down to your salad. You could already feel your skin becoming hot, and there was absolutely no way you could ever let Soobin get even an inkling that you might be attracted to him. It was just all so humiliating.

“Y/N, Soobin, I actually need to talk to the both of you. Could you meet me in my office after you finish lunch?” Taemin asked, and you immediately looked back over to Soobin to see if he knew what it was about. His eyebrows were furrowed together, though, and he looked just as confused as you.

“Um, do you mind me asking why?” You asked hesitantly, looking over at your boss.

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad. I just need your help with something.” He reassured the two of you wish a smile.

When he left the break room, you could hear Soobin grumbling in his corner. You wanted to ask him what he’d done to get you both in trouble, but you were also not in the mood to fight with him. Not when you had to go and face Taemin in just a few minutes. He said it was nothing bad, but you weren’t sure you believed him.

While you finished eating your food, Soobin stood by the doorway, huffing dramatically as he waited for you. Just for that, you took the smallest bites you could, which just made him even more annoyed. Sumin was clearly feeling very awkward as she ate her food, eyes flickering between you and Soobin like she was waiting for one of you to attack the other.

Once you had taken the final bite, Soobin stomped over, and grabbed your wrist to tug you out of your seat. “Clean up for her, will you, Sumin? I’m sure you already do that a lot.” He asked your friend, before dragging you out of the break room before you got the chance to protest.

Finally, you snatched your wrist free from his grip, rubbing the sore spot as you trailed after him in the direction of Taemin’s office. “Ugh, you’re such an ass, you know that?” You murmured.

“Me? You’re the one purposefully taking forever when our boss is literally waiting for both of us.” He snapped at you.

You don’t say anything else, worried that someone else in the office might hear your childish squabble.

When the two of you finally reached Taemin’s office, Soobin opened the door, and you’re shocked when he gestured for you to walk in first. Then, you remembered how much of a suck-up he is, and that your boss was on the other side. You shot him a glare as you walked in.

“Oh, good! You’re here!” Taemin greeted the two of you. “Please, sit.”

You obliged him, sitting down on the small couch across from his desk. Soobin sat down as well, and you immediately noticed his leg pressed up against your own. The same heat you felt before spread across your skin like a wildfire, and you cleared your throat.

“So, as you know, the Kang vs. Choi trial is happening next week. Now, Jun was supposed to be in charge of sorting through all the files and compiling them into binders, but his appendix burst and he had to get surgery.” He rolled his eyes, as though Jun was just being dramatic.

“So, now I have fifteen boxes full of papers that need to be sorted through… And I need to get them to the Court tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?!” You blurted out, eyes wide.

Taemin nodded. “I know, it’s short notice, but Jun claims he had been ‘busy’ and was ‘getting around to it’ before his appendix burst. So, I was hoping you two would be willing to stay late tonight and finish his work.”

“Tonight?! But—“ Soobin started, but was cut off by Taemin.

“You don’t have to do it. I’m more than happy to ask one of the other interns. I figured you two would just like the opportunity to help me out with this…”

“Absolutely yes, Taemin! I can’t speak for Soobin, but I would be delighted to help you with this!” You might as well have held up your hand in salute from how militaristic your answer came out.

Soobin glared at you. “Yes, I am also very willing to help you.” He said as formally as possible, but he couldn’t hide the slight annoyance in his tone.

Taemin smiled. “Great! I’ll have Jisung bring up the boxes, then you can get to work later!” He told you, which you took as your cue to leave.

Soobin trailed after you as you left the office and started to return to your desks. “I can’t believe he’s making us work all night to sort through a bunch of boxes.” He muttered.

“What, did you have a hot date tonight, or something?” You teased, glancing at him over your shoulder.

He raised an eyebrow. “Why? Are you jealous?” He asked, and you immediately scoffed in response.

“Why in the world would I be jealous? If anything I would feel bad for whatever poor soul has been tricked into a date with you.” You quickly snapped back at him.

“Whatever you say, Y/N.” He said with a sigh.

You hated that a small, minuscule part of you was happy he didn’t have a date.

BY THE TIME EVERYONE ELSE HAD CLEARED OUT OF THE OFFICE, you and Soobin had managed to get through seven boxes. It was nine o’clock at night, and the exhaustion, as well as the hunger was starting to hit you. You still had eight boxes to go through, and you weren’t sure how you were going to make it through the night.

“God, I’m so hungry.” You muttered as you picked through the papers in the box you were currently working on.

You expected him to make some snarky comment or something, but he didn’t. Instead he just let out a small hum in agreement. “Me too. Should we try ordering some food?” He suggested.

You nodded, then made the mistake of glancing over at him. At some point during your sorting, he had lost his tie, unbuttoned his shirt down to the middle of chest, and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. His dark hair, which had been meticulously styled when he came into work that morning, was now a disheveled mess. There was a thin sheen of sweat that glistened against his skin. He looked way too good under the soft glow of the office lighting.

“Sure. If anywhere is even open.” You replied, eyes flickering back down to your box.

“I know a good place. I order from there all the time when I’m working late.” He said plainly.

“You work late a lot?” You asked as you pulled out a thick stack of papers.

“Yeah. I mean, don’t you?”

“Of course I do. I just… I dunno, assumed that you had other things to do besides work…” You shrugged.

He leaned back against the table he was working at as he worked on ordering food on his phone. “Why would you assume that?” He glanced up at you with furrowed eyebrows.

“I don’t know. I guess I just thought that a good looking guy like you would have a bunch of girlfriends and friends to hang out with.” You felt your face grow warm as you worked, once again avoiding his gaze like it was the plague.

He laughed. “Yeah, I wish. I’m way too busy for that…” His voice trailed off, and you could feel him look up from his phone to look at you. “You think I’m a good looking guy?”

You shook your head, while you started tapping the papers against the table to straighten them out. “No, I didn’t mean it like I think you’re good looking. Just, like, you’re objectively a good looking guy. I think. Sumin thinks you’re good looking. Not me, I definitely don’t—“ Your hand got too close to the paper, and you felt the edge slice straight through your palm.

You hissed loudly, dropping the papers onto the table. “Stupid fucking paper.” You muttered to yourself, and Soobin wasted no time rushing to your side.

“Did you cut yourself? Do you need me to go get a bandaid or something?”

“No, it’s fine. I just need to go and rinse it off.” You told him, trying to push past him in the direction of the bathroom. He pressed one of his big hands against your shoulder to stop you.

“Just let me get you a bandaid.” He rolled his eyes at you. “I think Sana keeps some in her desk…” He mumbled as he started digging through the said woman’s drawers.

You huffed, turning around to lean back against the desk. “You better hurry. I think I’m about to bleed out and die.” You called out to him.

He glanced up to give you that same annoyed look he always seemed to wear around you. “Maybe I should let you. Then I wouldn’t have to put up with you everyday.”

“But then who would keep you on your toes?” You asked pointedly. He finally found a bandaid, and started walking back over. “Admit it, Soobin. You need me.”

He didn’t say anything, instead focusing on opening up the bandaid. He held out his hand, gesturing for you to put yours in, which you did hesitantly. He had really soft hands.

You watched as he gently pulled off the tabs of the bandage, then laid it across your palm. He used one of his long, slender fingers to smooth it down and make it stick.

It wasn’t until he glanced back up at you when you realized how close he was to you. His dark eyes met your own, and you had the instinct to look away, but something about his gaze had you entranced, and you couldn’t look away, no matter how hard you tried.

“Fuck,” he breathed out, hanging his head down. He took a step back from you, and it felt like a warmth had disappeared. You blinked at him as he ran a hand through his hair. “I can’t pretend anymore, Y/N.”

“What do you mean?” You asked quietly, although you had a feeling you knew exactly what he meant, because it was the same thing you were thinking.

“I can’t pretend like you’re not all I can think about. At work, at home, at school, I can’t get you out of my head.” He confessed, and for a second the insecure part of you thought he might have been saying all of this as some sort of cruel joke, but the look in his eyes told you it wasn’t.

“Thanks…?” You played stupid, tilting your head at him. You needed him to just come out and say it, to confirm you weren’t crazy, and what was happening was really happening.

He let out a frustrated sigh. “When we were freshmen… And I told Hwang Hyunjin you were kissing the TA…”

Your ears perked up. Was he finally going to explain what that was all about, after all these years?

“It was because Hyunjin told me he was planning to ask you out. And I got jealous because I wanted to ask you out, but was too scared to do it.”

Oh.

“You did?” You asked quietly.

He nodded. “Of course I did. You were smart, funny, and gorgeous, of course I wanted to ask you out.” He was avoiding your eyes now, his cheeks tinted pink.

“And… How do you feel about me now?”

“I feel like you’re incredibly annoying, and sometimes you’re a bit of a know-it-all, and some days you dress sort of like a grandma—“

“Hey!”

“—but I also think you’re smart, probably smarter than me. And you still manage to make me laugh. And even though you do dress like a grandma…”

Your heart jumped up into your throat when he started walking back over to you, getting just as close to you as he had been before. But then he got even closer, leaning down so his lips were aligned with your ear.

“…You look like a sexy grandma.” He whispered in a low, sultry voice.

You immediately burst into laughter. “Oh wow, Soobin, you really know how to get a girl going.” You told him with a laugh, and he leaned back to look at you with narrowed eyes.

“Shut up.” He murmured while you continued to giggle.

“Here, let me show you how it’s done, okay?” You wrapped your fingers around the collar of his shirt, and gave it a tug so you could lean in close to him. You didn’t say anything for a moment, just letting yourself catch your breath.

“Are you just going to breathe in my ear the entire time?” Soobin asked in an irritated tone.

You shook your head. “No. I’m going to tell you, that right now, with your sleeves rolled up…” You gently dragged your fingernails against his bare forearms, and you felt him shiver. “And your shirt unbuttoned…” Your hand traveled upwards to trail across his exposed collarbone. “And your messy hair…” You reached around to brush your fingers against the hair on the nape of his neck.

“You look incredibly sexy.”

He leaned back and immediately bent back down to connect your lips to his. He kissed you harshly, like you were the only thing that could cure his hunger. His big hands found home on your hips, while your own nestled themselves deeper in his hair. Just like you had predicted, his lips were perfect for kissing.

One of his hands let go of your waist, and you heard a scuffle behind you. For a brief moment, you pulled away from the kiss to see what was going on, just to find he had slid everything off of your desk. With it all clear, his hands wrapped around your thighs, and he lifted you up onto the desk and slotted himself between your legs.

He went back to kissing you like a mad man, using one arm to hold you close against him by your waist and the other to stabilize himself against the desk. Your fingers moved quickly across the buttons of his shirt, undoing each one until the shirt was completely open. As you started to trace your fingers against his abdomen, he slid the hand that was wrapped around your waist under your shirt, practically burning against your bare skin.

Just as he was starting to prod at your lips with his tongue, there was a loud banging noise, which caused you to help and immediately cling onto Soobin.

“Oh my god! We’re gonna die! The killers always go for the people making out first!” You wail, digging your fingers into his collar to keep him close to you.

He rolled his eyes. “I take back what I said about you being smart.” He said with a sigh, and you gasped loudly.

“Shut up, you ass!” You hissed at him, smacking his chest and pulling away from him.

He gave you a lopsided smile. “Kidding. Anyways, I’m pretty sure it’s just our food.” He told you with a sigh, staring down at you while his thumb brushed against your swollen lip.

You shivered. “I guess we can always… Finish this later, right?” You asked quietly. As much as it pained you, you were still starving, and had lots of work left to do.

He pouted. “Promise?”

You nodded, then sat up to gently press your lips against his. As you sat back, you smiled at his dazed expression. “I promise.”

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blackhairedjjun · 2 months

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love flew away - k.th

pairing: kang taehyun x gn reader | genre / tropes: soft angst, amicable breakup, boxer!taehyun | word count: 1.1k | warnings: mentions of food and alcohol, pet names (love), heartbreak

part of my 300 followers event (event masterlist)

prompts - OVER?: after a mutually reluctant (and unwanted but necessary) break-up, the sender calls/visits the receiver and tells them that they’re still in love with them. + VOICEMAIL: sender leaves a voicemail on the receiver’s phone after failing to get through to them, and reveals their love for them. (requested by @probably-too-obssessed - "Also the prompt says mutual break up for Over but can it be tweaked to Taehyun breaking up with Reader for some unavoidable reason instead? Tysm and I'd be happy with whatever you write! Congrstulations again!")

author's note: hello!! i'm not sure if this is what you had in mind, taehyun is the one who initiates the breakup with the reader but it's still friendly on both ends...? so yeah haha. also i listened to love flew away by laufey & adam melchor as inspiration for this and i got carried away and wrote 1k, oops. but i hope you enjoy!!

taehyun took you out to dinner on your last day as a couple.

had it not been for the breakup he had decided on a week ago, it would have felt like just another blissful date with him. he ordered all your favorite dishes and asked about your day as you waited for the orders, his wide eyes shining with affection while you chatted on. his hand rested on top of yours on the table, warm and inviting, his slender fingers intertwining with yours halfway through the meal. and when he smiled that adorable little smile of his in between his silly remarks, you felt your heart growing light in your chest.

the evening finished off with a little wine, and you drank just enough to keep your senses while bathing the rest of the evening in the haze of a dream. and with taehyun squeezing your hand and gazing at you with shining eyes, you really did feel like you were in a dream that you couldn’t wake from.

he wrapped your jacket around your shoulders as you left the restaurant and waited for a cab. he linked his arms around yours and stood close by to keep you from swaying too much, and the warmth of his side kept you grounded.

“my flight leaves early in the morning,” he said.

“i know…”

you turned to him and were surprised to see tears brimming in his eyes. taehyun didn’t cry much, but he looked at you so solemnly that the gravity of everything began to crash down on you. you met his gaze and when you touched your cheek, you realized that your own tears were starting to fall too.

“y/n…” he grabbed both your hands in his, giving them a firm squeeze. “i’m sorry i had to do this.”

you attempted to croak out another “i know,” but your voice broke before you could get the words out. your tears flowed so much that your vision blurred, and you choked back a sob.

he moved forward and held you close, one hand patting your back gently and the other still grasping onto your hand. you buried your head in his chest and sobbed as you inhaled his scent for the last time. he wore the cologne you had gifted him for his birthday, fresh and musky but a little sweet, and the memory of the gift made you sob harder.

the two of you said nothing for several moments. taehyun repeated another “i’m sorry, love” into your hair and squeezed you a bit tighter. the top of your head felt damp as his own tears fell more freely.

you had remained calm in the week since he announced the breakup; it had been a perfectly rational decision that suited the both of you. taehyun was moving overseas to continue training for his boxing career, and he knew that you had no intentions of moving with him when your own career was starting to take off. he hated the thought of a long-distance relationship that neither of you wanted, and just imagining the loneliness and the arguments that would result from it made him shudder. so when he proposed that you two break up while you were still on good terms, you agreed.

it makes perfect sense, you told yourself; if you had stayed together, you both would have been unhappy. but now, sobbing in his arms and feeling his heartbeat for the last time, a different kind of unhappiness wrapped around you. already you could feel the cold of not having him by your side, the silence from not listening to him chatter about something he had read, the emptiness of losing the man you loved with your whole being for two years. you held onto him tightly, as if doing so would keep the future would coming and let him stay.

when your tears finally subsided, you lifted your head to meet taehyun’s eyes. his forehead rested on yours and he lifted a hand to brush away a lingering tear from your cheek. you closed your eyes, savoring the small act of affection, and he leaned in for one last kiss.

his lips felt gentler on yours than they had ever been.

一

you barely slept that night, and in the first hours of the morning you and taehyun exchanged your last texts goodbye before he was due for his flight. he had left for the airport with his training team, no outsiders allowed, so you wished him farewell from the solitude of your room.

your emotions came in waves in those hours. just when you thought you were finally at peace with the end of your relationship, the ache in your heart would start up once again, and the pain filled your senses so much that it would keep you from sleeping. the flood of emotions subsided for good only later that morning; your energy crashed and you fell asleep in an instant despite the bright sun outside. when you awoke it was already well into the afternoon.

you lifted your head from the bed and reached for the phone on your nightstand, barely getting up to do so. taehyun usually sent you a text as soon as he arrived somewhere new, and though it made no sense to expect one from him 一 as of today, he and you were no longer a couple 一 your heart still jumped in expectation out of sheer habit. maybe, just maybe, he had sent one last text... one more “one last”...

what you did not expect was an unread voicemail.

you pressed to listen, and the sound of taehyun’s voice alone was enough to bring you to tears.

hey, y/n. so i finally landed here... i tried calling you but you didn’t pick up. i just wanted to tell you thank you for these last two years. i wish we had more time together but... (a sigh.) i was happy, i really was. you have no idea how amazing of a person you are... you’re incredibly caring, you brighten people’s days, you always listen to me and you work hard not just for yourself but for the people you care about. including me... and i hope that you, well, you stay the amazing person i fell in love with. no, i know you will be. and i hope you’ll be happy always. um, that’s all... (his voice breaks.) no, that’s not all. i love you, y/n. i love you.

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piratefishmama · 6 months

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Fake it till you Make it | Part 20

So now, he was sat in a car, with a rich older man.

To some little queer boys, this would be a dream come true, especially since the older man wasn’t half bad in terms of looks, that all American square jaw, strong nose, the works. Plus… rich.

But this wasn’t a rich older man whisking him away, no, this was Steve Harrington’s regularly absent father taking him grocery shopping.

It’d been a wild day.

“So…” Eddie didn’t do well with silence. Silence never sat right with him. Had to fill it somehow, be it with silly noises, random singing, or conversation with any person in his vicinity. “They uhm, they do that often?”

“It’s a family thing, I think we’re all as bad as each other.” At least he was self-aware, the eldest Harrington still watching the road as they drove through the small town, he knew where he was going though, each turn done as if he’d driven the route enough to do it blindfolded. “Lynda’s a lawyer so, that should explain that” loved being right, it was her job to be right, even if she was actually wrong, she had to make out like she was right and she did it well. “I’m a middle child” explained both everything and nothing at all, “and Steven… I think he got a little bit of both of us. I’d have thought you’d be used to that though, since you’re dating him.”

“Ah-haha, I mean… don’t get me wrong, I’ve always known about Steve’s uhm… how to phrase this… mean girl streak?” John snorted a little laugh, emboldened, Eddie continued, “he’s like everyone’s disappointed mother, always with the little—” Eddie shifted in his seat, just about managing to put his hands on his hips and cock them weirdly in place “pose that he does when he’s oh so very disappointed in you. I used to thrive on it back in high school, whenever he’d catch Tommy H or the other basketball goons bullying the kids, he’d just stand there like he’d caught his kids with their hands in the cookie jar, an they’d actually just… cower, like he could actually do anything to them. It was the funniest shit I’d ever seen.”

It'd actually been quite the surprise when that’d happened the first time, it didn’t happen often, Steve had been a douchebag, not the ‘shove your head in a toilet’ kind of douchebag, or the ‘shove Gareth in a locker’ kind of douchebag.

No, he was the mega bitch douchebag who could flash a smile and drop every set of panties in his immediate vicinity, he was the douchebag who KNEW he could do that. Who carried himself high with the knowledge, lording it over everyone without… ever actually lording it, it was a presence kind of thing. An attitude.

And maybe, occasionally, he’d have been the douchebag who didn’t really see anyone unless he wanted to see them, didnt really pay any attention to those not on his radar, those not in his friend group, which led to many an accidental shoulder check, which had in turn led to Eddie’s own personal little vendetta because he’d lost one of his prized mini figs to the underside of the Hawkins High trophy case when Steve had walked by a little too close and shoved him just hard enough to send Eddie’s shit flying.

Had just kept walking as if he hadn’t even seen him. Asshole.

It was only when he’d first been seen hanging around Wheeler that his personality had shifted toward something reasonably human. Thanks Wheeler, the sacrifice of your time and patience hath created a god among men.

“So he was never… bad then?”

“Nah” no sense bad mouthing the boyfriend, that wouldn’t get him anywhere. “Real Prince Charming in a perfectly pressed polo shirt. He’s amazing, sir… you have nothing to worry about with Steve, he’s… one in a million.” Now anyway.

“Good. Good.” And then he fell silent, the quiet stretch lasting nearly five minutes with only the faint music playing on low volume from the radio to fill that silence, until the eldest Harrington pulled the car into a quiet carpark, and parked. “Here we are!” Oh thank Christ.

“We can't keep doing this.” Steve was the first one to speak up during their mutual living room silent treatment, finally looking at this mother after nearly an hour of watching a gentle snowfall that’d started outside. He hoped it wouldn't get heavier before Eddie got back.

“I have no idea what you—”

“Mom.” Steve cut her off, his eyes sharp and tone firm. “We can’t keep doing this. This bickering, this who’s right who’s wrong shit, we’ve gotta stop, at least here.” If not for their own sanity, but for the image he was giving Eddie of his family life.

Of what he might possibly maybe be getting himself into if Steve could actually swing a real relationship by the end of the week. The chances of him saying yes were already pretty farfetched, but if Steve’s parents were their worst selves…

Why would Eddie want to subject himself to that long term?

She paused, expression unreadable, something she’d mastered years ago for the court room, then she sighed. “I know, Steven.” She sighed heavily “Sometimes I forget that you’re a grown up now, that you can argue right back and actually stand your ground.” It only felt like yesterday when he was tugging uncomfortably at the little bowtie they used to make him wear for special occasions, all dressed up looking up at them with those big hazel eyes of his. His childhood only felt like yesterday. “I miss when you were cute and just did as you were told” she sniffled. Back when his parents had been there regularly before their duties had pulled them away. Before distance had strained them and they missed everything. Steve rolled his eyes but said nothing as his mother continued “Anyway, i agree. I think I’d prefer it if Eddie didn’t go away from this trip thinking John to be the most mature of us.”

“God, could you imagine?” Steve shook his head to free himself of the truly harrowing thought, allowing the subject to change. “I really like him, Mom... I didn’t expect to at first, not enough to want something long term with him anyway...” He’d thought it’d be easy to just pretend with him at first, but Eddie just had this... thing about him, Steve didn’t really know how to explain it, he just felt like home. Maybe it should have been alarming as to how fast that’d happened but... Steve had always rushed into things, funnily enough he didn’t think Eddie minded. “So I’d really like it if he liked all of us by the end of this, an if he only likes Dad cause of our bullshit, I think I might just disown the both of you.” The last part said in jest but... god he’d never let it go.

He’d lockjaw it until the end of time, would take it out on special occasions and shake it in their faces like look what you did. Look at what you cost me.

“Honestly, sweetheart I think I’d disown myself.” Lynda laughed, the air finally lightening up a little between them. “Here, how about we go see if the maintenance men pilfered the wine cellar? I’m positive Mags was hiding a damn good red down there among the cabernet that I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t want to go to waste...”

“Well... we probably should check it... just in case, y’know? For security reasons.” Not that he actually doubted the integrity of the maintenance crew, they’d been employees for years, they’d known his grandparents, had worked for them in their later years when time had started to catch up to them, and a steady gig passing through generations wasn’t something to scoff at.

“Security, absolutely.” But then, the contents of the wine cellar alone was probably worth more than the actual house, so… better double check.

For security reasons.

Part 22

#PirateWrites #FakeItTillYouMakeItFiclet #Steddie #No Upside Down AU #Fake Dating AU #Just what are Eddie and John going to come home to i wonder lmao

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dontaskmemybias · 1 year

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Movie Night?

Pairing: Non Idol!Lee Felix x afab reader Request: Yes Theme: Friends to Lovers Contains: Alcohol, Cursing, fingering, protected sex. Word Count: 3,032 (I got carried away as usual haha) Note: MINORS DNI!!! This is a work of fiction and does not portray any of the members irl. I loved this idea and I hope you like it!!

It started as a chill movie night with eight of your best friends. Eventually someone suggested drinking and everything spiraled from there.

"Guys I have the best idea! We should play truth of dare." Jisung suggested with a smirk on his face.

"I'm down, I've got some dares I've been dying to try." Minho said with a devilish look on his face. You reminded yourself not to pick dare if he chose you.

Everyone agreed and refilled their drinks before sitting in a circle. You sat in between Changbin and Chan, excited to see what the boys came up with.

"Alright, it was my idea so I'll go first!" Jisung put a bottle in the middle and spun it. It landed on Felix. "Felix! Truth or dare?" Jisung grinned at the freckled boy.

"Dare." Felix immediately replied. Jisung looked up in thought for a moment before a smirk appeared on his face.

"I dare you to get up and sit next to the most attractive person in the room." He chuckled when Felix's ears turned pink. Without saying anything Felix got up and moved between you and Changbin.

"AH! I knew it, I am the best looking person in here!" Changbin laughed and pinched Felix's cheeks. Everyone burst out laughing and Seungmin spoke up.

"No 'Bin I think Felix chose Y/N!" Changbin looked to see you on the other side of Felix then looked down at the floor. "Oh." He said softly and everyone started laughing again.

Felix cleared his throat and spun the bottle. It landed on Hyunjin.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth." Hyunjin answered immediately.

Felix chuckled and asked "If you could go anywhere with anyone where and who would it be and why?"

For a while the game continued with fun truths and mild dares, until Chan spun the bottle and it landed on Felix again. He raised an eyebrow. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." Felix said, feeling a little more confident now.

"I dare you to hold Y/N's hand for the rest of the game." Felix got a little shy over the request but when he looked over at your hand that throughout the game had inched closer to his he decided to just go for it. He grabbed your hand in his and interlaced your fingers. You smiled at him and squeezed his hand a little before going back to the game.

It was a while before the bottle finally landed on you. You were immediately nervous since it was Minho's turn and who knows what he would make you do or say. Felix must have noticed because he gave your hand a reassuring squeeze. You felt like with Felix's hand in yours it didn't matter what Minho told you to do. So when Minho asked "Truth or dare Y/N?" with a mischievous look in his eyes you responded right away.

"Dare." Minho smiled, seemingly pleased with your choice and looked from you to Felix and his eyes landed on your intertwined hands.

"I dare you to sit on Felix's lap for the rest of the game." Your body tensed up. You and Felix had cuddled before but you had never sat in his lap before. Your mind raced with thoughts like 'what if I'm too heavy' or 'what if Felix doesn't want this' but when you looked over to the freckled boy you saw his face was lightly dusted pink and you knew that he wouldn't mind.

You looked over to Chan. "Can we let go of our hands while we get situated? We can go back to holding them after." Chan smiled and nodded his head. You let go of Felix's hand for a moment and scootched into his lap. you felt him stiffen up a bit and so you reached down and grabbed one of his hands in yours again, intertwining your fingers once more.

You turned your face a bit to see Felix, his face now bright red. You squeezed his hand and whispered "You okay?" a small nod was all Felix responded with so you leaned down and spun the bottle. The game went on for a bit before the bottle landed on you and Felix spun by none other than Seungmin.

"How does this work if the bottle points to both me and Felix? Do you get to pick who does the dare?" You asked the group. Minho spoke right away like he had already thought about this.

"No it means you both have to do the dare or answer the question." You squirmed a bit on Felix's lap and you felt his grip on your hand tighten. You looked over at him. "So 'Lix should we do a truth or dare?"

"Dare." he responded quickly, like he was hiding something he knew the boys would ask him if he chose truth.

"Okay Seungmin, we pick dare." Seungmin's face lit up and you could feel the tension in the room as he uttered his next words.

"I dare you to kiss each other." The room went silent, everyone looking to you and Felix to see if you would do the dare or choose to drink. You felt Felix stiffen beneath you and you turned a bit in his lap to see his face. You could see he was nervous but there was something else. You cleared your throat and looked back to the boys.

"Give us a sec, y'all talk about something." They obliged and started talking amongst themselves. You turned back to Felix and whispered in his ear so the others couldn't hear you.

"We don't have to if you don't want to, we can always just drink. But I'm okay with it if you are." You felt his body relax a little bit and he whispered back.

"I'd love to kiss you Y/N." Feeling his breath on your neck made you shiver a bit, but you turned back to the group.

"Okay! We'll do it!" Everyone went quiet again in anticipation. You turned and gave Felix a small peck on his lips. The group booed you.

"That was barely a kiss cmon Y/N!" Seungmin shouted.

"Hey you just said a kiss, you should have specified what you meant!" You yelled back. You felt Felix let out a chuckle underneath you and the hand that wasn't laced with yours came up to rest on your thigh. The contact made you break out into goosebumps.

You didn't know it yet but the words you spoke would come back to haunt you.

The next few rounds got a little spicer. Changbin had to admit he had a size kink, Jisung had to sit in Minho's lap (your and Felix's payback dare), and Jeongin had to write his name with his butt in the air. Finally the bottle landed back on you and Felix, spun by Minho again. You cursed yourself for giving him a payback dare but you secretly were excited to see what he would make you two do again.

"Y/N, Felix, Truth or dare?" He spoke with purpose, a mischievous look on his face. You and Felix exchanged a look and he spoke up, his eyes not leaving yours. "Dare."

"I dare you to kiss like you mean it this time."

You looked at Felix and without hesitation he dropped the hand that you had laced with his, brought his hands to your face, and pulled you in for a deep passionate kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you started to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. His tongue swiped your bottom lip and asked for entrance and you gladly gave it to him. You spent a decent amount of time just exploring each others mouths. Finally you pulled away from air and heard your friends hooting and hollering. You and Felix smiled at each other and you looked back to Minho who had a smirk plastered on his face.

"That good enough for you?" You asked, a little out of breath. Felix wrapped his arms around you and Chan started laughing.

"You guys broke the dare! You stopped holding hands. I think this means you get a punishment." The room got quieter and Chan ushered the other boys to get closer so they could put together a punishment for you. You didn't really care because Felix had tightened his hold on you and all you could think about was his hands on your sides, how good he felt pressed up against you, and how much you wished you and him were alone right now.

Chan turned back to you and the boys all looked excited about this punishment. "Y/N, Felix, your punishment is that you have been kicked out of the game for the night. You both have to get up and go to Felix's bedroom for the rest of game night. Felix tensed up again and held you so tight you could barely breathe. You were trying to figure out what his reaction was about when you shifted a bit and felt him press up against you, fully hard. You tried to hold back a giggle and when the boys saw your reaction they knew they had been correct in guessing that Felix was sporting an erection after all they had made you two do.

You shimmied and faced Felix who looked so red now you thought he might pass out at any second. You tried to lighten the mood. "Well, looks like we have been exiled, cmon 'Lix, lets go watch a movie or something in your room." You heard the boys chuckle at your words knowing damn well you wouldn't be watching any movies tonight. You moved to stand and Felix started panicking. You just grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze then helped him to his feet. The boys kept laughing when they saw Felix's state. Face red, hair a bit messy from the make out session you two had, and very noticeable erection outlined in his sweatpants. You just waved goodbye to the boys and led Felix to his room before shutting and locking the door behind you.

You looked at Felix who was swaying from on foot to another, nervously looking at the floor. You couldn't help but think he looked so fucking cute like this. He was the first to break the silence. "So, what movie did you want to watch?" It was so cute that he thought you were actually going to watch a movie after all that. You heard the front door open and it sounded like the guys were all leaving to give the two of you some privacy. You'd have to thank them later for that.

You took a few steps toward Felix and lifted his head so his eyes would meet your own and you smiled. "Oh 'Lix, you're too cute. You really thought I wanted to watch a movie with you?" He looked confused for a second but when he saw your eyes dart down to his lips he smiled and let out a small chuckle.

"Oh thank god." He mumbled before pulling you into him by your hips and crashing his lips to yours. You brought your hands up to play with his hair again and when you tugged a little harder than you meant to he let out a small whimper and rutted into you. You pulled back and looked at his face with a wicked grin on your lips. "Does my sweet 'Lixxie like getting his hair pulled?" He groaned and started kissing you more feverishly, leading you over to the bed. He threw you down and pulled his shirt off before leaning down and tugging at the hem of your shirt.

"Can I take this off?" He asked, his voice deeper than you had ever heard it before, eyes almost black filled with lust.

"Yes baby you can take off whatever you want." He smiled at the new nickname and pulled your shirt off to reveal your blue lacy bra. He immediately latched onto your chest, kissing every new inch of skin he could see before reaching around to unclasp your bra. He looked into your eyes, silently asking consent, and when you shook your head he removed the lacy garment and tossed it across his room. He stared at you in awe for a moment before whispering. "You are so fucking gorgeous, I can't believe we are doing this right now."

He leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth and played with the other with his hand. You gasped at the wet feeling of his mouth on your tit. After a bit he switched, giving your other nipple the same attention as the first. Felix seemed like he would be content with just playing with your boobs all night but you needed more.

" 'Lixxie please.." you whined, asking him for more. He looked up and smiled at your fucked out expression, he leaned in and placed a gentle peck on your cheek.

"What is it doll, what do you need?" You clenched at the use of the new nickname and didn't even have to think about your response.

"You." You wanted Felix, all of him.

"God you're so fucking perfect doll." He pulled off your pants in one swift motion and began teasing your clit over your panties. He looked entranced at the way you reacted to his ministrations. He must have gotten impatient with himself because the next thing you knew he had pulled his own pants and boxers off and now stood before you completely naked. Of course Felix's dick would be pretty, everything else about him was too. You were almost drooling at the sight of him.

He looked into your eyes and slowly pulled your panties off before chucking them into his closet. "I'm keeping those." He said with a serious expression on his face.

"Good." You smiled back at him. He looked down at your drenched pussy and hissed out loud. "Fuck babygirl you are soaking." He ran a finger through your folds and brought it up to his mouth and moaned at the taste of you. The sight was so dirty you almost moaned yourself.

" 'Lix please I need you right now." You tried to sound assertive but you were already out of breath, heart racing, so it came out as almost a whisper.

Felix leaned over you and brought his fingers back to your core before whispering in your ear. "Gotta prep you so I can fuck you the way you deserve without hurting you." You did moan this time and he took the opportunity to stick his fingers in your mouth.

"Suck." He commanded, and you did. He grunted a bit and then pulled his fingers out of your mouth, coated in your saliva, and brought them down to tease your entrance. You were about to tell him to hurry up when he slid two fingers inside of you without warning. His eyes still fixated on your face. Soon the sounds of his fingers going in and out of you was too much and he just had to look down and admire his work. He started fingering you faster and added a vigorous come hither motion. You could feel your release coming. You moaned louder and louder and with the way you were clenching on his fingers Felix knew you were close. He brought his thumb up to draw circles on your clit as well.

You came with his name on your tongue and Felix kept moving his fingers to make your release last as long as possible. Once he was sure you were done he pulled his fingers out of you and leaned down to kiss you.

"You look so fucking hot cumming on my fingers, I can't wait till you are cumming on my cock." You shivered at his words and felt your arousal building again. Felix pulled away long enough to grab a condom from his nightstand and roll it onto himself before lining up with your hole.

"Ready?" He asked you.

"Yes Felix fuck, I need your cock inside me right n-" You didn't get a chance to finish your sentence before he slid into you. You gasped at the sensation and Felix let out the hottest moan you'd ever heard once he bottomed out. He waited a second to make sure you were adjusted before he slowly began thrusting in and out of you.

"Fuck Y/N, I've wanted this for so long you don't even f-fucking know." He managed to get out, slowly building his speed and rhythm.

You smiled and placed your legs around his waist, allowing him to enter you deeper. "Fuck 'Lix you f-feel so good inside m-me. Even better than I imagined." He faltered for a second and looked down at you.

"You imagined this?" You shook your head yes.

"All the time."

"Oh FUCK babygirl, I'm g-gonna treat you so f-fuck fucking good." He picked up the pace and started ramming into you, hitting the spot inside you that made your toes curl. One of his hands came down to play with your clit while he was hammering into your pussy.

"FUCK RIGHT THERE 'LIX DON'T STOP!" Your moans were getting louder, as were Felix's. You could tell he was close too by the way his cock twitched inside you. It only took a few more good thrusts before you were cumming on his cock.

"Shit baby you're actually cumming on my co- OH FUCK!" You clenched as you came and Felix fell forward at the sensation, his own orgasm taking over him, filling up the condom. He thrusted a few more sloppy thrusts before coming to a stop and laying on top of you panting.

After catching his breath he pulled out of you slowly, wincing at the slight overstimulation, and pulled you into his chest. You sat there holding each other for a few moments until Felix cleared his throat.

"That wasn't like a one time thing right? I mean, I'd like for it not to be..." He was quiet and a little nervous. Cute. You lifted your head and kissed him before anwering.

"Definitely not."

#skz smut #stray kids smut #felix smut #lee felix smut #stray kids hard hours #stray kids hard thoughts

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bloodynereid · 1 month

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may i request jordan li taking caring of a very sick gn reader? bonus points if they have to get tests run and are terrified of needles!! (i might be projecting onto reader just a lil bit okay). anyways hope you’re doing okay and have a nice day/night!! - 🧚🏻

I'm With You

pairing: jordan li x gn! reader

tw: mentions of needles, sick people, doctors

description: jordan has never had to deal with sick people until their partner suddenly comes down with something.

a/n: this is from november??? i am literally so sorry. anyways i hope you enjoy this little drabble even though it took me ages to write haha. the reader is a human in this btw! i don't think supes can get sick?? so i just went with the safer bet. i kind of toned down the terrified of needles bit but i still hope this is okay. also i didn't edit this at all so if there's any glaring mistakes pls let me know.

You feel a hand across your forehead, making an effort to open your eyes. You have to blink a few times until Jordan’s face comes into focus. They don’t look happy. She has a distracted look on their face and their eyes are flashing with panic.

“Jord-” You start to say, the individual sounds feeling like granite against your vocal cords.

“Shhh, sweetheart. Don’t talk. It’s okay, you’re going to be okay.” Jordan said the last bit with a hurried tone before the cool hand on your forehead is suddenly pulled away. You whimper slightly as you hear scuffling around the side of your head.

Everything hurt. It was like a weight had settled over your entire body, making you too weak to even lift your head.

“Yeah? Hello? Marie I don’t know what to do, they’re not moving.” The sound of Jordan’s voice got muffled and a loud ringing echoed in your ears. A few moments later you drifted back off to sleep - unaware of Jordan’s growing panic.

It’s the next morning, or rather midday when you wake up. The feeling of horrible aches everywhere still persists but the world is less blurry.

“Hey. You’re awake.”

“Jordan.” You instantly cringe at the rasp of your voice, as you look up at your partner. They are carrying a mug of something which he puts down on the bedside table.

“Don’t try to talk okay? How do you feel about going to the doctors?” You obviously make a disgusted expression because Jordan’s face falls slightly.

“I just- You scared the hell out of me last night. I think we need to get you checked out. At least that’s what Marie recommended. Supes don’t really get sick so I have no idea what the protocol is like here. I can’t go through last night again.”

You feel a pang of guilt as you look at Jordan’s distraught face so you nod slightly. It’s probably best you go to the doctor anyway, even if it was going to hurt like a bitch.

You were right but at least Jordan helped you out to the car and gave you quite a few painkillers which dulled the ache in your muscles. The feeling of the car ride lulled you right back to sleep as the low sound of Jordan’s favorite playlist played in the background. Half an hour later you found yourself getting helped out of the car by Jordan, who easily carried most of your weight through the practice doors.

“Hi, we have an appointment. My partner has…” You tuned out of the conversation as you settled into one of the chairs in the waiting room. The sounds of elevator music seemed dull to you, even the clean smell of the room was somehow off.

“Hey we’re going to go in, yeah?” You looked up at Jordan and offered them a strained smile as you pushed yourself up from your seat, before leaning on him once again.

The appointment seemed to last hours as you tried to focus on the woman in front of you and answer her questions but your mind kept drifting out of the room and to the bed you knew was waiting for you at home.

“Okay I’m going to have to take some blood now. This might be more serious than it seems so we just need to make sure.” That sentence quickly focused your attention back, as the doctor pulled out a needle which instantly made you cringe.

Jordan must have sensed your anxiety as they leaned over and grabbed your hand. Carefully stroking the back of it to try and calm you.

“You’ll just feel a little pinch okay?” You nodded slightly and squeezed Jordan’s hand as the doctor found your vein and inserted the needle. You felt a few moments of pain before the doctor pulled away and quickly covered the area with a cotton swab.

“Okay all done. You’ll get the-” With that moment over you drifted off to daydream land again, and you only really came back into yourself when Jordan helped you into your bed.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“Not really.” You whispered, making Jordan wince sympathetically before they eased themselves so he was lying next to you.

“It’s going to be okay. I’m right here with you and we’ll get through this together. Yeah?��

You nodded against their shoulder as you cuddled into him. Letting your muscles relax and finally letting your eyelids fall shut. You felt safe next to them and you knew you always would be when you were around Jordan.

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yanderelinkeduniverse · 8 months

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I'm not sure if you've been asked this before, but could you do the chain with a reader that is very much NOT built for the outside world?? (ie has asthma, hayfever, and all the works that werent an issue back in their modern world...) if the chain is too much, than maybe specifically just wild or twilight haha. thank you so much if this is possible! I'm a new fan, but these characters have infested my brain lmao

Oh honey they would be on you 24/7 and I mean that literally.

Admittedly, they’ll each be slightly irritated with this situation, they don’t hold any ill will towards you having someone who isn’t suited for traveling or combat accompanying them isn’t making their job any easier.

But as time goes on and bonding happens, when their blossoming feelings start edging into obsessive devotion, they have some…realizations.

For one, you’re just so delicate, even in your own world you were faced with specific burdens that others just weren’t. And while these burdens may have been alleviated by things from your own world, in theirs you struggle greatly.

So of course this sparks the already existing fear of you leaving because they’re smart enough to know that you want to go back. And they understand, why wouldn’t you wish to return a place with remedies you couldn’t find in theirs?

But where they once felt slightly burdened by your presence, now they are burned by your absence. You occupy every their every waking thoughts and at night they’re blessed with dreams of you.

At this point it feels like their hearts beat just for you.

Suffice it to say, they aren’t willing to let you go, not in the slightest. So they overcompensate by making it so you don’t have to lift a finger.

When in battle you are their first priority, protecting each other or themselves be damned. No hard feelings though since everyone is on the same page about this.

And lets say you get winded easily when walking with the group.Don’t worry, Twilight always has a spot for you on Epona and if on the off chance he doesn’t then he’s totally willing to just carry you.

A little too willing at some points since you’re pretty sure he nearly got into a fist fight with the Captain over who got to carry you one time…

Any and all chores you previously did as a part of the routine set up in the group have been pushed aside onto the other, more willing boys. Particularly Wind, Wild, and Hyrule since those three have always wanted to impress you and have you look at them and only them and say you’re proud of them, preferably accompanied by a kiss-

Plus, you’ll have a buddy in Sky who can relate to your issues and is always there for you whenever you need someone to vent to about your frustrations.

Sometimes you feel bad for pulling him away from the others to talk about your problems, but you don’t see the side eye he gives the others and the way his lips curl into a triumphant smile.

Whenever you share the former thought with him though, he always brushes off your concern and just says that he wants you to be happy and seeing you feel a bit more calm after venting makes him more joyful than you can imagine. You don’t owe him anything, just keep letting him hold your hands while you talk and he’ll be fine~

All in all, they just want you to see this world as more appealing than your own. You won’t need to worry about your health when they’re around to take care of you, nor would you become stressed because of job or school.

They’ll handle everything and take care of you, all you need to do is stay.

#linked universe #yandere linked universe #acrylic answers #yandere linked universe x reader #lu wind #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu wild #lu sky #linked universe x reader

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sockonaleash · 11 months

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Can i ask for Hajime, Makoto, Nagito and K1-B0 x reader that’s the Ultimate Unlucky Student? If this isn’t too much ^^ take your time because four characters can be a lot sometimes

hajime, makoto, nagito and k1-b0 with an s/o who's the ultimate unlucky student

type : headcanon, gn!reader

note : i'm assuming this is supposed to be in a headcanon format (sorry if not,,), this is overall just cute stuff :} i got a lil carried away, hope you don't mind! i apologize for the wait, i've been getting into fnaf lately,,,, springtrap,,,

requested : yes! greetings simp :D

Hajime Hinata

hajime would be very confused at first, he'd ask if it's similar to nagito's ultimate and if it's a cycle of good and bad luck. when you told him it wasn't and shit was just constantly hitting the fan, he got a little worried.

it's usually small things like you falling face first on the ground because you forgot to tie your shoes, every animal known to man constantly attacking you or the coins falling out of your wallet whenever you tried to buy anything from a vending machine to be never seen again. yet sometimes, it would ruin dates the two of you wanted to have.

one time - when the two of you started dating - you decided to go to the beach to have a date. it was the middle summer and there weren't any clouds in the sky, yet the moment the two of you finished setting everything up it started raining. the worst part is as soon as both of you went home the sky cleared. hajime would be the type to awkwardly show up at your doorstep right after the failed date, soaking wet, asking if "you had room for two in your house".

overall, i don't think he'd take it too hard. even if some hangouts fail there's always room for more. he'd worry, of course, but not to the point where he'd restrict your movement and choices (only if you have the risk of getting ran over or something).

Makoto Naegi

he's definitely the type to be constantly worried. although he is the ultimate lucky student he can only hope that his ultimate is enough to balance yours out (which usually just ends up the two of you sharing lucky and unlucky experiences).

before going out he'd tie your shoes extra tight, make sure you have a jacket if it's cold out or an umbrella if it's raining - with a smaller, spare umbrella inside your backpack if the first one broke. bought by the man himself! he'd be the type to grab your hand before crossing the road but not let you cross unless everything was right. by this i mean, no cars in the street, shoes tied, hand held, nothing in the way.

at the start of your relationship makoto thought he was being a bit too much but when you almost got ran over as you crossed the seemingly empty road he decided he could never be too sure.

altogether, he's worrying a lot. not in an annoying way, more of a "you're my troublesome child and i'll never let you out of my sight" type of way.

Nagito Komaeda

oh no. the good luck? still there. not a lot though. the bad luck? double. the cycle is still there, it's just that now whenever something bad happens it's two times worse.

nagito would be very nonchalant over both your talents and not let it get in the way of your dates. for example, if it started raining heavily during a walk and he noticed it was starting to flood the streets he'd try to convince you to go buy floaties to float down the street together. hopefully his good luck comes around quickly! you don't feel like getting stuck somewhere or drowning.

if you did get hurt he'd degrade himself - even if why or how you got hurt had nothing to do with him - and pay for your hospital bills. i feel like nagito would be the type to pamper his partner a lot with little gifts and try to carry you up the stairs if you broke your leg(s). And fail miserably at doing so.

he'd get into shit with you to just go "haha, my bad. how could i let this happen?"

K1-B0

kiibo. my sweet baby. like hajime, he'd ask a lot of questions when first meeting you! throughout time he'd get used to it and do his best to help you out. your gloves got ripped up by unknown causes and it's snowing? he'll use his hairdryer function to "breathe" onto your hands to quickly warm them up and when the two of you get home he'll sew them back up.

if you get hurt he wouldn't be able to carry you or anything (he's not particularly the strongest and his back pain doesn't help) but he'd take care of you afterwards! be it cooking meals, or cleaning the house.

everytime you get home he'll stop you at the door while concentrating reallyyy hard to use his zooming function to see if you're alright. doesn't do much, but you let it slide if it helps calm his worry.

so even if he's not able to support you during your spikes of your bad luck, he'll gladly lend you a hand afterwards!

#xxosock.writes #kiibo x reader #kiibo x gn!reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #danganronpa x reader #danganronpav3 x reader #drv3 x reader #hajime hinata x reader #nagito komaeda x reader #makoto naegi x reader #dr2 goodbye despair #dr thh #drv3

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sunshine-scented · 1 year

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Can you do a Nezha x reader fluff

Thanks

There isn't really any specifications on what you wanted which was stated on my Introduction post, which is also a pinned post on my page. I will let this slide, once, however, any other request like this will be deleted. Just don't do this again okay~?

❀ I worship you ❀

: Oh how much he craves to be in his darling's arms. But considering on your playful behavior, just how far was he willing to go just to receive a single spec of your affection?

: Nezha x gn!reader

: Fluff! However, it gets a little bit suggestive towards the end since I got carried away haha~

He felt annoyed down to his very core of existence, not only did a bunch of low life demons tried to pick up a fight with the deity and attempted to steal some of the artifacts and relics he was ordered to protect, but he also remembered that Wukong existed and that made him even more annoyed.

He sighed for the uptenth time as the days and nights started to move slower and slower, as if they were mocking him in sadistic glee. His mood only dampened.

Maybe if he could just immediately kill anyone bad in this world, that way there would be any problems for him, or perhaps him having the ability to clone himself over and over again would lessen the stress.

Nezha could only think about the what ifs, but his body stays in the present. Dull and boring, stress inducing planet with it's disgusting creatures.

Suddenly, he heard footprints coming his way, the palace walls echoed as he stills, like a snake ready to pounce on his prey. Watching, wating, listening.

He pulled out his staff and prepared for combat with a furrowed brow and pointed it towards the door as it slowly starts to open, with it's stone and marble dragging against the tiled floor, his grip on the staff hardened.

Carefully stepping into the palace, you passed through the door without a second glance, meeting eyes with your lover.

His eyes softened at the sight of you, suddenly all of the stress and annoyance he felt was gone in just a glance at you, suddenly all he felt was nothing negative but the need for your comfort.

Suddenly he felt okay, because you're here

"(Name)" he said your name in subtle fondness "What brings you here in this domain?"

You smiled and waved your hand at him "I'm just here to collect a few things the jade emperor requested of me" you explained, walking towards some of the relics "What is his reason? Honestly I don't know. But orders are absolute, I would rather die than question his Majesty" Nezha followed you as your hands grab onto the small white bag the emperor gave.

He watched you carefully from your shoulder as you handle the relics with gentle movements with your hands, carefully taking off the glass chamber from the rose golden table and keeping the relics snug into the bag.

His mind starts to wander, how would your hands feel in his? Would you treat them with the same fondness you had with the relics? Would your warmth spread all over his body until it reached his very core? Would you trail your hands all over his hair if he asked you to?

Perhaps it was the stress finally piling up on him, but his thoughts were plagued by the thought of you. He needs your touch, he craves your warmth, he—

"Nezha?" Your voice snapped him back into reality "Are you okay? You've been staring at nothing for a wh—"

"(Name)..."

You turned around to see him already staring at you, his brows furrowed as his gaze never left yours "Touch me"

Your eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting such a bold request from Nezha himself, yet he stayed the same, as if he was unfazed by his own words, as if he meant everything he said.

You stared at him, still perplexed by his actions, yet, you can't stop the amused smile etching onto your face "Oh? What's this? Poor little Nezha missed me too much, hm?" You teased as you dragged your finger into his chest, slowly going down futher, and further.

His breath hitched, mind dizzy and sight complete blurred out, his head felt like exploding as his heart was beating out of his chest, attempting to separate from his body from how hard it was beating, it rang in his ears.

Oh how adorable he is to you, getting all worked up over a finger, however, you quickly took your hand back, away from his body and playfully clicked your tongue "As much as I love you, I don't think I want to give you any of my affections" you mocked in fake pity.

"You might have to work for it to get what you want, Nezha ♡"

The playfulness in your tone and that mischievous smile you make drives him crazy, he huffed a breath out of spite but made no further complaints as he started to walk closer to you, your bodies touching by a mere inch.

He pins you between his arms with his hands resting on the table behind you, never touching a single molecule of your figure. His eyes stayed focused as his breath got heavier "Please.." he started to lean his face closer to yours until your lips are barely touching with his "I want your hands on my skin, I want to feel your every part touch me bones deep"

He started to grip the table, crumpling the ironed sheets "I want you to hold me, kiss me, make me all yours all over again" his brows furrowed even more as his stare becomes more feverous, yet his stance less stable.

"I want you to ruin me with your love, if it's the last thing I do"

You chuckled, finding his bold confessions adorable as you tilted your head slightly to match his "As you wish, My prince~♡"

As you can see I have a new favorite

#lmk #lmk x reader #monkie kid #lego monkie kid #monkie kid x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #monkie kid nezha x y/n #monkie kid nezha #nezha #nezha x reader #lmk nezha #monkie kid nezha x reader

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writeforfandoms · 10 months

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HI YES HELLO COULD I PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE REQUEST FOR SOME MORE GLITTER AND GOLD CRUMBS PLEASE <3

Haha okay, have some crumbs!

Warnings: blood and injury, mention of healing, reader is still pregnant.

You weren't surprised when you woke without John. Sometimes he needed to go, and that was fine. You had run of the place (except for Kyle's room) all the time, after all.

Kyle had taken the room closest to the kitchen. It had taken a bit of doing (and some grumbling from your dragon as he got a few necessary supplies) but he was comfortable here now. Plus he made bread for you. Which just made everything better.

"Morning," you greeted him, smiling.

"Good morning," he returned, setting a plate in front of you. It was simple food, but he cooked, which was much better than the alternative (you could not cook).

The two of you got through breakfast and had just begun discussing plans for the day when you heard wingbeats. John was back. You hopped off your chair (ignoring Kyle's huff of amusement behind you) and headed towards the stairs.

But John surprised you. He came in the castle entrance. And he was carrying a man - big, blonde, and bloodied.

"What happened?" you asked, eyes wide, hand pressed to your belly.

"Found him like this," John grunted. "Some idiots thought they could use my territory as a dumping ground." His teeth shone in the light as he bared them in a grin. "I taught them otherwise."

"Is he...?" You couldn't quite ask the question.

"Still alive," John grunted. "Don't worry, princess. Kyle can handle this." He stepped past you carefully, carrying the stranger further into the castle.

You followed. Because you'd always been bad at keeping your nose out of things.

Kyle and John worked quietly together to bind the stranger's many injuries and make him as comfortable as possible. After the third time he removed you, John gave up and let you watch from the doorframe.

You helped as you could, bringing in water and taking away cloths to be cleaned.

The stranger slept for a few days, restless and feverish. Kyle kept an eye on him, but he wasn't a healer.

So when the stranger finally opened his eyes, clear and lucid, you couldn't help but be relieved.

"Easy," you murmured to him, getting up to get him some water. "Here."

He gulped down the water, bits of it splashing on his skin. He looked around quickly as he did, clearly wary. "Where...?" he started, slow and rough.

"My home. Well. Ours, really." You shrugged. "You're safe here, my husband brought you here to heal up."

"Husband." He repeated the word slowly, brow furrowing. He winced as the motion tugged on some of the scabs on his face.

"Mmhm. You'll see him again soon, I'm sure." You rubbed your hand over your belly, soothing yourself. This poor man wasn't a threat. He didn't even look like he could pick up a kitten right now.

Brown eyes settled on you again and he tipped his head slightly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." You smiled, easy and warm. "Are you hungry? I think Kyle's working on some soup."

Which was how Simon joined your little group. It took a while for him to heal, and when he did, he was left with scars. None of you cared much, especially after having seen his recovery, but he hated seeing himself. So you gave him a few scarves to wrap around the bottom half of his face.

Simon didn't leave. Didn't show any inclination towards leaving. If anything, he hovered, uncertain, near you.

You couldn't figure out why until you "accidentally" overheard him talking to John.

"Can't go back," Simon said softly, like he was agreeing with something John had said. "Don't want to impose here."

John snorted. "Then don't," he said, firm but not unkind. "Work for it."

There was silent for a few long moments and then a soft hum of agreement. "What needs doing?"

"Kyle is in charge of the daily things," John said. "Saw you had a sword. You any good with it?"

"I am."

"Good. You can keep an eye on my princess, then." There was a brief pause before John continued, low and pleasantly threatening. "If anything happens to her or my child, I will take it out of your hide."

"Understood." Simon, to his credit, didn't sound scared. Only accepting.

"Good." John sounded pleased. "I'll bring you anything you need."

You snuck away again before you could get caught.

Well, well, well. Looked like Simon was here to stay. Your own little kingdom was growing stronger.

#follower celebration #2k celebration #glitter and gold #dragon!price

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dtorrieee · 1 year

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♥How you met them♥

↪Characters: Dottore, Diluc, Childe, Albedo, Bennett.

↪Synopsis: Yeah basically just how you met them haha ヽ⁠(⁠｡⁠◕u◕⁠｡⁠)/

↪Note: First of all, i apologize if this wouldn't make sense a little bit. This is just for fun, nothing serious. Just my opinion. Alright, enjoy!

★Dottore★

This guy.. hm.. i think, as a test subject. In my opinion, you'd be his test subject. At first he won't pay much attention to you, he'll just use you for experiments. But it seemed like you've caught his interest. Not only that you survived every experiments when most of the other subjects don't, you're also a "smart talker" in his opinion. He finds it fascinating how you're not that scared of him also. So he decided to keep you as a pet or something like that. He tried to do less and less experiments on you tho. Just, don't get him mad or you'll get back as a lab rat.

★Diluc★

Ah, Diluc. As we all know, he works at his bar. So i think it all starts when you went to his bar. You had a rough day, so you decided to try drinking. Ever since you stepped in, Diluc had his eyes only at you. You never really drink before so you're not really aware about anything it'll feel and would happen. Some time later you got carried away and drank too many. It was late, you paid Diluc and got up from your seat. Your head was spinning and Diluc (magically) decided to let you stay at his house for a night because he's scared you won't make it home safely.

★Childe★

My, my.. as for him.. i think it'll be when he's at Snezhnaya and playing with his brother. They were playing hide and seek when Childe lost Teucer. He went all panic and searched everywhere. Not long later, he saw Teucer with you. He came closer and Teucer ran to him. Teucer told everything, from how you tried to help find his brother, how you're so kind and sweet to Teucer, and everything. Teucer wanted to see you more so Childe decided to keep in touch. Not only because you helped Teucer find him, he also thinks you're pretty cute.

★Albedo★

Albedo just finished his experiments on the dragonspine and wanted to find Klee. But instead of seeing Klee getting scolded by Jean for bombing the fishes (again), he saw Klee playing with a young woman. He kept his distance and watched for a while. He smiled when he saw Klee so attached and happy when she's with you. When he came closer, he asked for your name and thanked you for being around Klee so she won't bomb fishes again. After that, you guys kept seeing eachother and spend time. Of course, he catches feelings because yes (oops)

★Bennett★

It was raining at monstad, so you decided to search for shelter. You put your basket on your head to cover it from the rain while you search. Moments later, you found a small abandoned house nearby and decided to shelter there. To your suprise, you saw there's a boy inside. You gasp in shock and apologized. As you were about to leave, Bennett told you to stay and he wouldn't mind some company. Also because he's kind of scared on being alone in the rain. You sat across him and had a conversation together. Some time later, the rain stopped. You went out and smiled at him, saying that it was nice to meet him. You opened your basked and gave him a small box of foods as a thank you. He got really exited and waved as you left. And of course, just when you're gone, he accidentally dropped the box and making all of the foods fell to the ground. •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀ poor Bennett.

♥Alright!

Thank you so much for reading this, and again, i apologize if there's any mistakes. Goodbye and i hope you have a nice day.

꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡!

#diluc x reader #childe x reader #fanfic #genshin impact #genshin x reader #bennett #bennet x reader #childe #albedo #albedo x reader #dottore #dottore x reader

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httpknjoon · 1 year

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(re)starting over again | kth; 7

plot | Your four-year relationship with Taehyung was going well and strong. Until he was involved in a car accident, resulting to him losing some memories. By some, it means everything that happened five years ago. Things he remember? His friends, his bakeshop, and his ex girlfriend from the past. With that, you tried to keep up, restarting over again.

words | 2.2k+

genres | fluff, angst, amnesia au

pairing | taehyung x reader

warning/s | drunk mc

note | it's been so long! i apologize for the long delay. i missed writing for this series. this is a bit shorter but I'm trying to get back on pace with mc and tae. more drama soon. thank you so much for waiting! let me know your thoughts. enjoy reading!

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“Hellooo, looove!”

You shuffled out from the hold of your friend and tried to walk towards Taehyung. But midway through the short distance, you almost fell and he immediately ran to catch you in his arms. Since you were too out from everything, he just swept you off your feet and carried you in a bridal style. You giggled.

“Haha! you smell good.” your voice was muffled as you buried your face in his shirt.

Taehyung, who was still a little surprised with seeing you like this, looked at the two ladies you were with. He could feel their eyes scanning him up and down as he stood there. While the other raised an eyebrow, one of them finally uttered,

“So, I assume you’re Taehyung?”

He nods, trying to ignore the stare he is getting from the others, “Uh, yeah… thank you for taking her here.”

“No problem. I’m Yoonji, by the way.” she smiled and noticed Taehyung’s discomfort. She looked at the girl who helped you a while ago. Like she was telling her to stop through her eyes. Then, Yoonji turned back to him, “Don’t mind her. It’s just that YN cannot stop talking about you ever since the alcohol got into her head. Everything we do, she brought you up.”

“Heck. She’s like my boyfriend is… blah, blah, blah. And when some guy tried to buy her a drink, she just didn’t stop talking about you to him. It’s funny.” the other girly finally spoke.

Taehyung looked down at you, who was falling asleep, in his arms. He squeezed his eyes close as he felt guilt creeping up his body. He can hear both Lily and Jimin telling him that he should have told you about his plans. His thoughts broke off when someone from the van honked. He looked up and saw Yoonji nodding her head to whoever was in the van.

“Well, we should go now. We still have more ladies to take back to their homes.” she joked.

“Ah, yes.” Taehyung chuckles awkwardly, seeing someone from the van signaling them to go. “Thank you again.”

The ladies smiled and walked away while Tae carried you inside, pushing and closing the door with his foot. He heard you hum when the door accidentally banged loudly. You slowly opened your eyes. Your voice was raspy as you called for him,

“Love?”

It’s the first time he heard you call him that. He never had someone call him with that term of endearment and didn't really mind it much. But he cannot help but feel his heart soften with the word.

You repeated, “Love? Tae?”

From your point of view, you can only see Taehyung. The ceiling and lights around him were all blurry and hazy, highlighting the face you’ve loved ever since you met him. You smiled just by seeing him.

“Hmm?” He just hummed in response, knowing that you probably won’t remember tomorrow that you called him that. He was opening your bedroom door when you spoke again, “Why are you carrying me?”

“Because you almost fell on our doorstep because you have too much to drink–” Taehyung paused when he entered your room and turned the lights on.

The first thing he saw was the framed picture next to your bed. It was like his eyes automatically set on it. He can see himself smiling in the picture as he looks at you who was smiling at the camera. It was seemingly taken at an outdoor place. Presumably beach. You wore a yellow printed dress with bright red hibiscus tucking your hair behind your ear. Admittedly, it seemed like something he would do. The word, third, was written below the right corner of it.

“No, I didn’t!” you exclaimed, taking his attention away from the photo. “I’m not drunk, love.”

A soft smile formed on his lips as he put you down on your bed, “Of course, you’re not.”

Lines were between your eyebrows as you squinted your eyes at him. Then, you sat, saying, “You don’t believe me.”

And before Taehyung can even reply to that, you spoke again, “I’m thirsty.”

He nods, “Okay, wait here.”

This is not the first time he take care of a drunk person. He remembered looking out for Jimin once when they were younger. He remembered picking up Lily at party months into their relationship too because she was drunk-dialing him nonstop at one in the morning.

Taehyung was about to go left when you whined,

“I’m coming with you!”

You stood up so quickly that you struggle to balance yourself. Everything around you is spinning. And based on the look on your face, Taehyung can tell what’s coming next. He rushed you to your bathroom and as soon as you take sight of the toilet, you fell to your knees and just let yourself throw up in it. He immediately helped to gently hold and remove your hair away from it.

“Fuck.” you cursed in between.

And later on, Taehyung was helping you to go back to your bed even though you claimed: “I can walk, love! I am fine. My feet are okay–” you were cut off before you even finish that sentence as you ran back to run back to the toilet again.

“I want to sit here. I hate the bed, it’s too soft.” you just sat on your carpeted floor when he walked you to your bed.

“Okay, let’s sit here.” he followed, flopping on the ground in front of you.

Due to your heaving, your eyes were damp from the tears. Your makeup turned into a mess, although he was sure you looked amazing before. The glitters and dark mascara were everywhere around your eyes. Suddenly, he remembered to ask:

“Do you have any makeup remover?”

You lazily nod, “Mhm, I do. On my vanity table.”

“Okay, let me get that. Wait here, YN.”

“I’m not going anywhere, love.” you giggled drunkenly, resting your head back on the mattress.

Taehyung smiled, shaking his head, before getting up. Your table was organized enough for him to easily get what he knows he needs to at least clean off the makeup. He knew about this through Lily. Since she was a model, she often work with cosmetics. She asked him to buy some stuff for her when she was busy. Makeup wipes were one of them.

“Come here,” Taehyung whispered as he sat back.

You pulled your head back up from the comfortable mattress and looked at him. Taehyung put on a headband on you to again, move your hair away from your face. And when he was softly pushing it back your forehead, you murmured,

“I miss you, love.”

Taehyung didn’t catch it clearly and paused, “What?”

“Your hands. They’re soft.” you babbled. “I like them.”

“Well, thank you, YN.”

He began, opening the wipes. To keep your head up, he gently held your chin while wiping off the makeup.

“It’s refreshing. I love makeup wipes.” you babbled with your eyes closed.

He bit his lower lip to stop himself from giggling at your cute ramblings. After a few more wipes, you began telling more stories.

“I wish you came with us,” you told him as he threw the used wipes in the small trash can in the corner of your room.

“YN–”

“Love. Call me love. You’ve been calling me by my name. Are you mad at me? I told you I’m not drunk.” you loosed your arms over your chest.

“YN is your name.” he reasoned.

“And I’m your fucking girlfriend.” you tried to look mad but ended up looking adorable with your pout and whiny tone.

Not wanting to cause any more issues, he sighed.

“Love…” he called you, checking if you had issues with it. It was a little strange for him to call you that but at the same time, it rolls off nicely from his tongue. He continued, “It was a bachelorette party. Of course, I cannot go with you.”

“Yeah, but I still wished you were with me. There were guys at the bar who was just too stubborn...” your voice trailed off.

Taehyung, who sat back, paused and glanced at you. The idea of somebody bothering you during what was supposed to be a great night quickly pissed him off.

“Why? Did they do something?” he asked, trying to remain calm.

But you shook your head while removing your shoes, “Nothing. Some guys asked for my number and even tried to buy me a drink. But I told them for like twenty times that I have a boyfriend.”

“Good.”

“I hate this,”

Abruptly, your fingers reached for the top button of your blazer dress. Taehyung’s eyes widened, and he stopped you by caging your hands, which are struggling to unbutton, in his.

“What are you doing?!”

“I hate this. It’s hot!” you complained, starting to feel irritated.

Panic strikes quickly, and he held your hands, “Okay, okay, love. You can go change but I’ll go outside. I’ll go get you something to drink, okay? Can you do that on your own?”

You frowned, “You’re not staying here?”

“I can’t– I mean, no.”

“Okay,” you said, still frowning.

Taehyung nods as he sighed, “Okay.”

He got up and helped you stand on your own too. He walked out of your room after he made sure you can do things on your own. As soon as he closed your door, he found himself in the small hallway between your room. Once again, he exhaled, hands on his hips, eyes staring into space. He was supposed to tell you about Lily tonight but with your state right now and possible hangover tomorrow, he knew that his plan would have to be postponed.

“Here.”

You stopped wiggling in your seat when Taehyung placed a bottle of water on the countertop. He had already opened it for you. It’s only been a couple of minutes since you changed your clothes and go to the kitchen, where your boyfriend is. And when you surprised him with your entrance, he quickly took notice of the shirt you were wearing. He didn’t bother asking you about it, but he knew, it was his.

You felt the relief in your dry throat when you drank almost the bottle.

“Love, I want to eat,” you told him.

“I can go make–”

“What’s that?”

Your index finger pointed to the box on the kitchen island and Taehyung traced what you were pointing at with his eyes. It was the cheesecake he brought home earlier.

“Oh, it’s something I made earlier in the shop. Cheesecake,” he replied.

“I like that! Gimme a slice!” you exclaimed, clapping your hands.

Taehyung grinned, “You might find it too sweet.”

“Definitely not, love. I always love your cheesecakes. You know that.” you giggled and the grin on his face slowly fades.

He wished he did knew about that. He mainly prepared this dessert for someone else, who he never talked with you about. He doesn’t even know if you know about Lily. He hates that he’s starting to realize a lot of things he didn’t know about you.

You let out a satisfied hum when you got the first taste of the cake. Your lips formed into a smile as you rested your chin on your hand.

“How was it?” he asked.

“Amazing as always.”

You take another sliver while staring at him like he was a dream. You looked at him so intently that Taehyung began wondering if there was something on his face. But then, he remembered you’re drunk. There was only silence the whole time he watched you enjoy the small slice of cheesecake. He didn’t ask you any more questions or start any conversation since he, himself, is tired since it was already almost three.

“I love your face,” you said it so casually and it made him scoff.

He has been getting several compliments from you just tonight. It’s probably just because you are drunk, and loves to ramble about everything you see. But then, your eyes became glossier as you rested your head on your palm on the countertop.

“I love your eyes. Most especially, your lips. I love everything about you so much. I love that you have that voice because it really calms me down after my shift. And I’m so happy I always get to see you after a long day at the hospital–” you huffed with tears already slipping from your eyes. “I just love you so much and you make the best cheesecake ever– also, banana bread.”

The last line made him chuckle. Yes, you are drunk and maybe dramatic. But, he can feel the sincerity of your words. No one has ever made such a confession for him. A pang hit his heart. All he can feel now is the heaving feeling in his chest. It must have been hard to be in your place with everything that happened. You have been nothing but nice and caring towards him the whole time. Even though he doesn’t remember anything about you.

He reached for your cheek and wiped off the tears with his thumb. You visibly relaxed from his touch. Like a puppy, you leaned into his warm palm.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, so low that it was almost inaudible.

You probably didn’t hear it since you didn’t react. You just glanced at him with a soft smile and droopy eyelids. Instead, you said:

“I want to sleep.”

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msgexymunson · 1 year

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hi :) i wld love to see your take on eddie sitting in on reader’s tattoo appointment, i just got my foot n ankle done and my lonely little rat brain was overrun w the idea of him reminding me to breathe, being encouraging, taking care of me after (i had to limp outta there lol)

Congrats on the ink bestie!!

Warnings: none I don't think, a bit pine-y, very praise heavy, happy ending

A/N: I wish I had an Eddie Munson by my side at each of my tatt appointments! (Though, on second thoughts, if I did I don't think I'd have any bare skin left!) Not sure if this is where you wanted this to go but I got a bit carried away haha

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As you approach the shop you feel your limbs jangling like windchimes. The breath you take in is gulped and shaky, doing nothing to calm your quaking nerves.

Eddie strokes your hands, each held in his ironclad grip.

"Hey, hey, look at me."

Your eyes travel to meet his, heart leaping at the concern etched on his face. Bold, wide eyes meet your gaze with every ounce of care one look could give.

"You know you don't have to do this. Just say the word and we'll walk away."

His concern makes you want to cry, trying hard not to focus on his unending gaze.

"I know, I want to do it." Taking a big breath, you harden your shoulders. "Let's go."

Eddie smiles at your bravery and opens the tattoo shop door for you, giving you a little bow.

Smirking at his gentlemanly antics you take your first steps in and walk over to the counter, gaze being met by a smiling woman with a shaved head and a neck tattoo.

“Hey there, how can I help you?” Her grin’s infectious, all teeth and warmth.

“I’ve got an appointment with you, I think? Are you Miranda?” You give your name and you're led through, Eddie hot on your heels. As you walk past a couple of stations Eddie gives a salute to another tattoo artist, who waves and grins at you both.

As you’re filling out the paperwork, Eddie’s hand finds your forearm, thumb rubbing encouraging circles into the warm flesh.

“It’s gonna be fine, it’s not even that bad, trust me. I’m here.”

As you smile back at him, face warming at his words, you bite back the lump in your throat that always appears when your best friend looks at you like that. Handing the form back to her, the words “First time?” surprise you from your revelry, and you turn to look at the grinning tattoo artist.

“Yeah, it’s my 21st, so it’s a present.” Eddie waves half heartedly with his fingers, indicating he was the one who bought the appointment.

“Cute. Well at least you’ve got your boyfriend here to look after you.”

You cringe inwardly at that, wishing that her words were true.

“Oh he’s- we’re not- “

“Oh this princess is far too good for the likes of me, ain’t that right?” Eddie’s lopsided grin tugs at your heartstrings as he lands a playful punch on your shoulder. A soft frown pulls your bottom lip into a small pout, wanting to say that he is good enough, that he’s everything, but the words never leave your lips.

Miranda’s voice cuts through the awkward tension. “Shame. You guys make a cute couple.”

Your face flushes magenta as you remove your sneaker and sock, grateful to be looking anywhere but Eddie’s face.

As the artist preps the area you risk a glance at Eddie. If he feels awkward, he doesn’t show it, just giving you that cheeky grin of his you’ve grown to love, a permanent etch of mischief lined in his features.

She peels off the stencil and invites you to check out the design. It’s an orchid; roots, leaves and beautiful flowers run up the side of your foot to your ankle.

“Oh, it’s perfect, thanks!” You smile at Miranda and she begins prepping the inks and tattoo machine. As soon as the machine turns on you clench. It must be visible as Eddie grabs your hand forcefully, squeezing your fingers.

“It’s OK, it’s just noisy. Don’t focus on it, focus on me.” You will your eyes to open as you gaze upon his face.

Miranda lets you know she’s going to start tattooing. Your gaze never falters, staring at Eddie like your life depended on it.

The first touch of the needle shocks you, but only a little, and after the initial wince dissipates you continue to look into Eddie’s eyes.

“That’s it sweetheart, doing so well. You’re doing better than I did on my first go!”

You hear a deep voice from a few feet away.

“That’s true, he started crying!” A hearty chuckle follows it.

“Yeah, thanks for that Mac!” Eddie throws the words over his shoulder as you giggle. You don’t believe it for a moment, but you appreciate everyone wanting to distract you.

As time progresses, the sting of the needle begins to feel like more of a burn, and it's getting harder and harder to ignore. As you flinch for the fourth time, nerves spasming in your foot, Eddie squeezes your hand.

“Hey, sweetheart, it’s OK, you’re nearly done. Doing such a good job. So brave. I’m proud of you.”

“Eddie, speak to me, tell me something.” You say through clenched teeth.

“OK, er, how about…” then his face lights up. “How about I tell you about the three battle bards who wandered upon a clearing and discovered a fire dragon’s egg?”

“Yeah? What were their names?” You smirk. A bubble of love threatens to burst in your chest.

“Oh, you don’t know? They’re like, really famous.”

“So, what are they called, Eddie?” Your smile widens at his stalling.

“Easy. They were called Ragnar, er, Galduf, and, er… Lemmy.”

“Lemmy??” You giggle.

“Yeah, Lemmy the Gambler, famous battle bard.” Eddie nods sagely.

“Did he sing about a certain playing card by any chance?”

“Oh, so you have heard of him!” Your laughter rings through the shop, making Eddie beam with pride.

He continues to talk you through the adventures of Ragnar, Galduf and Lemmy the Gambler, hands gesticulating wildly, until the colour portion of your tattoo is nearly finished. You were almost lost in his story. Almost.

The burn begins to become unbearable.

“Eddie, shit, I- I can’t!” You tense every muscle, flexing your pain outwards.

Miranda the tattoo artist asks “Hey, if you want to stop we can, just finishing up with the purple though, and then it’s just white highlights, then we are done.”

You see Eddie glance down at your ink.

“Seriously, princess, it's so close now, you can do it.” He looks up at Miranda. “She can do it. Trust me. I’ll get her through.”

Your mouth hangs open at his words.

“Hey, princess, you trust me right? You can do this, I promise. Trust me.”

You nod, unable to focus on anything but Eddie.

“I trust you. I can do this.”

“Atta girl. Being so good for me sweetheart.” Blood blooms in your cheeks at his praise, breath catching in your throat.

It’s the last hurdle. The final touch ups, and everything in you wants to leap out of the chair and run. Eddie’s warm palm presses to your jaw, thumb rubbing comfort just by your ear.

You’re barely aware that you’re speaking.

“Eddie, I can't, I can't, that’s it, I just- no more, I- “

Suddenly, Eddie’s lips are on yours. You don’t have time to think, just feel. They are soft; a delicate, hesitant pressure being applied so chastely as if they were afraid you’ll break, or run. Your eyes widen immediately, caught entirely off guard. Then, you melt. Your eyes flutter shut as your hand reaches into Eddie’s hair, pulling him in softly. Eddie exhales a relieved breath through his nose that fans across your face, as you both kiss each other. Mouths pressing against each other; not opening, but inviting. A teasing promise of what could be to come. You inhale that particular perfume that is Eddie; all sweet snacks, weed, and the spell of his skin.

A noise outside of your kissing bubble draws you back to reality.

“So… I’m done.”

You whip your head around to Miranda, who's blushing, looking a little like a third wheel.

“What?” You gasp, still not entirely on the correct plane of existence. Not when Eddie’s hand is stroking softly at your jaw.

“I’m done! Take a look in the mirror!”

You jump up and hobble your way over to the full length mirror on the opposite side of the shop.

“Oh, oh it’s beautiful! Oh my God, it’s better than I imagined. Thank you!” You hide your face in your hands, trying to snuff out the emotion. Eddie walks over to the till to complete paying for your present. Once your tattoo is wrapped, and you’ve managed to hop outside on one foot, you finally risk a glance at your best friend.

“So.” you struggle out, heart in your throat.

“So.” Eddie mirrors you, fear in his eyes. “I was just trying to help, you know? I thought it was the thing you’d least expect and if you want to pretend it never happened I totally understand and mmph”

The rest of Eddie’s ramblings are muffled as you press your lips against his.

“Do you wanna, erm, go back to your trailer, and we can talk about this? Or just kiss some more?” You smile up at him.

“I vote for, kiss some more.” He grins and lifts you up bodily to your surprise, carrying you to his van. Your laughter rings through the car park, delight and surprise rippling through it like a sunbeam.

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sparkles-rule-4eva · 3 months

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Hello there, love your blog, it's one of my favourite ones, I had a question... I read a comment that said Amy is no longer interested on Sonic anymore and that this is shown on frontiers, that they will make their own paths and lives, is this true?

Hey, anon! I'm glad you enjoy my blog! 🥰💙

No, no, Amy is definitely still madly in love with Sonic 🤭😁 The main reason she's been acting more tame and not so open about it is really just due to character development/maturity. According to Sega, "she's not [physically] chasing after Sonic anymore, but he's still #1 in her heart!" 💙🩷

Sonic Frontiers actually has a decent amount of Sonamy content, but moreso if you squint. 😁 First of all, it tends to address the situation more from Sonic's end, in his moments of saying romance-coded things like "Wish we were sharing an umbrella, Amy," and "Amy, I should've made up my mind sooner." 🥹

Sonic has always been shy about his feelings and therefore never said anything about said feelings to her, and he's more of an "actions speak louder than words" type of guy, but as she shared her desires to share her love with the world, he worried a little that he may have lost his chance. However, Frontiers also makes clear that his friends' plans to go on their own paths were not permanent. Especially seen in Amy's case when she told Sonic her plans, and Sonic replied, "I'm sure you'll do great. I wanna hear all about it when you get back!" 💙

As a bonus, the Final Horizons update treated us to a bit more Sonamy content as well. 🤩 In a conversation between Amy and Sage, Sage identified Amy as "the one who admires Sonic." Amy, with a bit of her younger behavior slipping out, replied with no shortage of sass, "Oh. And are you a fellow admirer? Hm?" 😂

There were a few conversations between Sonic and Amy, during one of which Sonic tried to tell Amy to take care of herself as well as the Koco. Amy ruefully retorted that she could say the exact same thing back to him. Sonic admitted that she got him there, and confidently stated that they would get through this together.

And of course, after all this, my favorite Sonamy moment of the whole game. After everything was over, his friends were restored, and he reunited with them.

The way Amy laughed and practically launched herself into his arms, Sonic's surprised little "oh!" but the way he welcomed the hug, and kept one arm around her as he high fived Tails and fist bumped Knuckles. 🥰 First of all, it's so obvious Amy had been dying to do that the whole game, and we can imagine it was tough on Sonic to be touch-deprived for an extended period of time once again (after the Metal Virus).

I think the main reason Amy didn't run to hug him when he freed her was because she immediately saw he was somehow struggling and likely didn't want to hurt him. (But then realized she wouldn't have been able to touch him, anyway. 🥲) Although it would've been kinda funny if she HAD tried to hug him and just fell straight through. 😂

I think it's worth noticing that Sonic has had this response to Amy's hugs several times lately. Instead of avoiding them, he lets her hug him and actually puts an arm around her in return. I've got a couple more examples from IDW.

Anyhoo haha, I think I got a little carried away. 😂 I hope this answers your question! Thank you for the ask! 💙

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itwasthereaminuteago · 1 month

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Hey love, I've seen your werewolf!Frank HC and thought if could you do werewolf! or vampire! Matt headcanons? If you already have any of these please give me their links. Thanks and have a wonderful day! 💖💖💖

Hi hi! Omg thank you OF COURSE!

Hmm... let's start with Werewolf Matty, shall we? 😁 haha i got a bit carried away and this turned out extra smutty. I hope that's what you were after? I will write a sfw one probably and a Vampire version soon! Either way, I totally played myself with this one... sheesh 💦 18+ Explicit 😲

He's bitten during patrol, of course, because he's only wearing those practically useless, skintight black pajamas of his...

Nothing unusual happens until a month later. He's at home in the apartment, thankfully, lying in bed when he can't stand the feel of even the silk sheets against his skin, collapsing to his knees as he feels the change begin to violently reshape his body.

He's used to worse pain, and the change in his senses doesn't vary much from usual, but being aware that his body has morphed really freaks him out.

The first thing in his thoughts is you. But as usual, he hides this little 'problem' from you and his friends, thinking he'll deal with it on his own somehow. He doesn't want to scare you or have you worrying even more on top of the fact that you know already that he's Daredevil.

He chains himself in the crypt of the church during the full moons, locking the iron gate to the stairs and waiting for the first agonising clicks and crunches of his bones shifting. And as his bad(?) luck would have it you're worried when he's regularly disappearing on you, giving different excuses every time to avoid being with you. So naturally, you're suspicious, in the far reaches of the back of your mind maybe even worried Matt could be cheating on you.

So you follow him one evening, he's too distracted with the itching feeling under his skin to pick up on you tailing him, and you watch it all happen with wide eyes and worry rather than fear.

When its done and he sees you reach through the bars of the locked gate to touch him. He almost shys away, but he can't, not when it's you.

He's soooo big now, making you feel even more powerless but nonetheless, you turn the key and step into the crypt before him.

His eyes are still the same, clear and unseeing, flitting around as he quietly marvels at just how unbothered you are with the way he must appear.

You're stroking his fur, digging your fingertips through the thickness of it, and god, it feels good.

"You like that, Matty?" You're asking him with your sweet tone, as if you can't hear the way he's almost whining and purring so deeply from his broad chest.

You snuggle into him closer, and he leans down, hearing a quiet moan from you as he gently licks your neck. It distracts him from his plight. All he can focus on now is your tempting scent thick in his nose and on his tongue. He often thought of you when he shifted, but never for a moment guessed you would let him have you like this.

You merely giggle as he nuzzles down further to your chest, nudging at your shirt in question, waiting for your assent. You're smiling, leading him backwards towards the single bed in the far side of the room, gazing up at him with your hand still flat against his warm chest.

When the backs of your legs hit the edge of the bed, you gently bounce backwards to lay on it, and wolf-Matt follows you, prowling over your body, both instinct and his ever present need for you taking over. He didn't ever imagine you finding out this way, that you'd be so accepting, but you're more than accepting.

He can smell just how excited you are, and nudges his nose and tongue against you to signal he wants you to undress so you do, gasping with sheer delight as you're bare before him, his long tongue licking up your stomach and over each breast, teasing and quickly hardening your nipples.

You know what you want, but even after everything so far, you're still hesitant to ask for it...

"Oh- Matt!" You moan out as your perceptive monster boyfriend paws apart your naked thighs and wastes no time in fulfilling your fantasies, dragging his warm, rough tongue all the way up your center.

His damp nose bumps repeatedly against your swelling clit and it feels too good, his long lapping tongue probing deep and wet inside your needy hole. You writhe underneath his huge hairy shoulders, pushing your hips up towards him as he fucks you just as expertly as he does when he's human, drawing shuddering, mewling moans from your throat that echo around the dim crypt.

He growls possessively, claws digging bluntly into the flesh of your hips as he senses the moment you're getting close. His cock hangs hard and heavy between his thick thighs, dripping small pools of precum onto the stone floor as he hears and feels you come apart, moaning and flooding his mouth with your slick tangy nectar.

When he finally backs off, and you're already getting on to your hands and knees, he wants to howl.

His ears prick up when you speak, your back bowed and ass up, presented like a treat ready for him to mount. "M-matty, please..." You beg, looking over your shoulder at him, unable to stop your mouth from watering at the sight of his thickened length curving up towards his stomach.

He slowly moves over you, rumbling low as the fat head of his cock pushes at your soaked entrance. The air is filled with your desperate gasps as he slowly splits you open. It's big and takes a few gentle shallow thrusts before you can take it in, filling you so full you don't know if it will all fit. Somehow, it does, tightly nestled within your slick, clenching walls, gripping him so much he has to wait before he can move.

You whimper at the new sensations as Matt begins to fuck you, the strength that he's holding back in case he hurts you. Although it just turns you on even more.

"Matty, please. I want it, you won't hurt me. Fuck me." You say as you push your ass back hard against him. He snarls. You can feel the way his dick twitches inside you. You know he wants to unleash, so you do it again.

Then he lets loose, starts to hammer his hips hard and fast, plunging in and out of you so much that your combined fluids are already dripping down the inside of your shaking legs. With every powerful thrust his heavy sac swings forward to pound against your clit making you moan and whine knowing it drives him feral at the best of times.

You can feel every ridge and vein in his cock as his hips piston back and forth, feel how he throbs as you start to squeeze around it. His breath is hot against your ear, the tip of his tongue curling out to lick, almost urging you to let go.

You come apart and he slows down, he's ready to explode, stroking his cock deep and long right up to the hilt as you scream out his name, quaking around him so beautifully.

His balls draw up tight and he's shooting rope after rope of his thick spend, filling your pussy until its leaking from you, fucking it inside until he whimpers from the sensitivity and slowly withdraws.

He's a dutiful lover even as a monster, his muzzle back between your legs as you try to catch your breath, cleaning you up completely with his tongue.

You fall asleep in the crypt tucked up into his chest, and when the morning comes he's shifted back to normal, running his fingers lightly over your side until you wake up and turn in his arms.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry I kept it from you, I didn't want to scare you." He explains, his voice and appearance soft and familiar yet again.

"Matt, I thought you knew you could share anything with me, and I'm not scared... if that wasn't obvious." You reply with a cheeky smile and he returns it, kissing you on the forehead.

"Are you alright? Was I too rough with you?" He frowns, recalling his vigour the night before.

You tilt your head to brush your lips against his and kiss him softly. "I'm fine Matty, besides, I asked you to be rough, remember?"

"I know, but -" You stop his worrying line of inquiry with a finger held over his mouth and he bares his teeth and playfully bites it, making you laugh.

"So do I have to take you for walks now?"

Matt flops back on the bed with a semi-exasperated sigh. "You don't have to..."

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