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lazyneonrabbitt · 3 months

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Girlfriend

Daryl Dixon x Reader | Some smut at the end

Daryl is in a sucky relationship but doesn't see it at first. Reader helps him see and later shows him how a good partnership works.

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With another invite turned down, you had set out on your own. Not that you enjoyed hunting without Daryl, but he seemed to be preoccupied with his girlfriend.

Again.

It was annoyingly quiet out there, nothing that indicated any animal being near..

Only ..rustling plants. Low, no wind in the trees. You followed the sound, staying low and undetected like Daryl taught you until-

Plap. Plap. Plap. "Hahh please~" Plap. Plap. "Quiet." Followed by a grunt and more skin on skin noise.

You recognized that barked command, having heard it a million times before during Daryl's hunting lessons. Was he really out here fucking his gross girlfriend? That preppy lady wouldn't even know how to function out here let alone be comfortable on the forest floor. Why the hell would he fuck that annoying bitch out here but not you during all those times spent together on your own?

But that's how it was these days. Your dear friend always being followed by that hag of a woman and you being sidelined.

On days it could get so bad you ended up in tears, begging Carol to explain why he was being so weird all of a sudden. She knew you cared deeply for him and didn't like Daryl's lady either and when you returned from your cut short hunting trip you told her about your findings. And of course about Daryl's clearly visible annoyance surrounding the act. You ended up being able to laugh about it all, laying back in a fit of giggles just as Daryl came back home and upon seeing him crying out laughter even harder.

"Ahw pookie, did a walker snag you?" She spoke through the snickering, pointing at her neck and back at him which had him look in the mirror and spot a dark red spot on his neck, immediately turning a deep shade of red in the face as he mumbled a response you couldn't make out.

As he stomped up the stairs, grumbling about a shower you gave each other a look and went back to laughing.

"Man, it's sad. Really." Your words brought some seriousness back into the conversation, seeing your friend was still being tortured on a daily basis but never seeming to be doing anything about it.

You all saw it. He was unhappy. But the majority of the community didn't see that. They didn't know him and only saw their happy friend with her quiet, grumbly boyfriend. The man you wanted to be your quiet, grumbly boyfriend.

Even Rick had tried to get his brother alone for even a short moment to make it clear she was bad for him but no matter where he found the archer, the woman was there too.

Everybody knew when Daryl was working in the garage you left him be, emergencies were fine, and leaving him some lunch with minimal interaction was appreciated but those were his moments to unwind. He needed those and you respected it. He'd make sure to let at least someone know so the word spread amongst his friends who all knew he'd come say hi when he was good to socialize again.

But these last weeks someone apparently didn't feel like those rules applied to her. The garage door was opened, allowing a view of Daryl sitting cross-legged on an old blanket and tinkering on his bike. And then behind him on the toolbox, the top cleared off for her to sit on and her legs resting on the bike's front wheel was the missus. You ever so slowly walked past, having Dog spot you and come up for some attention that he never got from the other one which you found more than sad.

You crouched down and lovingly cuddled up with the canine and ruffled his fur, smiling into his neck and listening in on the endless chattering that came from the woman currently disturbing Daryl's much needed alone time.

'Alright fuck this' you thought to yourself before standing up straight and calling out to her. "I heard you bake some amazing apple treats. Wanna show me how to make them?" Daryl gave you the most shocked look ever, but the feet touching the ground behind him made him smile ever so slightly. The one thing she was almost more fond of than Daryl was her baking. Clearly Carol must have told her.

But nothing beat the relief he felt when the two women walked off and Dog came to rest at his side again. He was gonna have to thank you for that later.

Back in the kitchen you suffered through the endless yapping beside you, barely telling you steps for baking and more bragging about her adventurous time in the woods. As you tried to follow her progress you tried your best to twist her words into your favor, and send away any snarky remarks on what you saw in reality.

All you had to do was survive this ordeal and think about Daryl having some time to clear his head.

And clearing his head he did. He felt refreshed after being left alone with his dog and bike for so long. He missed the quiet, started to hate the sound of his lady's voice almost.

But he couldn't tell her that. It was something he'd have to live with, something to get used to about relationships. Just like she had to live with him having Dog and dragging mud into the house.

That was all normal stuff, right? He had no clue so rolling with it until that warm, happy feeling Glenn and Maggie shared showed up. It was only a matter of time, it was gonna happen soon.

Except it didn't, and Daryl got worse so now it was Rick's turn.

He ran out to where Daryl was following around his woman like a lost puppy through the pantry, grabbing him by the shoulders in fake panic and dragging him along, something with trouble, and Carol, and hurry.

So he followed him into his house, where he stopped in the middle of the room and stared at you and Carol on the couch, and Rick behind him.

"Feeling those butterflies yet?" There was clear mockery in her tone, referring to their argument from a while ago about his lady. About how Carol felt he wasn't happy, and he called it none of her business and going on about how everyone had annoyances from time to time and they'd be fine soon. "Ya can't tell me ev'ryones got them butterflies all'a the time."

"Daryl, she doesn't even look at you." Well, she looked, but not in the way it mattered. Stared, gawked and drooled. He was nothing but a piece in her picture of a fake perfect life. And now was the time for truth. "I saw you with her in the woods." Eyes wide he stared at you, discomfort clear on his face. "You hated it, it was clear on your face, you barely even finished before you were up and away from her."

"Whuh-- why'd ya stay?" He stumbled over every word, his mind blank as he heard your reply. "Needed to know if you loved her for real. To move on, get you out of my mind."

He tried to place your words somewhere they made sense, but he got stuck again like he always did.

"Sideline that for a moment. We're talking about the other issue right now." Rick's order helped to get the conversation back on track, looking his dearest friend in the eyes before he spoke the harsh truth.

"Daryl, I know you don't want to hear this from us, but we're worried and you have to understand.." He needed a breath in preparation. "You're never going to be happy with her."

The front door had opened and closed during his sentence, a clearly angry girlfriend rounding the corner. One who had heard his words.

"What the hell are you saying? That's a lie and you know it!" She was face to face with Rick now, giving Daryl a stern look to help defend her. "Who do you think you are to make that assumption! Of course he's happy, he'd tell me if he wasn't!" She went from screaming to pointing aggressively as well. First at Carol. "She's probably just jealous that he likes my baked goods more!"

And then you. "And she.. She's just jealous of what me and Daryl have! You need to mind your own business, all of you!!" She huffed in annoyance.

"Wow." You spoke in the short moment of silence. "Can't believe you can fuck someone with a voice like that. Instant turn off for me."

Now there were four pairs of wide eyes staring at you. Two trying their hardest not to laugh, one in utter shock and one red-faced and ready to throw hands. Not that she'd win against someone who had trained to fight with a cop and a hunter.

She took one step towards you, hands balled into tight fists and brows furrowed in anger when a hand stopped her. "Touch 'er and yer walker bait."

Daryl had stopped her from approaching you. She'd ways obey her loving boyfriend, he loved her for that. "Daryl, honey she-" "Quiet!" He barked the order loud enough to startle everyone in the room, tears slowly forming in the offended woman's eyes. "Why would you let her say that?" She still continued. "You love my voice, my stories when we cuddle.." God, imagine loving your voice that goddamn much. "You said so when we visite--" "I said QUIET. Ya never fuckin' listen do ya?" The initial shock brought the tears to spill. Pressing her lips in a thin line as she sniffled.

You took the opportunity to speak up. "The only reason I asked you about those bland, boring pastries of yours was to give him-" You pointed at Daryl who kept his position in the middle of the group." "-some goddamn peace and quiet. You know, the only thing he actually wants when he's working in the garage." You scoffed at her ignorance. "Funny how everyone here knows, except for his Girlfriend. who loves him 'so, so much'." She went from angry glaring at you to staring at her boyfriend with her best sad eyes. "D.. Daryl? She's lying.. right? Y.. You love me."

No. No he didn't. He realized that now, he only thought he did when she showed him kindness and interest.

He opened his mouth to respond but no word came out. None that went through his head would end this conversation without conflict.

"She's.. I uh." He looked around as if words would appear is he searched hard enough but he quickly realized there was only one clear answer to be given.

The truth.

"Nah, I don'. M'sorry." He had turned back to face her but still hadn't found the courage to look her in the eye, the guilt eating him alive. He didn't want to hurt her. Hurt anyone, but in the process he was hurting himself.

"Liar." Her voice cracked, spirit broken and defeated. "Don't lie to me you love me!"

In her yelling she took a step forward, face now inches away from Daryl's.

"Nah." He repeated again. It stung but she needed to hear him and there it was again, right in front of him but not registering his words. She never truly saw him, heard him, loved him like his found family loved him.

"I don' love ya." Only now did he lift his gaze to meet hers, seeing the tears, the sadness and the anger.

"M'sorry."

She just stared, shaking her head, words lost for once as she cried.

The whole room felt heavy with emotion. It was never the plan to have this talk turn into what it was quickly becoming.

"A- are you.." her words barely came out between sniffs and hiccups. "Leaving me..? Y- you can't.."

"Look," Daryl had to dig deep for the right words, and begged they would work. "I never wanted ta hurtya, s'just.. We jus' ain't a match." He had kept his gaze on her, hoping his eyes would speak what his mouth couldn't. "This.. Us. It ain't workin' fer me." A sigh left him at her silence. He stepped past her, finding the large chair in the corner of the room and sitting down, needing a serious break with how his head was close to overflowing.

A loud sniff left her as she mumbled an okay and left. No further words, just an okay and out she went. Rick made a mental note then to send someone to check on her later. He suggested Daryl to go rest downstairs and take some time off jobs to clear his mind before wishing you and Carol a good day and heading off as well.

"Well, come on." You got a pat on the shoulder from Carol, who lead you off the couch. "You go take Dog for a nice long walk around the community while I go make some comfort food, alright?"

With a nod you retreated downstairs to find Dog napping on Daryl's bed, having to wake him to come with you to get some much needed fresh air for you, and some exercise for Dog.

The community was quiet around dinnertime, having everyone inside with their family, friends and housemates. It was perfect for thinking, commenting on stuff to Dog who padded alongside of you. You should have brought a ball to play with.

Back home Carol was busying herself in the kitchen, all her focus on cooking this meal to keep her from talking to Daryl. He needed the quiet so his head could do some serious sorting out.

You returned to Carol finishing up dinner and watched as Dog quickly made his way over to Daryl and rest his head in his lap.

You joined Carol in the kitchen and helped with plating the food and rinsing pans before leaving for the living room, handing Daryl a plate and eating in silence.

It was clear you weren't talking today and each went on with their lives.

It took a week for Daryl to be back in his usual routine, not avoiding people who could ask questions but just doing his jobs and runs like he normally would.

So now it was time for that talk.

Surprisingly he was the one that came yo you over dinner, having Carol as a buffer to fill in when he'd fall silent made it a bit easier to initiate the conversation.

Of course he had talked to Carol before alone, not knowing how to respond to your words in the first place he wanted some knowledge up front.

"Ya like me, in a boyfriend-girlfriend way?" Daryl's sudden words had you almost choke on your food, giving yourself a moment to breathe before nodding. "Yeah I do." It was no use denying it after what you said last time. And it probably took.him a lot to even start this conversation.

"Can ya tell me how tha' would work." He played around with the food on his plate, needing to keep his hands somehow busy. "If I said yes to it, I mean."

Now you gave him a sweet smile and happily told him. "I guess we'd share a bedroom, whenever you'd be ready for that. And I'd make sure to ask before I kiss you and all that."

"She'd also not kick Dog out and respect your alone time." Carol added with a fork pointed at you both, to which you agreed.

"I jus' ain't sure this is fer me, ya know. I'on wan' things ta get weird." Him admitting his fear was already an important part of any relationship, which you explained to him before adding, "we can give it a trial run, yeah? You can tap out whenever you feel like it's too much, yeah? We'll go at your pace." holding your hand out for him to take it.

Carol had snuck out while you talked and now busied herself in the kitchen to still listen and hop in when needed. She stared at your waiting hand, and Daryl's as he moved it ever so slow to rest it on top of yours. "I like ya too. Should've seen tha' earlier. An' m'sorry fer not seein' yer interest in me."

You gave his hand a little squeeze and so a relationship was started.

Very, very slowly.

Daryl now hovered around when you busied yourself in the kitchen, offered to help more just for the sake of being near you. He slowly worked up the courage to rest his hands on you as he stood around and realized quickly he loved to have his arms around you while you cooked, moving along with you across the counter.

"Daryl," His hands left you immediately, feeling like he overstepped. "Oh, no please, keep your hands on me I don't mind." You let out a laugh as you took his hands and placed them on the side of your ribs. "I just wanted to know if you enjoyed me returning the favor." You gave him a look over your shoulder and watched him as he faked deep thoughts. "I think I'd like yer hands on me, yeah."

You brought over some lunch in a basket. At Daryl's garage you whistled for Dog and gave the basket to him. He happily carried it over to Daryl, handle in his mouth and tail wagging.

Just as you wanted to walk off you were called back over. "Wanna share lunch?" His question shocked you, knowing he never liked people bothering him in the garage so being asked to stay was ..weird. But you stayed anyways and shared a peaceful lunch with Daryl.

You weren't sharing a bed yet. Taking things slow was your tactic, so you'd wait for Daryl to ask, or for him to mention it in conversation when the topic allowed it to be slipped in.

He hadn't yet so you were in bed alone, almost asleep when a knock woke you up. "Yeah?" You called out to whoever it was. The door opened to reveal Daryl in a pair of sweats and an old tee. "M'sorry fer wakin' ya. I wanna try'n sleep 'ere tonight."

His words were like a dream come true, almost literally with you so close to dozing off and scooted over to let him into the bed. The warmth that surrounded him felt good, and hearing your voice whisper a soft good night to him felt right. He returned the words and carefully took a hand to rest it on your side.

He slept through the entire night after years of waking at every creak or caw. When he woke up the first thing he saw was your sleeping form and he knew he wanted that every day. "G'morning, Dee." Your voice sounded like heaven, even in its groggy morning state. "Hmm mornin'." Hw grumbled with a smile. You loved that smile. You wanted to kiss that smile over and over again, but before you got the chance to finish that thought he had made the first move. He moved closer to you, face an inch away as he took a second to steady himself and ever so softly press his lips against yours.

The next night he only went downstairs to bring his pillow with him and moved to your room again, this time letting you settle against him as you got comfortable and again slept through the whole night.

Slowly your cabinet got rearranged to hold Daryl's clothes as well, he'd pull you against him as you both slept.

But maybe tonight he'd try something more than sleeping.

Daryl wasn't a stranger to sex these days, he just wasn't a big fan of it. Sure, it felt nice and he'd get the job done but it never felt like he thought it'd feel.

He hoped it would feel different with you.

You were already in bed when he came out of the shower, wanting to be clean if you were going to be intimate tonight. His arms snaked around yours and pulled your body against his under the covers, pressing the effects of his shower thoughts against your backside as he softly kissed the back of your neck.

"Dee?" You let out a content sigh at his eagerness all of a sudden. "Hmhm. Wanna touch ya." You responded by pressing your ass harder against his cock, grinding against him in slow but steady motions. "I'd love that, please." Words were important to Daryl, he needed his yes's and no's to make sense of these type of situations. Now that he had his yes he slowly made progress by slipping one leg out of his boxers and pulling down your underwear as well.

His cock was back against your ass as his hand snuck down your front and found his way between your folds. His rough fingers felt so good, having you let out a soft gasp as he slipped two fingers into you. You moaned along with his movements, loving the feeling of his thick digits pumping in and out of you. Your hand made its way between the two of you to touch him, moving the hem of his shirt out of the way to take him into your hand properly. Your fingers curled around his cock and pump slowly, soft rhythmic squeezes and pumps had his breathing pick up, almost whining at the touch. After a bit of more lazy touches you started to want more, positioning his length between your legs. He removed his fingers to assist positioning himself at your entrance and carefully moving his his to push into you.

You moaned at the initial stretch, having missed the feeling of being with someone so long. Your hips moved back to meet his on their own and Daryl noticed, enjoying the welcome feeling of his partner joining in the movements. His hand slid underneath your hip as the other trailed up to your chest, lingering just off your breast. With a soft giggle you took his hand and moved it to where he wanted it to be and squeezed softly. Behind you Daryl let out a delicious sound, making you turn just enough so you could watch him. One of your hands reached to scratch at his chin fluff as the other went to cup his balls between your legs, softly kneading them with every thrust of his hips.

His pace picked up and his groans deepened. "This okay for you?" Your voice came out in huffs, watching his face contort in pleasure. "Yeah. Keep touchin', s'good."

You were more than happy to oblige and keep up your gently pawing at his balls and moved your other hand to tangle in his hair, softly scratching his scalp and moving in closer for a kiss. His lips slotted perfectly against yours now after nights of figuring each other out before sleep.

Daryl was enjoying himself. And if your sounds were anything to go by, you were too. Your moans were slowly turning into whines of 'more' and 'please'. The hand that held your breast before now slid further up to your throat as he angled your head by the jaw to deepen the kiss as the hand on your hips helped to roughen his pace. Your sounds, now muffled by his lips were music to his ears and the squeeze of your walls spurred him on more than anything.

"M'close.." You almost whined against his lips, having him double his efforts to make you finish. His hand moved away from your hip in search for your clit, not daring to admit he needed guidance. Your hand moved from between his legs atop of his for a short moment to press the pad of his fingers at the right spot before going back to squeezing at him. It took only a couple more thrusts, rubs and squeezes before you both finished, your walls tightening around his length as he spilled inside of you.

He slumped onto his back, pulling out and putting his underwear back on.

"You good?" You turned to fully face him, "hmhm, yeah tha' was way more fun than I thought." He gave you a soft smile as you wormed your underwear back on too. "S'nice when the lady touches me too." You took his words as an invite and rested your hand on his hip and squeezed. His body was just so perfect for squeezing in any and all places, you loved it. "I'll always happily touch you, just lemme know when you don't like something." He gave a grunt in agreement and suggested sleep for now, continuing the talk in the morning.

So sleep you did, even better now being all tired out.

Breakfast tasted better after that, the air was fresher and the residents were less annoying.

That was of course until the one they didn't want to run into saw them holding hands on the way to the pantry.

"I hope you like sloppy seconds." One voice commented from behind you. "Yeah, sloppy for sure. Horrible lay, that guy." The women giggled among themselves, staring you down. Where Daryl tried to ignore his ex's stupid remarks, you weren't going to leave without snapping back. "Sloppy? Maybe when the chick he fucks squeals like a dying hog! Fucked me so good I could barely walk last night." You sent them a smug look, the women in the background giggling softly as she colored beet red and crossed her arms with a huff, turning away from the two of you in shame. "Ya done makin' a scene now? We gotta grab food." You proudly nodded, a wide smile on your face on your way into the pantry to pick out dinner food.

Daryl might not have shown it on the outside, but he was damn proud of his lady. And hearing you defend him like that made him live you even more.

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A/N: loosely inspired by the Avril Lavigne song. Because I'll forever be a little emo kid by heart.

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gicolette · 2 years

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OC lightning round: do you have an OC tag? who’s your favorite OC? what OC have you had the longest? are there small details about your OCs people wouldn’t imagine?

Hello there! No, I don't have one currently as I have not posted much about them, if there is interest in them, I am more than willing to do that, however!

My current favourite is Dr Illia Zighol who is new-ish and gets dragged through the Star Wars universe, there is a picture of her on my blog that is tagged with her name, I also use it as my profile picture currently!

The OC I had longest is Ms Kasia Ivanow, she started out in the Naruto fandom as another Uchiha OC but evolved over the last 10 years to something else entirely and I love this current version very much. Very snarky goth lady and I don't know if I want to be her girlfriend or want to be her lol. Probably both.

Oh, there are so many with the herd of people there are many small things that just came up one day and stayed.

A tiny detail about the angry goth lady is that she loves to buy small trinkets for her friends and family, like flowers or shiny rocks or that one really weird frog figure she found in a gift shop that made her think of a friend. She's cute like that.

Thank you for asking! I had a blast thinking about these!

Hope you have a lovely time!

#ahw questions!#oc stuff #my peeps #I love them #that's why I make their lives hell #is my personal love language #<3333

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xomakara · 7 months

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Physical Therapy

SUMMARY | Haechan sprained his ankle and is staying at the hospital. Being very horny and needy, he asks his pretty nurse for special treatment… PAIRINGS | Haechan/Fem!Reader GENRE | smut, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fingering, public sex, nurse/patient RATING | Mature LENGTH | 2,366 words AUTHOR’S NOTE | Fuck, why do I have so many one-shots saved in my computer? Anywho, I hope you enjoy :)

Part 2 here

“Haechan, you are an idiot.”

“…Shut up.”

“I can’t believe you sprained it.”

“…I said shut up.”

“You are such an attention whore. Now you have to stay in the hospital. How does it feel?”

“Guys! Will you shut up! Geez, it’s not my fault!” Haechan yelled at his friends. Leave it to Haechan to sprain his ankle before tonight’s party.

“Actually it is. You’re the one who wanted to impress that pretty girl.” Renjun said, raising both his brows at him. All because he wanted to show off his dance moves. Which really didn't make sense, since Haechan was a great dancer.

"I thought you were trying to impress that girl?" Chenle asked Renjun as he passed some soup to Haechan. “Weren’t you trying to serenade her in Chinese?”

"What are you talking about?" Renjun rolled his eyes, the others laughing. “I did no such thing.”

"How in the world could you sprain your ankle?!" Mark questioned, fussing over the younger man. "Dude."

"Should I keep you company?" Jisung asked.

“Good news is that my cousin is coming over to visit later! I'll bring you some of her homemade food later, since I know you all love her cooking. Have fun at the hospital.” Jaemin said happily, waving at Haechan before walking with the rest of his friends out of the hospital room.

Haechan gave them a surprise look. “Wait, you guys are going to leave me?!”

“….yes?” Jeno said, not sure if that question was a trick or not.

"We'll visit you tommorow, Haechan." Renjun nodded, reassuring him.

Haechan grumbled and glared at them. He crossed his arms. “Fine, leave me. Some friends you guys are. Can't believe you would leave.”

"Ahw, you'll be fine Haechan." Mark chuckled, patting him on the head. “Some of the nurses here are really pretty, you know?”

“We’ll tell them to take good care of you!” Jeno called out.

"Yeah, you'll be fine!" Jisung exclaimed.

"Recover fast! Haechannie fighting!" Jaemin pumped his fist in a victory pose.

Chenle waved and gave him a small smile. “Bye Haechan! Have fun at the hospital!”

"Guyssss!" Haechan whined, hoping that one of his friends would at least stay with him.

Haechan sighed once his friends left. Now who was going to give him the attention he needed? It wasn’t his fault that he wanted to show off his nice, smooth moves to that pretty girl. He wanted to get a chance to maybe…score something tonight.

Damn it.

There goes his chance of fucking a pretty girl.

He started to watch some TV. The hospital wasn’t that bad since he had a room to himself. The door opened again, and a very pretty woman entered his room. She was wearing a nurse outfit, showing off her generous cleavage.

She gave him a cute smile.

“Hi there, I'm Na Y/N. I’ll be your nurse for tonight. If you need anything, just press the button.” You said, pointing at the button that was on the dresser.

Haechan looked at you up and down before giving you a smirk.

Oh yeah, he definitely loved the hospital now.

“Y/N, huh? Wait… Are you Na Jaemin’s cousin?” He asked, his eyes wide. “You’re the cousin that cooks all those delicious food for Jaemin, huh?”

“Oh, you know Jaemin?” You asked him.

“Yeah, we’re friends.” Haechan nodded. “I’m Haechan. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh! The one with the sweet yet unique voice whenever he sings? It’s nice to finally put a face to a name.” You smiled at him. “Was Jaemin here to see you earlier? I just started my shift but a few of the other nurses said they saw a group of very good looking men leave your room.”

“Yep, they left not too long ago.” Haechan replied. “I didn’t know you were a nurse.”

“I normally keep my job a secret.” You chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “They don’t believe I’m a nurse because of my looks.”

Which was often true. People always thought you’de be too dumb to be a nurse. That your face and body could pass more for a model.

You didn’t know how or why, but after fighting with the other nurses, you won. The prize was to take care of the handsome young man in Room 127.

“Really now? That must be tough.” Haechan raised his eyebrow. “Well, I’m sure I’ll be in good hands with you.”

“I’ll get you all taken care of.” You smiled as you turned around, your back facing him. “If you need anything Haechan-ssi, just let me know.”

Haechan watched your ass until it disappeared out the door. Yeah, he was going to have fun.

“What’s wrong Y/N?” Minhee, your fellow nurse, friend and roommate asked, grabbing an apple from her plate before taking a big bite of it. It was lunchtime, and you were sitting on the table, your face lying on top of it.

“It’s Haechan! He’s such an... ugh! He won’t stop calling me. He’s getting on my nerves.” You were tired and hungry.

It has been four hours since Haechan came, and you were tired as hell because of him. He made ridiculous requests. 'Oh nurse, can you help me change the channel? Oh nurse, where is the bathroom? Blah blah blah.'

You were sick of it.

Minhee gave you a sympathetic look.

Poor you.

But she didn’t want to take care of Haechan. Plus you did win that bet. You said were going to cockblock her if she ever brought a man home.

Hell no.

Minhee was going to get some dick tonight after her shift. “Why don’t you text Jaemin and ask him what will keep Haechan quiet. He should know since they’re friends.”

You groaned, bringing your phone out of your pocket. “I know but still, he needs to stop pressing that damn button.”

“Maybe he wants and loves your attention. He must really like you.” Minhee said, giving you a teasing smile. "You are pretty."

You stuck your tongue out. “Being pretty doesn’t pay the bills.”

“Why don’t you just fuck him or something?” Minhee suggested.

You groaned again, showing her the text you got from your cousin.

Jaemin: Why don’t you fuck him? He’s been dying to get laid lately.

Minhee laughed. “See? No wonder your cousin and I get along so well. Great minds think alike.”

“Ugh…” You let out, your phone vibrated signaling that Haechan was calling you.

“Oh Y/N,” Haechan sang before pressing the button for the 100th time. “I need your assistance again.”

You groaned and entered his room again, not before shutting the door. You didn’t want Seulyong, the head nurse, to hear you screaming at a patient, especially if it’s Haechan. “What now?”

He gave an amused look. “Now what kind of attitude is that? Aren’t nurses supposed to be friendly with their patients?”

“Not if they're being an ass about it.” You muttered under your breath. “Now what do you want Haechan?”

Haechan moved his shoulders. “My shoulders are stiff. Can you massage them for me?”

If you could, you would curse and walk away from him. But since Haechan knew your cousin, you didn’t want Jaemin to complain that you didn’t take care of his friend. You went over to his bed. “Scoot back.”

He did what he was told, smirking at you as you sat on the bed. After a few minutes, Haechan moaned in satisfaction. You were really good with your hands. He felt his muscles being relaxed as you continued to massage his shoulders.

“Better?” You wanted to get over this. As soon as he nodded, you immediately got off the bed.

Before you could leave the room, he grabbed your wrist. “Yes, better. Can you do me another favor?”

You didn’t even reply. You waited for his request while yelling profanities inside your head.

Damn him.

“I thought I felt a lump on my stomach. I don’t know what that means, but can you check for me?” He sweetly asked.

Curse him for being so damn hot.

When the hell did Jaemin hang out with other good looking guys?

You could perfectly hear the other nurses dying and telling you to do it. You waited until Haechan laid down on the bed, lifting up his hospital gown, revealing his perfect, solid abs and boxers to you.

Slowly, you touched his abs as Haechan shivered from your touch. You had to admit, his abs felt so fucking good with your touch. But you didn’t feel a lump at all. “I don’t feel a lump.”

Haechan opened his eyes. He was enjoying this. “Go higher, it’s somewhere around there.”

You went higher, revealing his solid chest. “Nope, don’t feel it.”

“Huh, I must have been imagining things.” He said, giving you an innocent look.

You glared at him.

Ugh, sneaky bastard.

“I'll go now.” All you wanted to do was go home and sleep this off. This has been such a tiring experience for you. Before you could leave again, he grabbed your wrist again.

“Wait, stay.”

Fuck, no you weren't going to stay.

Sure, he was hot but you were so tired.

“Why? My shift is over. I gave you all the attention you need. It’s time for me to go home.”

Haechan frowned a little. The fun hasn’t even started yet. “You can’t leave yet. I need more attention, especially from a sexy, little nurse.”

Before you could protest, Haechan pulled your body on his bed. You couldn’t even react because he captured your lips with his, dominating it.

It took you a few seconds to realize that you were actually kissing a patient. And your cousin’s friend.

Fuck it.

You knew what to do with this situation, like Minhee and Jaemin told you to. You kissed him back, not giving a rat’s ass that you were about to fuck a patient.

Haechan smirked.

“I see you want my attention.” He said before entering his tongue inside of your mouth.

You just moaned for the cocky bastard. It was better to enjoy the moment than argue with him. Haechan’s lips were incredibly soft, almost pillowy. He deepened the kiss, the hand at the back of your neck bringing you closer. He felt your hand curve around his neck. He moved closer, lured by your response and a small, almost helpless sound you made as you opened your lips.

Haechan was rubbing all over your body, and playing with your short skirt.

“You are such a bad nurse.” He growled before his right hand went inside your skirt, lightly massaging your clit with his thumb that was being protected by your very thin underwear. “Going around fucking all your patients, huh?”

“N-no…”

You arched your back and wrapped your arms around his neck. Dear god. Haechan looked at your exposed neck. Perfect. Leaning you closer, he began attacking your small neck, biting and sucking as hard as he could, making you gasp and clutched his neck even more.

“Haechan,” you moaned in front of his ear, turning him on even more. You could feel his hard member that was covered by his gown and boxers. You began grinding his body with yours, making him moan and wince.

Right now, he wanted to pounce and fuck your brains out right then and there. Instead, he pushed your panties to the side, and added not one, but two fingers inside your now wet pussy, his thumb continuing to massage your clit. “Does that feel good?”

“Oh god, yes…”

He thrusted hard and fast, hitting your g-spot again and again, making you melt and feel good. He moved his fingers to the side, up and down, forcing you to shudder. Haechan bit your bottom lip as he continued to stroke you with his pleasurable fingers.

After a few more strokes, Haechan finally took his fingers out, licking them in front of you. “You are so ready right now, noona.”

"What?" You pouted, slapping his chest in embarrassment. "Who's your noona?!"

Since you were straddling him, Haechan had expertly taken off your skirt and panties.

How the hell did that happen?

“You are. Noona, can you help a patient out? I’m a very horny person.”

You couldn’t reply because he already thrust up inside of you, slowly. You knew he was teasing you, waiting for your reply.

“Yes, I'll help you out, Haechan-ah!” Haechan slowly hit your g-spot.

“I’m sorry. I can’t hear you.” He said, thrusting a little bit faster. “Damn, your pussy is sucking my cock.”

He went inside of you again, making you arch, you moaning in pleasure.

“Yes! I'll help you!” You yelled.

You prayed the other nurses didn’t hear the filth that was going on.

“Fuck, you feel good.” Haechan replied by thrusting inside of you faster now. Each thrust was filling you up with pleasure. Instead of laying down, he sat up in bed, making him go deeper inside your wet pussy. He continued to pound inside of you, making you whimper every time he hit the right spot.

You both came not once, nor twice, but three times. On the fourth fuck, Haechan could feel your walls clenching again.

“Haechan!” You screamed, giving him the satisfaction that he needed as you came for the fourth time. Haechan came as well, arms tightening around you as you continued to spasm in pleasure.

“Another round?” He asked, catching his breath as he gave you a cocky grin.

You lightly pushed off of him and got up. You wanted to, but there was no way you were going to do this for the fifth time. He was a very needy and horny guy. “No, now go to bed or something.”

You put your panties back on. You were about to put on your white skirt until Haechan grabbed it. He leaned towards you. “Tomorrow I need to be satisfied. Will you be here tomorrow to help me, noona?”

You bit your lip, blushing from his comment.

Why did he have to fuck so damn good?! “Of course, I’ll be here Haechan.”

Satisfied, Haechan gave you back your skirt. He couldn’t wait for tomorrow. After all, you were his nurse.

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kentosbabes · 11 months

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First time with roommate Gojo and friend Geto

Your roommate Gojo had invited his close friend Geto over for a sleepover at the apartment. Honestly, he doesn’t seem all that bad, just a little quiet which you don’t mind. It was past midnight when you left your room to head to the kitchen for a glass of water, not noticing a presence in there.

You looked to the opened window and rolled your eyes, already imagining the arguing you and Gojo will have about his smoking habits in the house, but you turn on the light to see a tall and handsome man sitting with a cigarette in between his plush lips. "What's the matter?" Geto said casually and then took a drag from his cigarette. "You're up awfully late, aren't you?"

You explain you couldn’t sleep and he looked sympathetic, “Do you want a smoke?” He politely offered but you declined as you don’t smoke. You didn’t see Gojo walk in, placing one hand on the top of the doorframe and the other in the pocket of his grey sweatpants. “Couldn’t sleep? I know how to make you sleepy, you just need to burn off the built-up energy” tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. He smelt of cotton and fresh clothes whereas Geto smelt expensive and natural.

They both watched you with hooded eyes, Gojo stepped closer to you, running the back of his hand across your bare collarbone where your silky sleepwear has slipped.

Geto lips on your ear lobe breathing. You felt frozen but aroused. What was going on? his hands travelled up your light pink nightgown and pulled it up. The cold air pebbles your nipples and makes the hair on your arms stand up.

With his free hand, Gojo tugged at the collar of your nightgown. "Help me out here."

The two of them unbuttoned your satin sleeping shirt, “Such a good girl.” Geto placed his finger and thumb on your chin lifting your head up while you kiss him, Gojo watching this didn’t want him to have all the fun. Leaning into your neck and placing littered kisses all over sucking and licking redding marks. You moaned into Geto’s mouth, taking advantage of the open mouth he furthered the kiss, pushing your body plush to his.

Your fingernails dug into Geto’s shoulders, clinging to him as your arousal rose within you. You could feel the tension between your legs growing between your leg as Gojo’s cock aligned with your clit, running against it with Geto kissing you and brushing his fingers on your nipples.

Gojo stopped his reading and started to actually fingerfuck you, “Need to get you ready to take both of us.” Your heart stuttered and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. Gojo shoved the crotch of your panties aside and started rubbing your clit without the fabric in the way. “You’re so fucking wet for us, aren’t you?” Dipping a finger into your pussy with ease, he started to move at a rhythmic pace faster and faster until you could feel your climax arising. You started to fall into an orgasm that’s is powerful than any you have ever been able to give yourself in the comfort of your own room.

“Wanna taste?” Gojo stuck two fingers back into you and grabbed Geto’s nape, bringing him closer to the fingers. Geto slowly licked them, making eye contact throughout the interaction with you. “Sweet.” Your legs clenched at the lewd scene enfolding in front of you.

Geto is half hard, his dick curving away from his stomach, watching you get fingered by Gojo whilst leaning on him for support almost made him cum right then and there. Gojo stopped his movements after you reached your climax and you fell to the floor, the cool kitchen tiles on your knees soothed them.

“Ahw, now I’m feeling lonely, wanna help me out? Hm?” Geto teased untying the drawstrings of his black and red plaid bottoms, freeing his half-mast cock.

You moaned in pleasure, wrapping your tongue around Geto’s cockhead. It was pulsing steadily, slowly growing out of control. You could see him quickly unwinding, his gut coiling in a familiar fashion. Head bobbing up and down, before leaving only the tip in your mouth, and swirling your tongue around the ridge. Using one hand whilst your mouth was busy to pleasure Gojo in the same rhythm. A cacophony of moans fell from his red and bitten lips leaving his cock listed and leaking his seed into your throat. You swallow, looking up at them both through your eyelashes and a smirk on your lips.

You moved your head to Gojo to finish him off. He’s moaning, and he realizes it's a low desperate sound, his breath catching in his throat. Gojo’s darkened eyes remained on you, his previously clenched hands clasping the back of your head. You could feel a familiar warmth tipping from his dick into your throat, picking you up bridal style into his bedroom with Geto following the both of you. He laid you down, ass up. Gojo felt Geto’s fingers wrap around his cock, angling his cock into your cunt. He thrust forward, closed his eyes and groaned as tight wet heat clenched around him.

Geto’s hands were everywhere, all over Gojo and you, caressing and kneading every bit of flesh he could reach.

You gasp into Gojo’s mouth, unconsciously raising your leg up to wrap around his waist as he supports you with his arm, your fingernails clawing at his shoulders as you feel yourself reach your high, the coil in your tummy snapping.

Incoherent babbling aside, you turned your head to look at Geto leaning back in pleasure as he fondled his own balls. You start to kitten lick until you could feel him. Matching the speed Gojo set on your pussy, as he increased the pace so did your hand on Geto. He started to finger you whilst he was still in you, whining and moaning at the fullness. He managed to get to 2 fingers when Geto threaded his fingers through your hair, pulling you off of him so he could go to your cunt. He pulled her down onto his hard cock until she was filled up with both of their dicks. The stretch was unbelievable, you could see the imprint of their dicks in your abdomen.

Eyes rolling back at the pressure and fullness both their lengths provoked, it felt different with two dicks inside of you. You could feel the difference in sizes and texture but also pace and rhythm. Gojo lifted you up and down their dicks to adjust you, you laid your head on Geto’s abdomen as he was laying down as well.

Geto leaned up and breathed in your ear. “I could spend forever watching you get fucked by both of our cocks, watching it spill out of you and then the both of us fucking it back in.” You shivered as his tongue danced with yours, tasting every inch of your mouth. It was too much, you were going to cum “m’ cumming!” You climaxed alongside the both of them, warm seed leaking out of them together, grunting and groaning in sync.

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tomorrowxneverland · 3 months

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[Treasure] You poking or squishing their cheek

☆ all members ☆ gn!reader ☆ fluff reposted!

Hyunsuk:

He probably jolts a bit because you surprised him.

He has absolutely no idea why you did it but he’s still smiling like a fool, also giggling because this boi is very ticklish!

You could squish his cheeks for all you want, if that’s what makes you happy, he’s not going to stop you.

Your hands feel nice and warm on his face, anyways.

Not to mention that you’re super close to him too, it makes his heart sing.

If you kiss the tip of his nose when you’re done squishing his cheeks, he will pass out from cuteness overload.

Jihoon:

He’s going to give you a bright smile because he thrives off the attention you give him.

However, he will also take this as a sign that you want his attention!

Which he will gladly give you, no, it doesn’t matter if you actually wanted his attention or if you just wanted to poke his cheek.

He will pull you into his lap and squish your cheeks, at first for revenge, then because your cheeks are so soft???

When you start whining at him to stop, he’ll just chuckle, “Why? Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Well, if you want him to stop, he can do that… and press small kisses all over your face instead…

Yoshi:

His cheeks would turn slightly pink under your palms (like can u imagine i would cry).

He looks at you fondly, letting you do whatever you wanted but still questioning what came over you.

He gives you this confused expression when you say that it’s because his cheeks looked squishable??

Then he just laughs at you and takes your hands, playing with them.

But actually he’s getting very serious about this topic, like what makes a cheek squishable?

Squishes your cheeks back to check if yours are squishable too or not.

Junkyu:

“Ahw, why are you doing this to me?” he whines, with the biggest smile on his face.

He might playfully swat your hands away if you poke his cheeks too much but he will get disappointed when you actually stop.

On this note, the type to pout and get super offended if he ever catches you touching someone else’s cheeks.

Are his cheeks not good enough for you? You better give all your affectionate touches to him only.

This is how he realized that he loves it when you touch his face in general, for example, gently caressing him while cuddling. He will melt.

He wouldn’t really take revenge, but he also wants to caress your cheeks softly.

Jaehyuk:

This sweet boy will immediately smile when you poke his cheek like, “Yes, what is it, my love?”

This could really be something completely normal that the two of you do to get the other’s attention, it would be cute.

Also something to do when you’re bored.

For example, the two of you would just cuddle or watch something and then you just randomly start poking the other’s cheeks.

Then you start poking each other’s sides and wherever you can reach…

10/10 will end up with a tickle fight.

Asahi:

CAN YOU IMAGINE POKING SAHI’S DIMPLES I’M WRITING THIS WHOLE REACTION BECAUSE OF THE THOUGHT :(((((

He wouldn’t even react when you poke his cheek at first because ok, sometimes you do weird things but he loves you so you get a pass.

Then he looks at you with a blank but confused expression, like, “What are you doing?”

And you look at him with your brightest grin and say, “Smile.”

And he has absolutely no idea what possessed him at that moment but he smiles back at you almost on instinct.

And you can feel your finger sink into his dimple… and you cry…

Doyoung:

He’s already used to being doted on so he doesn’t mind if you poke his cheeks at all.

If you asked him, he would even let you willingly! He likes the fact that you want to touch him in the first place.

Squishing his cheeks is where it gets dangerous because then you have your entire palm on his face, and his cheeks are super soft too.

But he will grab your wrist (both, even!) to keep you in place then proceed to press kisses on your palm.

He gets so proud of himself when you turn into a blushing mess, he can never get tired of it.

And he will also love to just pinch your cheeks, he thinks you’re the cutest.

Haruto:

He’s not a fan.

He would stare at you like an angry kitten all the while you squish his cheeks.

He doesn’t like the poking either but when you just poke his cheeks out of the blue, he won’t have the time to put on the angry kitten face and will automatically start smiling.

Because even though he doesn’t like it much, he likes you very much, and thinks that it’s adorable how you want to touch his cheeks so bad.

He will only tolerate it for a short while, though, before he pulls your hands off of him.

If you try arguing, he will poke and squish and pinch your cheeks in the most annoying way to teach you how not fun it is.

Jeongwoo:

Save him.

He gets so red and flustered when you touch his cheeks, especially when you do it out of the blue.

His brain will simply just shut down.

He half wants you to stop so he can recover but also never wants you to stop.

He’s also the type to get very jealous when you touch someone else’s cheeks, he will sulk and not talk to you, I’m not even joking.

When he’s done processing, he will take this as some kind of couple bonding activity and always surprise you by poking your cheeks.

Junghwan:

He’s also a very flustered baby.

But his first reaction is to duck away and get some distance between himself and your hands.

He would eye you warily and question your intentions.

When you tell him that you just want to touch his cheeks because they look very soft, he will reluctantly let you touch.

He would be still embarrassed but he’ll slowly get used to it and start smiling.

Definitely won’t let you off without repaying the favor first, and he would really take a liking to touching your cheeks.

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midnightlizard · 2 months

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Kara Danvers x gn!spidey! reader

Love square

Summary: Kara loves the reader, but they're in love with Supergirl. None of them knows who the other secretly is. (it's basically the miraculous plot if you've ever seen it)

Warnings: nothing really. Reader has Spiderman powers but the superhero name (Y/S/N) is not specified

Word count: 5080

It was a quiet night out in the streets, you already swung over the city a couple of times looking for people getting robbed, attacked or even murdered. But to everyone's luck, except maybe yours, National City was very peaceful tonight.

Hanging from a streetlight, you were pondering ending your patrol and just going back to bed, until you noticed something small moving out of the corner of your eye.

It didn't trigger your senses but you still decided to get on the ground to check it out.

What seemed to be now a small animal shierked away from the sudden movement, hiding under a bench.

Looking through the cracks of the wood you saw a pair of yellow eyes looking back at you.

"come here kitty, come come" you knelt on the cement, trying to get it to come to you. Surprisingly enough, it slowly advanced, coming out to sniff your outstretched fingers.

"oh sorry baby I have no food with me" but thankfully the cat didn't seem to mind, as it started headbutting your hand in search of cuddles. Now that it was under the light you could see its black fur and white spots, that made it look like it had socks on and a mustache.

"ahw look at you, you're so cute!" he wasn't wearing a collar, but you could tell he was a boy.

Between finding the best place to pet him and thinking how you could sneak him into your apartment at this hour without anyone noticing, you suddenly felt a shiver run down your spine and heard a gunshot a second later.

"sorry baby, got to go" you hurriedly said, and the cat almost seemed to miss your touch as you sprung into action, shooting a web at the nearest building and launching yourself into the air, swinging towards the sound.

When you arrived, not too long after, all you could see was a big red cape twirling around and three men around it.

There she was, the girl of steel, in all of her glory, fighting bad guys and not breaking a sweat. They didn't seem too dangerous and you both knew she could handle them herself. But that way you wouldn't get a chance to flirt with her.

You silently crawled the walls, as to not alert the men, and with every bad guy she sent flying into the air, you trapped them with your webs.

"what took you so long?" she asked, removing dust from her hands.

"I was with a kitty! I came as soon as I heard" you leaned close to her face "why, you missed me?"

"not a chance spidey" she put a hand on your cheeck and turned your head the other way. "where is the woman?" she took a step back, searching around. When her gaze turned to you, she saw your head tilted to the side in confusion, and decided to explain.

"there was a woman with them, they were trying to rob her, I jumped in but she must have escaped. Did you not see anyone on your way here?"

Even tho she couldn't see it, you smiled and shook your head "sorry beautiful, but you're the only woman I see" that made her groan out loud, though you knew she wasn't seriously bothered by it.

Since the moment you two met, you were instantly drawn to the blonde, to the confidence in her steps and the undeniable sweetness of her heart, and the fact that she was gorgeous was definitely a plus.

And from the first moment you decided to make it clear, you were never one to hide your feelings no matter the nature, hence the constant flirting.

Unfortunately, she never seemed to return the sentiment, turning you down every single time claiming she already had someone in her heart.

"I need to take them to the police station" she replied, ignoring the flattery "wanna help me bug?"

"You know" you started, already attatching two of the men on your back "for someone who insists on refusing me, you sure like using pet names"

You didn't give her time to reply when you gave her a mask covered kiss on the cheeck "race you there sweetheart" and with that, you started swinging, leaving her to scoff and pick up the remaining criminal.

The rest of the night went by smoothly, with only a couple of people speeding at a red light, but you weren't a traffic vigilante, so you didn't intervene.

- - -

It was almost five a.m. when you got back to your apartment. You went to check on your phone, not really expecting anyone to text you during the night. Much to your surprise, someone did.

Two hours ago, almost at the time you met supergirl, Kara texted you. It was nothing really, she just said how excited she was for your lunch plans for tomorrow, but it still made you laugh that she felt the need to say that in the middle of night.

Throwing your phone back on the nightstand, you took your suit off and got into bed, trying to get as much sleep as possible, to not look like a zombie in front of your friend.

- - -

Turns out, she looked just as sleepy as you. In fact, as soon as you two sat down at noonas, she let out a big yawn, covering her mouth with her hand "sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night" she apologized, light blush on her cheeks.

"oh I believe it" you said, picking up the menu "with texting me in the middle of the night and stuff"

Had you not been so focused on what to order, you probably would have noticed the darker shade of red that took over her face. "yea I was uhm, I couldn't sleep and I was thinking about it"

"We could have met another day, I wouldn't want you to fall asleep on me" you stated jokingly but she instantly started shaking her head.

"No! No, I mean, we haven't seen each other in a long time and I wanted to see you. Besides, I'm fine, really"

You almost wanted to laugh at her eagerness, she always managed to look cute without ever trying to. While on the other side of the table, Kara felt so embarrassed she wanted to fly away and never come back.

You resumed talking after the waiter came for your orders "You wanted to see me? You need something?"

yea to be your girlfriend.

"No it's, it's about next week's game night" she seemed to take a breath, pondering her next words "I was wondering if you could come earlier to uh, to help me prepare"

You squinted your eyes at her request, she never wanted any help setting things up, and she always ordered take out so it's not like she needed help in the kitchen.

Taking your silence as an answer, she started fidgeting with her hands. "Yea you're probably busy sorry, don't know why I-"

Kara stopped mid sentence, feeling your hand on hers. "No it's okay hun of course I can, I was just confused." she just nodded, raising her free hand to adjust her glasses.

When your food arrived, you removed your hand and the blonde immediately missed your warmth.

Nothing special happened after that, except for Kara blushing one too many times for her liking.

Once you two finished she had to excuse herself to run back to the office, before Cat would notice she's late. She went to reach for her purse but you stopped her, wrapping your hand gently around her wrist.

"Today it's on me beautiful"

If she hadn't felt her knees buckle at the petname and at your smile, she probably would have been more stubborn; instead Kara just hangs with her mouth open and nods, quickly running away.

- - - -

As soon as she entered the building, she was told by an intern that Cat was looking for her, so with a heavy sigh she ran into her office.

"Is the article I asked you last week-" she asked as soon as Kara got in, sending the blonde a slight glare "finally ready?"

Kara pushed her glasses up "Yes miss Grant, I just need to fix the layout" and she was about to add something, but the breaking news report displayed on the big screens behind Cat caught both of their attention. It was about a bank robbery (Y/S/N) alone just thwaterd.

With an intrigued glint in her eyes, the CEO turned her head to face her employee. "amusing, isn't it? Just a few months ago we all thought they were just Supergirl's side kick, turns out they're equals."

Hearing a scoff coming out from the blonde, she raised an eyebrow "you don't think so, Keera?"

"Of course they're a hero and they're saving people but they're definitely not like Supergirl" taking her boss' silence as a question she continued, and the words left her mouth before she could ponder them.

"Supergirl is serious and wants to get it over as quickly and as efficiently as possible, but they always plays around and get distracted constantly, and they're not serious at all."

"You seem to know a lot about them" she leaned forward, with her arms on her desk, and not caring about the blonde's stuttered excuse, she shrugged her shoulders "well considering you and supergirl are basically best friends"

Kara found a way to get out of this situation "yea she talked to me about them a coup-"

"I want to interview them. Give your current article to Jim or Finn," who was probably Winn "and get me that interview as soon as possible. They've never been in a real interview so it will be a scoop."

Knowing she couldn't even try to argue with the CEO, she nodded her head "you'll have it miss Grant" and got out of her office.

- - -

"what do I do Alex? It's not like I can go as Supergirl and ask them, they'll know something is up and will probably figure out who I am."

Unlike for (Y/S/N), where no one knew who they were, a lot of people knew who Supergirl was, and Kara thought it would be better if no more people knew about her other identity, and that meant hiding from you too, both of you.

"You're giving them a lot credit, I thought you thought they were dumb?" Alex asked with a small smile on her lips.

The kryptonian raised her head from the couch of her apartment, where it was previously buried, and looked at her sister with a frown. "They annoy me because they play around too much and constantly flirt with me but I never said they were dumb, they're actually really smart, and a good hero."

Alex has worked a lot with you so Kara knew she was just joking, but for some reason she still felt the need to defend you. The agent looked at the blonde before suggesting her idea "what if I ask them? They know you're my sister and it wouldn't be weird that I want to help you with your super demanding boss."

"mhh yea, that could work." a soft smile appeared on her lips "Thanks Alex"

Alex just nodded, waving her hand around dismissively. "More importantly," she started again, with a glint in her eyes that made Kara fear of what she was going to say "how did it go with (Y/N)? Are you two a thing yet?"

She started laughing as soon as she heard her sister's loud groan. "ugh I knew you were gonna ask that"

"you didn't tell them, did you?" Alex leaned her arm on the backrest of the couch, leaning her head on her arm.

"I mean I tried to" she glared at her sister's laugh, but she knew she couldn't really blame her "I just, stutter so much around them they must think I'm stupid"

"Ahw I'm sure they don't Kara" she stopped her teasing to reassure the kryptonian "first of all, you two are friends before anything else, second of all they're such a sweet guy they'd never think of you like that"

She stopped for a second, seeing the hopeful gaze in her sister's eyes "and most importantly, I'm sure they like you back, with all the pet names they give you."

"that doesn't mean anything, they call everyone by a nickname"

"you're the only one they call beautiful or pretty or honey or sweetheart or-"

"okay I get I get it" the flustered blonde hid her head between the pillows of the couch, face red from the tip of the nose to the top of the ears, just by thinking of all the times you called her any of these names.

"I mean...(Y/S/N) uses those on me too" the kryptonian resumed, and for some reason the blush didn't leave her cheeks.

- - -

Two days later, you sprinted from your house all the way to the D.E.O. and landed on the balcony, running to find Alex.

You started looking around, the big screens that often showed info about the mission were turned off with no one around, but that's not what caught your attention. Supergirl was nowhere in sight, she must have been called in too right? Unless she couldn't come.

When you noticed dark brown hair sitting at a chair from afar, you got into the director's office, probably breaking the handle with the sheer force you used.

Alex turned her head to look at you.

"What's going on Alex? Where's Supergirl? Is she okay?" The agent got up from her seat to face you.

"Calm down (Y/S/N), she's fine nothing happened" she reassured you "I just need your help with something"

Even though she couldn't see your face, frustration could be heard from your tone. "Nothing happened? You sent me a 911 signal" your shourlders slumped.

"yea because I need your help now"

You loudly groaned, though you were mostly grateful nothing serious happened, especially to Supergirl. "What do you need short Danvers?"

Making fun of her was a privilege you could only have while wearing your suit, given you were normally afraid of her.

Knowing you had the upper hand with your powers, and that it was all just playful teasing, she let it go, voicing her need. "My sister needs to get her boss an interview with you and she knows I work with you and supergirl so she asked for my help"

You opened your mouth to agree but closed it right after, thinking you could get something out of this too. "If I agree to the interview-"

"oh my god" Alex rolled her eyes "I'm not getting Supergirl to go on a date with you"

You loudly laughed at that, everyone knew where your head was at. "that's not what I was going to say!" you took a brief pause "but if that's what your offering..."

She crossed her arms, raising her brow, successfully shutting you up.

"I want to know who she-"

"definitely not" she interrupted you.

"oh come on, why not?" you move your hands in the air "you know who she is, John knows who she is, even Winn knows!"

"It's just safer this way spider, don't argue with me" her excuse didn't really hold up but you let it go for now, it should be Supergirl's call after all.

"fine" you rolled you eyes. And besides, "when's the interview?" you couldn't say no to Kara.

- - -

The next day you were on the roof of CatCo, your legs dangling off the edge.

"oh good you're here" you turned around at the sound of Kara's voice.

"your sister said you needed me" you got closer to her.

"yes hi" she replied quickly "but I will not be the one doing the interview, my boss Cat will" she glanced at the door. "but I need to tell you a few things first"

With a confused look, not that she could see it, you shrugged your shoulders, letting her go on "okay first" she took a big breath, speaking rapidly after that "do not let her drag you into her office, she will have the upper hand and you will not be able to withold information. Second, do not answer any personal life question, no matter how useless you think they are, she could always use them to find out who you really are. Third, don't even think-"

"with all due respect, my lady" you stopped her rant with your hands on her shoulders, and she regained her breath with a slight glare. The reason for it was unkown to you. "I am the superhero between us, so I know what I can and can't say"

And she didin't have time to rebut when she suddenly heard heels clicking their way up the stairs, making her jump away from you.

"Keera, glad to see you were able to do what I asked"

"isn't it Kara?" you spoke loudly, faking innocence, wanting to correct the older woman without being too obvious.

The woman gave you look, but didn't say anything. "can you leave us alone?" she turned to the reporter "I'd like to interview them alone"

- - -

The interview went well, you think, you didn't say anything about yourself and ended up following Kara's instructions. You thought about telling her how it went, but as you got to her desk you noticed her bag and jacket were gone.

"where did Kara go?" you stopped Winn is his steps, knowing he wouldn't be surprised by your presence.

"oh she went home early. She had a thing with (Y/N)- a friend" he corrected himself, thinking you wouldn't know them.

You forrowed your brows, but when your eyes landed on the clock hung on the wall you felt a shiver run down your spine. You were very late. You should have been at Kara's huose over half an hour ago.

You let out an exasperated sigh, "great- uh, I have to- I have to go now. I''l see you at- the DEO...soon?"

Winn only looked at you weirdly but he didin't have time to respond before you patted his shoulder and jumped out of the window, drawing some curious looks.

If Winn didin't know about your crush for supergirl, he'd probably thing you were jelous of yourself.

- - -

After picking up the backpack you left in one of the allies near Catco, you quickly put on some clothes, hiding your suit. You run up the stairs to Kara's apartment, frantically knocking on her door, still breathless and with your hair messy.

She had been pacing around the room for quite a while now so she quickly opened the door to your apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry I'm late love, I had a work thing and I thought about getting you something but it would have just been worse so I didn't"

You tried to explain, but to be honest her mind was still on how cute you looked with your cheeks flushed and how you breathlessly called her "love".

"oh it's fine. It doesn't matter now" she said letting you in, closing the door behind you.

"why? I thought you wanted help with something?" you shrugged your coat off, standing in the middle of the room. Hearing footsteps behind you, you turned around, your eyes meeting Alex's.

"hi, I didn't know you were coming here earlier too" you said, going in for a hug.

"she didn't come here early" Kara answered with a light edge to her tone, going into the kitchen.

"did you forget?" Alex whispered, and her tone wasn't as harsh, but it did sound like she wanted to scold you. It couldn't have been that serious, right?

You shook your head "no I told her I got caugth up in-" James knocking on the door stopped you, and soon after everyone else was there.

- - -

The night was going on smoothly, except for the fact that Kara didn't seat next to you like always, and she was persistent on avoiding your gaze, even tho you could feel her looking at you from time to time. She seemed to fidget more with her hands than usual, so you were sure something was up.

Thinking that asking Alex was not an option, you leaned towards Lena, whispering in her ear when it wasn't her turn to play.

"you know what's wrong with Kara?" she subtly turned to look at you, her lips in a thin line, she didn't need to look at her best friend to know what was going on inside her head.

"she's been like this all night, did she tell you anything?" you pleaded

Said blonde jumped up from the couch, claiming she was going to get another round of snacks and went into the kitchen. The Luthor gave you a nod, silently prompting you to follow the kryptonian, and as you got up to do so, you felt another pair of eyes on you.

You quietly made your way over, Kara's back facing you while she got herself a glass of water.

"uh are you okay?" you uttered, leaning on the counter so you could see her face "I noticed you were acting a bit..strange" you lowered your head, but she was once again avoiding looking at you, using her glass as a distraction.

"did something happen at work?" you met Cat, so you woulnd't be surprised "or-" you gulped, you'd hate to be the reason why she was acting like this "-are you mad I got here late?"

She slammed the glass back on the counter letting a few drops spill out, surprising herself when it didn't break. Kara took a deep breath, before replying "I'm not mad at you, (Y/N)" but it was really hard to believe it.

"okay, then what is it?" you got closer, putting your hand on hers, so she would look at you, and she did. The reporter raised her head, her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth agape, as if she was thinking on what to say. But when nothing came up she resumed to looking at your conjoined hands.

Kara could feel her wrist burning from your hold, and all the whispers and heartbeats she could hear from the other room prevented her from thinking.

"come with me"

You followed her closely, making up a stupid excuse on why you're exiting the apartment, even if none of your friends seemed surprised.

Kara brought you all the way to the roof, and still hasn't uttered a word. And you let her, giving her time.

But after a minute of silence and her pacing around you got in front of her, making her almost bump into you.

"Kara" You called "it's just me. What's going on?"

You smiled in reassurance, but she just forrowed her brows, letting out a big sigh. That wasn't much you could do to help her if she didn't talk unfortunately, you could only look at her.

Look at how her hair was slowly coming out of her ponytail due to the wind, how her eyebrows were so close together you were surprised she hasn't got a headache yet, and how her eyes seemed darker under this light.

And this sight was so familiar, but it didn't feel like you were looking at Kara, not really.

"I know what you want to tell me" you breathed out, and the fact she was looking at your lips is probably the only reason why she was able to hear you.

"you do?"

"yea" you smiled, shaking your head in disbelief "I can't believe I was so blind"

She felt her cheeks heat up, but her heart fell right out of her chest with your next words.

"you're Supergirl"

The super profusely tried to deny it, claiming you drank too much or had a wide imagination. Even going as far as commenting "I wish"

"oh" you raised your brows "so you don't have super strength, laser eyes, ice breath, and you can't fly?"

"no oh my god I could never be her" she let out a shaky laugh, adjusting the glasses on her nose, you couldn't believe they deceived you for such a long time.

You started walking around, getting closer to the edge "mhh you're right, I just thought because you're blonde you might be her" you reasoned, pointing to your hair.

"not the only blonde in National City" she replied and shrug her shoulders, hoping you would just drop the subject, the idea of expressing her feelings long gone.

"such a shame" you were able to see Kara turning on her heels in your peripheral vision "I really hope the real Supergirl comes to my rescue then"

She couldn't have spun her head around faster, but you were already out of sight, falling down the building.

The kryptonian shouted your name, jumping off the edge using her powers. When she couldn't see you anywhere she started panicking even more.

"(Y/N)? (Y/N) where are you?"

"behind you, beautiful" You were smirking with your arms crossed, your feet glued to the wall, steadily keeping you in place.

"what were you thinking about, jumping like that, you could have died, how are you even-" she said it all in one breath, stopping only when a look of realization took over her face.

"I've never seen Kara so pissed at me, it's new"

She let out a big groan, and not sparing you another glance, she got back onto the roof, you following after her.

"were you ever planning on telling me?" she squinted her eyes

"I mean, were you? You and your sister always made sure to tell me how I should keep my identity a secret"

"that's different, I didn't know it was you" she knew she wasn't making any sense, but her brain wasn't working properly at the moment, her heart still hasn't recovered from the scare you gave her, and she had so many things to process.

"come here" you took both of her hands in yours, bringing her closer to you. "I know who you are and you know who I am, doesn't that just mean we can trust each other more?" you offered, running your thumbs along the skin, effectively calming her down.

"I've always trusted you, even when I didn't know who was hiding behind the mask"

"oh, oh I'm sorry" her smile turned into a face of confusion "is it Kara or Supergirl talking? because I know Supergirl would never say something so sweet to me" that earned you a slap to the shoulder.

She rolled her eyes "shut up I take it back, we both think you're annoying"

But you didn't laugh with her, something else occupying your thoughts.

"do you like me, Kara?" you took a step closer, and she didn't have it in herself to take a step back. "you always say it's useless to flirt because there's someone else in your heart and I never asked, but now I'm asking you" you took a brief pause "do you like me?"

She sighed, knowing she couldn't lie to you anymore, so she slightly nodded, curling her eyebrows.

"but you like Supergirl"

"you are Supergirl" you answered matter of factly, but you had a feeling you knew what she was getting at.

"I like her because she has the biggest heart I have ever seen, she' s passionate about her job, both of her jobs, I love how her cape bounces around as she walks and how she can't seem to keep her glasses from falling off"

You brought your hand up her chin, making her look at you, while your other hand adjusted said glasses.

"I've always liked you Kara, all of you, I just thought of this part of you too much of a friend to notice"

Kara was totally hanging from your lips at this point, not only because she was looking at them.

You leaned your head down as she circled the hand that held her face.

"can I kiss you?" you murmured, making her nod vigorously.

"please"

It only took you half a second to close the distance, and you instantly felt Kara reciprocating the kiss, moving her lips against yours in an almost desperate demeanor. Her other hand gripped your shirt to pull you closer and when she felt you fingers on her sweater she gasped lightly.

you broke the kiss after a minute with a bite to her bottom lip, making her let out another small sound and left her chasing after you.

She blinked quickly a few times after she recovered, a deep blush still present on her cheeks. "I like you, too" the blonde replied breathlessly and slowly lowered her hands, not sure what to do with them.

"yea i guessed that" you teased, stealing another kiss.

Soon after that you two decided to head back, after Kara told you everyone knew she was planing on telling you today, and thanking you for the interview.

When you got back into the apartment everyone suddenly stopped talking and looked at you.

"so, did you two kiss?" it was of course Winn who broke the silence, voicing all of their thoughts. You looked over at Kara, and seeing her flushed face, you decided to answer, nodding.

"and I know she's Supergirl" you added, trying to ease the mild akwardness

"and I know you're (Y/S/N)" she retorted, not realizing what she said until she heard gasps all over the small apartment

"Kara!" you tightened your grip on her hand for a second, but she could see you weren't really annoyed. Various confused questions followed your statement, Alex's voice sounding above them

"so, the person who likes to make fun of me and never does as I say" she crossed her arms, letting her lips curve into a smirk as she watched you get behind the krytponian, now aware of the strenght she possessed.

"you know, you should probably focus on something else" you spoke up from behind Kara's shoulder, while gripping the end of her sweater "why don't we go back to the game, you were winning right? isn't it right Kara?"

Said woman smiled at your antics, playfully rolling her eyes "let them go Alex, you can torture them another day"

"no she can't" you tried to argue, but the brunette was already off to get another bear from the fridge.

You suddenly felt the sweater slipping away from your grip, and lowered your head to find Kara now looking at you, with a small smile on her lips.

"come on, let's go play" she pulled on your hand, making you follow her.

She did seat next to you now, still stealing glances when she thought you wouldn't notice, and instantly looking down every time you caught her.

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French Kiss ~ Seungmin (O.de)

18+ minors dni

Pairing: Seungmin x Reader

Genre: smut, friends with benefits

Notes: 3.3k words. Includes making out, oral (f receiving), protected sex that turns into unprotected sex, fingering, sexual acts during a short facetime call, edging (f receiving), mentions of porn, talks about being safe with other people, reader just came back from sleeping with someone else and she talks about things they did. I think that's it!

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“I know it's late, but are you busy?” You ask through the phone. You look out of the window as you sit in the middle of the bus as the only passenger.

You hear Seungmin scoff softly. “No, I’m not busy. But I have a feeling I might be.”

“See you in 10 minutes?” You semi ask, rather stating it.

“On my way.” He replies with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

The moment you step out of the bus, you already see him standing by the bus stop.

“Ahw you're picking me up? How sweet of you.” You joke, walking up to him and heading to your apartment together.

“I wasn't gonna wait by your front door like a creep.” He says, stepping inside your small apartment and taking off his jacket. “You wanna rant first and fuck later, or rant while we get started already?”

You feel slightly embarrassed that he knew you had to rant about this date. And even more embarrassed that you need him so much, that you mutter out a quick ‘second option please.’

Seungmin chuckles and scoffs. “Tsk, you should have just called me right away.”

He starts to kiss your neck while he sneaks his hands to the small of your back. Still kissing, he guides you to your bedroom as you speak about the date.

“He’s an okay guy, but he's obsessed with FaceTiming me? Or just FaceTime in general, I think.” You start, softly panting as Seungmin kisses you quickly in between sentences.

He takes off his shirt and turns you around to unzip your skirt for you. He softly hums that he hears what you're saying.

You give him a kiss back and unzip his jeans, sliding your hand over his boxers. It seems you're not the only one who's in the mood tonight.

“How many times have you gone out with him?” Seungmin asks, guiding you onto your bed. He hovers over you and quickly unbuttons your blouse.

“Few times. But this was the first fuck though.” You answer, taking off your blouse entirely. You then take off your stockings and lay back down again. “He just.. didn't do it for me. And I’m sorry but the dates were kinda boring.”

“He kept talking about FaceTime?” Seungmin asks with an amusing smile. He hooks his fingers on the sides of your panties and drags them down.

He’s not wasting any time and presses his lips on your thigh, slowly kissing his way up to your pussy. He leaves a few licks, earning a very satisfied moan from you.

“Mhm.” You reply, your thoughts getting hazy as you focus on Seungmin's mouth on you. “Always that fucking FaceTime.”

Suddenly you get jolted out of your focus by your phone ringing. You reach for it on your nightstand and check your screen.

“Speak of the devil.” You say, showing a curious Seungmin that your previous date is trying to FaceTime you.

Seungmin’s eyes turn darker and he smiles. “You're not a rude girl, aren't you. Answer it.”

“If you behave.” You say to him, fully knowing he won't.

You prop yourself up against your pillow and throw your blanket over your semi-exposed chest. You click answer and immediately regret it, as Seungmin goes right back to eating you out.

“Hi, what's up?” You say to the man on the screen, biting the inside of your cheek when Seungmin licks down your folds.

“Hey, sugar plum. Just wanted to check if you got home safely.” The man says with a smile.

Seungmin hums softly against your pussy, sending vibrations through your whole body.

“Yeah, I’m home.” You manage to say. Holding your phone with one hand, the other sneaks to Seungmin’s hair. You tangle your fingers in it and gently tug on it. He chuckles, a little too loud.

“Is there someone with you?” The man asks, slightly confused by the muffled noise he heard.

“No.” You quickly answer, suppressing a moan as Seungmin teases your sensitive cunt with his tongue. “I’m watching… porn.”

You look at the screen and see the man smirk at you. Your cheeks are red and you definitely look like you're watching something naughty.

“Mh, you could have just said you wanted a round two, sugar plum.” He chuckles.

Seungmin looks up at you and you see him when you quickly look over your phone screen. He’s got a devious smile on his face and locks eyes with you as he inserts two fingers into your wet hole.

You shut your eyes and say; “gotta go, bye!”

Then ending the call and throwing your phone next to you on the bed as you open your eyes again to curse at Seungmin.

The position you're in allows you to watch his fingers go in and out of you and you know you can't hold it in for much longer.

He knows it too, and stops moving when his fingers are inside you.

“So. Sugar plum?” He states, slightly tilting his head in amusement.

“Are you really not gonna let me cum?” You dodge the remark.

“Nope.” He says, popping the ‘p’. He slowly removes his fingers and licks them off, not breaking any eye contact with you. “You gotta tell me about him, what you guys did. And maybe then you can cum.”

“For fucks sake, Seungmin.” You sigh, slightly frustrated. “I haven't had an orgasm since the last time we fucked. You can't do this to me.”

He raises an eyebrow and hovers over you, straddling your lap and toying with the straps of your bra. “You haven't had an orgasm in a month? Is no one fucking you well enough or what?”

His face is dangerously close to yours and you’re trying to keep yourself from kissing him.

“If you must know, this guy today was the only one I’ve fucked since you and I made this arrangement.” You confess. You're annoyed that you're telling him this, but part of you wants him to know.

Seungmin gives you a content smile and undoes your bra from the front; he’d known exactly which bra you were wearing the moment he laid eyes on your blouse.

He takes your face in between his hands and roughly kisses you.

“Did he play with you?” He asks, roaming his hands over your chest. “It seems like he really had no idea what you like, if you're still so sensitive right now.”

You moan as he brushes his thumbs over your nipples, as he presses his lips against your neck and sucks on the skin there.

“I just sucked him off and then we had sex.” You mumble, slightly embarrassed at how lame it sounds. “It was doggy style and he came really quickly, so I pretended to cum too.”

Seungmin sits up and brushes his lips against yours.

“You faked it?” He asks, pressing a quick kiss on your mouth. “Did you ever do that with me?”

“No.” You immediately answer, giving him a kiss back. You feel his clothed hard on against your crotch and you want to beg him to fuck you, to let you cum. But you know he’s not done with this yet. “I sure hope it never seems like it.”

“So he's allowed to give you a pet name while he can't even fuck you right, and I’m fucking you well and can't call you anything?” He asks, and you can't figure out if he's serious or not.

He covers your breasts with his large hands and massages them, plays with them, as he still kisses you.

“Do you want to?” You ask, backing away from his lips to look at him and gauge his reaction.

He gives you a small nod. “Makes this less… porn like.”

You chuckle and you see him smile as well. “Not the porn comment.”

“You started it.” He smirks, getting off your lap and heading to the other night stand. He knows your room by now and that you keep your condoms there.

“Did you two French kiss?” He then asks as he opens the wrapper.

“Pfft no.” You snort, getting yourself comfortable on your bed. “You know I only do that with people I like romantically, and I definitely don't like him like that. Which I need to tell him asap.”

Seungmin rolls on the condom and sighs extra dramatically. “Guess I’ll have to make up for his mistakes then.”

As soon as he gets back in bed with you, you can't help but wonder. “You don't want anything to get started?”

“Not to sound horny, but just making out and playing with you already made me really fucking hard.” Seungmin confesses, getting back on top of you. “And I’m not gonna cum before you like the other guy did.”

You scoff in amusement. “Aren't you sweet.”

“Anything for you, babe.” He says, then frowns for a second and then nods. “Yeah, ‘babe’ sounds best, I think. I was gonna say ‘baby’, but I really think ‘babe’ suits you better.”

“My god, you have so much energy tonight.” You reply with a laugh, as you wrap your legs around his waist.

“Better make good use of it.” He semi-jokes, giving you a kiss as he always does before pushing himself into you fully.

You simultaneously let out a satisfied moan and the both of you chuckle right away.

Seungmin leans in to kiss you some more as he slowly but steadily moves his hips against yours. He feels amazing, as he always does and your body doesn't have to get used to him at all.

You wrap your arms around his back and your legs around his hips so his body is as close to yours as possible while still kissing each other.

“I missed.. this.” Seungmin softly says in between kisses. He then lets his mouth travel to your neck and leaves a trail of soft kisses on your skin.

“Me too.” You reply quietly, you aren't sure if you want him to hear it or not.

Your hands travel to his hair, firmly tangling your fingers with it as he thrusts into you. Soft moans and pants can be heard in the bedroom, you're never shy to let yourself be heard by Seungmin.

A quick thought crosses your mind. You feel kind of bad you slept with another guy. You know there's nothing between you and Seungmin except for sex, but you still feel bad.

“I need you to-” you say, but Seungmin cuts you off with a smirk. “I know babe.”

He immediately puts his hand in between your bodies, his long fingers playing with your clit the same, familiar way.

It gets you very close very quickly. Seungmin knows it too by the way you shut your eyes, throw your head back and let out a whining moan.

Just before you cum, he stops every movement and chuckles at your confused expression.

“Seungmin...” you plead as he leaves you hanging for the second time tonight.

He pulls out entirely and leans in to kiss you. “I like it when you're so needy. He really didn't do much to you now, did he?”

“Could you please, please just fuck me and let me cum?” You ask, slightly frustrated at the games he’s been playing. He seems different tonight, but you can put your finger on it. “I really don't want to talk about this random guy with you.”

“Switch with me.” Seungmin then says, and the two of you switch positions.

You sit on top of him, his dick buried deep inside of you, and you rock your hips quite quickly. You're way too sensitive and desperately need to cum.

“I’ll never get tired of this view.” He says, eyeing you up and down. “You're absolutely gorgeous, you know that right?”

The sudden compliment takes you aback and you just give him a quick nod.

But you can't help but wonder why Seungmin is acting this way today. As you look at him, you notice that his eyes seem softer, his touch more careful and his fucking more… loving?

It does something to you, this more gentle side of him and you mentally curse at yourself. You promised yourself you wouldn't let your feelings get involved.

Seungmin’s hands roam over your hips and up to your breasts. You slightly lean into his touch, slowing down your pace. His hands feels nice on your bare skin, and you let out a soft ‘fuck’ as you realize what you're doing.

You're making love to him.

Thanking the universe that he has his eyes closed, you let yourself go and try to fuck the frustration away. He’s always been very good at feeling what you need, what your body needs. So he instinctively moved along with you.

The sight of your fuck buddy underneath you, turns you on so much. His eyes are shut closed, he’s biting his lower lip as he lets out the most beautiful moans, his messy hair looks so cute and the droplets of sweat on his tan skin make your heart skip a beat.

Yet again you press your lips on his, and it doesn't surprise you that it feels different this time. Seungmin’s hands are now on your hips again, holding you steady as he fucks into you.

You're close, yet again. But you don't cum, you try with all your might not to. You don't want this to end just yet.

“You okay?” Seungmin asks, as he obviously notices that you didn't cum while you probably should have.

You sit up again and nod. You trace his abs with your pointer finger. Stupid, beautiful abs. Your eyes meet his. Stupid, beautiful eyes.

“Can we switch again?” You ask a little shyly. When you see his eyebrows frowned, you chuckle. “I’m just getting a little tired in this position, that's all.”

Seungmin smiles, his nose scrunching up a little. “Of course we can.”

Your face feels hot when he’s on top of you again. His hand is back down your folds, he knows you love his fingers just as much as you love his cock.

Every touch you get from him now feels different, better. His lips on your shoulder, the soft nibbles he leaves there as he pumps his fingers in and out of you just the way you like it.

“We can just finish like this, if you want?” Seungmin mumbles by your ear, then leaves a wet kiss on your lips.

“No.” You speak against his mouth. “Want you to cum with me.”

Seungmin smiles and his fingers leave your cunt slowly. You whimper, as you miss his touch already. He wants to say something, but he stops himself before he does. He looks a bit hesitant.

“What is it?” You ask, brushing his messy hair out of his eyes. “You can talk to me.”

“I need to know one last thing about you-know-who.” He mumbles, and you know he's annoyed at himself that he started talking about him again.

You scoff but give him a reassuring smile. “And that is?”

Seungmin swallows, he’s so close to you that you can clearly see his Adam's apple move. He’s nervous.

“Were you safe with him?” He then asks, averting his eyes to the pillow next to you.

“Yeah, of course I was.” You ask, slightly taken aback by both the question and how shy he seems to be. “Why?”

Seungmin opens his mouth but closes it again quickly. He doesn't look at you and you feel him drawing circles on your stomach with his pointer and middle finger as a way to keep himself distracted.

You chuckle as you take his chin in your hand and make him look at you. “Seungmin, spit it out. Why do you want to know if I’ve been safe with him?”

He gives you a quick kiss and buries his face in the crook of your neck. He's definitely never been this affectionate before.

“Because I really want to cum inside you if you’ll let me.” He mumbles against your skin. The hand that's been drawing on your stomach now gently caresses your side. His thumb is slowly rubbing against the goosebumps that just came up from hearing what he said to you.

“I know we said we wouldn't do this, but I really want-” he then adds as he kind of gets off your body and lays next to you. He covers his eyes with his hands and nervously chuckles.

His head is facing yours and can't help but to cut him off. “You can.”

“As long as you’ve been safe with anyone else too.” You add with a slight hint of caution.

“Uh. Would you believe me if I said there hasn't been anyone else since you?” He asks, propping himself up on one arm and looking at you.

You never mind it when he looks at you, at your body. He always seems to appreciate what he sees and you're always thankful for that.

“Fuck off, that's not true.” You say, turning towards him and giving him a push against his chest.

He smiles and guides you back on your back again, then getting on top of you. He kisses you, passionately and long.

His tongue slides over your bottom lip and you allow him access into your mouth. For the first time ever.

You hadn't imagined ever French kissing your fuck buddy, as you both knew the reason. Then why did he try, and why did you let him?

His tongue cautiously plays with yours, never forcing anything. Just as when you fuck, your bodies know exactly what you need from each other. You shiver slightly when you taste him, knowing you’d get addicted to this.

“Believe me now?” Seungmin said, slightly cocky as he eventually backed off from the kiss.

You didn't care much about the rules anymore, you had to feel him. “Seungmin, baby. Please just fuck me?”

He chuckles at the pet name and quickly discards the condom before fully pushing into you.

The two of you let out a harmonious groan that makes the other get shy. But you both just don't care anymore.

You grab onto the back of Seungmin’s neck with one hand and press your lips on his. You kiss him hard and you need him so close to you, that you tongue him again.

He gets a little sloppy, both with kissing and fucking, but it turns you on even more.

“You feel so good in me.” You say, chasing his lips again after you speak the words. Your mouth feels bare without them against you.

Seungmin grips your ass to move you up a little so he can fuck you even deeper, and it knocks the air out of your lungs.

He stops kissing you and starts harshly marking your neck as he quickens his pace. He won't take long anymore and neither do you.

You start clenching around his cock, moaning his name without any restriction.

He pants next to your ear, his face buried into your pillow. “Taking me so well baby. Feels so, so fucking good.”

His praises take you to your high and you wrap your arms around his back as you finally cum. And it doesn't take long before he spills himself into your throbbing hole.

Seungmin rests his forehead against yours, trying to catch his breath.

You nuzzle your nose against his, then place the softest kiss on his flushed lips.

“So.. we French kissed twice.” He says, fixing your hair a bit. It's not doing much but you know he's trying to distract himself from something again.

You scoff amused. “You're literally still in me with your bare dick, and you focus on the French kissing?”

He gives you a playful shrug and gets out of you. He lays next to you on your bed, your sheets covering both of your lower bodies.

You turn towards him, a million things run through your head right now. But the only thing you want is him, here with you.

“Since we’re pretty much ignoring all our rules tonight anyway.” He says, facing you. His hand reaches out to caress your cheek. “Can I stay?”

#xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes fanfic #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes smut #o.de x reader #o.de smut #seungmin x reader #seungmin smut

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tamelee · 7 months

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I've been battling a very bad case of anxiety for the past several days and idk why but your newest Naruto arts completely blew me away and they cheered me up so much and I could just keep staring at them 😭💕 I just wanted to thank you bc I really, really needed this feeling right now

Ahw @lilypheria I'm sorry to hear that :(!! I'm happy to hear that my art is able to help even a little bit 😭🧡 Thankyou! I made a kitty Sasuke for you inspired by your fic "be my kitty tonight" if you don't mind, I read it yesterday and really loved it! I hope you feel better soon 🥺 ily

#my art #lilypheria #sasuke #kitty sasuke #sasuke fanart #asktamelee

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lazyneonrabbitt · 27 days

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Momma's boy

Scud Frohmeyer x Reader | SMUT 🔞

You find your boyfriend all alone and desperate in your apartment, so you help him out. Again.

You met Scud a while ago, happening to have your orders at the local donut shop mixed up. One thing led to another and you quickly found him in your bedroom more times than not.

And no, you never gave him a key. You also didn't give him the panties he was currently huffing while working his cock, all snug in your bed.

"Hey baby, need help with that?" You tossed your coat over rhe chair and moved to join him on the bed, taking off your sweater and unbuttoning your pants because you knew how much of a lazy fuck your lover was.

Literally.

His soft whines made it clear he wanted the offered help, so your pants left before you even made it onto the bed.

"Alright. Make space, baby." You pressed at his shoulder to move him onto his back and took the panties from him. The ones on you had on were gone too as you straddled him and scooted up.

"Hmmwanna panties, please.." He lazily grabbed after them when you threw them aside. "No baby, got something way better for you." Taking his hands in yours you moved them up to squeeze at your chest. His eager grabbing spurred on your movements and quickly scooted all the way up to hover above his face for a moment and sinking down onto his mouth.

At the contact Scud's hands squeezed hard at your chest and took a long, deep whiff against your pelvic bone. The moan he let out was outright pornographic before he dove right in like a man starved.

His nose rubbed at your clit as he worked his tongue into you to get the best possible taste. Combined with his hands now under your bra and toying with your nipples he was breaking records with how quick he could work you over the edge. You couldn't help but moan and grind yourself on his face, dragging your clit over his nose and feeling his press his tongue flat out against you. Joining your moans were his humms that buzzed through your entire body, easily toppling you over the edge. You rode out your orgasm and moved off him, slumping down on his chest to catch your breath with a smile.

While you were catching your breath you caught Scud's hands move behind you and back to his aching cock. "Ahw, poor boy."

You cooed him and stepped off to make him sit up against the stack of pillows. He barely got comfortable before you were on him and swatting his hands off his cock. "No, baby." You tutted and rid yourself of your top and bra, took his length in your hand and positioned it before sinking down on it in one smooth roll of your hips.

"Hah, fuckk mmmmy.." His voice muffled by your chest was so soft. His hands were at the sides of your breasts, squishing them together as he licked, sucked and bit at your skin and leaving marks all over your tits.

Your hips set the pace as he whined into your skin, sucking on your nipples like he was hoping to taste milk.

"You like mommy's tits huh, baby?" You kept up your pace, rubbing your clit against him on every roll, working yourself to another high as Scud kept attacking your chest. It was clear he was close to finishing too with how he was rutting into you from below.

"Wanna cum for mommy? Wanna cum inside me?" Your hands held his head against your chest and you felt him nod desperately. "Let go, baby."

You felt yourself get dangerously close as well and pressed down onto him to get that extra rub on each roll.

It only took you a few rolls to clench and finish all over his cock. The sudden tightness made him follow suit and spill deep inside your walls with a satisfied groan.

He fell back against the pillows and moved down to sleep as soon as you were off and next to him.

Screw cleaning up, you'd just wash the sheets tomorrow..

#sometimes i write #scud frohmeyer #scud blade 2 #scud x reader #scud frohmeyer x reader #scud smut #scud frohmeyer smut #blade 2 #daryl dixon x reader

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stickofcha0s · 9 months

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‘Walk in’ Doug Remer x Reader

Doug Remer x afab reader

A/N: I don’t ever post stuff like this so idk if it’s even good. I wrote this over a few days and didn’t really do a read through so it might be messy If u want a more explicit pt2 lmk bc I have ideas.

word count: 2209

warnings: slight smut?? Reader Slapping Doug. Slight Perv Remer. I think that’s it. I’m not too sure how to tag these things yet so sorry if I’m missing something.

summary: Doug Remer walks in on you changing after a long day at work

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You had been roommates with Doug Remer and Joe Cooper for a while now. They were the only two idiot stupid enough to offer you the lowest rent in the city. With a price of course.

You had been hanging out with the boys after a game sitting on the porch out back drinking beer and talking about how you had just been unfairly evicted.

~~FLASHBACK~~

“I’ll let you stay for only 400 a month.” Remer had offered kicking his legs up in the Adirondack chair.

Your eyes widened. “Are you serious!?” You asked sitting up, clutching the neck of your beer tightly in your hand.

He snorted taking a sip of his beer. “Yeah on one condition- if you let me and Coop see your tits” he smirked from behind the bottle.

You scowled at him. Remer had been trying to get you to flash them for a while now. He had some weird thing for boobs. He was a creep- not in a weird way though. You had basically grown up with him so you guys bickered about this stuff back and forth. And I mean, No one else was gonna offer you a deal like this, and it’s not like they’d be the only guys who’d have seen them.

You sighed standing up.

Coop looked up at you “he- what are you doing?” He asked leaning forward in his chair.

“Getting my $400 a month for rent you shrugged.

Remers mouth dropped open as you started to lift your shirt.

“No fucking- ahw my god.” He groaned sinking back into his chair, his eyes fixated on you as you flashed them.

“Take a good look, this is the last time you’re gonna see them” you stated coldly.

Remer sat back in his chair sucking his teeth, his hazel eyes burning holes into your chest.

You dropped your shirt. “Happy?” You asked annoyed.

Coop sat wide eyed looking between you and remer unable to speak.

“Mi casa es su casa” Remer chuckled softly outstretching his arms.

~~END FLASHBACK A YEAR LATER~|

You had just gotten home from work. You hated the long hours you were scheduled, you felt like you weren’t getting paid enough.

The job caused your whole body to ache. Your body was tense and you had a bunch of anger pent up from dealing with stupid customers all day.

You stripped yourself out of the faded black jeans replacing them with comfortable fleece shorts. You reached for your top pulling it over your head searching your drawers for some over sized t-shirt.

“Hey (y/n) I don’t see any pizza bites left in the-“

The door swung open as Remer entered the room not bothering to knock.

“Doug!” You cried going to cover your torso with a sheet. You had a bra on but you still felt uncomfortable with him seeing you exposed like this.

His eyes widened and he put his hands up in defense. “Woah woah calm down. I’ve seen chicks boobs before, no biggie”

He stood there, door wide open behind him like this was normal. You rolled your eyes at him. “Doug, get out” you pointed towards the door.

“Hey I’m just sayin’” he let his eyes wander down your body, drinking in the sight before him. You took a book from the night stand throwing it at him. He dodged it, a shit eating grin making its way on his face.

“Fine whatever I’ll leave” he said with attitude. “I was just gonna ask if you bought pizza bites while at the store”

You scoffed. “Remer it wasn’t my turn to go to the store today”

Remer shut the door behind him mumbling something about what he was supposed to eat if no one went to the store. You sighed pulling a shirt over your head.

You headed for the kitchen a little while later deciding you would see if you could find anything to satisfy the pains in your stomach. Doug was on the couch watching tv. You were surprised he didn’t have cable porn pulled up, beating himself in the middle of the living room.

You dug through the panty finding pasta and sauce. You put a pot on the stove to boil.

“Can I have it?” A voice asked from behind you.

Your turned around to see Doug leaning against the counter.

“Have what?” You asked annoyed stirring the water as an encouragement to boil faster.

“You know.” He shrugged.

“No Doug. I don’t know actually” you turned away from him. You heard his feet against the tile as he moved closer.

He leaned against the counter next to you, stupid gap toothed smile plastered across his face.

“Your bra” he grinned.

“Doug, shut up” you said giving him the shoulder.

“Is that a no?” He asked. You turned from the pot, your mouth open.

“Are you fucking serious?”

“Well you’re wearing one of my teams jerseys it’s only fair I have something of yours” He protested.

You didn’t say anything turning away again.

He leaned down whispering in your ear. “Please?”

You had no idea what he wanted it for but it was probably for some perverted personal fantasy of his.

“It doesn’t have to be the one your wearing” he tried to compromise.

“Remer, I’m gonna hit you if you don’t back up” you warned not making eye contact.

You could feel the smirk playing on his lips without him uttering a word.

“Cmon, I know you’ve got a ton of them that drawer” he purred

“Doug.” You warned.

“what about that green one…or the lacy black one that has the matching panti-“

Before you could think your hand had swept across his face slapping him.

“Son of a bitch- did you go through my drawer?!” You yelled demanding an answer. You felt bad but from after the long day you’d had you were bound to have had snapped at some point.

He was holding his jaw looking offended. “Ouch” he mumbled rubbing his jaw. “Y’know you should join the team, you’ve got quite the arm.”

You were infuriated with him. Of course he would go through your drawers like that. Him and Coop had quite the reputation or stealing panties from house parties they went to, keeping them like trophies. Almost never were they actually taken from off the girls themselves. Why would you an an exception.

“Fuck you, fucking freak” you murmured from under your breath.

“Look, I’m sorry” Remer came up behind you, his chest grazing against your shoulders and back.

“The drawer was halfway open and I just couldn’t help myself” he mumbled.

The pot was boiling as you added the noodles to the mix not saying anything to the curly haired boy.

He hugged you from behind leaning down to whisper in your ear. “ ‘m really sorry. I promise it was a one time thing” he mumbled into your ear.

You huffed and rolled your eyes.

“Want some spaghetti?” You asked him disregarding his apologies.

“Please..” he mumbled again hands tightening around your waist.

Your heart fluttered in your chest at his touch. You were used to Remer being touchy like this, the occasional hug, kiss on the forehead, or cuddling on the couch to watch a movie. And that accidental drunk hookup a few years ago..

“You smell good..” he said into your shoulder.

You scoffed. “I smell like work”

He stayed there with his head forced into the crook of your neck.

“I’m sorry for asking that, I just let my imagination get the best of me..”

You hummed in response still a little annoyed but you felt bad for hitting him, you had reacted without thinking

“Lemme make it up to you” he said muffled by your skin. “Stop the stove and I’ll give you a massage, I can feel how tense you are.”

You sighed. Maybe he was right. You didn’t want to be a dick to coop when he came home too. Plus with his huge hands, he gave the best massages. You turned the dial, moving the pot off the stove.

“Go lay on my bed, you can take your shirt off, I’ll wait” he told you.

You obeyed his orders going to his room and pressing your bare chest to the sheets. While you waited you looked around. His room was messy. It was always cluttered. Knickknacks covered the shelves and there was dirty laundry on the floor.

Remer came in a few moments later with a bottle of lotion.

“MmKay just relax” he said squirting some into his hands.

You pressed your face into the mattress as his hands got to work. It felt so good. Remer was so good at finding all the tense knots and working them out.

“Mmm” you hummed into the mattress.

“Feel good?” He asked his hands gliding over your skin.

You nodded and he chuckled in response.

You let out a soft moan as he worked out a knot in your upper shoulder.

“Doug, how’re you so good at this” you sighed into the sheets.

You could feel his hot breath on your ear as he leaned down. “I’m just good with my hands” you could sense his grin even though you couldn’t see his face.

“Is that so?”

“Mhm, but you wanna know what I’m even better with?” He asked his hot breath in your ear.

“What’s that” you turned your head to the side to look at him. There was that gapped tooth grin.

“My mouth”

You grinned a little shaking your head.

“Wanna see?”

Your body stiffened a little as your heart started to pick up its pace. Last time something intimate happened like this between you two you were both shit faced drunk. Without alcohol in your system your heart beat rapidly against your rib cage like it was trying to break out.

He lowered his lips to your shoulder and started leaving hot open mouthed kisses on your skin.

“Doug” you started to protest.

He ghosted his lips against your shoulder until he reached your neck, kissing at the sensitive skin.

You shivered at the feeling, nipples starting to harden.

“Doesn’t it feel good?” He hummed against your skin.

You didn’t respond, trying to focus on something other than his mouth exploring your body.

He took that as an invitation to keep going. Open mouthed kisses soon turned into sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin. You lifted your neck and in the process causing your sensitive buds to rub against the rough sheets.

You let out a soft whine trying to muffle it with the mattress.

He tsked “don’t be embarrassed now”

His attacks against your neck became harsher and before you knew it you were turning around to face him.

He looked down at your bare chest “well hello there” he smirked.

“Doug..” you weren’t sure if it was a rebuff or a plead for more.

He gave you a goofy grin before wrapping his arms around your lower back pulling you closer as he attacked your neck again.

You tilted your head back giving him more room to work with. He trailed hot kisses down your collar bones, occasionally lingering to suck deep purple marks into your skin, until he reached your chest. When he got to your breasts he took a nipple in his mouth sucking softly.

Your hand shot up to tangle itself in his mess of curls as he started to roll the bud between his tongue.

“Doug..” your breath hitched as you tugged softly.

He hummed against the skin, the feeling going straight to your core.

You used your hand in his hair to guide his mouth around your breast. The coolness of his glasses pressing into your chest as you pushed his face further in.

“God..” you breathed out softly.

He let his teeth graze over or causing you to whine.

He lifted his head coming up to meet your eyes.

“I told you I’m good with my mouth” he said leaning in closer.

“Y-you’re not bad” you responded trying to blow the situation off.

“I could show you more if you want, that was just the beginning.” he offered a smirk on his face.

“Yeah?”

“Mhm” he nodded his curls bouncing as he glanced down at your lips.

You leaned forward going to meet his.

“You couldn’t begin to fathom the kind of pleasure my mouth brings” You could feel his hot Breath on your face as he spoke, his eyes half lidded.

“Who’s making pasta?” A voice called from the other room.

You jumped back from Remer, and rushed to grab your shirt.

“Shit Coops home” you stood up shrugging your shirt on, completely forgetting about your bra lying on Remers messy floor.

“Awe c’monnnn” Remer groaned throwing his head back.

“Remer I’m not letting Joe catch us, the last thing I wanna do is make him uncomfortable.” you said heading for the door.

“God well leaving me like this is uncomfortable..Fucking cockblock” he muttered under his breath.

He watched you leave the room as he cursed to himself tucking himself in his waistband going out to join you and Coop.

He took a mental note to flush the toilet the next time Joe was taking a shower.

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Pt. 2 here

#doug remer #joe cooper #doug remer x reader #baseketball #matt stone

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sparring-spirals · 15 days

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I need to yell about fcg and *specifically* this great post that you wrote ( https://www.tumblr.com/sparring-spirals/747570433506902016/okay-after-some-sleep-back-on-my-bullshit-lets ) because it made me realize that I really, truly hope Laura will remember she took off her circlet moments before the bang and Imogen had the chance to hear that fcg was at peace with this decision, not because they were trying to be a martyr, but because they had a true chance to save their friends, knowing full well that detonating *would* be a sacrifice because their life *did* matter.

(I hope sending asks is okay, sorry to barge in like this)

Ahw, hell yeah, glad the post hit hard, recontextualizing it in my head helped a lot with chewing through my feelings about. All of this. I'm always okay with asks!! As long as folks are aware I am not necessarily going to agree with every ask that comes in, and more critically, sometimes I disappear off the face of the Earth for a while, dont answer asks, and then feel too embarassed about answering them so much later/get asks about something I didnt watch, go "ah ill answer when i watch it" and then. Well.

(To the various people who sent the total 12 asks that have been sitting in my box for over a year now. I am. So sorry.)

Honestly, I didnt even think about the possibility that Imogen might have heard it, goddamn. Fascinating. I was fully bracing myself for Bell's Hells just- never knowing, and them having to grapple with it. Which. Takes me out at the knees, tbh. I hesitate to speculate on it too much when the episode is going to come out Thursday and probably prove me wrong, but. God, there's no world where the Bell's Hells would instinctively know that F.C.G had made the call with that attitude, and fuck, that puts all of it into a different light, clearly.

I'm a little apprehensive and tbh deeply curious to see how the Bell's Hells take this- the depth of the loss, the sudden nature of it, the victory against Otohan probably not even feeling that way. Maybe wanting to honor F.C.G's sacrifice but. Probably. And understandably. Angry at them for making that call, but he's not. Even there for them to be angry at. So what then? So what then? They can have all these feelings and have all these questions about why he did it, about what he was thinking, and he's not there to answer them, and that's the issue.

If Imogen did hear his last thoughts, this elevates it into a different kind of heartbreaking, but probably still easier overall. The world where they don't know. Is. A more tricky one to navigate, for sure.

But also if I'm being honest. I am not opposed to how the cast would have the Bell's Hells experience and explore that scenario. So i mean. I mean. I hope so too. But if Imogen didnt. Consider me buckled in for whatever happens.

#GOD i shouldnt commit to watching the next ep when idk if i will or not but. i DO WANT TO SEE THE AFTERMATH.....#critical role #cr spoilers #spar speaks #c3e91 #ask away!#fcg #speculation #bell's hells #im really glad that meta seems to strike people. it helped me a lot to parse through my thoughts and hit that spot in my thinking so im gla #it resonates with others #sorry if this answer is kind of disjointed. im out of practice answering and have many thoughts lmao

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meggie-jolly · 2 months

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You Got Me Catching Feelings (Wolfstar)

Sumary: The Marauders are hanging out on the grounds on a hot summer afternoon when Mary showing up and playing with Padfoot unearths some jealousy in Remus and leads him to some realizations.

Wordcount: 3092

Tags: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Marauders Era, Fluff, Getting Together, First Kiss, Jealousy

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54307441

Snippet:

Remus was dozing off, when Mary Macdonald’s voice startled him into opening his eyes. “That’s such a cute dog! Is he yours Remus? Can I pet him?” She knelt down next to Remus and held her hand out for Sirius to sniff. Remus had to suppress a chuckle. “Eh, no. He’s probably from the village or something. He hangs out with us sometimes.” Sirius had rolled off of Remus’ lab and was sniffing Mary’s hand. “He loves Moony though. Would follow him everywhere if he could,” James said with a smirk that made Remus shoot him a dirty look. “Ahw, that’s so cute,” Mary was now scratching behind Padfoot’s ears, which Sirius seemed to enjoy just as much as when Remus had been doing it. “Is he your furry little problem that you sometimes discuss?” Remus almost choked and opened his mouth to answer but James was faster “One of them anyways,” he said with a snort. Remus couldn’t do anything but shoot him another look. If he wasn't careful, Mary would get suspicious. Sirius seemed to agree, because he jumped up and grabbed a stick from the ground to bring to Mary. “Oh, do you want to play fetch?” She turned to Remus and the others. “Do you know his name?” James shook his head. “No, we just call him Padfoot.” Mary frowned as she threw the stick. “Isn’t that what you call Sirius?” Remus kicked James when Mary was distracted. “Uh, yeah… but Sirius and the dog get along great, so he suggested to name the dog after himself. You know how he is.” Mary laughed. “Yeah, that sounds like him. Where is he anyways?” “Library,” Peter said. “Detention,” James threw in. “He’s busy,” said Remus, all three of them speaking at the same time and Remus wanted to scream. “He has to help restock books in the library because of that flying book prank from last week.” Remus tried to combine their answers into something that was at least somewhat plausible. Hopefully Mary wouldn’t remember that Sirius had loudly complained about that two days ago when he had actually had to do it. Sirius threw him a very un-dog-like look when he returned the stick to Mary. Remus just shrugged at him, what was he supposed to say? Mary didn’t seem to catch on. She was too engrossed in playing with Padfoot and Sirius seemed to be just as into it. Which bothered Remus a little. Most of the time, Sirius didn’t want to play with them as a dog. He said it felt weird when they were all human and he was a dog. He liked getting his ears scratched by them and hanging out with them as Padfoot, but he didn't like to play. Apparently it was different when it was Mary.

#my writing #marauders #marauders era #wolfstar #wolfstar fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #Sirius Black #Remus Lupin #Fanfiction

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xhoess · 1 month

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Catfish

Specific name is used in this one-shot!! No y/n.

Jisung × fem! Bod reader

Masterlist

when you are mindlessly are swiping on a dating app you swipe across a guy who presents to be Jisung from stray kids. But what if it turns out it's really him and you two are a match?

Wc: 1.5 k

Story under the cut!!

You don't know how you ended up on your best friends couch, laughing at the guys you saw on this one dating app. But you do know it all started with a beer at your local bar.

"Rina my favorite person can you please grab me another beer from the fridge?" Hyunjin asks, without complaining you walk to the fridge bit made the mistake to leave your phone there unsupervised.

He grabs your phone and opens tinder, but not much later you hear him scream your name "RINA COME HERE NOW YOU NEED TO SEE THIS"

You walk back and he turns the phone towards you, your jaw drops in shock, "ain't no way this man pretends to be jisung" you laugh. Jisung couldn't possibly be on tinder, he just couldn't. "Swipe him right, let's see where this goes" hyunjin says.

Not much later you and Hyunjin are laughing at this one funny looking dude you saw on tinder, but your jaw drops when this pop up shows on your phone "no way, hyunjin the jisung Catfish and I are a match" "Are you for real? Text him, now" He says. "He texted me already"

20:31

Jisung: you down to fuck? :D

You: excuse me? What happened to hello?

Jisung: oh excuse me

Jisung: hello my name is Jisung

Jisung: but??

You: you expect me to believe that you are jisung

Jisung: yes? Who else would I be :D

You: I don't know, a creepy old pedophile who gets off on texting 23 y/o girls?

Jisung: what??

Jisung: I'm 24...

Jisung: hellooo??

You: what do you want from me

Jisung: I think I made that very clear D:

You: need proof you are the han jisung though, so..

Jisung: you promise you'll let me fuck you if I prove I am me

You: yes, I you are jisung you can come Over tonight even.

Jisung: bet, just wait a min..

"And now we wait" you say to Hyunjin, kinda curious what he is gonna do to prove it.

Jisung: I just posted a picture of me in a white shirt on insta

You: you didn't prove that you are jisung... he just posted something and you say you did

Jisung: oh

Jisung: yes

Jisung: but idk how to prove it

You: there is a call button yk

..Incoming video call from jisung...

"No way, is he really calling you? Girl fix your shirt and pop them boobies out" Hyunjin says with nothing but seriousness in his voice. You roll your eyes at him but you do it anyway, what if it's really him?

You pick up his call and you heart had never dropped faster, there he is, the one and only.

"Is this enough proof?" He laughs "I uh, I think so yes" "ahw do I make you nervous? Didn't seem so nervous over text"

You hang up, you can't call with fucking jisung without any preparation

Jisung: why did you hang up??

Jisung: you made a promise though :D

You: isn't it much easier to find a other girl than to keep asking me?

Jisung: yes

Jisung: but you're hot

Jisung: :D

Jisung: sooo can I come over?

You: uh

You: okay

Jisung: wait fr??

Jisung: tell me your address I'm omw

You: 4171 Davis Street

Jisung: already halfway there

"Uhm Hyunjin" "Rina what did you do" "okay don't be mad but, I kinda told jisung your address and he's already halfway on his way here" his eyes widen, "no way that you're kicking me out of my own house" "I mean you can go to your girlfriends house right?" "Fine, I'll be at Romy's, call me when you're done fucking"

You were bright red at this point but let that last comment slide. "Thank you hyunjin you are the best"

Not much later he left the apparent with his go bag. You thanked God you shaved last night so it's not all to bad down there. I mean it is the han jisung you're meeting in a few minutes.

There are three firm knocks on the front door, your heart races and you walk toward the door.

"Jisung, hi" you say while opening the door, he laughs "you look cute, nice pajamas" "Oh my God I totally forgot I was still wearing these" "well then take them off"

He said it so casually that it scared you, but you only live once right?

He walked towards you and you felt the cold wall against you back, "are you okay with this?" He whispers near your ear "yes"

And that's all the consent he needed, ever since he saw the pictures you had posted on your profile he was down bad for you, he couldn't stop thinking about you. And now finally he had the chance to have you and he takes it with both hands.

His lips graze over your neck and you shiver at the touch, when he finally attached your lips together with his all your nerves had flown away. The slow passionate kiss drove your mind crazy. "Where is the bedroom" He said in between kisses.

You pull away and grab his hand, "Come with me"

He obeys and follows your steps to the bedrooms, you gently push him down on the bed and tug the hem of his shirt to tell him to take it of. Once the shit is removed you straddle on his lap and kiss your way down to the waistband of this jeans, he whimpers when your soft wet lips get closer to the bugle in his pants. "Is it okay if I undress you" "Yes God, you can do anything you want baby" He says, practically out of breath already. You smile at his respond.

Once you removed his pants he's ony left in his underwear, you pull that down slowly. His eyes close when your hands brush over his hard on.

You gently stroke him and he groans, you smile and his reaction to your touch. He bucks his hips upward "Rina please" "please what baby?" You ask sweetly. "Please let me fuck you already, I can't handle the teasing anymore" "mhmm fine, next time I am gonna take my time" jisung decides to it slide that you said next time. He grabs your waist and flips you so that you are now under him.

"You look pretty like this" He says before lifting up your shirt and pulling it off you. "God your perfect" He groans when he saw you weren't wearing a bra. He moves his hands to the waistband of you pants and pull down your pants and panties at the same time, you shiver when the cold air hits yours pussy but that doesn't last long.

His fingers rub over your clit and you let a moan slip out of you mouth, he takes that as a good sign and uses his other hand to push 2 fingers into you, he preps you and once he thinks you're stretched enough to put his dick in you he does.

He's lining himself up to you and slowly starts to slide in, you arch your back, you want more this is going to slow for your liking "jisung, faster please" "darling If I go in faster I will not last very long" He says

A minute or 2 he's finally fully into you and you feel like you're on a different earth, he starts to move and he groans at the feeling of your pussy clenching around his cock. A few minutes later jisung is mercilessly ramming in and out of you, "sung I'm not gonna last any longer" you plead

"Me neither baby, come for me please" and you do, you let out a long groan. The feeling of you cumming sends jisung over the edge too. Not much later he pulls his cock.

"You wanna lay here a bit before cleaning up baby?" He asks sweetly. "No let's get clean first, I will fall asleep if we cuddle up now"

About 30 minutes later both of you are clean and ready to go to bed. You cuddle up to jisung in bed and you two talk about a few different topics before you hear soft snoring from jisung.

You: hyunjin you can stay the night at romy's place, jisung is sleeping here. Fill you in later;)

Hyunjin: you are tooo horny bitch, but I do want details

Hyunjin: romy just said she is jealous, I feel so lucky..

You: I would be jealous of me too ;)

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