#and also to relieve stress from school because it sucks!!!
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A Noah Sebastian x F!Reader One Shot
Word Count: 2.3k
× Summary: Noah does what he can to help relieve some of the overwhelming stress you're forced to endure. It's just smut.
× Warnings!: SMUT (oral [f receiving]) aka Noah obviously being the munch we know he is. language, 18+ , no proofread, no revisions, written in about an hour so it is what it is. •‿•
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Study, study, study.
Work, work, work.
That's all you did nowadays.
The routine of it all had become monotonous to say the least, though it's what had to be done if you were ever going to finish your degree. Your third attempt at said degree. School just wasn't for you and you had figured that out as soon as you walked across the stage at your high school graduation however many years ago. While most felt excitement with continuing their education, you felt nothing. You hated it; the deadlines, the papers, the asshole teachers who always acted as if they were leaps and bounds better than everyone they encountered. What you hated about it most of all, though, was the lack of freedom.
Only one thing - one person - was keeping you going despite the headaches and breakdowns where you’d yell that you were “over it” and it was “all so useless anyway”, and that person was Noah. Maybe it sounded cliche, but he truly was your rock through it all. Even with the loads of stuff he had going on, he still always found time for you, especially when he could tell that you were on the verge of one of those previously mentioned breakdowns. This just so happened to be one of those nights.
You were sitting on the couch of his home studio, anxiety-riddled fingers tapping away at your keyboard, trying your best to finish a paper that was due the following night. Of course you shouldn't have waited until the very last minute, but procrastination was what you did best. Noah would beg to differ, but you didn't have the mental capacity to get sucked into those sorts of thoughts right then.
Every now and then Noah would swivel in his chair to look at you, ask how things were going, and then turn back to his music once you replied. The answers were never what he wanted to hear, but he understood. He didn't want to be another source of aggravation for you, so he never pushed. Little did he know, just having him around you was enough to calm your nerves. That, plus the melodic vocals he would softly sing every now and then truly could work wonders.
“I think it's time for a break,” he exhaled while rolling his chair to the side to set his guitar down. “I can almost see the steam coming off your head.”
“In a minute,” you murmured under your breath. Your brows were furrowed, keys of your laptop still rhythmically tapping until you groaned and slammed down on the backspace to erase the paragraph.
“Oh no, now.” Noah stood from the chair with a chuckle and made his way to you, his body dropping down on the couch at your side. His hand immediately went to your bare thigh, fingers slowly caressing along your skin and working their way towards the innermost area.
“Noah, come on. I have to finish this,” you sighed, attempting to move a bit to shake his hand away.
“You also need to take a breather, let out some frustrations. Maybe then you can come back to it with a clear head.”
You were ignoring his words to the best of your ability, as well as his wandering hands.
“That's what I do when I get stuck with a song.”
And didn't you know it. On many occasions Noah had tracked you down within the house when he should've been working, just to let out some frustrations between your legs. It didn't matter what you were in the middle of doing when he found you because he would bend you over any surface and fuck you until the creative juices were flowing again. He claimed it did the trick every time, but you weren't convinced. This is even what led to him teasingly calling you his ‘muse’ when the moments would arise.
A heavy sigh sounded as his hands began to tug at your shorts, though you only leaned off to the side and propped yourself against the arm of the couch. You wanted space between the two of you, but not so much that it meant one of you going to another room. No, you still wanted to be close.
“Noah…” you huffed, your foot gently nudging at him when he went for your shorts again. This time he succeeded in drawing the fabric down your legs and tossing them aside. Despite this, your eyes remained focused on the laptop screen.
He glanced at you as his strong hands pried your knees apart and fully spread you open for him. “Continue to work if you want to,” he shrugged.
You didn't want to admit that you had become aroused during this miniature cat and mouse game the two of you were playing, though you were sure he noticed the small wet spot beginning to form on your panties. Sometimes it was so frustrating how easily he could get you going, even when you were mad at the world and just wanted to throw something.
Noah released one of your legs so he could run his fingers along your pussy over your panties, again and again, making lingering contact with where he knew your clit was each time. Your face remained expressionless, eyes still set on the glowing screen, but your body was definitely reacting to him. You knew you were becoming wetter by the way your panties clung to your folds and Noah continued his strokes with more vigor.
“Is this really the time?”
There was no response because his mouth was soon occupied with digging the tip of his tongue into your clit, the added scratch of your panties causing your toes to curl and your hips to jolt slightly. Noah smirked to himself at your reaction because he knew he would be able to get to you eventually. There was no way you'd be able to resist and you both were well aware of this.
Tattooed fingers soon tugged your panties aside, a faint hum of delight coming from him at the sight of your wet cunt so open and vulnerable. Just his for the taking.
“Fuck,” he murmured while lowering himself back down between your thighs. His lips secured around your clit for a gentle suck before his tongue began taking long licks across the swollen nerves.
Your fingers stalled on the keyboard, your head falling back as a moan was pulled from your chest. How were you supposed to get your work done when Noah was so intent on using his own methods of calming you?
“You taste so goddamn good.”
Noah moaned into your cunt, eyes closed, the entirety of his mouth devouring you like a starved man. His motions were slow but precise, fully knowing what he was doing. He was basically a professional when it came to your body.
Okay fine, he could win this time.
You quickly saved the document you were working on and then closed the laptop, the device now set on the floor by the couch. Even though Noah didn't dare stop, you could tell he was excited about getting what he wanted.
With your hands now free, you reached down to slip your fingers through his hair, eventually latching onto the dark locks. Noah dragged his tongue down to your entrance, slowly swirling around the drenched hole, only to then make his way back to your clit. He knew that if he lingered at your clit for too long then you'd be cumming in less than two minutes, and that wasn't the sort of experience he wanted you to have tonight.
“Mmmph!” A moan transferred to a slight squeak as his teeth gently nipped at your clit, your hips bucking up towards his mouth. He chuckled to himself at your reaction, which only earned him a firm tug to his hair.
Noah glanced up to you, playfully glaring. He shook his head as he sat up just enough to shift your legs together, your panties quickly slipped down and tossed aside to be forgotten like your shorts. You were then being spread open again and no time was wasted before he was back to business.
“Oh! Oh my god, just like that!”
A couple of long fingers plunged into your cunt, slowly easing in and out and pressing up to your g-spot in a way that had you panting and your body trembling. The sensations were maddening, especially as Noah’s tongue swirled around your clit, alternating between this and firmly suctioning his lips around it.
“Mmm, don't stop. Yes!”
His fingers drove deep into your pussy and then paused once fully buried. You made a slight sound of protest, prompting him to begin making that goddamned ‘come hither’ bending motion that made your breath hitch and your lower back arch.
“You like that, baby?” He taunted, long swipes of his tongue again being taken in an agonizingly slow pace. Each motion caused your pussy to clamp around his fingers, the sound of how wet you were easily deciphered behind your moans and heavy breaths.
“Y-Yes…” you stammered, nodding. “It feels so fucking amazing.”
Noah's proud smirk was so prominent that you swore you could feel it against your pussy. Honestly, it was impossible to miss. He always loved knowing how good he could make you feel with just his hands and mouth, and sometimes only his words too.
Your body felt like it was overheating, although in a good way. To ease some of the fire, you grabbed onto the hem of your shirt and pulled it up over your chest. Your abdomen was tense from contracting, pert breasts on full display for him. It only took a moment for you to begin rubbing and kneading over your tits, squeezing them together and sinking your fingers in deep. Noah glanced up to you, his mouth stilling completely though his fingers continued their thrusts.
“You're so needy,” he grinned as his lips began to move along your inner thigh. He suckled and bit at the tender skin, making sure it was hard enough to leave little marks behind, ones that only he would be able to see and know who you belonged to.
“All you needed was for me to make you feel good, baby,” he breathed along your heated flesh. “Fuck the frustrations right out of you.”
The addition of his low voice, along with you now pinching and rolling your nipples, had you right where he wanted you. Noah gave no warning before forcing a third finger into your already tight and stretched cunt, the intensity making you drop your hands to the couch so you could grip onto the cushions for dear life.
“Noah!! Fuck!”
The pressure of your orgasm was swelling until your body couldn't contain it any longer. You were in a frenzy as your hips grinded down against his fingers in time with his thrusts, nails scratching along the leather couch, head tossed back so your passionate cries could freely ring. That’s when Noah’s skilled mouth attacked your pussy again, his tongue hungrily lapping at your clit and your arousal that had spilled past his fingers. He groaned against you, and you even noticed his own hips rutting into the couch, his whole body being put into eating you out.
“Don't stop…right there…” you gasped and moaned between each statement, the climax coming on fast and strong. “Yes…oh my god…I'm going to cum…”
Noah rammed his fingers hard into your core and made sure to stroke along your g-spot with every retreat, only to repeat the motions until you were nothing but a whimpering mess beneath him. It was that pace that finally sent you careening over the edge. Your hands grabbed the back of his head so your nails could scratch the base of his neck and along his scalp, all while your hips unapologetically pressed as close to his mouth as possible. This left him no choice but to continue circling your clit and pulling it between his lips, suckling as if your life depended on this orgasm alone.
Your cunt surged around his fingers in a flood that rushed with such force that you could see his chin glistening, as well as the couch that now pooled with your cum.
Satisfied with his work, Noah began to slow down his pace only when your hips did first. His goal was for you to ride out the orgasm as long as possible, and the way your body still twitched and your pussy clenched let him know all he needed to.
As your body stilled, he slowly retrieved his fingers and watched in awe as more of your arousal dripped from your spent cunt. Typically he liked to watch as his own cum spilled from you, but right now wasn't about him.
Noah slowly kissed along your thighs, across your abdomen, and up to your lips which he eagerly claimed with his own. You were still in haze, floating in your own little world thanks to the great orgasm, but even that couldn't stop you from moving your lips in perfect sync with his. As your arms slinked around the back of his neck, his hands dragged up your sides until he was grasping firm to your waist to pull you close.
“Feeling better?”
You softly laughed, a content sigh following as if to show him just how relaxed you were now.
“Yes…and now I really do need to finish my paper but all I want to do is that again and again…and maybe again for good measure.”
Brushing a hand along the side of your face to push your hair back, Noah grinned, his head slowly nodding in agreement to your words. Unfortunately, he knew he couldn't let himself be that bad of an influence over you.
“Finish your paper and then we can see about that. Think of it as motivation.”
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Misfit class are friends :D
#im rereading the manga in anticipation for the next s3 episode!!!#and also to relieve stress from school because it sucks!!!#hehe friendship#mairimashita! iruma kun#welcome to demon school iruma kun
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Stress reliever
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Summary: Peter Parker needs to relieve some stress 🤷♀️
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W!: harsh language, oral (fem receiving), mature content, MINORS DNI
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Peter storms into her room after school.
“Can I eat you out?” He asks, he looks frustrated and tired, the way he asked that question was hastily, almost like he’d been waiting to ask that question since the moment he woke up.
“Huh?” She questions, she’s taken aback by his words, especially since he was acting completely normal today in school, what had gotten into him?
“Can I eat you out? Please?” He repeats, he looks at her expectantly and she laughs. “Well I’m not gonna turn down that offer” she chuckles and he throws his bag down on the floor of her room, quickly kicking the door shut as he slides off his shoes. “What’s gotten into you? Why do you wanna, well, you know” she questions. He’s never like this, he normally eats her out before sex. It’s never like this.
“I need to relieve some stress” he slips off his hoodie and throws it on the floor before laying next to her on her bed and placing a kiss to her lips. She smiles into the kiss, her heart racing. He fondles with her breast and her hand finds its way into his hair, tangling itself in the silky brown mess.
His hand moves from her chest and trails its way down to her lower stomach pressing lightly. She gasps as she feels his hand on her heat. “Fuck,” she gasps out and pulls away from the kiss. He sits up and crawls in between her legs pulling off her shorts and pressing his thumb against her clothed clit. She gasps and squeezes her eyes shut. He looks at her as he slides her underwear off. She can’t help but smile and bite her lip as she sees her boyfriend between her legs. She props her legs up on her feet to give him an easier access to her pussy. He snakes his arms under her legs, resting his large hands on her waist before he buries his head in her pussy, licking and sucking her clit, tasting her juices.
“Fuck!” She covers her mouth with her hands and her hands snake their way into his hair, pushing down on his head lightly. He emerges from her pussy, lightly rubbing her clit with his thumb. “Can you believe Mr. Harrington sent me to the principals office for showing up to his class late?” He says as he rubs her clit gently. “Ah~”
“Even though this was like, my first time showing up to his class late in, what, two fucking months! He’s so fucking selfish-“ he begins to rub her faster “F-fuck! Ah,” “And not only that, we had to have an emergency Decathlon meeting because Abe forgot to send in our paperwork to qualify for the tournament this year!” He slows down rubbing her clit, but he moves his hand down to her hole, “Ah, oh, gosh!” “So now, fucking Cindy and I have to redo all of the goddamn paperwork!” He pushes a finger inside of her “Oh fuck,” “Abe’s a cunt, I hope he dies. He could’ve just told somebody else to do it” “mm~ mmhm” “Like, if you know you have fucking badminton practice the same time you received the email to do the paperwork, then you could’ve just told Harrington that you had badminton! Can you believe that!?” “Mm~ y-yeah baby, unbelievable,” he begins to quicken the pace of his finger inside of her, and she gasps, “Oh! Gosh! Peter!” “Decathlon has me so tired, M’sorry that I don’t hang out with you much anymore because of it,” “N-No, it’s, ah, it’s f-fine” he sticks another finger inside of her, “Oh! And also, and especially this, is what ruined my day even more! I was in line for lunch and I decided to buy a jell-O, because I don’t usually have enough money to buy it, but they raised the price by 3 goddamn dollars!” “Ah! Fuck,” “I know, right! I wanted to cry, I just wanted some fucking jell-O,” “oh gosh! Peter,”
He quickens the pace of the fingers inside of her and buries his head in his pussy, his tongue circling around her clit, “and the lunch lady told me that I was short, but she basically yelled it out for everyone and their mom the hear!” “Fuck! Peter!” “Oh, sorry” he licks her clit quickly as he fingers her pussy. “Oh! Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” “Cum for me baby,” he says as he slurps up all of her juices, and he quickens the pace of his fingers inside of her, “Oh! Ah, I’m, I’m cumming!” Her back arches off the bed as he cums, hot liquid oozing out of her and onto his fingers “good girl,” he praises her as he takes slows down the pace of his fingers and stops licking her.
“You’re so pretty when you cum,” he praises her as he watches her chest rise and fall, she asks “fuck, how stressed were you?” And he laughs, “did I make you cum that hard?” “Yes! I can’t feel my legs!”
“Aw, I’m sorry, honey, I’ll make it up to you” he slips his finger out of her pussy and sucks on them slowly and seductively, as he stares at her, “You’re such a slut!” She says and he laughs, “I can’t help it, you taste so sweet”
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I am SO sorry for that ending 😭 I could’ve done that better but hopefully you enjoyed the rest of it
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Stress Relief
Mike Schmidt x fem!reader
Summary: Mike comes home from work stressed, and you decide to help him out. Word count: 2.4k
Warnings: 18+ content!, AGE GAP!! in my mind reader is 21 and Mike is 31, degrading, praise, name calling (baby, sweetheart, whore), fingering (f receiving), oral (m receiving), unprotected penetrative sex, finger sucking, creampie, cum play (sorta at the end not really), also a warning for how bad i am at writing endings 😭
Note: I really hope u guys enjoy, this is my longest fic so far!! A little nervy to post for some reason. Also, please send in any writing requests or prompts if you'd like!
In the three weeks that you’d been babysitting for Mike's sister Abby, you’ve never seen Mike come home from a shift so angry before. You watch from the couch as Mike, without sparing you a glance, rips his jacket off, and walks to his bedroom. Not long after, you hear the shower begin to run.
You crinkle your eyebrows in confusion at Mike's unusual and somewhat dramatic entrance. You don’t think much of it as you wake Abby up for school, begging her to get ready faster because you already let her sleep in for too long. After getting some food in Abby’s stomach, and driving her faster than you should be to school, you decided to head back to the Schmidt household, just to make sure Mike is alright. Besides, you drove Abby to school while he was in the shower, so he might not have heard you guys leave. You should at least let him know. It’s not like you’re making an excuse to see him.
You enter the house and take your shoes and coat off at the door. It’s silent and you can’t hear the shower running anymore so you assume Mike is in his bedroom. You walk down the hallway to Mike’s bedroom door and you softly knock.
“Mike? I, um, I drove Abby to school.” You say, listening intently for a response. You’re nervous for some reason, you don’t know why. You wait for a few seconds with no answer on the other side of the door. Maybe Mike isn’t home, you think. That, or he just doesn’t want to talk to you. You turn on your heels to leave back down the hallway when you hear Mike's door open.
“Thank you. You’ve been a big help.” You hear Mike say. You turn back around to face Mike and your eyes nearly bulge out of your head. He’s practically naked, save for a towel around his waist. His hair is wet and drops of water drip down his neck and chest. You won’t lie and say you don’t find Mike attractive, of course you do. But, that was a feeling you had always pushed away. Besides, the man is 10 years older than you. Mike and you, would never happen. You know that. But a girl can dream, can’t she?
“Yeah, of course. Anything I can do to lessen your load.” You say with a cheesy smile that you can’t help, and you scold yourself in your head for your pathetic answer. You keep your eyes glued to Mike's face, trying desperately not to follow the drops of water that trail down his torso. Mike lets out the ghost of a smirk at your response, and he leans on his bedroom door.
“Yeah, well, thanks again.” Mike says, like that should be the end of the conversation, but neither of you move to leave. It’s almost like Mike knows you want to keep talking to him. That you want his attention, and you can see his smirk growing bigger the longer you stand there.
“I was just-, I was wondering if you were alright? You seemed kinda stressed when you came back from work this morning.” You feel embarrassment at your desperate attempt to continue the conversation, and you cross your arms over your chest. For a split second, Mike's eyes watch the way your cleavage becomes more emphasised by your actions. He acts like it didn’t happen, and it happened so fast you question if it even did.
“It was just a stressful shift, that’s all.” Mike says, and his eyes bore into yours.
Before you can even think about it, the words leave your mouth.
“I could help, if you want. Y’know, relieve the stress.”
Mike doesn’t even look fazed by your words, but you want to be swallowed by the ground right now. The lazy smirk on Mike's face remains, and you start to fidget with your fingers nervously.
“You wanna help me to relieve some stress?” Mike asks. You timidly nod your head and Mike can’t help but softly laugh.
“You know sweetheart, I don’t bite. Relax a little.” Mike says, probably referring to the fact that you look incredibly nervous. Mike walks a little closer to you, and you’re now standing only a couple inches apart.
“I see how you look at me. You try to hide it, but you’re not very stealthy.” Mike says slowly, trying to gauge your reaction to the shift in moods. You suck in a sharp breath at Mike's words, and you curse yourself for being so obvious with your little crush.
“Sorry.” You say somewhat quietly, and Mike shakes his head.
“No, no. No need to be sorry, I find it flattering coming from a pretty girl like you.” Mike says as he tucks a stray piece of your hair behind your ears. Your breath gets caught in your throat, and you feel Mike's hand cupping your cheek and rubbing soothing circles into it with his thumb.
“Tell me what’s going on up here.” Mike says softly as he moves his thumb from your cheek to your forehead. You bite the inside of your cheek. You’ve gotten this far, you might as well just tell him.
“I wanna help you relieve some stress. Wanna make you feel good.” You say, and Mike’s eyebrows raise at your bold words. He brings his hand down to your chin, holding it with his pointer finger and thumb. He brings his thumb to your lips, and you slowly open them, letting him push his thumb inside your mouth. You suck his thumb into your mouth, flicking your tongue along the underside of it and hollowing your cheeks. Mike groans and he pushes his thumb as far into your mouth as it can go.
“Jesus Christ.” Mike practically moans. You keep your eyes locked with his and after a few more seconds Mike retracts his thumb from your mouth. “You want it that bad, huh?” Mike asks teasingly, and you nod your head. “Yes.” You confirm.
Mike brings his lips down to yours in an instant, wasting no time. You gasp at his sudden actions and he takes advantage of that by entering his tongue into your mouth. You grab at his shoulders while he cups your jaw with both of his hands. He turns both of you around and begins to walk you back into his bedroom. Your hands reach his hair, softly tugging at the root and you hear him whine. Mike sucks on your bottom lip, catching it between his teeth and pulling it back before sitting you on the end of his bed. You look up at him and he takes your face in his hands.
“You wanna make me feel less stressed, baby?” Mike asks in a teasing tone as he looks down at you. His crotch is in line with your face, and you can see the outline of his dick through the towel.
“Please.” You say, and you swear your mouth starts to water at the thought of sucking Mike’s dick. The towel that was once hanging low around Mike’s waste is now on the floor. You practically moan at the sight of Mike’s hard cock. It looks like it hurts, with precome steadily dripping from the tip. You slightly smile at the fact that you were able to do that. You take the base of his cock in your hands, and you slowly stroke him up and down. You watch the way he tilts his head back, exposing his neck to you. Mike grabs your cheeks with one hand, smooshing them together so your lips purse out.
“Take it into your mouth, baby. You’re a big girl. You can do it.” Your legs clench together at his words and Mike brings the hand that was once on your face to the top of your head. You kiss the tip of Mike’s dick, licking away some of the precum. You suck the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it. You hear Mike groan and push your head down farther onto him. You hold his thighs for support as you take him deeper. You moan around Mike’s dick and you feel him twitch in your mouth. You gag as he hits the back of your throat and Mike moans loudly.
“God, baby. You feel so fucking good.” Mike says as he pushes your head down as far as it can go, until your nose touches the coily hairs at the base of his cock. He guides your mouth off of him, leaving a trail of spit that connects your lips and the tip of his dick. Mike wipes away the tears that started to fall down your cheeks and he guides you back onto the bed. He kisses you deeply as he hovers over you. He brings his lips down to your jaw, neck, and your collarbones; softly sucking and licking. He helps you take off your shirt and your bra and wraps his lips around one of your nipples, and then moving to the next one giving it equal attention.
“Mike, please.” You whine, squirming as Mike places a kiss between your breasts. Mike sits back and runs his hands up and down the sides of your body.
“Oh, you're feeling extra polite this morning, huh? Please, Mike. I wanna make you feel good, Mike.” Mike mocks you with a tiny laugh. You groan in embarrassment and hide your face with your hands. Mike just lets out another laugh and wraps his hands around your wrists, prying them away from your face. He transfers both of your wrists to one hand, holding them over your head as he uses his other hand to trail his fingers down your body.
“Don’t hide your pretty face now, sweetheart. I wanna see it when I make you cum.” Mike says nonchalantly as he dips a hand inside your leggings and panties to feel your dripping cunt. You clench around nothing when you feel his middle finger dip into your wetness and bring it up to your clit, rubbing slow circles around it. You moan softly as Mike teases your clit while never taking his eyes off of your face.
Mike begins to rub your clit faster, and you buck your hips up into his fingers. You hear Mike laugh at your eagerness and he presses soft kisses into your neck. Mike takes his fingers off of your clit and he snaps the waistband of your leggings against your pelvis.
“Can I take these off? They’re uh, a little restricting.” Mike says with a little laugh, and you join in, giggling as you nod your head at his question. Mike takes his hand off of your wrists to take your leggings and panties off. Once they’re off, he spreads your legs and you hear him groan at the view of your wet pussy in front of him. Mike inserts a finger into you and you moan loudly, arching your back off the bed.
“Dirty girl. You like getting fingered by older men?” Mike says with a smirk and you dumbly nod your head. Mike adds another finger and he pumps them in and out of you quickly. The sounds of your heavy breathing and your pussy squelching around Mike's thick fingers make your legs begin to shake. Mike spits on your cunt to lubricate it even more, and that's what makes you come undone. Your cunt clenches around Mike's fingers, sucking them in as he fingers you through your orgasm.
You breathe heavily, recovering from your orgasm as you watch Mike suck your cum off of his fingers. Mike leans in to kiss you again, softly this time and you smile against his lips in your post orgasmic bliss.
“M’gonna fuck you now, okay?” Mike says sweetly and you nod your head. Mike runs his hard cock through your folds, and he catches your clit, making you jerk a little. Mike slowly begins to push himself into you and you throw your head back against the pillow.
“Fuck, knew you’d be tight when I felt you around my fingers.” Mike grits out, and he continues to push himself into you until he bottoms out. Mike starts to move at a slow pace, and he whines when you beg him to move faster.
“Fucking whore. Bet you think about me fucking you when you wait for me to come home from work.” Mike spits out as he pushes himself harder and deeper into your sloppy cunt. You moan at Mike's words, and you try to reply but all that comes out is a pathetic whimper.
“I bet you touch yourself to the thought of me at night. I bet you’ve touched yourself thinking about this exact moment.” Mike says, as he brings his thumb to your sensitive clit and starts to rub harsh circles.
“Mike, I’m gonna cum.” You cry out, and you clench around Mike's cock.
“Cum, baby. Cum for me.” Mike moans out, fucking into you so deep, a ring of your cum and his has formed at the base of his cock. You run your fingers through Mike's hair, harshly tugging on it as you come undone at his expense. Mike buries his face into your neck as he cums, sucking at your pulse point. You feel his cum shoot into you and it only prolongs your own orgasm.
After a couple minutes of you two catching your breath, Mike takes his face out of your neck and gives your forehead a kiss.
“You were so good. Amazing.” He says, praising you as he begins to slowly pull out of you. He watches the way his cum slowly leaks out of you, and he pushes it back in with his middle and pointer fingers.
Mike gets up to go get you a warm towel and the only thing you can think about as you lay, legs shaking, on Mike's bed, is thank god for Mike being stressed.
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Best friend with benefits!Ethan Landry
Warning: Ethan having an oral fixation, Ethan being a munch, Ethan being pussydrunk, reader has female anatomy, porn with small plot, kinks
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who understand you to a certain level
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who always walk you to your classes
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who notice every little thing about you
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who often catch himself looking at you
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry whose gaze is fixed in your lips when you talk to him
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who imagine both of you doing things together
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who doesn’t realise you felt the same and cannot take the hints
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who doesn’t understand his feelings. Why does he wants to fuck his best friend?
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who was happy when you suggested to become friends with benefits
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who fingers you as he’s watching TV and ignore your pleading about letting you cum.
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves edging/orgasm denial
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who also loves overstimulation
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who has an oral fixation
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who eat you out at every chance he gets. Talking to the phone? One of you leg is hooked on his shoulder as he sucks on your clit. Studying/stressing about econ? He’s your personal stress reliever. Having problems to fall asleep ? He’s already in between your legs. At school? He’ll pull you somewhere just to have a taste, but you know damn well it’s not just a taste and he always ends up pussydrunk with your legs shaking around his head and cum-mixed-with-spit drooling to the floor
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry and you who have a morning routine of doing a 69 every morning because is there any better way to start the day than pleasuring each other at the same time? The number of times, y’all were late somewhere because you both lost track of time as you were edging each other and now having to hurry up…but ends up only overstimulating each other’s genitals :(
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves being buried deep in your pussy. You cockwarming him anytime of the day and being careful not to be caught is so exciting to him!
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who helps you take all of his large cock down your throat by pushing your head down until your nose touch his lower abdomen.
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who whimpers as he violently fucks your throat and hearing the obscene sounds that fills up the room
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who cannot get enough of you and you cannot get enough of him
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves that y’all fuck every day without getting tired
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who is happy to have someone with the same high sexdrive as him
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who chuckles by seeing the way your pussy throb and pulse only by taking off your panties
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who nearly cried when you said he couldn’t eat you out because you were too overstimulated from the previous round
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who often pull his fingers out of you to suck on them and taste you on them, since he couldn’t suck on your pretty cunt instead
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who moans only by sucking your tits
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who edges himself as he jerk off while thinking about you in the most impossible positions
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who fucks at incredible speed
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who has multiple photos and videos of you guys going at it
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who push your head down on him when he drives and keep you there until he cums at least 3 times
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry whose car have tinted windows
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who have both a praising kink and degrading kink
“Yeah just like that, suck my cock”
“You’re such a good girl”
“You couldn’t wait until we got home before fucking me? Didn’t know you were such a whore Ethan”
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who calls you mommy when you dominate him
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who also loves hearing you calling him daddy
“Oh daddy I love your cock so much” you cry out loud as he pounds your cunt like there’s no tomorrow
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves it more when you initiate sex and shows him how needy you are
“I need you so bad” you nearly cry as you grind yourself against him and he smile
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry asking you to bend over when you’re in lingerie and spreading your pussy lips to fuck you with his tongue
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who doesn’t understand why his other friends don’t love (more like obsessed) oral as much as him and you
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who passed out once as you were riding his cock and it was his eighth orgasm in an hour
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who came to your appartement once with a box full of toys
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who makes you wear vibrating panties and turn them on when you’re talking to someone or when you’re in public
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who starts to feel more than lust and friendship over you
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who accidentally screamed “I love you” as he came in your pussy for the fifth time today
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry and you who took the habit of saying how much you love each other when having sex, but it was only because of the adrenaline and heat of the moment…right?….
“I love you so much baby! I love you and your perfect pussy!” He cries as you ride him and his eyes are close with tears falling out of them. His hands were on your hips to guide you “I love you too Ethan! I love you so much it hurts” you say back while going up and down on his dick, milking him dry
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry and you who tried nearly every position in the kamasutra and try to create your own
“Put your other leg on my shoulder too” he instructed you. “Ethan it’s impossible” you laugh as you try
Nah cuz now, you guys have done sexual things literally everywhere. You’ve done it in every room in your appartement and his, at school, the cinema, in a dark street hallway, in the car, at the library, at the mall in a fitting room, the restaurant, a hotel…you name it 😭👆🏾
You teasing him by flashing him with your tits or panties
When y’all have an argument, it always ends up with make up/angry sex
Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who takes care of you because best friends are supposed to care for each other and help them no matter what right? From helping with homework to helping you cum, he doesn’t mind one bit
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…Sorry guys I was horny 🧍🏾♀️
Anyways should I make this a series/fanfic?
#ethan landry#ethan landry x reader#ethan landry smut#scream#ethan landry x you#ethan landry imagine#ethan landry x y/n#scream 6#ethan landry fluff#scream vi#ethan landry x fem!reader#scream iv#scream 6 smut#scream vi:hcs#scream smut#scream x reader#ethan landry scream#scream 2023#jack champion x reader#jack champion scream#jack champion#jack champion imagine#smut#scream x you#scream x yn
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↳ ❝NSFW Alphabets | Mike Schmidt❞ˎˊ-
Mike Schmidt x female! Reader
| masterlist | bc: @cafekitsune | request |
A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)
— would bring you towels and clean you up, a glass of water if your throat gets sore from moaning so much, and cuddle while praising you softly.
B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)
— his eyes because you compliment them so much (HIS EYES ARE SO PRETTY AHHH) but for you, it's your hands, loves to hold them during sex or just in general. It's very comforting for him.
C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)
— loves to cum on your pussy, just something about your folds being smeared with his hot seed gets him going, it's sexy for him.
D= Dirty secret (Pretty self-explanatory)
— would steal your panties to jerk off at work (like in the pizzeria while he's bored out of his mind staring at the cameras)
E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)
— He had a couple of flings and that's it, his experience is average, body count is perhaps six. So it's a complete 50/50.
F= Favorite position
— RIDING. He gives me a pillow prince vibes sometimes he just wants to lay down as you take your pleasure while riding his cock without him doing much of the work. Also because he loves to suck your tits and see them bounce as you ride his cock so well.
G= Goofy (how serious are they)
— hmm, I don't think Mike is the type to be goofy during sex but sometimes he would say something that would make you cackle and he doesn't even know what made you laugh so much.
H= Hair (grooming habits)
— every couple of months he trims.
I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)
— would take his time while fucking you. His way of fucking is sensual, he's relieving so much of his stress while he's thrusting into your cunt. He's making sure to do it nice and slow, taking his time, until his muscles are completely relaxed when he cums.
J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)
— mike would masturbate whenever you're not near, he usually masturbates at his work when he's missing you so much. He takes his phone out and pulls out a picture of yours he had taken or carries one of your used panties on him at all times.
K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)
— edging, bondage (him getting tied), breeding kink, overestimation (receiving and giving), praising kink (receiving), cockwarming. He's so submissive and breedable. Tie him up and ride him until he's shooting loads after loads all the while he's begging that he can't cum anymore but his cock is hard and throbbing inside your walls. You reassure him while saying that a good boy could and would cum once again so who is he to deny you? Nobody, that's who.
L= Location (where they like to get it on)
— bedroom or at his work (since it's an abandoned pizzeria who would care), on the days when Abby is in her school, he would fuck you all over the house, the kitchen, the couch, the floor, no place is safe.
M= Motivation (things that make them tick/turn-ons)
— your interactions with Abby. You would talk to her so sweetly even when she's too focused on her drawings. You coax her to talk and eat and just be so sweet and patient with her. You remind him of his family before everything. He wants to have a family with you and rest assured your cunt is gonna be filled tonight.
Honorable mentions: You holding his hand, you praising him or helping him with anything in general. He has been alone for so long, trying to keep everything on his shoulders, even you bringing him breakfast in bed is enough, he would fall for you harder and fuck you even better.
N= No (turn offs or absolutely won’t do)
— anything that's too messy like watersports.
O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)
— he would be so messy while eating pussy. He would suck at your clit too harshly, nipping at the sensitive swollen bud while his digits thrust into your walls. He takes his fingers out and licks them clean off your juices. He would lav at your pussy but he would always give special attention to your clit, he loves it as it swells up and how sensitive it can get so quickly and you have tears falling because you're just so overwhelmed and he repeats the process again and again because something about keep sucking your clit just does it for him.
When you're sucking him off though, he's so gentle about it. In complete contrast while he's eating you. He murmurs your encouragements and he strokes your hair. Giving your mouth shallow thrusts, making sure you don't gag, and warning you before he would cum, letting you decide whether he should cum in your mouth or on your face.
P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)
— unless you beg him to go fast or you're the one controlling the pace, he fucks into you in a sensual, lazy manner. Sex is less about the sexual pleasure for him and more about letting his stress go. Letting off his tense muscles while each thrust just makes him melt in you.
Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)
— unless he's desperate, like in the mornings minutes before he has to drop Abby to school, he isn't much for quickies. Would rather just take his time, if he can't have you at the moment then he would wait until he can.
R= Risk (do they like to try new things)
— mike is willing to experiment, just not that much. He's very vanilla.
S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)
— since his pace as I mentioned would be pretty darn slow, he could last for hours, he would ignore your pleas to cum with an annoyed sush or his palm over your mouth so your begging is muffled and doesn't influence him. And since he could last for hours, he wouldn't do more than two rounds of sex in one day. He would keep his cock inside after finishing just so he can slowly fuck you again when he stops feeling like jelly.
T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)
— oh! He would use a vibrator on you, especially while eating you. Him sucking on your clit while the vibrator is at its highest setting. He only does it when Abby is having sleepovers with Vennesa (I have obviously decided to ignore the canon events of the movie roll with it) You would be mewling and moaning so much that the neighbors would complain the next morning but it doesn't matter to either of you, not when you squirt on his face and he laps your cum as it flows down past the vibrator.
U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)
— not much of a teaser but would love getting teased when he's in a much more submissive mood. Just keep giving him praises, love bites, and body worship him, he would be such putty in your hands if you knew what to do. He can even cum untouched just from being teased.
V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)
— HE'S A GROANER, HE MOANS AND WHIMPERS AND WHINES. he's a loser so it's canon, he tries his best to stop his sounds, biting his lower until it bleeds, or stuffing his face into the crook of your neck, his mouth onto your pulse, sucking the skin to stop his whines or stuffing his face into the pillow to stop a whimper.
W= Wild card (random sin canon of any sort)
– he had a threesome once with you and Vanessa. He hadn't touched her, not even a kiss, too busy giving you attention. He would fuck your ass as Venassa fucks you with a strap-on. He would get jealous but he cum so hard after seeing the two of you kiss. His ex-crush with his girlfriend, never in life that he thought that would be possible.
X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)
— average girth but a bit tall. Six inches with a brown mushroom tip. Uncut.
Y= Yearning (sex drive level)
— i wouldn't say he has a high sex drive but at least thrice a week, you're getting dick down by him.
Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)
— after aftercare, it wouldn't take him much longer to sleep, five mins max, he's just so relaxed, he's gonna get the best sleep ever with you in his arms.
A/N : make sure to reblog if you make it till the end!
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Local farmer/ florist, Amari Vaughn 🌸💐
As a human/ demon hybrid, Amari is gifted with immense physical abilities. When she was a kid, it was very common for her to accidentally break things since she didn't know her own strength. But her affinity for flowers encouraged her to learn how to be delicate with her hands. She realized early on that she wanted to be a florist one day. During her developmental years, she was discreetly monitored by her parents, who looked for other signs of her having supernatural powers. They were relieved to learn that Amari was as normal as everyone else (for the most part). Because of that, they opted out of telling her that she was half demon, thinking that it would only be a source of stress for her if she knew.
Amari grew up in the city without much trouble. She played a lot of sports when she was in school, but it didn't interest her that much. She enjoyed taking care of plants, but found it hard to pursue that kind of work in the city. It's too much of a concrete jungle, y'know? So for a while she gave up on the idea.
Amari worked at a construction company for about 2 years before deciding to go after the life she actually wanted. So she packed her things and took a bus ride to Pelican Town, moving into the farmhouse her grandfather left for her. Settling in took some time, but Amari adjusted to her new lifestyle. She felt right at home surrounded by lots of nature.
But of course, Stardew Valley is a really weird place. So it wasn't long before she encountered the junimos, and later Rasmodius. The "tea" she drank from the wizard not only gave her the ability to communicate with the junimos, but also unlocked her dormant supernatural abilities. She immediately gained a white streak in her hair, and while in a disoriented state, accidentally set herself ablaze and fecking collapsed 💀 Reasonably stunned, the wizard puts out her fire with magic. When she finally wakes up he apologizes, telling her that he'll look into what went wrong and report back to her as soon as he can.
In the meantime, Amari tried to return to her life as a farmer, only to be met with a new set of problems. She struggled with burning her own crops (and many, many other items). During full moons, she would undergo a physical transformation, forcing her to stay home since she stood out like a sore thumb (also because she didn't have any clothes that comfortably fit her in that state). So yeah, her first year really sucked 🥹 It was clear by her transformation that she was half demon, but it was later confirmed by Rasmodius. Amari was really confused and angry when faced with the reality that her parents didn't bother to tell her something so important.
Things eventually got better though. Over time she figured out that being stressed causes her to combust, so she ended up burning things less often. She made a lot of lovely friends in town too, some who turned out to be just as odd as her. It was really nice knowing she wasn't alone. And eventually she married Sebastian, so things were really great for a change!
About a year into their marriage someone new showed up to the farm, a demon named Uruz. Turns out he and a few others where tasked with searching different realms in order to find Lord Wynn. He's Amari's father, and the king of the demon realm. Uruz accidentally found Amari because her aura is the same as Wynn's (and since it was the night of a full moon, it was more intense). When Uruz learned that Amari knew nothing about her powers, he took it upon himself to stay and teach her everything she needed to know. Apprehensive at first, Amari eventually agreed after talking it over with Sebastian. She felt like she couldn't rely on her dad to tell her anything. So she decided to take this as an opportunity to learn everything, about herself and the demon realm. So currently there's a menace living on their farm that they have to keep in check 😭
Since Amari is only half demon, the abilities and traits she inherited from her dad is a mystery. So when she learns about how long demons usually live, she becomes incredibly anxious about her future. But she tries not to think about it.
#she's plagued by the horrors but she pretends not to see them#stardew valley#stardew valley oc#stardew valley farmer#farmer amari
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sub!yeonjun + dom!yeonjun drabble - (nsfw) (written separately !!)
word count: 955..!!
note: might have gotten a lil carried away w the dom part its very obviously longer than the sub part but what can i say \( v )/ its my nature hehe~ also if its shit quality mb it was literally 1-2am when i wrote this..!!
sub!yeonjun :
no one can change my mind i just know yeonjun isnt much of a groaner like maybe whiny moans and whimpers GODD it doesnt matter whether hes subbing or domming its the samee @.@ im just thinking ab when you are sucking him off because he deserves it right? (or not thats up to you..!!)
when you suck yeonjun off, he just gets so so whiny, hips bucking up into your mouth once every while, saying cant help it, feels so good.. whenever you fixate your attention on his tip, kitten-licking it and swirling your tongue around his head, he’s in literal heaven. he could prob get off with just you sucking and licking his tip tbh.
as much as you like seeing him get all fucked out when he cums, sometimes you just cant help being a lil mean and edge him. your hand wrapped around his dick so prettily, moving up and down so so quickly it has him releasing the whiniest, prettiest moans ever, breath hitching and with shaky breaths, hes prompting you to not stop bc he feels so so good. dont stop please? when you bring him so dangerously close to his orgasm, you cease the movement of your hand immediately, causing him to buck his hips up into the air as hes brimming up with tears, so so sensitive and pretty boy just wants to cum :(
when you edge him multiple times on end, his cheeks are dusted pink, tip all swollen with precum collecting at the top, begging to be touched. of course you give in at the end and when hes cumming, hes letting out broken wails and loud shameless moans but when you dont stop he gets so overstimulated, tears staining his pretty face as you simply coo at him, good boys take what theyre given hm? you wanted to cum and now im letting you. so take it like the good slut you are, all for me yea?
dom!yeonjun :
yeonjun who always tells you to go to him if you have any problems at all, even if its ab the tiniest things - he dont care, just go to him if you ever need someone to rant to or someone to comfort you. well other than that he has his other ways..!!
one day he sees you coming back from work/school looking like you have a thunderstorm cloud over your head, hes whipping up your fav foods (or takeout lmao) and asking you if youre okie and if you need help. even after you rant (more like bitching but) to him, he could still feel you didnt quite feel better yet so he pulls out his master plan. let me help you feel better sweetheart? he would coo into your ear, oh so sweetly, as he cups your face.
it would start of with kisses that turn messy and sloppy as he leaves feather light touches under your shirt, on your waist and back. i can see him stripping you completely and tying your hands up above your head with a pretty satin ribbon. ill do all the work yea, princess? just relax for me~ , whispering into your skin as he leaves hickies on your sweet spots that he has memorised at the back of his head, trailing down to your wet pussy. he cant help but look at you like that, the view from between your thighs showing him his pretty girl all sprawled out for him, anticipating his touch.
he starts his abuse on your pretty pussy, licking and lapping at your arousal, sucking so harshly on your clit it has your brain going into meltdown already. sticking his tongue into your hole as he thrusts it in and out quickly, nose rubbing against your clit as hes eager to make you cum, relieve you of your stress. definitely makes you cum multiple times on his tongue and fingers before giving you dick.
yeonjun would go hard and rough from the very start !! slamming into you like no tomorrow. boy is so invested in making you cum, his thrusts being so hard the sound of skin slapping skin is radiating off the walls. he literally has you sobbing on his dick, broken wails coming from you as you keep cumming over and over again.
his long and girthy dick making you feel so so good, you can feel the veins of his dick moving in and out of your walls. hes always so big - sometimes too big even. it felt like he was splitting you into half, his dick already stuffing you full to start with, and his cum was just being forced out as he releases load after load into you to make space for his dick in your cute lil hole. youve lost count of how many times hes made you cum this night tbh, too many to count. bro has insane stamina, keeps going despite your protests for him to stop, feeling too overstimulated from everything.
shh, i know you can take it, take it like the good girl you are sweetheart. hes not stopping until you are completely - when i say completely mark my words - fucked out, babbling nonsense and tears staining your cute cheeks, cum dribbling out of your hole, folds and clit all puffy and sensitive, and of course, forgetting why you were having a bad day in the first place.
he loves being able to help you out, railing you and absolutely blowing your back out because surely fucking away a bad day is the best solution right? you letting yourself all loose, leaving yourself vunerably in his arms, knowing he will take good care of you even though you may end up not being able to walk properly for the next week or so <3
taglist!: @huckleberrykai , send me an ask if you want to be added into my perm taglist and make sure to specify if you want to be added into sfw or nsfw..!!
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Lost
Male Yandere x Fem!reader
Summary: Your CEO husband coming home from a long day. It's finally his day off tomorrow and you decided to talk to him about something that's been irritating you recently. (*timbers shivered*)
2.5k words.
(don't rlly consider this as yandere since its hella fluff)
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It’s raining.
The drops of water slapping the windows as you are sitting in the living room, reading a book.
You love the rain; it’s so peaceful and relaxing, relieves all the stress. The fact that it’s also just drops of water coming out of the sky is so mesmerizing.
Everybody has a favorite part of their days. Whether it is going to see your loved ones, coming back from school or work and just lie down, etc. Your days are almost the same but simple, nothing fascinating or special, but you liked it. Although you find one thing in your day that you really, really love, is your husband coming back from his work. Of course, he’s going to be late most of the time. He’s a CEO. But sometimes you wish he wasn’t all that, well actually, not sometimes.
You wish he was never a CEO. At this point, ever since he became a CEO, his life is just working and working. It really got you worried and had to confront him and yeah… that didn’t work out really well. You really want to say something and snap, but you just had to suck it up.
You could only spend a whole day with him, which is his day off. You do feel horrible. You shouldn’t say stuff like this. His dream was to become a CEO and now look at him; he really did achieve his dream.
‘Who am I to come and take that away from him?’ You thought.
You even feel kind of selfish that you want him to spend his time with you. You have never seen him take some alone time and just be himself. You need to tell him about that tonight when he comes home.
You changed your position on the couch; you’re lying down on the couch while the book is above you. ‘Didn’t I mention how this book is so freaking good?’ After 30 minutes passed by, you heard a door open. Your body gets an excited feeling, knowing who it is. You quickly jumped and looked towards the front door.
He’s here and every time he comes back, he just gets hotter.
You rushed towards the door and quickly put your arms around him. You miss him so much.
“Whoa darling, slow down. I’m here.” Callan chuckles. He hugs you back. God, you miss his warmth. Now you can truly feel like home. He places his chin on your head gently. You both stay like this for almost 10 seconds.
“I missed you too, a lot.” He says, rubbing your back gently. All of a sudden, He picks you up from the ground a bit, slowly, still hugging you, making you gasp slightly. He looks into your eyes, you look back at him. He makes you feel things that you have never felt in your life before.
“You are missing something.” He smiles.
You smile back, knowing what he means and yes, you are missing something.
You lean in forward and give him a peck. He smirks and shakes his head slightly. He grabs the back of your head and pulls you in for an actual kiss. You grab the back of his neck and deepen the kiss, making him smile in the kiss. You both pull back and breathe heavily. It’s becoming hot.
He puts you back on the floor but out of nowhere, he picks you up again but in a bride style, making you scream. You quickly held his shoulders because what the heck! Callan burst out laughing, “I got you.” He says playfully. You hit his shoulder lightly.
“Come on, let’s go upstairs to bed, I’m tired baby.” He begins walking slowly on the pair of wooden stairs, making creaky noises. “I want to talk to you about something, Callan.” You said as you clutch onto his shoulders.
You’re so nervous.
“Oh yeah? About what, sweetheart?” Callan said as he was still walking upstairs. He’s in a good mood today and not too tired. You thought you could finally start talking to him with seriousness without him falling asleep randomly.
“Well, not right now, later. After we take a bath?” You give him a cheering smile as you both reach the second floor, hoping he could say yes and join you in the bath.
Callan knitted his eyebrows curiously, wanting to say something about this ‘thing’ that you’re serious about but instead, he doesn’t say anything and gives you a light smile, “I would love to, baby.”
You both went to your bedroom, and he finally places you down. Callan opens the bathroom door and goes inside, you followed him behind. He closes the door.
“Take your clothes off, darling.” Callan says as he walks to the bathtub and opens the bath faucet and water starts pouring down the bathtub, Then he begins to light the candles that were sitting near the bathtub and starts to take his own clothes off.
Even after years of marriage, you still feel awkward standing in front of him fully naked. He doesn’t seem to be embarrassed himself though because of course, you thought this was normal and necessary in marriage, you still couldn’t help it.
The sound of fabric running on his skin made you nervous. You looked down and started removing your shirt slowly, trying to avoid the fact that your husband is getting completely nude in front of you. He hurriedly took off the rest of his clothes before you since you’re getting really nervous each second passes.
Callan finally notices this and chuckles, “Honey? No way…” He stops. You look at him, still wearing your bra and unable to unclip it. “You are still shy in front of me? Come here. Let me help you.” He said as he came closer to you.
Fuck.You’re getting hot.
“Turn around.” You followed his order, he unclips your bra, and it falls to the floor. He picks it up and throws it in the basket.
This bathroom is huge as hell.
You turned back around and quickly covered yourself, preventing him from seeing your nakedness.
“Stop.” He glares at you, directly removing your hands that were covering your nakedness. Your cheeks and ears are like a tomato now.
You started to remove your pants, bending over a little to not let him see you again. You slide them down with your underwear as Callan watches you, avoiding his stern gaze. You both are now completely nude in front of each other.
‘This is seriously getting way too hot and awkward at the same time.’
“You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” He grabs your waist lightly and begins to give your neck soft kisses. “The most,” He cut himself with a kiss on your neck. “Stunning” kiss, “Captivating.” Another kiss, “and amazing thing in the whole universe. Everything. Your body, your soul, you. I can’t get enough of you.”
He softened as you squeezed your lips shut, preventing a smile from escaping. He lifted his head up.
“Though I won’t let any man make the same moves on you as I did.” He joked, laughing as you rolled your eyes.
Brushing his thumb on your cheek, he bent his face closer to yours, “But listen, you are the best thing ever happened to me. And it hurts me to see you hide your body away from me, it hurts me a lot. You don’t understand how fucking sexy and mesmerizing your body is. Every time I look at your body, I just want to bend you over and fuck you so hard till morning because you have no idea how your body makes me feel and what it does to me.”
You went completely even more silent. Not knowing what to say. ‘Should I thank him? Tell him he’s lying? And he’s just saying those things to make me feel better?’
Your cheeks squished as he pressed his palms against them, forcing your head to nod as you went limp.
“Good” He smiled, grinning at how you were waiting for his next response.
“Come on honey, let’s get in.” Callan grabs your waist softly and starts leading you towards the tub. He steps into the warm water. You quickly gazed away, trying to not look at him.
It still feels so strange and flustering.
He sits down and waits for you to join him. You followed his action, hoping he wasn’t looking at you but you could feel his stare as you gazed into the water. He grabbed your hip and sank you into the water. You gasped lightly as he turned you around and sat you down between his legs.
“Is the water too hot, darling?” He says as he caresses your shoulder softly.
“No, it’s fine.” You feel like your heart is beating in reverse. You’re going to explode.
He kisses your shoulder gently that he caressed a few seconds ago, “Your skin feels so soft and warm baby.” He grabs your waist again softly and brings you closer to his chest and lets you lay your back onto his chest.
Oh, you missed him so much
You close your eyes and feel his body against yours.
“I want you to take some time for yourself tomorrow Callan.” You said all of a sudden, not holding it any longer. He genuinely needs time for himself. Every day off he has, he always spends it with you. You love it but it makes you feel selfish.
‘I feel selfish, why do I feel selfish?’
You turned around to face him and looked directly into his eyes.
His eyes, his brown eyes.
“What? What the hell does that supposed to mean?” He asked, confused. “It’s just… It’s just every time, every time you have a day off, you would spend it with me,” You turned around completely and sat on his legs in front of him. He was still looking at you, confused. “You would spend the whole day off with me, it irritates me so much. You never take time for yourself, gain your own thoughts. I highly, rarely see you do that ever since I married you. Please, Callan.” Your voice shakes as you ranted, looking down onto his chest. You place your arms around his shoulder.
“Take some time with yourself tomorrow.” You looked up at him.
“Oh Y/n…” Callan grabs your waist gently with his hand, the other hand comes to your cheek as he caresses it back and forth, looking back at you with his gorgeous brown eyes. “Why would you say something like that? Is this the ‘thing’ you wanted to talk about?”
You nodded.
“But my love, spending time with myself and spending time with you is no difference. I don’t need to spend time with myself in order to ‘gain my thoughts’ or to be happy with myself again for once in a while or whatever some sort of idea you have in mind.”
What.
Is he being serious right now?
“What… don’t you want to clear your head? You literally have me around you all th-” He cuts you off, “And that’s what I want and need, you are my everything, love. And I mean everything. I swear Y/n, if I had the freedom to leave work and just come home to you, I would have. I miss you every day Y/n, every second, every minute, every hour, and every goddamn day.” He grabs your face with both of his hands. “I love you. I have loved you all my life. Without you I’d be lost. I don’t know what I will do with myself if you aren’t here right now, sitting on me with your angel self. I would be lost darling, lost. So stop with this nonsense and let me clean you up.”
You blinked in surprise. You did not expect this. Not only that, but you didn't know what to say anymore. You’re completely shocked.
He takes your gray loofah and puts soap all around it and begins to rub it around your body, “turn back around.” You followed his order once again. You really didn’t know what to say anymore. You’re stunned.
“Don’t ever bring that topic up again, you hear me?” He scolds lightly as he gently rubs the loofah at your back. You quickly nodded in fear, scared of how his tone became stern.
He goes to your private areas which become awkward all of a sudden, but it doesn’t bother him at all. As he finishes with you, he starts with himself. You look down the water, still thinking about what he just said. “I don’t want you to ever think like that, your presence never bothers me baby.” He goes silent a bit; you're expecting him to say more, “Why would you think like that? Am I the one bothering you?”
No way had he just thought that.
“No, of course not. No. No, no.” You quickly said, “I love being around you, I just thought you are working so hard and then coming back home and have to give me attention. Plus I spend the whole day alone while you are at work.” You said as you looked back at him and watched him clean himself with the soaped loofah. “I’m so sorry baby. I know I've been a workaholic these past months, but you have to understand it’s my opening as a CEO. I promise you it will end after a couple of weeks. I have been getting so many clients, it’s insane.” He said as he looked back at you.
“No…” You shake my head lightly, “Don’t apologize. I completely understand. You got your dream that you’ve been dreaming for so long.” You smiled cheerfully.
He grinned, “Yeah, and another promise, after things go slow and my opening news starts to go away. I’ll take you wherever you want and give you anything you want, honey. Just name it.”
You laughed, “Okay, but most importantly. I want you.” You pointed your finger at him as he laughed, “Sure baby.”
15 minutes passes with you and Callan talking about both of your days.
You and Callan finally got out of the warm bath and changed into your Pjs. You picked out a silky nightwear while he just put some sweatpants, and finally jumped into bed together.
The rain stopped, it saddens you a bit.
You both are lying down as he wraps his arms around you and brings you closer, “I forgot to ask, have you eaten anything?” He said. You closed your eyes and nodded surely. He chuckles, “Good.”
“Close your eyes; it’s been a long day.” You said as you rested your hand on his chest. You hear him say, “I’m forever grateful to spend every minute of my life with you. I may lose you someday when I’m far away, so I have to spend my life with you, it was meant for it.” He said as he brought your head onto his chest and closed his eyes.
Again, you’re stunned. What is this man doing to you?
“Goodnight.” Is all you could slip from your mouth. You lifted your head and noticed he already drifted off to sleep. He must have been exhausted.
You smiled and adored his sleepy face. ‘I do not deserve him.’ “I love you Callan.” You whispered to him. He wiggled a bit and brought you closer again. You laid your head on his chest and closed your eyes.
“I love you too.”
#yandere#male yandere#fluff#agnst#yandere core#yandere x reader#yandere imagines#yandere x darling#yandere male#male yandere x reader#romance#love#reader#oneshot#smut
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can we get a mark heathcliff X reader, where the reader, cesar and Sarah (little Sarah) give him a surprise birthday party and he gets all emotional about it because not only did his best friend, his sister and his lover all go out of their way to do this for him, but also because hes never had a birthday party because he had only 1 friend in school because everyone thought he was too weird to hang out with 😭 (mark gets tons of hugs and kisses from the reader! because he's the birthday boy and deserves it<3)
I know I'm waaaaaay late but here's something short and sweet for the birthday boy!
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"""Surprise!!!!"""
Mark didn't expect anything out of the ordinary when he walked out into the kitchen this morning. To him, it was just another day off of school.
But to see you, Cesar, and Sarah greet him with a "Happy Birthday" banner and kazoos indeed surprised him, making him freeze on the spot.
For a moment, he seemed utterly confused...
Then it finally hit him.
Today was his birthday.
"Oh, wow..I...is this really all for me?" Approaching the table, he saw several giftboxes for him, alongside the cards with each of your names on the envelopes.
"Of course, man! Who else?" Cesar laughed as he patted his best friend on the back, grinning from ear-to-ear. "I know you're not big on parties, but [y/n] wanted to make this one extra special..you're finally 18! Feel any older yet?"
".........."
Sarah was a huge help in picking out the ribbons." You chimed in, ruffling the younger Heathcliff's hair, to which she smiled bashfully and nodded. "We did our best to be quiet, so...."
However, you trailed off when you noticed Mark's gaze seemed vacant. He kept staring at the table, apparently lost in thought, and you and Cesar exchanged concerned glances.
Suddenly a very small part of you feared this was all too overwhelming for your boyfriend.
He did have a rough day at school yesterday and went to bed upset, so maybe this wasn't the best time for a-
"Y-You all did this...for me?"
"We did Mark, I hope it's not too much." You stepped forward, but stopped as he turned to you, eyes watery with the biggest smile on his face. It made your heart melt. "Oh, sweetheart..are you okay?"
"I'm great, [y/n]. I just..." He began to sob, trying yet failing to hide his tears. "Nobody's ever gave a single shit about my birthday..b-but now I have you guys. I'm so lucky..I'm so blessed. Thank you."
Relieved that none of this stressed him out, you smiled back and cupped his face in your hands, wiping away the tears for him. "Awh, you're welcome." You kissed him on the forehead before hugging him, rubbing gentle circles into his back. "You deserve this more than anyone."
Truer words have never been spoken.
He deserved to have a decent birthday..to make up for all the ones he's missed or neglected.
Because back in school, Mark never got any acknowledgement...nor was he invited to any parties. Every year there's always the kids who made plans right in front of him, the classmates who said he was too "weird" to hang around and would rather partner with anybody else, and the teachers who gave him birthday wishes that were either too early or too late, never on time.
It sucked, and he had to get used to that lonely feeling even with Cesar trying to cheer him up. He started caring less and less about his birthday over the years...until he forgot that he literally turned 18 today.
When you first realized it was coming up fast, you believed it was a milestone worth celebrating!
So you wanted to make this day a little extra special, although you didn't think he'd get this emotional about it.
Poor Sarah was flabbergasted when her older brother started crying out of nowhere, thinking he was upset for some reason and hated the surprise, though Cesar reassured her that he was happy.
After he calmed down, he opened the presents (one of which didn't totally include a marketable plushie) and dug into a small cake his best friend bought for all of you to share for breakfast.
Of course, it was his favorite flavor.
As for the remainder of the day, well, he had no plans to go out. But you were okay with that, and he was too.
Rather, you just stayed home and cuddled on the couch together, where you continued giving him a lot of kisses. You had homework, unfortunately, but elected to ignore that for today, instead putting on a movie he casually mentioned wanting to watch. And you let him rest his head on your shoulder while you both stared at the screen, perfectly content.
Mark expected nothing from you...yet you gave him everything.
And he loved you for that.
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sunoo – bad boys
— bad boys main masterlist
pairing: kim sunoo x fem!reader
summary: somehow you ended up babysitting your dear neighbour's sons. oh and what a great thing to know that the kim sunoo, a bad boy in your school, was also your neighbour. what happens when he takes a liking to you
no.of words: 5.7K words
warnings: flirty sunoo(?) i feel like he is like sunghoon in this imagine. horrible fight scene, i suck don't mind me.
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NOTE: the last edition to the bad boys series!! i will be reposting the latest series of mine which is 'the mafia'. i may also update the posters for it because i'm not really satisfied with it. thank you for enjoying 'the bad boys' though!!
Finally the last chapter to how our dear bad boys lived. Many of you would be surprised as to how the well-known sunshine of Belift High became a bad boy. it came pretty shocking to many when they found out how close sunoo was to the other boys.
Many students have heard of Kim Sunoo. he puts on a smile everyday without fail and treats everyone with respect. that is if you don’t get on his bad side. every bully in his grade could testify how terrifying sunoo became when he got mad. since many don’t see his anger, this was how the bullies described sunoo.
“His eyes were huge, he had a murderous look in his eyes. A creepy smile that adorned his lips. his voice unexpectedly becomes deep when he gets mad. i have chills remembering what happened.” one bully testified. many were kinda brushing it off since that did not sound like sunoo in any way and besides, it sounded like the bully was simply in love with sunoo.
But it was true, sunoo was terrifying. not many knew that sunoo’s pastime hobby was surprisingly underground boxing. who knew sunoo liked fighting? maybe it was used to relieve his stress from school. understandable.
now what about you? who was sunoo to you?
“(name), could you pass these to mrs.kim? She needs the spices since she hasn’t had the time to go grocery shopping.” your mom calls out.
“on it mom!”
Sunoo was your neighbour and well sort of your schoolmate. However, you’ve never once chatted with him. Okay, you did once but he simply ignored you when you were like 6 so you never bothered to chat up with him ever again. Kinda funny when both of your parents are best friends.
Your bedroom and his bedroom were adjacent to each other. which meant if your curtains weren’t shut, he would be able to see you and you would be able to see him. that was one of the reasons why you shut your curtains. another reason being sunoo’s cat loves to climb into your window and hang out with you.
“not again, loki.” you picked up the orange tabby cat and carried her next door. sunoo’s little brother, seojun, opens the door.
“oh! That’s where loki went. Thank you, (name) noona!” you hand seojun the cat. Loki meows at you wanting to be held by you again, fighting in the arms of the younger boy.
“anytime seojun. you should cat proof the windows though so loki doesn’t run away or get lost.”
“Mom said she did, i think she forgot to cover up sunoo hyung’s bedroom. i tell her that.”
“Alright.” you gave seojun a small pat on his head and went your own way.
Your relationship with the kim family was simple. Mr and Mrs.Kim were sweet to you, seojun loved you and treated you like an older sister he wished he had. With sunoo, it was complicated. like described before, your bedroom was literally next door to his so you would see him frequently escaping his home in the middle of the night to god knows where.
you didn’t exactly want to tell on him, what if he hurts you? what if he bullies you because you told on him to his parents? which was why you don’t meddle with his business. sure, sunoo was the sunshine but you lived next door, you could hear the conversations he had with his friends, you noticed how he came back with a pretty bloody shirt and bandaged up fist. you weren’t dumb, it was obvious sunoo was doing something pretty shady.
“hey (name), there are customers coming in. it’s rush hour soon, you better get your shit together.” your colleague and shift manager, Ava, says. you nodded at her and went to the cashier as the first few customers approached it.
rush hour, you had a love hate relationship with it. you loved it because it helped the cafe grow in popularity and reach through word of mouth across other neighbourhoods. however, there was one thing that meant. high schoolers from belift high. the snobbiest of the snobbiest. rich people went there and only those with good grades in middle school would get into that school. funny when belift high was one of your options, you did really well in middle school and so your scores were able to meet other student’s.
yet, you decided to not join because you knew belift high was never right for you. especially with the expensive school fees. sure, your parents were decently well-off but they weren’t ones to spend things harshly and so you begged your parents to not send you to belift. sure, they hesitated and didn’t mind paying but if you didn’t want it then they wouldn’t force you to go. hence, you were in hybe high instead, the next sort of upcoming school in the neighbourhood.
It was also ironically next to belift high, which you had to question the choices of where they built it. until you found that belift high and hybe high were practically owned by the same person. hybe high was simply an extra edition to commemorate the founder’s birthday. a token of appreciation or a birthday present to him in other words. yes, you were appalled. which is why some of the students of belift high would come over to hybe high and vice versa.
“take this to table 7, they have been waiting for quite some time. do help apologise to them and explain that we are unfortunately short staffed right now. I’ll handle the cashier for a bit, do help steven in the kitchen alright?” ava explains as she slides the tray over to you. you nod before bringing over the tray of drinks to table 7.
“hi, we are so sorry. currently, we are a little short staffed so desserts may take a while.” you say. the 7 boys who were busily chatting stopped and turned to you. you felt intimidated by their gaze. what’s with the leather jacket on the blonde one.
“it’s fine, thank you!” one of them said with a smile (you didn’t realise it was sunoo since your mind was all over the place). you bowed after placing the tray onto their table. you hear their chattering start up again after you left. that was awkward to say the least.
“sun. did you really have to answer her? she should have gotten the note that we want her to leave it on the table and that we aren’t blind and can see the restaurant is literally packed?” sunghoon says.
“hyung, can you not be stupid. not everyone can read minds.” sunoo rolls his eyes.
“Yeah hoon.” jake adds.
“all of you. you just stared and waited for her to read the room. this is why you guys have no bitches.” sunoo says.
“we do have bitches. in fact, heeseung recently got together with his girlfriend!”
“he pussied out multiple times and that poor girl literally was hurt multiple times by him.” sunoo folds his arms.
“jesus dr.phil, calm down.” jake huffs.
“what’s it to you anyways. usually you wouldn’t exactly get all defensive over girls.” heeseung says. ni-ki gasps like he just solved a scooby doo mystery.
“you like that girl don’t you!” ni-ki says. sunoo rolls his eyes.
“yeah, do you like her or something?”
“we’ve only been here a couple of times though, how can our dear sunoo fall in love that fast?”
“i don’t like her like that. i just simply find her pretty. why? Is it wrong to admire pretty girls? I thought jake hyung does that 24/7?” sunoo says.
“oh fuck off.” jake pouts.
now we go back to you. you were busy working in the kitchen helping Steven, aka one of the chefs. there were supposed to be two chefs on duty but unfortunately he had an emergency last minute so you were understaffed for the day. the fact that it was also a public holiday made it worst, more students came as they didn’t have anything to do. Hence, the cafe was packed for the whole day.
the cafe usually closes at 8pm so you only ever finish at 9pm due to cleaning and restocking of stocks. which was no surprise when you arrived home late at night. you dropped your bed on the table and laid on the bed, sighing in relief as you finally got to rest for the day. you hear scratching against the window and you instantly knew who it was.
“loki.” you whined. quickly, you stood up and opened up the window. loki quickly jumps in and starts brushing past your legs.
“loki, seriously how do you always manage to escape your own home.” you sighed. the cat mewls and tries to climb your legs. you picked her up and looked over at the clock.
10pm, it’s a little late to bring loki back home but you knew that seojun would probably be looking for him.
“you’re a little troublemaker, aren’t you?” you said to loki. she meows again. you grabbed the cat treat from your drawer and opened it up so loki could eat as you brought her next door.
“where are you going, (name)?” your mom asks.
“loki got into my room again so i’m bringing her back home.”
“alright.”
you went next door and clicked on the doorbell. you’d expect mrs.kim or seojun to open the door but you didn’t expect sunoo to open the door.
“umm hi, loki climbed into my room again so i’m here to hand her over back to you.” you say. sunoo hums, you hand loki over to him. “sorry for disturbing you late at night. i’ll get going now.” you turned to walk away.
“you’re that girl from the cafe.” sunoo says. you pause in your steps. “nice to see you. hope i see you more often.” sunoo says. you hear the door shut.
does he not remember you two were neighbours since he was young? was he just pretending you didn’t live next door? or did he really not know that both of your parents were best friends?
you shook the thought off and went home. of course, you shut your curtains since you didn’t want to sunoo to possibly peep you. you shut the lights off and laid in bed. you needed some sleep, after all, there was school tomorrow.
“loki, stop embarrassing me in front of (name).” sunoo groans. the cat meows.
“there you go again with your attitude! she isn’t your mother!” it meows again.
“yet?? what do you mean yet-”
“kim sunoo, stop talking to the cat!” mrs.kim yells.
“sorry mom!” sunoo shouts back. he turns his attention to the tabby cat and glares at it.
“this isn’t over, loki. what do you know that i don’t.” sunoo folds his arm.
The next morning, you were walking into school. for some odd reason, all eyes were on you. well what you thought when you realise someone else was walking behind you. you felt them sling their arm around you.
“felix, what do you want?”
“can’t a guy talk to his friend.”
“you can, if there isn’t tons of girls after you and i might become their prey for being your friend.”
“oh come (name).” felix pouts. “i heard that enhypen came to the cafe where you work at. did sunoo finally recognise you?”
“what do you think?” you placed your books into the locker. felix frowns. “loki escaped and came into my room last night and i had to send her back. guess who opened the door?”
“sunoo?”
“ding ding ding! you are right but he just recognises me as the girl who works in the cafe. I can’t believe after literally living next door to him for 19 years of our lives that he only calls me the cafe girl!”
“okay but why do you care if he notices you or not?” felix asks. you were about to say something but what could you say? why did you actually care? “ay, don’t tell me you have a crush on him.”
“I don’t, lix. can you not put unreasonable reasons out? you do realise rumours can form.”
“okay but who wouldn’t want to be caught in a rumour with belift’s sunshine?” felix says.
“me. i don’t want to.”
“you’ve already been involved with hybe’s sunshine!”
“yeah and i’m thankful it was only amongst hybe high and not belift high too!” you groaned, “do you know much girls were after me everyday trying to confirm if i was your girlfriend because you were so touchy with me? i had to explain that you were in love with someone else.”
“I’m sorry my dear best friend.” felix pouts. you flicked his forehead.
“forget it, let’s get to class. please tell yeonjun that he is going to be late again.” you groaned.
“on it.” felix takes out his phone to text your other best friend.
choi yeonjun, the jock everyone would love to be friends with. you have no idea how you and felix actually became friends with him but it’s been 3 years since you became friends. oh did i mention how he is also close with the enhypen gang? no? well, he is. he is also hybe’s resident playboy, are we really surprised though.
you settled on the chair only to hear someone running in and panting.
“MADE IT!” yeonjun says in between pants.
“congrats, you actually made it before Mr.Gabe comes in.” you say. the boy settles next to you. he grabs your water bottle and downs the water. you smacked him, leaving him to choke a little on the drink.
“that’s my bottle! you do realise you just touched my lips indirectly.” the realisation only makes yeonjun smirk.
“does that mean…i stole your first kiss?” yeonjun puckers his lips at you. felix pulls the boy back and pats his back.
“sorry buddy, if you wanna say who stole (name)’s first kiss…it was me. you missed your chance.” you rolled your eyes at felix’s words.
“it was a party and we were drunk. you were the one who came over me.”
“and you reciprocate it.”
“well what did you want me to do! I was drunk anyway.” you groaned.
“push him away?” yeonjun says.
“well- for fucks sake, just pay attention.” you folded your arms. the two boys don’t tease you further. they know if they did, you’d just get mad and you were terrifying when you were mad so they wanted to save themselves.
lunch rolls by, yeonjun was busy clinging onto you.
“yeonjun, please give me space.”
“but baby.” he pouts. you turned to felix.
“why is he like this?”
“the girl he hooked up with didn’t let him do aftercare. she just wanted it to be a one time thing.”
“damn, you just got rejected.”
“it’s not the first time, honestly.”
“hey, i have manners and i know girls love aftercare. i’m not just some dude who would leave the girl in a disgusting state.” yeonjun explains.
“how sweet of you yeonjun but you do realise if you do that…the girl will catch feelings and i know you don’t do feelings, baby.” you lift his chin with your fingers. you feel yeonjun melting into your touch. hmm maybe this was why you had rumours with your best friend, you were equally as touchy as them.
“you two are disgusting.” felix says. you giggled.
“jealous, lix?” you coo.
“I won’t lie but i think someone else is way more jealous.” felix points to the group behind you. you turned around and you swore you felt your heart drop.
“enhypen.” you mumbled under your breath. the tension between you and sunoo was very much evident in the air and he was just simply staring at you. you feel yeonjun letting you go and waving to the boys.
“hey! heeseung, we are still up for a match later on right?” yeonjun says.
“yeah.”
“hey, lix. i’m going to go, i forgot to grab something from the canteen.” you say. you quickly left before felix could even say anything.
“is that the (name) you have been talking about?” jake asks.
“yeah, why? I told you she’s pretty right?” yeonjun says. sunoo sighs.
“you guys get back to belift. i’m going to go explore hybe high.” sunoo says.
“but we don’t go to this school!” jake yells after sunoo.
“dude, i think she likes (name).” yeonjun says. the other boys deadpan.
“yeah we see that.”
“shit, i broke my own rule.”
“And that is?” jay questions.
“never go for your homie’s girl.”
“that’s a great idea, maybe you should listen to yeonjun’s advice, jake.” sunghoon cocks his brow.
“dude, how am i supposed to know you like her when you literally spend time hating on her.” jake whines.
“if sunoo was here, he would have probably said something like enemies to lovers.” jay adds.
“oh god, please don’t mention it.” jungwon says.
“should we go find him?”
“yeah, we shouldn’t get into more trouble.” heeseung says.
“as if we don’t have a huge bounty on us. they are probably planning our murder as we speak.” sunghoon says.
“again. we aren’t the mafia. there is no bounty on us. rather, they just want to beat us.” jay says.
“uhh, i should go find (name). you guys should find sunoo.” felix says.
“right, sorry. we should go.”
as for you, you were trying to walk when you bumped into someone.
“oh, i’m so sorry-” you looked straight at the person. “sunoo.”
“hey there cutie.” sunoo smiles. you felt your cheeks flush.
“come to my match tonight.”
“what?”
“i’m sure you must know i do underground boxing. come to my match.”
“but why?”
“to hang out. I’ll win for you.”
“no thanks.” you walked past sunoo.
“suit yourself but i’ll find a way to get to know you more.” you shiver at sunoo’s words. he wanted to get to know you more. your heart races.
“(name)!” felix yells out, he slings his arm around your shoulder.
“let’s get to class, hm?”
“yeah, let’s go.” sunoo was about to stop felix when heeseung grabs onto the boy and tugs on his ear.
“let’s go. we have a race to practice for. in your case, you have a boxing match to get ready for.”
“what? But the opponent is literally so easy to beat! I studied his matches! his swings suck.” sunoo complains as heeseung tugs him away.
The next few days went by quickly and sunoo didn’t bother you. the weekend rolls by, you didn’t file in for a shift for this week so you had time to yourself. that is until…
the doorbell rings and so you went to open the door. mrs.kim looked so distressed.
“(name) sweetie, oh thank god you are home! i have an emergency at work and unfortunately my husband won’t be home too. we need someone to look after seojun and maybe sunoo. could you watch over them?”
Watch over seojun and sunoo…more importantly sunoo. how were you going to watch over a teen your own age. he doesn’t even listen to you or his parents, he was wild.
“i can watch over seojun but mrs.kim, i’m not too sure about sunoo. me and him don’t talk at all and since we are in different schools, it makes it harder.”
“sunoo is really easy to care for, just feed him and force him to stay out of trouble. i’m sure you know he is a pretty wild boy.” you hummed at her words.
“mrs.kim, can i ask why you don’t stop sunoo from doing whatever he does.”
“well, i don’t support it but my husband…he used to do the same and he still is a part of a gang so i can’t say much.”
“I see.”
“so will you help? i could give money for you to buy some takeouts.”
“I’ll try-”
“Great! i’ve already informed your mom that you will be staying with the boys until tomorrow morning. you can sleep in the spare bedroom, i’ve already cleaned it up. just bring a set of clothes and you can take a shower in the guest bedroom.”
“mrs.kim-”
“thank you again, (name).” she hands you the keys to her house and quickly leaves. must be really important if she was rushing. you turned to your mom.
“mom, could you help me?” you huffed.
“mrs.kim, trusted you sweetie. Besides, you know today is mine and your dad’s anniversary.”
“yes mom.”
“i’m sorry honey.” she pats your head. you sighed and went to your room to grab a bag with your essentials. you didn’t need to pack much since it was just next door.
you entered the kim household and seojun was busy running after loki.
“LOKI WAIT! YOU CAN’T JUST EAT THE TREAT AND NOT DO A TRICK!” she runs to you and hides behind you. “oh noona, hi.” the younger boy smiles. you smiled too and picked loki up.
“is she causing trouble again?” you booped the cat’s nose and she licks your finger.
“yeah, i was teaching her a trick and she ate the treat without doing it. i thought i taught her better but she’s as stubborn as sunoo hyung.” seojun huffs. you ruffled the boy’s hair.
“come on, you are probably hungry. it’s almost lunch time.”
“oh right, mom gave you money. she asked me to guard it since sunoo hyung would’ve probably stole it.”
“you think lowly of your own brother. besides, i’m pretty sure he doesn’t need the money with the job he does.”
“what job does he do?” seojun asks. you were about to answer when…
“yeah, what job do i do, cutie.” sunoo smirks. seojun looks at sunoo and then you, he makes a disgusted face.
“are you two dating?”
“oh no, seojun we aren’t. he is just teasing.” you say.
“yet.” sunoo adds, “she hasn’t grown feelings for your dear brother just yet.” you rolled your eyes.
“as if.”
“anyways, i have to leave. match tonight.” he comes close, “my offer still stands.”
“i am not watching and you are not going. your mom already told me to watch over you and seojun.” sunoo laughs.
“i’m not seojun, he needs all the attention. though, it’s tempting to stay, when someone like you is watching over.” you scoffed.
“forget it. just go but you better come back before 10am. your parents are coming home then.”
“more than enough time. we even have time to makeou-” you cover seojun’s ears.
“don’t you dare finish that sentence. there is a child here.”
“i’m kidding.” he checks his phone, “well, i have to go now. hope you don’t have too much fun without me.” he kneels down to seojun’s height.
“and you little man, don’t go trying to steal my girl alright?”
“sunoo!” you yelled. he turns his back and waves before leaving to his match. the front door shuts and you sighed.
“sorry about sunoo hyung. i think he hangs out with many weird people. especially jake hyung.”
“do they always talk about whatever they do?”
“mhm, mostly about girls. i find it quite sad, do they feel nothing when they hurt another person’s feelings?”
“you know, seojun. for a 10 year old, you are really mature. don’t be like your brother please.”
“don’t worry noona! I won’t my life goal is to be a better guy than my brother.”
“that’s right, now what do you want for lunch?”
“how about some chicken?”
“of course.” you smiled.
it was about 11pm when you get a text from mrs.kim. the issue she had at work was surprisingly fixed quickly so she was coming home. your eyes widened as you read the text.
“seojun, do you have your brother’s number.”
“yeah, why?” he says as he munches on the pizza.
“we need to get your brother home or i’ll be in trouble.” you say. seojun’s eyes widened.
“mom’s coming home.” you nod. seojun hands you his phone and you called sunoo.
you’ve probably called him like 5 times in the span of 5 minutes and he still wasn’t picking up.
“shit shit.” you were panicking. by 6th call, he finally picks up. you heard panting on his side.
“hell-”
“come home now, kim sunoo.”
“woah, calm down. why should i come home. i just finished my match and now me and the boys are about to practice for our race.”
“your mom is coming home as we speak so fucking get your ass here, before me and you get scolded.”
“shit. i’ll come home.”
“you better run now.”
“I am!” you hear sunoo frantically packing his stuff and his friends questioning what’s wrong. “fuck, i’ll call you when i’m around the corner. open my bedroom window while you’re at it.”
“can’t you go by the front door?”
“too suspicious, besides, your mom is home.”
“and this is why you shouldn’t have gone to that match!”
“it was decently important.” sunoo says.
“yeah, for your pride!”
“fuck. I hurt myself.”
“just get here. i’ll treat your wounds.”
“and what if my heart is hurt?”
“not the time sunoo!”
“right, sorry!” he runs more. “okay, i’m around the corner. open the window now.”
you went to open the window and you hear someone jumping and landing in the backyard. you end the call and the window opens. sunoo shuts the window. he faces you and you notice a scratch on his face, his knee was bleeding a little. you sighed and grabbed his arm. you brought him to the bathroom and searched for the first aid kit.
he settles on the closed toilet lid. you put on some medicine on the q-tip and carefully treated his wounds on both his knee and face. he winces a little. you rolled your eyes.
“i thought you were an underground boxer, you’ve probably felt more pain than this.”
“i broke my arm once so yes, it was way more painful than this but this is still painful.” he points to you putting on the medicine. you sighed.
“thank you for at least running over here before your mom came home. i would’ve actually died since i’m the one babysitting you.”
“anytime. after all, wouldn’t want the girl i have a crush on get in trouble.”
“stop talking nonsense. you wouldn’t have feelings for me.”
“and why wouldn’t i? I’m human too, i’m obliged to like anyone i want that is of age.” you stopped what you were doing.
“we don’t mix. i should only remain as your neighbour and nothing more. that has always been how it is since we were kids.”
“(name).”
you heard the front the door open. you quickly placed a bandage on sunoo’s knee and cheek.
“let’s go.”
“(name).” you walked out of the bathroom.
“(name) sweetie, i’m so sorry to have troubled you. nothing bad happened right?” mrs.kim says. sunoo stands next to you. she was about to question sunoo’s bandage.
“nothing at all.” you say.
“oh, i see. sunoo and seojun must have roughhoused a little. as usual.” she smiles.
“mom!” seojun folds his arm and huffs.
“anyways, you are still free to stay (name) since your mom still thinks you are staying over to watch the boys.”
“no no, it’s okay. i should get home. i have to get ready for work tomorrow.”
“ah okay. take care then sweetie.” mrs.kim smiles. you smiled a little and nodded. you grabbed your bag and left for your house. Once you left. she turns to sunoo.
“you left the house didn’t you?”
“Mom-”
“i don’t want to get mad at (name) since i can tell she isn’t feeling too happy. what did you do to the poor girl?”
After that babysitting incident happened, you just didn’t talk to anyone about sunoo. not even felix or yeonjun. they were curious at first but since you didn’t want to talk about it, they respected your boundaries. as for sunoo, he was dying to visit hybe high to see you but his friends had always pulled him back.
“i just want to see her.”
“and she doesn’t, dude just move on.” sunghoon says.
“then you move on too! The girl you like clearly doesn’t like you back since you keep hurting her!” sunghoon clenches his fist ready to lunge at sunoo. jake holds sunghoon back while jay holds sunoo back.
“alright, you have to stop arguing.” heeseung says. jungwon was about to step in as their leader but yeonjun comes running to where they were.
“you guys have to get to hybe high and save (name).” hearing your name, sunoo pushes past jay.
“what happened to her.”
“me and felix tried looking around for her but we couldn’t find her.” sunoo groans.
“hyung, have any idea who it might be, who is messing with us.”
“sunoo, we made tons of enemies. we can’t just pinpoint one group-”
“the raiders.” jungwon says. Everyone turns to him, “they competed against sunoo in the last match, i’m sure they are out to target specifically him by using (name).”
“oh here we go again on our james bond shit.” jake sighs.
“Hey but james bond is cool.” ni-ki adds.
“let’s just go. yeonjun, please lead us to places you think (name) would be.” heeseung says.
you squirm around trying to free yourself, they finally remove the tape covering your mouth.
“what the fuck is this? you guys think you’re in an action movie?” the guy just rolls his eyes.
“sunoo just had to fall in love with someone so annoying.”
“great to know you find me annoying. I find you annoying too! besides, this is kind off predictable that you are only using me to lure sunoo to me.”
“very true.”
“alright, come on tell your sad sob story as to why you captured me to lure sunoo in.” you say.
“well our leader lost to sunoo in the boxing competition and the race. our whole gang thinks he cheated.” you were holding in your laughter.
“HAHAHA. i’m sorry but that’s it? just because your leader lost fair and square? how do you even cheat in boxing? Or racing.”
“It’s a serious matter. h-his pride was hurt.”
“boys and their pride. come on, not everyone needs to stay on top. who cares, you can always work hard and come back better and stronger. well, if you try hard enough of course.” you eyed them up and down.
“no, sunoo cheated so it’s only fair we-” the guy gets something thrown at the back of his head.
“doing it mexican mom style!” jay says. you looked down and noticed his timberlands were on the ground next to you.
“nice shot.” you say.
“thanks (name).”jay shouts. felix joins in.
“umm felix can you even-” felix does a back kick at the guy who was after him, the guy falls to the ground and enhypen was left shocked.
“what? I took taekwondo for like 7 years. only fair that i use my knowledge.” jungwon thumbs up at felix.
“nice one hyung.”
“thanks.” more guys kept coming and the boys fought them off. yeonjun helps to untie you.
“hey, damsel in distress.”
“am i really a damsel in distress when i quite literally talked back to them?” you say pointing the other gang. yeonjun shrugs.
“maybe not. I thought you’d be terrified. Oh and duck.” you duck, yeonjun kicked the guy. “you should run to sunoo.”
“and be his damsel in distress?”
“well these people clearly thought you and sunoo had something going on.”
“idiots.”
“(name), i don’t think they are the idiots. you are.”
“what?”
“duck again.” you duck. yeonjun kicks again. “i mean it. you looked like a sad abandoned puppy this whole week. i do believe you like sunoo and he is the perfect guy for you.”
“but yeon-”
“and don’t say that bullshit, ‘oh but his fangirls will..’ because fuck those girls, they are only after his dick and money. you aren’t. i can tell you’ve been crushing on the dude since the 3 years i knew you. even felix and he has filled me with everything in detail between you and sunoo.” you sighed.
“yeonjun, i am scared.”
“love is scary but you should take the risk. Especially knowing he does those things, that’s besides the point. go and confess to him.”
“now? While he is fighting those heaps of people.”
“oh don’t worry, leave it up to us. just drag him somewhere. Trust me.” you breathed in and went towards sunoo. you grabbed his arm as he was about to fight someone.
“we need to talk.”
“I was fighting the guy-” you kicked the guy where it hurts most and he falls to the ground. sunoo turns to you. “(name), what the actual fuck.”
“your welcome, now let’s go. i’m sure you wouldn’t want to be grounded.”
“alright?” you brought him towards belift high.
“I like you.” you nonchalantly say. sunoo’s eyes widened.
“but you always reject my advances and like you completely shut down every flirt i throw at you.”
“yeah well, i like you.” sunoo keeps quiet. “are you not going to say anything?”
he hugs you, “i like you too.” you fight a smile threatening to appear.
“since when.”
“umm, it’s cringey but since i first saw you.”
“sunoo, we got to know each other when we were 6.”
“hey, you can still have feelings when you are 6!”
“but you haven’t reached puberty!”
“so? love works in different ways.” sunoo says. you smacked his arm. he winces, “hey! that’s not what a girlfriend should do!”
“girlfriend huh?” you teased.
“well, you are my girlfriend…unless you don’t want to be.” sunoo pouts.
“I do but can i have a favour?”
“sure.”
“please quit either one of your secret jobs.”
“but they are both my hobbies.”
“i don’t want my boyfriend to come home with injuries. it worries me.”
“alright.” sunoo pouts.
“how about you join me at the cafe hmm?”
“working at the cafe?”
“yeah.” you say. sunoo thinks for a second, “it will bring popularity to the cafe and we need more helping hands anyways.” he doesn’t say anything.
“and i’m included too.”
“in that case, yes. i’ll work at the cafe with you!” you playfully rolled your eyes when sunoo pecks your cheek. he excitedly jumps.
how did you even fall for him?
#enhypen bad boys#enhypen#enhypen imagines#enhypen imagine#enhypen angst#enhypen fluff#enhypen x reader#enhypen x reader imagines#sunoo#sunoo imagines#sunoo imagine#sunoo angst#sunoo fluff#kim sunoo#kim sunoo imagines#kim sunoo imagine#kim sunoo angst#kim sunoo fluff#kim sunoo x reader#kim sunoo x you#sunoo x reader#enhypen sunoo#sunoo x you
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SSR Silver Bloom Birthday Personal Story Part 1
"Happy Birthday"
Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)
[Diasomnia Dorm – Birthday Party Venue]
Silver: I am running slightly behind all because Sebek said, "Do something about your bedhead," and I was trying to tame my hair.
Silver: Yet I'm sure that there was no reason to fret too much over it, since I am wearing a hat over it. Well, at the very least, I am glad I did not keep my presenter waiting long.
???: Haaaaaah～～～～ This sucks… I want to go home…!
Idia: H-H-H-Hi... I'm your presenter… H-Happy… Birthday…
Silver: Ah, so my presenter is Idia-senpai. I am honored by your kind words.
Idia: Eep… I just wanna speed run through this, so can I just start the interview already?
Silver: Ah, sorry for taking up your precious time. Please, go on.
Idia: O-O-Ok, question one.
Idia: “Are you good or bad at flying?”
Silver: In general, I am relatively good at flying. At least, when comparing it to other subjects in the curriculum.
Silver: When it comes to flying continuously for long distances, or quickly changing the direction I am flying on a whim, among other things, I find that I still lack competence.
Silver: I must sup from the abundance knowledge this school provides me and continue to devote myself to my studies.
Idia: So unfair…! You really think you still have room to grow!
Idia: That's only something you can say when you're born with natural physical abilities and senses…
Silver: I do not really understand what you mean by being born with natural physical abilities and sense, but… It is not as if I was always a competent flier.
Silver: The first time I attempted to fly on a broom, I had enough trouble simply trying to lift the broom off the ground.
Silver: Most likely it was due to only being able to picture the broom sweeping. The broom would constantly only right itself vertically…
Idia: Yeah, m-makes sense, brooms aren't originally a meant to be a means for flying, but tools for sweeping,
Silver: Exactly. It was not so easy to erase from my thoughts the image of a broom sweeping my entire home on its own alongside a mop and bucket.
Silver: The tip of the broom would split into two, and it would walk around just like a human would.
Idia: Eh, what's with that weird dream? Silver-shi, you stressed, or something?
Silver: It was no dream. It was something I witnessed as a child. It truly did startle me then. And it pained me.
Silver: I thought I had done something so atrocious as treat the broom, mop, and bucket as mere objects, when clearly they were living creatures.
Silver: …But, when I learned that my father was simply moving them around with magic, I felt relieved.
Idia: Ahh gotcha… So that was the result.
Idia: But hey, if he was using magic to clean… Sounds to me like your dad's pretty resourceful, Silver-shi.
Silver: Resourceful…? I wonder. In my hometown, it is actually quite common for magic to be used to clean.
Idia: Hah? Th-Then, wh-wh-why didn't you notice that he was using magic to move the broom?
Silver: I was very young at the time, and I still had not manifested my magical abilities. Also, my father and I lived deep in the woods, away from any city.
Silver: I did not come into contact often with those people who lived in the cities… Therefore, I did not know much of their ways.
Idia: That mean that you really only interacted with your own family? I guess maybe we have some things in common.
Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)
Requested by @rotattooill.
#twisted wonderland#twst#silver#idia shroud#twst silver#twst idia#twst translation#twst birthday#mention: lilia
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oh my gosh fellow animation student !! I love learning about other people's art school experience, if you'd be willing to share? I think the diversity of assignments and teaching styles and focuses is cool 🩷 love your art as well !!
Yeah I can share a bit ! I’ve really enjoyed the program so far, I think I’ve learned a lot and I’ve gotten the chance to use programs I wouldn’t have access to usually!
First semester I had 9 classes (I’m counting story lab + lecture as two separate ones) and it was honestly pretty difficult to keep up with the workload, especially because I was still finishing up zine work. I had so many assignments, there were many weeks I’d have something due everyday, sometimes multiple things in the same day, so time management was a big struggle and I ended up having to sacrifice the amount of drawing I did for fun and for socmed </3 I think that was the biggest bummer cause it meant I lost both what helped me relieve stress and something that made me happy :/
While the work was intense and time consuming, I really did enjoy what I was making for each class. My favourite classes were character design, storyboarding, and animation. I felt like they were the ones I did best in and I realized loved my animation teacher her classes were really fun and I laughed a lot lol. I also really enjoyed my life drawing class, I have a lot of respect for my teacher, he marked harshly but I learned so much under him and my life drawing skills have improved a lot since september. He also collects bones and brought them in and it was super cool. He told us all the stories of were he’d picked them up, like asking farmers or finding roadkill and cleaning them.
Overall in each class, I really appreciated the critique I’ve gotten and I feel like I’ve really improved! I actually dropped out of art school before and one of the main reasons was because I felt like I wasn’t really getting anything out of the program. My stuff was nowhere near perfect but I was one of the better students so teachers used my stuff as an example rather than see me as a student that also was there to learn. I hated that so I left, and I’m really happy I don’t feel that way in the program I’m in now!
What I will say though is one of the hardest lessons to learn is that you can’t go 100% on every single thing, it’s just straight up impossible unless you don’t take care of yourself and get no sleep. It sucks because you want to do your best and be amazing at everything, but an assignment that’s half assed is better than handing in nothing at all and also better than permanently hurting yourself because you push through the pain and don’t allow yourself any rest.
One of the things that sucked the most assignment wise was my bone portfolio for life drawing, I had so much planned out and I really wanted to do amazing, but I had to cut a lot out to get it done on time, and so the finished project was lacking a lot. I got a decent mark for it, but personally I know it could’ve been so much better, and I just have to live with the sacrifice I made so I could get all my work done on time lol
I don’t want to share too much more about the assignments I did, but I was really proud of my work in my character design class and also my last storyboard assignment, where we took part of a script and made new boards based on it. I got a lot of compliments from the teacher about my attention to detail with subtle and human actions. I’m happy cause that’s the kind of stuff I love portraying and love seeing in films haha.
One other thing is I was so close to failing layout, the last two assignments I left until the very end and almost didn’t get them in one time before teacher’s grades were due, and without them I would’ve failed the class. As it stands, I got over a 90 average so the two assignments made a big difference lmao.
Sorry this was so long lol
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Is This Considered Hypersexuality? /gen
Me trying to figure out if I'm actually hypersexual or if it's a term I'm using due to a lack of better terminology.
I've seen multiple viewpoints and perspectives in a search to find out if I am or not, but I'd like to ask real quick: Would the following experience recounted below count as hypersexuality? I created this sideblog because I didn't want this associated with my main, but here goes nothing.
CW: Grooming mention near the end
♡ Preamble ♡
Before I get into the meat and bones of things, I'm going to state ahead of time and I'm autistic and asexual, two factors that may or may not contribute to the broader consensus. I also have multiple OCD subtypes caused by multiple things, including childhood trauma. Now, I've always struggled on whether or not my experience counts as hypersexuality, and I often flip back and forth between calling myself such and not, but I think it's time to put the mystery to bed with a consensus. As for speaking to my therapist about this, I've yet to, and before I do, I'd like to get a broad consensus for experiences like this at the base level before I feel right to pursue it.
♡ The Experience Itself ♡
Ever since I was a young child, I've been having repeated, almost (if not multiple times) daily thoughts of sex or sexual acts, no matter in public, school, or private. My imagination is extremely active and utilizes pretty much anything that's available in-mind, including sexual content. My problem was worsened by consistent exposure to NSFW content. Throughout my childhood, I always had this consistent need to "relieve" myself, and as I grew older, I ended up getting sucked into extremely NSFW spaces as a minor, particularly from ages 11-14. Nowadays, I have these kinds of sexual thoughts at least once a day, and I've even had some incredibly unwanted ones, including about my associates, family, and closest friends, and even best friend who's sex-repulsed due to severe sexual trauma.
As for the distress factor, they usually only really disturb me when I'm in public, but for the friend ones, they can happen pretty much any time. I'm aware that distress is a large factor in the hypersexual experience, but I usually just deal with it unless it is actively disturbing enough to cause distress, since typically distressing things don't stress me out nearly as much as they should. An exception to this would be sexual thoughts that play into one of my OCD subtypes, and I usually feel incredibly disgusted by those, as well as the thoughts I get about the people mentioned above. The need for self-relief tends to come at random times, sometimes immediately after waking up. I'm unable to act on them if I'm anywhere but home, but there's that. Aside from that, I always feel this intense compulsive need to talk about sex and sexual stuff with my friends, share the sexual and NSFW content I've made to them, and more. I have reason to believe it could be due to the intense craving of familiarity from 2020, which was filled to the brim with sexual stuff, which unfortunately led to my victimization in a grooming situation, but then again, there could be more to it than just that.
As for further details, there's always this background libido, but I can become easily distracted to forget about it for a little while. Nonetheless, it's still there, waiting to return. There's also this intrinsic need to just sexualize myself, but it mostly stays contained to my head due to minor reasons, but the moment I'm 18, it's probably going to devolve into public displays of self-sexuality. Hell, my 18th birthday has been extremely romanticized for years because of the sexual stuff that legally opens up then. I've even taken to using a hentai game that my degenerate ex-friend played in order to divert and alleviate a lot of these thoughts, but also to get that sense of familiarity back. It's also caused me to lose multiple friends and it's further jeopardized multiple relationships, even affecting my real life.
Is there anything I missed in this self-assessment? What is your assessment? Would YOU consider my experience to be hypersexual in nature? I heavily appreciate any help or pointers in the right direction!
#hypersexual#hypersexuality#am i hypersexual#is this hypersexuality#is it hypersexuality#actually mentally ill#hypersexual asexual#hypersexual vent#questions#mental health#mental health questions#questioning#questioning hypersexual#grooming mention#tw grooming mention
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Show Me
Fandom: American Housewife
Pairing(s): Oliver Otto x Cooper Bradford with background relationships
Words: 1,823
Rating: M
Warnings: sexual content
Summary: On college break, Oliver and Cooper relieve some tension after being so busy.
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Fall break, finally. Despite going to the same school and seeing each other every day, Cooper and Oliver were so excited to be home together. Midterms had kicked their asses and they both were working so hard every day. It was Friday night when they got back from college. The Otto’s swarmed the two boys showering them with love and fake annoyance that they were back, Oliver could not stop smiling. He hadn’t realized how much he missed his family until they started the journey back home.
Because it was so late, the greetings were short lived. “Look, I’m glad you two are back but mama needs her beauty rest.” Oliver and Cooper giggled at classic Katie Otto before they retreated downstairs to the basement. They changed into their cheesy, matching pajamas (Cooper’s idea) and put on some music in the background. They laughed in hush as they recalled the memories their first semester gave them: Cooper joining a frat by accident and liking it (then being asked to move in by the president because he liked Cooper so much), the LGBT club approaching Oliver and saying its obvious, Oliver crying because he saw a squirrel eat a piece of popcorn (the stress of midterms was getting to him…hard).
As Oliver was rambling on about some guy in his pre-law club who kept saying “do you know who my dad is?”, Cooper couldn’t help his eyes from wondering down to Oliver’s lips. He listened intently even responding with an occasional gasp or “you’re so right”. Eventually, Cooper looked back up at Oliver’s eyes.
Cooper leaned in and softly kissed Oliver. They stayed like that for a few minutes, kissing softly, letting the music wrap its warm sounds around them, gentle hands resting upon different parts of the body.
“Gosh, you have no idea how much I missed this. Everyday I thought about you.” Oliver groaned; he truly did miss this. With everything going on at school: studying, joining one of the most active clubs on campus, going to Cooper’s frat parties even when he has an 8am the next day, and so much more, he did not have time to really hang out one on one with him. They still had to be careful in the frat, Cooper was new and barely knew these guys and also did not want to hear “Just so you know, I’m not into you but I am okay with the whole being gay thing.” Sigh.
“Yeah…well, what did you think about, hmm?” He slowly pushed Oliver back on the couch until he had him pinned; he held Oliver’s hands by his head as he laid a couple kisses along his jawline. “Go on, Babyboy, tell me everything.”
Oliver blinked hard and slowly, trying to clear his mind but couldn’t. “I-I would uhm…” He trailed off but soon felt his cheeks go hot when he started to think about what he used to think and do. Cooper’s grip got tighter on his wrists, and he knew that meant hurry up. “I would think of you.”
“Well, I would sure hope so.”
“I would think about you on top of me.”
“Like this?” Coope rolled his hips slightly making Oliver moan and arch his back up. He did this for a little while before sucking marks onto Oliver’s neck. “Go on.” He continued a trail down the visible neck.
“Yeah uhm, then I would…ohhhh.”
Cooper pulled away completely staring down at Oliver with faux disappointment, but it felt real in the moment. “Do I have to stop or are you going to finish what you were saying?” Cooper sat up and beside Oliver as he asked the question, he looked away “uninterested” as if we get up and walk away at any moment.
Oliver scrambled up and onto his knees beside Cooper, his nimble fingers clinging to Cooper’s arm.
“No, please, no, no, no, I’ll be good. I will tell you every though I had, everything I did to myself, oh please!” By the end, Oliver was basically crying but it seemed Cooper could not care less (though he did, greatly. He wanted nothing more than to reach over and caress his face and wipe away the few tears that escaped.
Cooper looked as though he was pondering something significant, he turned towards Oliver and pushed the disheveled boy to lay back on the couch. Oliver fell back with obedience: he propped himself up on his elbows and legs spread so he could look at Cooper. His brain tried to think of what was going to come next: was Cooper going to crawl up between his legs and fuck him like no tomorrow? Was he going to give Oliver a blow job? Was he going to leave him there high and dry and see how long it takes Oliver to start actually begging? God, he hoped anything but that.
Cooper could see the ongoing battle of anxiety of what was to come war on in Oliver’s head. “I have a better idea than you just telling me what you did and thought.” Oliver looked into Cooper’s eyes, not a coherent thought could be formed, what was he going on about? “How about you show me?”
Oliver’s mind went blank. Show him…how do…I can’t…but I really could. They stayed there in silence for a moment, Oliver couldn’t help but feel exposed about this idea; touching himself in front of his boyfriend while he just watched but oh did the vulnerability feel so good.
“Yes, so uhm, typically it would start after I got off the phone with you or I would just be laying in my bed at night, alone. Then I would start thinking.”
“Go on. Tell me what you would think about.”
Oliver started to push his shirt up to his chin exposing his torso. “I would think about how you touch me. How you would trail hickeys down my neck and chest and thighs, how you were marking me as your own. I would think about how well you take care of me.” Oliver looked down sheepishly, he didn’t know why that last part felt so intimate for even his boyfriend but it was true. He would think about how Cooper protected him from the rumors at the frat, how he would walk Oliver to class when get possible, how he would only let Oliver walk on the inside of the sidewalk, just every little thing Cooper did to make Oliver feel safe and well cared for.
Cooper couldn’t help but feel his chest puffed up with love and somewhat pride that he could make his boyfriend feel so loved and protected. Call him cocky.
Oliver started to lightly trace down his neck and go down to his nipples. “Then I would think about how you would tease my nipple softly.” He finally brought his hand down softly to his right nipple and started rubbing roughly. “Then usually you would start to leave hickeys on the other one so I had to improvise.” Cooper was a little confused by what he meant but soon found out exactly what he meant; Oliver brought his other hand down so now he was pinching and twisting roughly. Oliver was rolling his hips up and down hoping for friction but got nothing.
Cooper felt his mouth water and hand twitch with the need to just touch the angelic boy in front of him. Instead, he turned completely towards Oliver resting his back against the arm rest and started to palm himself. He groaned softly.
Oliver kept this up for a few minutes before finally reaching his hands down to his plaid pajama pants. He lifted his hips up to push them to his thighs before reaching down to start touching himself. Cooper did not like his view being abstracted so he leaned over and pulled the pants the rest of the way off. Oliver gasped and his eyes flew open: he hadn’t even thought about his pants being in the way, he was just doing muscle memory.
“Good boy.”
Oliver moaned, loudly; he realized his mistake when he saw Cooper’s worried face. He calmed his breather before he reached down and started to jerk himself off. He soon became extremely aware of the situation: Oliver almost completely naked touching himself while his boyfriend watching his every move completely clothed. Feeling displayed made the whole situation hotter.
Oliver continued to slowly jerk himself off while twisting his nipple. He was trying so hard not to make a noise, but it was so hard. There was so much pleasure coursing through Oliver: the physical pleasure, the pleasure of looking up at Cooper who was moaning slightly, just the pleasure of finally being with Cooper one on one, just everything was too much but not enough.
“Oh fuck Cooper.” Oliver hissed out and twitched his legs.
“Not yet.” Cooper knew the infamous leg twitch, he was close as well but want to watch Oliver whine and huff. Oliver went to pull his arm away to help himself from coming. Suddenly a sharp pain formed on the inner side of his thigh, he looked up at Cooper and registered that he slapped Oliver’s thigh.
“Did I say you could stop?”
Oliver blinked a few times then opened his mouth to respond but let out a quiet sorry and continued what he was doing. It was slightly painful now but it still felt so good. He looked up to Cooper with pleading eyes but was ignored. He almost started crying.
Cooper started to pick up his hand movements and panting. Oliver looked down and say a dark spot start to grow, that’s when he started whining more with tears falling softly down his face. Not fair. Not fair. Not fair!
Oliver’s eyes rolled back as the edging was beginning to cross the line to overstimulation. “Keep you eyes on me.” Oliver groaned as he forced his eyes to Cooper’s, Cooper decided to take pity on his boy when he saw the red cheeks and tears streaming down his face. “Go ahead.”
Oliver let out a yell but he couldn’t care less, it felt so good. He started breathing heavy after he came, he couldn’t help his eyes from falling shut. He could hear Cooper shuffle around the basement and him change his pants. He heard his footprints walk away but could not open his eyes to see where his boyfriend was off to.
Oliver was jerked awake from his sleep (he didn’t even know he fell asleep) when a cold washcloth wiped across his torso to clean up the cum. Oliver smiled gently, he felt so loved. Cooper threw the washcloth somewhere on the floor near the couch and maneuvered Oliver to big spoon him. He leaned up and kissed Oliver’s temple the snuggled into Oliver’s back.
Oliver felt warm all over before sleep took over the both of them.
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Princess
Pairing | Eddie Munson x reader
Word count | 1.9k / 5.3 pages
Warnings | ooc Eddie, drug use, my bad writing lmao and also the fact that I didn’t proof read this before posting it
Character: Eddie Munson
Everyone knew that both (Y/n) and Eddie hated each other and have for as long as anyone could remember. No one exactly knew the reason why but most people speculated it’s because she’s a cheerleader and because Eddie is well just Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson known for hating all the preps and populars and for playing D&D with the so called Hellfire club. Neither would be caught dead with each other.
Walking through the halls of Hawkins high dawned in your cheerleading uniform, hair done and makeup on saying hello and making small talk with everyone you walked past making your way towards your last period English class. Continuing your way down the hall you heard it before you saw him, the grating voice of one and only ‘The Freak’ Munson, thinking he was better than everyone, boy was he wrong.
Eddie turned enough from his locker to catch the rude glare of (y/n) as she walked by just before she knocked her shoulder against his knocking him back a bit into his locker. “Watch where you’re standing next time freak!” (Y/n) spit as she went on her marry way to class. Eddie only sucked his teeth and shook his head watching as she walked away muttering something under his breathe that none of his friends around him seemed to catch.
English class one of your favorites, you weren’t a straight A student by any means you got a few B’s every now and then but English class was your strong suit wether it be public speaking or even essays you excelled greatly at it. So it was no surprise to anyone, even your teacher Mr.Hothman, that you zone off all period until the bell rang. The ringing of the bell shook you of your wondering thoughts moving to collect your things off of your desk , you stayed seated in your desk letting everyone pass you of course saying your goodbye’s to your friends in the class as they begin flying home or to their extra curricular activities, you had cheer practice after school but were very conflicted about either wanting to go or getting some much needed peace.
Finally standing up from your seat slinging your book bag over your shoulder and making your way out of the classroom, down the hall and to your locker spinning in the combination on your lock and pulling down to hear that familiar click you pulled out your little metal lunch box that contains your “stress reliever” and the remainder of the few books that you had left in there to help decrease the weight you had to lug around in your bag all day. Putting them into your book bag, you closed and locked up your locker and headed down the mostly empty halls to head out to the parking lot where your beloved car was sitting it was a Ford Escort Mk2, a gift from your dad a few years back, the beautiful cherry red that shines even at night.
Unlocking your drivers side door tossing your bag into the your passenger seat keeping a hold on your lunch box, you stood for a moment at the drivers side door you didn’t quite feel like going to cheer practice and you definitely didn’t feel like going home to get asked why you didn’t go to practice so you proceeded to shut and lock the door before heading towards the far side of the school for a walk through the woods because, seriously what could go wrong? I mean besides the mall fire that happened last summer and the weird disappearances of kids last year, you shook off the thought and continued into the woods.
The breeze danced through the leaves on the trees, you were happy you decided to wear a light jacket today if not you might have been a bit chilled. But nether the less it was beautiful out and quiet something you couldn’t ask more of, high school was always loud and obnoxious and so was the constant fighting from your parents so this almost silence was extremely needed for you. Everyone thought your life was picture perfect, perfect family, perfect house, perfect everything but that was a façade nothing in life was perfect not even you. Just like most people in life you had your demons which is the exact reason why you started smoking weed, a relaxer if you will something to cloud and fog over the constant noise that you had going through your head.
Stopping at a fallen over log you stop a seat down on it to open up your lunch to retrieve the joint you had pre rolled that morning and your lighter. Lighting the joint and tossing your lighter back into its metal prison before going back on your way through the woods at the slow steady pace so slow you’re almost dragging your feet taking small drags of your joint the whole way. That slow pace got you to your little smoke spot a little quicker than you had anticipated it would but seeing as it it seemed as it was already preoccupied by someone you stopped dead in your tracks just beyond the tree line and tried to see who it was. As you couldn’t make out who it was you started to make your walk over to see who it was finally just a few feet away it seems that they have yet to feel your presence you finally were able to figure out who exactly it was.
“Munson, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me I can’t have one place to myself in this damn school!” Eddie looked as if he almost got whip lash from how fast he turned around watching you stomp your foot down like a child. His eyes darted from your face down to your hand that held your joint and back up to meet your face, you quickly and desperately tried to hide it behind your back with no avail.
“Oh look who it is, Little miss princess holding a- spliff?” You watched him begin to form a smile no much more like a smirk. “ Shut your mouth Munson! Don’t you have some freak suicide pack to perform?” You spit angrily, you hated the nickname he decided so graciously to bless you with.
“Smoking out here so mommy and daddy don’t find out, it’s honestly quite cute don’t ya think? Don’t want any more trouble at home do you?” He chuckled, and you began to turn red his words were beginning to really get under your skin no one was supposed to know so how in the hell did he found out about your home life?
Not a word came out of your mouth you just stared at him and continued to smoke the joint because you definitely weren’t going to let that go to waste. “Exactly what I thought (y/l/n). I knew princess wasn’t as big and scary as she thinks she is walking down the halls using that fake smile and short skirt to drive everyone mad.” He muttered something else that you did quite catch while rolling his eyes just before looking back to you. You proceeded to walk over and have a seat at the table putting your metal lunch box parallel to his taking the seat in from of him this was the only place where you thought you could be alone but seems now even this has been ruined.
“Don’t act like you’re any better Eddie, seriously you live at the trailer park and drive that beat up van to school everyday and do you even have a job?” You had questioned, still angry but not as furious as you were a moment ago, while flicking the ashes of your joint off the side of the table, it was almost completely burnt out so you flicked the cherry out and stored it back into the captive prison of your lunch box.
“I know your mom moved out and who do you think you get your weed from?” Gesturing to you and your lunch box with the joint that magically seemed to appear in his hand.
“My mom didn’t move out so zip it Munson.” You answered almost calmly. How the hell did he know?
”To answer my own question, you get it from Jeremy McCoy who in turn gets it from me.” You shook your head trying to comprehend what he had just said as you were in fact stoned which could only mean Eddie was telling the truth, Jeremy McCoy was an idiot jock on the football team who couldn’t tell good weed apart from old broccoli.
“Do you know how much he’s been charging me for that? He tried telling me he’s giving me a discount because I’m cool with Carver. Double my allowance I’ll tell you!” You we’re quite honestly bewildered. “You know you talk a lot with your hands while stoned right?” He somehow managed to ask between a fit a chuckles. His laugher had brought a smile to your face which you hadn’t noticed. His was able to finally calm his chuckling to catch the look on your face.
“Woah.”
“What?”
“Nothing just you have a pretty smile that’s all.” He seemed to have finished his joint a while ago while you guys were going back and forth because he was in the middle of lighting another one. You swished your hand back and forth, “Buzz off Munson.”
“No I’m serious.” He leaned his hand forward joint between his fingers holding it out to you, the look on your was was almost dumbfounded but you took it from his hands and took a few hits before handing it back to him. “Maybe you aren’t as bad as as I thought Munson.”
After sitting together which seemed like eight joints ago it was now dark and very much time to go home the two of you both had gotten up, collected your things and made the truck back out towards the schools parking lot. Most of the walk was in silence nothing really the noice of your lunch boxes and the sound of Eddie’s wallet change smacking off of the metal, you couldn’t take it much longer about how he knew so much about your home life so you mustered up the guts and broke it.
“Hey Eddie?” The words barely sounded as if they left your mouth it was almost a whisper. “Yeah?” He returned back in a low tone. “How do you know so much about me?”
He paused mid step, slowing turning his head towards you. “Uh right, she lives next door I see her now and then. She’s a real nice lady I’m sorry for bringing that up earlier.” The sound of his voice getting lower as she finished out the sentence. “Oh- yeah I’m sorry too really I am.“ Neither of you said a word the rest of the way back until you had gotten to the parking lot where you both had split to go separate was to your vehicles. Making it all the way up to your car door before you managed to speak again. “ Hey Eddie thanks for for tonight!” You shouted from the opposite end of the parking lot at him while waving your hand in the air as to say goodbye.
“Any time princess!”
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