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mxdarling · 21 days

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[“put that down! you’ll hurt yourself with that.” / “you’re so pretty when you smile.”]

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ೃ⁀➷: summary: idia bought a new multiplayer game, and he wants to play it with his player one, you.

ೃ⁀➷: word count: 2.3k (2334)

ೃ⁀➷: reference/Inspiration: playlist

ೃ⁀➷: event: [200 followers event]

[author's note:] JDJDKD MORE IDIA CONTENT WOOHOOO this was supposed to be his belated birthday gift from me but uhh cough cough writer block hit me like a bitch soo.. didn't finish before new years, and it's now like- 4 months late??? anyways, thank you anon for requesting idia with dialogue #3 and #7!! my last yandere idia work had him a little creepy so i made him cute this time loll i hope it's to your satisfaction anon!

[warnings:] lowercase, yandere behavior, more fluff than yandere, established relationship, reader is a gamer, cuddling, kisses, reader is ticklish, poor explanation of game mechanics, mentions of fear for judgement, reader is portrayed as a crybaby, one paragraph mentions idia being a creep, game is a rip-off of minecraft (fantasy version), toxic teammates.

[note:] If there is anything else triggering here that I didn’t list in the warnings section, please tell me. i don’t condone this type of behavior, this is merely just for entertaining purposes and some sort of coping mechanism for me. if you continue to read beyond this point, ignoring my warnings, i am not responsible for your actions from here on out.

[GN reader]

IDIA SHROUD seemed to be in a good mood today, at least according to what you've seen so far. probably because his latest purchase is the cause of his being in such an upbeat mood. not that you're complaining; it was rather cute seeing him all excited and giddy when he found a new game to play. it's like a whole new, different side of him comes out whenever he starts to ramble about the features of the game and why he should absolutely play it right now. of course, as his player one, you're automatically going to be the first person he's going to play with. not that you mind, really. playing with idia was always a fun experience; it reminded you a lot of how you would spend your free time back in your world.

(those days of laziness, those days of unproductivity where you did nothing but lay down on your bed and do nothing—no school work to do, no club activities to do, no studying for an upcoming exam—just pure idleness. then when you're bored, you could just use your phone, PC, or iPad to entertain you as the day goes by, playing nonstop until late hours in the evening. god, you miss those days.)

you often wondered what genre of video games this new world had to offer. you knew that it wouldn't be so different from your own world, but you weren't sure just how many of your friends were affiliated with gaming entertainment. out of fear that judgement would be placed upon you if you shared this interest of yours, your love for video games has been hidden—so to find someone else (with that someone else being idia) that likes video games and is very well versed in them is a dream come true. it was a long process to get him to play with you, let alone consider you a friend and not try to avoid you every 2 seconds—still, it was a feat you were proud of because now you get to experience many, many different sides of idia that you would have never known 9 months ago.

(you once heard idia curse like at least twenty times in one breathe when one of his teammates was being shitty and a prick, he sounded so angry and scary that you backed into a corner to avoid getting burnt by his scorching, bright red hair that grew the more angrier he got. the only reason he stopped was when he heard quiet sobs in the corner of his room and turned around away from his computer to see you huddled in the corner of his room. quickly he went over there, completely abandoning his game and comforting you. he hates seeing his cute prefect cry, especially because of him, he's not the great at comforting but when he hugged you so tightly, your quiet sobs turned into silence. right then and there he swore to never be the reason you're crying and when you do, he'll be right there with you.)

you are currently cross-sitting in his very comfy bed, watching as idia set up two controllers and plugged in the PCs to turn them on (you're still surprised he's got more than 2 PCs, which, if you really think about it, his family background makes it make sense). after waiting for the PCs to turn on, he then connects the controllers to the PCs and opens up the game on both screens. you would insist on helping him set up, but due to you literally being isekai'd into this unknown world of twisted wonderland, you aren't too familiar with many things besides the whole magic stuff—plus, you aren't too keen on breaking any of idia's stuff because of your lack of knowledge on how to do technology.

(technology in general is so extremely confusing, you would argue wholeheartedly all day and all night, and idia would agree with you and low-key flex on how knowledgeable he is in the field of technology, just to impress you and show how reliable he is. secretly, he likes it when he's useful to you.)

"sorry! it took a while to set up..." in slightly shaking hands, he hands over the controller to you while holding the other in his free hand. he looked rather nervous when he faced you to give the controller, like he's worried he wasted your time waiting for him. it reminded you of a puppy looking up to its owner apologetically when they did something wrong, so cute, you thought, adorable even, you added.

"haha! it's okay! you didn't take that long anyway." you gave him a reassuring look, a soft smile, and bright eyes, showing him that you weren't bothered by having to wait a bit as he set up for you two to play.

both screens show the in-game loading screen, and the bar quickly fills up due to the fast internet speed (one you're quite envious of). slowly it fades to the starting screen, where a big text is bouncing 'tap to start' in both of your faces. Idia presses to start immediately, wanting to get into gameplay as fast as he can while you take a moment to admire the visual aspects and effects of the game in silent awe. you always had a thing for the visual stuff that was shown in-game. by slowly pressing the button on your control, you enter the game and begin a fantastical journey with idia.

“put that down! you’ll hurt yourself with that.” he says worriedly as he watches you damage your avatar's HP bar this early in gameplay. usually he gets really annoyed when he plays with noobs and normies; they stink at comprehending basic knowledge, do dumb things in-game, ask too many questions, and ruin the whole gameplay experience for him. 'ugh, how annoying.' is his usual reaction to such—of course he wouldn't think of that towards you! never ever would he ever think this way towards you; even if you do things noobs and normies usually do, he can't bring himself to be annoyed—you were too cute in his eyes. he would never admit this to your face, though, and he still gets red just at the thought of him thinking you are cute. It's true though; don't get him wrong, but... the embarrassment that comes with thinking about these thoughts is just too much for his poor little heart! honestly, he's for sure that one day you'll be the death of him, does he care though? not really; in fact, he would probably love that.

(he blushes so hard whenever he thinks of you in his clothes; it's the way your natural scent clings onto his shirts, the way his shirts made you even cuter than you already are—one of the only reasons he doesn't wash his clothes immediately because he wants to savor your smell to memory. he's a creep, yes, but he's one devoted creep.)

"whoops! sorry didn't see that, haha..." nervously laughing at your mistake, you eat whatever consumable you have in your inventory to try and restore as much health as you lost. as your avatar munches on the food in its hand, from the corner of your screen, you can see idia's avatar walking towards you. once it's near enough to your avatar, you can see the animation of a bunch of items being dropped and your inventory picking up due to the proximity between the items and your avatar. you opened your inventory, curious about what he just gave you since it looked like quite a lot of items, and confused about why he was giving you so many items in the first place. your eyes widen in shock as the items he's given you are one stack of steak, every weapon in-game (sword, axe, pickaxe, shovel, hoe), but in steel, and a full set of steel armor.

your mouth continues to gape open as you put on the armor set on your avatar. how did he get so much stuff this fast? it hasn't even been an hour yet! "where.. did you get so much stuff!?" you ask naively, following idia around as you don't want to get lost, die, and lose all your stuff. "stole half of those from villages, some from mining, and a few from trading" he says so casually as he continues to walk in an unknown direction, like this was a regular thing for him, not to mention this was a hard difficulty! he's playing this game like it's not easy mode! "could've gotten more if it weren't for those stingy mobs..." furrowing his eyebrows, he let out a small huff of frustration, pressing slightly harder on the buttons on his controller, not noticing how your mouth dropped down even further at his passing comment. as she presses on, walking in an unknown direction, you're hit with the hundredth reminder that he's on a whole other level than you when it comes to gaming.

three hours in, and you guys decided to play on public servers, where you'll get to play different game modes other than the usual story and survival modes. once the two of you picked a game to play, the room quickly filled with laughter, shouting, incoherent grumbling, screams of terror, and many more in between. you two decided to save a team game as last since idia wasn't enthusiastic about playing together with other players because he just wanted to play with you, and there was an underlying fear that you would encounter toxic teammates. but since you were practically begging him to just try it at least once, he couldn't help but give in to your pleas.

it was fun, he supposed. it wasn't as annoying or infuriating as he thought it would be, but he still had to keep up not making really snarky remarks when certain players were interacting with you. he'd hate to have you see such a mean, ugly, and disgusting side of him. other than that, it was an okay experience. he thinks it would've been better if it was just him and you on a team; wouldn't it be kind of romantic? you and him against everyone else?

then what he feared most would happen actually happened. suddenly some fucking jerk is screaming insults at you for not being good enough, and before that teammate got two more words in, he exploded on them. curses upon curses spit out his mouth in rapid speed, and the voices of that said teammate slowly but surely die down as their ego and pride go down with them. in the midst of anger and chaos between him and the teammate, you could feel tears building up inside you; everything around you started to blur, and the sounds that filled your ears were starting to get tuned out. you couldn't even hear that idia stopped screaming curses, turned off both PCs, and went to take the controller from your hand, lift you up into his lap, and slowly wrap his arms around you.

once he had you fully in his grasp, he tightened his grip, making sure not to let you get away from him. he wasn't good at words, especially when trying to comfort someone, but seeing you cry was making him cry too. he did, after all, swear to always be with you when you cry. raising one of his hands, he placed it at the back of your head and gently pushed towards his neck. then his hand went down to rub your back, up and down, up and down, at a slow pace. letting you cry it all out in peace while also letting you know he's there with you.

a few minutes have passed, and your sobs have gone silent. your eyes have become droopy and sleepy, and it feels almost impossible to keep them open. suddenly, a hand lifts your chin, and you feel a pair of lips come into contact with your forehead. it wasn't like a quick kiss; no, the kiss lasted for at least a few seconds before pulling away. even then, upon pulling away, you feel another kiss on your cheek, this time a little quicker than the forehead kiss. then another kiss on your other cheek, then another on your nose, another on your jawline, another on your earlobes, and finally, his lips hovered over your own lips.

you could feel the hesitation when he let out a nervous breath; the thought of your lips on his always sends him into an electrifying and drunken daze. he can't think straight when he's this close to you, but even then, it gives him an unusual feeling of contentment and confidence. the luck he has to be able to snag such an adorable, cute, amazing, and beautiful person like you in his life. he almost can't believe it. swallowing his own nervousness for your comfort, he presses against your soft lips delicately. soon after making physical contact with your lips, he feels a smile form on your face—a small smile, yet it was enough for him. any smile from you is enough for him, because seeing you happy is the best view he could ever lay his eyes on.

feeling out of breath, he's the first to let go but also the first to frown at the loss of touch. i want to stay like this forever, he thought as he watched you emit a giggle after the kiss. fire burns brightly in his heart, and he starts to wonder if you being the death of him will really come true. his cheeks burn that ever-warm red that he knows you've seen many, many times before, but he can't help it. when you pull him into a world through rose-tinted glasses, no way could he be immune to such an effect.

"i really can’t take it when you cry like that… smile for me, alright? you’re so pretty when you smile."

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a-casual-kpopfan · 1 year

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Now Streaming: Game of Life - Sakura

A/N: I guess Ghost and I are really expanding our tastes to other groups and idols. Lol

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Sakura doesn’t understand love.

Or more specifically, romantic love.

Working at a manga café, Sakura has been exposed to every kind of manga there is. Among them, romance takes the cake for the most liked genre of all time. She always hears teens gushing over a certain couple and how “sweet” they are. Even in action or horror manga, she can always hear people talking about how these characters are “OTP”, and they are “sailing the ship”.

Sakura doesn’t get it.

She tries to understand it by reading about it a lot, both manga and novels. But she just can’t bring herself to imagine what love feels like. Is it a deeply passionate kiss? Is it a candle-lit dinner at a fancy restaurant? A public confession or proposal? The nervous feeling of ‘butterfly in stomach’ or the giddiness of being close to the ‘crush?’

When she asks other people, most, if not all of them give her answers that are basically the same as in the manga and light novels she read.

‘The feeling of wanting to be with someone, despite their flaws.’

‘The attractiveness they feel towards their loved one.’

‘Wanting to keep all of them to yourself and not sharing them to anyone.’

It’s not like Sakura has never felt loved. Her family loves her. Her mom, her dad, her younger brother. They love her unconditionally and would be willing to do anything for her. And she would do the same for them. After all, she loves them as much as they love her. Although, familial love and romantic love are two different kinds of love. So back to square one.

In one of the vain attempts in understanding love, Sakura tried dating apps. Though she quickly finds it boring. Most people are either too flirty, saying that they can give her a hell of a time later (aka, trying to get into her pants) or aren’t even confident enough to hold a proper conversation with her. Needless to say, she has never gone on a second date with anyone.

Though, there’s another kind of love that she understands, one that most of her friends don’t even start to comprehend. Video games. Sakura can be categorized as the rare specimen known as a gamer girl. She plays a lot of games, from action, to horror, to multiplayer, she’s played it all.

She doesn’t understand why her friends don’t play them. They are fun, entertaining, and sometimes, wholesome or heart wrenching. Though Sakura usually focus on more multiplayer games. She likes to interact with other people when they are focused in the game, and not in trying to flirt with her. After all, playing games is how she got to meet her best friend, after all.

Anyways, no matter how much effort Sakura put in, she still can’t understand that kind of love that she hears her peers love to talk about, so she just gives up on understanding it. Why waste time on something that she can’t figure out? It’s not like she needs it to live anyways.

Not when she has video games.

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Today was supposed to be a chilly day for Sakura.

It’s the weekend, her day off, and she decides to spend time at the PC bang, playing games to her heart’s content.

All is well, until a certain guy starts to bother her again…

“Hi Sakura.”

The receptionist greets Sakura warmly. Since Sakura is a regular customer at this place, it’s inevitable that almost all employees recognize her. And as the receptionist of the PC bang, he obviously knows Sakura very well.

Politely, Sakura offers him a smile back and heads to an empty PC, doing her prep of checking the headphone, mouse and keyboard to make sure everything is ok.

As she boots up the PC, excitedly thinking about what games to play today, a less than favorable voice appears from behind her seat.

“Haven’t you seen you here for a while Sakura. I was sad thinking that you won’t be coming here anymore. But seeing you here is great! It seems like you still miss me huh?”

As soon as Sakura hears his voice, she automatically tunes out his words, and opens a music tab to drown out the ‘noise’.

That plan doesn’t last long though, as her headphones is promptly yanked off her ears, the man who’s been yapping away is now facing her, his expression less than happy.

“Hey, I’m giving you my precious attention, why are you ignoring me?” The man then raises an eyebrow, his lips curving into a smirk “Oh I see, playing hard to get huh? It’s ok, I know how hot I am, hehe~”

Now, Sakura doesn’t understand the concept of love and crush and whatnot, but she isn’t oblivious enough to not recognize that this guy is trying to chase her and has been for a while now. His insufferable attitude causing most, if not everyone, employees include, to have a less the favorable view on him. However, since he doesn’t break the rules, they don’t have a reason to chase him out.

“Who said I want your attention?” Sakura rolls her eyes, taking her headphones back. “I just want to play games, so please go away.” She turns back to her screen, promptly ignoring him.

“Hah, games? Girl you are talking to one of the best gamers at this place, I will carry you in any games you want, as long as…” he wiggles his eyebrows “you accept to be my girlfriend~”

Sakura doesn’t even need to take off her headphones to hear the sigh of everyone in the vicinity. Ever since she caught his eyes, he’s been flirting nonstop, and it’s driving her insane.

What do I do now? Sakura groans, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. How do I get this guy off me?

“Come on, don’t be shy, I know you want to be my girlfriend, you’re just playing hard to get.” The man continues “No one can resist my charm~”

Amidst his yapping, Sakura suddenly thinks of someone. Her best friend. If it’s him, it should be fine, right? Sakura thinks to herself.

“I’m waiting for your answer~” With her patience at the boiling point, she turns to the man suddenly. “Sorry but I already have a boyfriend, so please don’t bother me anymore.”

Her answer instantly stuns the man…alongside the employees and other regular customers who know Sakura.

“You…you have a boyfriend?” The man stutters, not believing in his ears.

“Yeah, it’s Lunar, the streamer.” She fearlessly announces her friend’s online alias. Her fingers seamlessly search his streaming channel to see that he is also coincidentally streaming right now.

“You’re bullshitting me. There’s no way your friends with the Lunar, not to mention dating him!” The man voices his disbelief, and for good reasons of course. Lunar might not be a big-time streamer, but he is still pretty popular, due to his good looks, charming personality, and insane gaming skills.

“Don’t believe me?” Sakura asks with a grin, to which the man shakes his head profusely. “If he’s a streamer, why doesn’t he come here to play?”

“Are you stupid? His set up at home is better than most pc bang, why should he come here?”

His stupid question earns some snickers from nearby customers, but he has yet to give up. “I still don’t believe that you know Lunar.”

Snickering, Sakura takes out her phone and dials a number. Mere moments later, Lunar can be seen grabbing his phone on stream and talking the call with his shoulder holding the phone to his ears, pushing his right earphone to behind his ear. His eyes are still trained on the screen with his fingers tapping rapidly.

“Annyeong, Kkura?”

Everyone gasps the moment they hear his voice, fully not expecting her to actually know him.

“Annyeong Lunar, what are you doing?” Sakura replies cheerfully. “Uh, streaming Elden Ring, what’s up?” His constant typing can be heard through the call.

“Nothing, just feel like calling you.” She smiles mischievously, although Lunar doesn’t know that.

“Oh ok- YAH, STOP SPAMMING THAT SKILL! I’ll call you back later. Kind of busy right now.”

Sakura bursts out in fits of giggles as she glances at the screen, seeing Lunar constantly dodging Malenia’s infamous attack while still in an awkward position with his shoulder propping his phone.

“Okie, see you later Lunar.” Sakura hangs up the call, turning to look at the man. “Questions?” she asks in a sassy tone.

The guy can only stay silent, then goes away.

Sakura finally lets out a sigh, leaning back against her chair, before someone else approaches her.

“So, you really know Lunar?” an employee asks her.

Sakura can’t help but chuckle at how the employee’s eyes just glow when she confirms it.

Glancing back at the screen, she sees Lunar finally giving his attention to the game again, focusing on beating the boss.

How ironic, that the first time they met in a game, they yelled at each other almost every time they met. And now, he becomes her best friend, her confidant, when she wants to share things that she is too embarrassed to share with her parents.

She then thinks back to the declaration that she made just now, about him being her boyfriend.

It’s not like he’ll ever go here anyways, Sakura shrugs. What’s the harm?

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True enough, Lunar never really visits the PC bang. Until today.

It’s been a few months since that particular incident. Things have gotten better than before.

That man annoys her less than before, seemingly not believing her lie, but still a bit cautious about it. Which Sakura doesn’t particularly care about, as long as he leaves her alone while she is at the PC bang.

Surprisingly enough, most people don’t bother her about questions relating to Lunar. Is it because they are afraid of him? Or is it because they are polite enough to not ask questions, unlike a certain guy? In any case, Sakura is glad she doesn’t have to deal with it anymore.

Well, until today.

Lunar’s parents seem to be visiting him. They nag so much about him sitting in one place and not doing anything else. He does protest that he works out a lot, but it has fallen onto deaf ears. This results in Lunar not being able to play or stream games with his usual schedule.

So, how else does he play games without being nagged by his parents? PC bang, of course.

He casually asks Sakura about her most frequent place. And like any good friend, Sakura first teases him about the fact that he must go to the PC bang to play games despite having a set up at home, then she tells him about her usual place, completely forgetting the lie she made a few months ago.

It isn’t until they meet up together, and walk to the PC bang, that Sakura suddenly realizes what she has just gotten herself into. The realization hits so hard, she stops mid-step, completely still like a statue, causing Lunar to notice it as well.

“What’s wrong?” He turns his head to her, tilting it slightly. “N-nothing! I just remembered that I forgot to do something.” Sakura tries to find a way to stop Lunar from going to the PC bang. “Should we take a raincheck?”

Immediately she could see a light pout on his face. “I’m only free today, Kkura.”

“O-oh…”

“I’ll just go alone then, you go do your stuff, Kkura.” Lunar shrugs, start heading towards the PC bang. “W-wait!” She catches up to him.

“Hmm?”

“I can just do it tomorrow. It’s not that urgent anyways.” Sakura plays it off. “Are you sure?” Lunar raises an eyebrow, looking at her. “Yeah! Besides, it’s been a while since we play games together, no?”

“Mhmm, it’s really been a while.” Sakura’s attempt to divert the topic seems to be successful, as they both head off to the PC bang again.

With no way to persuade Lunar, Sakura decides that it’s better to do damage control instead of letting him go there alone and let things potentially go even worse.

Arriving at the place, things happen almost like how she imagined it would be.

Employees greet her and recognize the youth besides her.

A few customers recognizing Lunar and start to fanboy/girl.

A certain guy who smiles when he saw her, only to be fuming with anger at the sight of Lunar. Sakura tries so hard not to let out a smirk at the sight.

“So, you finally decide to bring your boyfriend here huh?” An employee teases her, causing her breath to hitch slightly as she glances up to Lunar’s face. (As much as she hates to admit it, Lunar is one head taller than her, a fact that he’s been polite enough to not mention, but one that still makes her feel unfair.)

Instead of a confused expression like how she predicts, Lunar keeps a calm face as his eyes seem to scan around the room, taking in every bit of hints that he can get from other people before he flashes his iconic ‘streamer smile’, putting his arm over Sakura’s shoulder.

“Well, I’ve been quite busy recently, so I have not been able to follow Kkura to her usual place.” His words shocked her greatly. Out of all the things she guesses he would do, playing alone was not one of them.

Lunar seems to not notice her expression, as he expertly socializes with the employees and other customers before asking for a VIP room for the both of them, then leads her to it.

“Is there anything that I need to know, my girlfriend?” Lunar teases her right after they enter the room. “I don’t remember asking you out, you know.” Instead of being angry to confused about this, Lunar seems to be…relaxed? Sakura can’t really tell.

Nonetheless, Sakura still tells him the full story with the other guy, and how she uses Lunar as a shield against him.

“That explains his gaze from earlier…” He muses to himself.

“I’ll go clarify with the others later, don’t worry.” Sakura feels quite guilty about pulling her friend into her business but was cut off midway by Lunar. “Why?” He asks her quizzically.

“Uh…because we aren’t really dating, and I just use you to deter the guy?” Sakura is now truly confused. “Don’t bother, I don’t particularly care.” Lunar shrugs “As long as it keeps you safe, I can play your boyfriend.”

“Jinjja?” Sakura’s round eyes stare at his side profile, while Lunar is just booting up their PCs.

“Yeah, why not?” He glances back at her. “I’m not dating, and you need protection, so I’ll gladly provide that.” He shrugs.

Sakura only stares at Lunar for a long while, before saying: “Have anyone told you you’re handsome?” Bursting out laughing, Lunar clutches his stomach lightly. “Yeah, my fans.”

His answer earns him an elbow to the ribs. Gently.

“Ow-” Lunar rubs his ribs. “Let’s play some games!” Sakura pointedly ignores it, rushing him to play games with her.

For the first time in a while, Sakura really, really doesn’t enjoy her time playing games. It could have been that because she was too worried about the other guy, she couldn’t focus 100% on her games. Or maybe it’s because Lunar is here today with her. Who knows? Sakura doesn’t.

But she doesn’t care either. She manages to resolve the gnawing issue that is the other guy following her, and she can enjoy games with her best friend. And that’s all she asks for.

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“Hey Kkura, I need my girlfriend’s help.”

“Huh????”

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“So, this is what you meant by, ‘needing your girlfriend’…” Sakura murmurs, standing in front of a restaurant.

“Yeah, my parents have been nagging at me to find someone, and I don’t exactly have someone else to help me with this….” Lunar scratches his head sheepishly.

“It’s ok, I got the gist of it already. Besides, you agreed to play my boyfriend, so it’s time I return the favor.” Sakura lets out a giggle, patting his shoulder, before wrapping her arm around his. “Now lead the way, boyfriend~”

“Also, one more thing.” Lunar says, “Don’t call me ‘Lunar’ in front of my parents.”

“Then what am I supposed to call you?” Sakura raises an eyebrow. Throughout the time she knows him, she has always been calling him by his nickname ‘Lunar’.

“My real name, of course.” He rolls his eyes.

“Alright then, Hyunwoo~” Sakura deliberately calls him in a cutesy voice, causing him to shiver visibly.

“Ugh, let’s get this over with….” Lunar, or Hyunwoo, leads Sakura inside the restaurant, where they proceed to meet with his parents. Little did they know, their lunch might have gone a bit…. Too well.

A few hours later….

“Your parents were a bit too excited, weren’t they?” Both are currently at the PC bang after their lunch.

“Yeah, it’s the first time I ever introduced someone to them, so they overreacted.” Lunar lets out a sigh. “Don’t worry, they’ll go back home next week, so you don’t have to worry about them for long.”

At his word, Sakura turns to stare at him, ignoring the fact that she is letting her character be shot to death. “Aish, what are you doing Kkura-” Lunar complains while trying to save her character, only to be asked a question instead.

“You’ve never dated anyone?” Sakura asks curiously.

“Hmm? Why are you asking that?” Lunar now glances at her face instead of the screen, letting both of their characters die in-game.

“I don’t know, I just felt like you’ve good a pretty good grasp on being a boyfriend.” Sakura muses, thinking back to the lunch date. Despite what his parents say about him, never introducing anyone to them, Lunar, or rather, Hyunwoo displays most, if not all the points of what a perfect boyfriend would be like.

Attentive, respectful, charming, keeping his parents from asking something that might be sensitive while managing to not let the atmosphere become tense, all around an almost perfect boyfriend.

“Me not introducing anyone to my parents doesn’t mean that I’ve never dated, Kkura.” Hyunwoo lets out a small chuckle. “I’ve dated a few people, but it just didn’t end up well.”

“Why?” Sakura is genuinely curious, just by interacting with him one can see how gentle and kind he is.

“Well, let’s just say I couldn’t keep up with them, so we fall out of touch.” Hyunwoo lets out a self-deprecating laugh.

“Anyways, should we start over the heist?” Hyunwoo points back to the screen. Sakura wants to say something, but she ends up swallowing it back as she smiles at him. “Yeah, let’s start over.”

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It’s been a few months since then.

Sakura and Hyunwoo still pact as each other’s boyfriend/girlfriend when they need to. Having Hyunwoo act as her ‘boyfriend’ whenever someone tries to flirt with her eases her up a lot. It’s nice to have a shield.

On the other hand, Sakura agrees to act as his ‘girlfriend’ whenever his parents video calls him. Watching them nagging at him for various stuffs, while doting on her greatly is a great contrast, especially to see him pouting whenever that happens.

Unbeknownst to them, whatever slight awkwardness they might have between them has faded, as they become increasingly familiar with each other’s habits. Hyunwoo always seems to avoid anything red bean paste related snacks when they go out, knows how to act accordingly whenever a guy comes up to her, and even automatically grabs her hand while at crowded places to not lose her.

Even in-game, Hyunwoo seems to pick up on her little quirks and acts according to it, allowing her to have a great time playing games whenever she’s with him.

Sakura, in her own way, learns more about Hyunwoo in ways she’s never known. How he acts while streaming compared to how he is in real life, although the changes are miniscule and not worth paying attention to, Sakura did. She learns of his self-discipline by going to the gym every day, without missing a day off. She notices how he tends to scrunch up his nose whenever he’s in deep thought.

Despite how much they have progressed, they still regard themselves as nothing more than best friends. Sakura once joked that they are “friends with benefits” to the amusement of Hyunwoo. They do have benefits being friends, just not how people would expect.

“Your boyfriend really is something huh?”

One of Sakura’s coworker comments randomly, catching her off guard.

“Who?” She asks confusedly.

“Your boyfriend Lunar? The streamer?” her coworker points to Hyunwoo who is helping with loading the boxes of manga at her workplace.

“And?” Sakura is too busy with her own work to reply.

“How did a bum who has never dated someone like you manage to snatch such a fine guy?” Her coworker sighs disappointed. “He’s literally the perfect boyfriend described in almost every romance manga ever, and a bum like you snatched him away first.”

“I told you many times, already, we aren’t dating.” Sakura seems annoyed at this point.

“Yet he comes here in his free time to help you, he always brings you latte, he does whatever you ask for, and on top of that, he does free advertising for us on his stream! Do you know how much people would pay for him to advertise something?”

“He’s just being kind.” Sakura shrugs. “Mhmm, keep telling yourself that, hun.” Her coworker rolls her eyes, before a naughty glint appears in her eyes.

“Say, you said that you guys aren’t dating, right?”

“Yeah, and?”

“Can I date him, then?” Upon hearing that, Sakura immediately glares at her coworker before yelling “No!”

“Heh, and you say you guys aren’t dating.” Her coworker snickers, walking off, leaving only Sakura at the reception.

Sakura, meanwhile, was shocked at her own action.

Did she just get angry at the thought of Hyunwoo dating someone? She thinks to herself, then glances at him.

She never realized how dependent she was on him. How she smiles lightly whenever she receives his messages. How much more natural she is as playing his ‘girlfriend’ in front of his parents. How she wipes the sweat off his forehead like it’s just a natural thing for her. How their hands automatically intertwined with each other when they went out together. How she sometimes misses his warm hugs late at night.

Hyunwoo isn’t just a friend to her anymore. Sakura has a revelation to herself. She still doesn’t feel romantically interested in him, but she is sure that she can’t just view him as her best friend any longer.

But…If they aren’t best friends, what are they?

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“Hyunwoo?”

“Yeah?”

“How long have we been doing this couple act?”

Currently, Sakura is just laying on Hyunwoo’s bed, as she watches him mindlessly fight a random boss in Elden Ring.

“Uh…. Close to a year now.” Hyunwoo answers absentmindedly. “Why are you asking?”

“Nothing, just, thinking about stuffs…” Sakura answers, staring up at the ceiling for a while. “Should we stop?” Hyunwoo freezes at her question. “Huh?” he turns around on his chair to look at her, controller thrown onto the table. “Why?” He asks.

“Well, it’s just been going on for long enough, I think.” She raises her head to look at him, then proceeds to sit up on his bed with her legs crossed. “Don’t you think so?”

She watches as Hyunwoo falls into contemplation, his nose scrunching up as usual as he leans back onto his gaming chair, his feet tapping lightly against the ground as his eyes wander to whatever seems to catch his interest.

The silence stays for a while, each second seems heavier than the next as Sakura eyes Hyunwoo intently, until he finally looks back at her with an unreadable expression on his face.

“What if I don’t want it to end?” Hyunwoo stands up and moves to the bed, sitting down next to Sakura, but still facing her. “It doesn’t matter that it was an act at the beginning because it benefits us, it means something now, at least to me.” He looks straight into her eyes. “I might not understand what romance feel like, but this, what we have right now.” He points to her, then to himself. “I don’t want to lose it.”

Hyunwoo has no idea when it happened, or how it happened, but he knows one thing for sure that he doesn’t want anyone else besides Sakura. And it is the same for her.

Hyunwoo becomes the novel’s definition of how a loving partner should be, and Sakura has no idea when it happened. Sakura might not still understand what romance is, but what they have here, commitment and care, is a form of love between them, and Sakura refuses to abandon it.

That’s why she pounces at him, shoving him down on the bed while she’s straddling him, giggling. “I was just kidding~” Hyunwoo is dumbfounded. “You were?”

“I just wanted to confirm to myself if you feel what I feel as well.” Hyunwoo starts to sit up, his face so very close to hers as she sits in his lap instead of straddling him. “So…what are we then?” Hyunwoo asks her, chuckling. She joins him as well.

“We are whatever we want to be.” Sakura answers. “Best friends, boyfriend and girlfriend, partners, anything.” Sakura’s arms wrap around his neck. “But you’re mine.”

His eyes soften at her words, his arms wrap around her waist.

“Always.”

#le sserafim #le sserafim fic #sakura #miyawaki sakura #kpop fanfic #male reader

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areislol · 2 years

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Streamer Childe,Kaeya,Venti (I JUST GOT HIM) Sees an edit of reader x (someone else)

LIKEEEEE childe was scrolling tru his fyp on tiktok but then suddenly he saw a KAEYA x READER edit?! ;O

(separate)

i haven't seen anyone requesting a streamer! venti so thank you love <3 i haven't played genshin in a while yet i still make content abt them.. i might start soon but i have work and school to do so that might take a while, also great request - have a great day! btw, this is when they DO meet up! quite a long post because i haven't posted anything for days and this is my apology <3 streamer! childe, kaeya, venti x online friend! reader recommend listening to: woman - doja cat + mabagal - daniel padilla/moira dela torre

streamer! childe x online friend! reader • just like everyone, childe is VERY self aware of these edits - he has witnessed it all. • (he saves a lot of them too) • he has seen ship edits, very concerning edits, some edit of childe smiling and stuff like that. every edit you could ever think of. • today was no different, you was still asleep on his *cough* bed *cough* • childe woke up, NEXT TO U. and let me tell you, this man was PANICKING- childe scrambled out of bed when he was met with your face when turning over. • childe didnt expect to roll over and be met with your face so it did scare him a little(a lot.) and made him jump out of bed, the sudden movement caused you to whine and roll over to the opposite, thank god, at least you didnt open your eyes and see childe in such a vulnerable state. • childe calmed himself down and went down to prepare breakfast. • not without taking a quick moment to admire your morning face and hair • childe got ready and went down to the kitchen to start making breakfast and in the process, childe decided to go on his phone and go on tiktok. who wouldn't? tiktok is a VERYY famous platform that almost everyone on this world had so it was a natural habit for childe to go on tiktok. • the first few videos that popped up on childe's fyp was normal, memes, dancing, trending songs and etc. • childe was waiting for the toast to pop up, one hand on the counter while the other scrolling on his phone. • (want to imagine? gotchu, childe was standing near the counter, one hand ON the counter, childe was kind of.. slanting? if u understand what i mean.. anyways. the other hand was used for scrolling, if u was awake, that would've been THE most heavenly sight ever.) • while childe was scrolling through his fyp, he stumbled upon 1 video that caught him off guard. • it was a video of YOU and kaeya, yes, childe knew who kaeya was - who wouldn't? kaeya's a famous and a well known streamer/gamer. • the edit was you and kaeya laughing together while the "camera"(the pov of what childe's seeing) zooms in while there is a heart overlay of you two, childe had to make sure that what he was seeing WAS what he saw. he checked the comments just to make sure and to his HORROR - the comments were all agreeing and shipping kaeya x you. • childe took a second(more like minutes) to comprehend what he had just saw, was this satire? meant to make him jealous and then make him react to this video on yt and or on stream? just for fun? • now this really had an impact on childe, you looked really happy with kaeya and now he's really thinking about it :( • you're probably better off with kaeya. • (childe nooo, :( Y/N GIVE HIM SOME LOVE AND REASSURANCE NOW.) • childe literally sets his phone down and before he does that he makes sure he presses the "not interested" button cuz he doesn't want to see that shit video ever again. • sighs and rubs his head, that video rlly got him thinking, before he knows it the toast had already popped up and normally childe would've heard it but the video must've rlly gotten childe lost in his thoughts. • anyways.. • he straightens his back and grabs the toast, it was warm so it must've been there for a few minutes - childe grabbed the toast and put paste on it, a few seconds later he put the toast on the most extravagant plate you've ever seen and along with WARM(not hot, not cold, just warm, that way you like it) coffee. • if u dont like coffee just pretend it's like orange juice or ur fav drink ^^ • now somehow you're still asleep and you dont wake up, that is until childe walks into the room and sees you still sleeping. childe's heart literally skips a beat and cries. • you're in his bed?!? the blanket covering part of your body while your leg sticking out of the blanket, and your morning hair.. oh lord. • sure you might think that it's unattractive but, you? everything about you was attractive. even if you woke up with morning head, even if you had bad fashion sense(childe's here to help), you are ALWAYS attractive to childe. • you could be wearing the most ugliest and disgusting garment

on and everyone could be staring at you in disgust and giving you the "what are they wearing.." but childe? you can literally see the way hearts form in his eyes. • if you wear perfume(IF U DO.) childe can literally be seen floating in the air when he smells you. do you understand? you got this man wrapped around ur finger. anyways moving back.. • childe moves closer to you and makes sure to not wake you up and to NOT spill the drink along with the whole entire dish that he had prepared for you. • childe nudges you softly which causes you to whine and grumble "SO CUTE" childe thought(god damn, what have u done to this man.) • you gradually wake up and when you open your eyes, god. you could've sworn you've seen an angel. • after restoring your eyesight you realize that childe had prepared you breakfast and your heart literally went into a frenzy. • "here's your breakfast sweetie" "you're so sweet childe.. but, what time did you wake up at? it's... 6 am.." "... anyways, here's your breakfast." • you finish eating breakfast and you set aside the dish, childe beside you laying down on his phone, scrolling. • childe forgot about the video as it has been minutes so he didn't think of anything while scrolling through his fyp, you sigh when taking your last sip. • "so childe, what did you do while i was sleeping? either than making me and you breakfast of course" • childe turns his phone off as he wants to make you know that childe is aware and acknowledging your question. • childe turns to look at you and you're already staring right back at him. • "well all i did was go on tiktok and watched some videos, that's pretty much al-" childe pauses as he remembers the video, and now childe is in a horrible mood. • before childe would even finish his sentence, he cut himself off and is now slumping back and slowly moving down, his lower part of his face covered by the blanket as the upper part of his face is still just barely there. • "pretty much what childe?" "never mind it.." ":(" • you can see the way childe is completely out of it, he looked like a sad puppy. • when you ask him again, childe just sighs and complies, he explains about the video and his thoughts and feelings. and god, you felt so bad for him right there :( • you hugged and reassured childe, and you decide to stream with childe just to make him feel more better and more happy and childe happily agrees!! • you two spent nearly the whole evening gaming and reacting to funny yet concerning yt/tiktok videos. • before you two stream childe kind of forces you to hug and give him kisses, but you obviously say yes bc?? who wouldn't. • anyways, childe expects you to say "no" and just leave but nope! you squeeze the living hell out of him but he loves it other way <3 • you give forehead and cheek kisses <3 no actual kisses bc.. u two aren't even together.. what a shame. • childe's red now!! great job comrade • anyways, childe only likes and interacts with ship edits of you and him, anybody else? blocked + reported <3 • not rlly kidding..

streamer! kaeya x online friend! reader • like everybody else. kaeya is self aware of these edits.. it brings him joy to know that everyone ships u and him <3 • kaeya literally fangirls over them and squeals.. saves and likes the video <3 • also secretly makes an account that is committed to only ship edits of u x kaeya, likes them all, saves them, favourites them and follows the creator - sure this behaviour might be a bit.. creepy to say the least BUT! this is only happening bc he's just so in love with these edits and loves to see u in an edit <3 • now lets set the scene. • you and kaeya are sitting next to each other, you two were facing the camera while occasionally glancing at the tv because you and kaeya were both playing a game, kaeya was interacting with his viewers while you just added some words and notes(basically finishing kaeyas sentences). • you suddenly had the urge to go the toilet, you excused yourself and got up and walked to the bathroom, during this moment - kaeya had paused the game you and him were playing as you forgot to pause the game yourself. • it was getting quite boring without you being there so he decided to tell his viewers to send him videos/edits of him(and or him and you) and oh boy, kaeya got send THOUSANDS. • "woah guys- slow down there.. one at a time, one at a time" - kaeya clicked on the first few videos that were sent to him on discord and of course kaeya complimented them!: "bloxbola: here's the video!! i hope u like it <3 | y/n'slover: i love it, thank you so so much" • and kaeya really means it. • you were taking an awfully long time in the toilet so kaeya decided to go through more, as kaeya got sent many - kaeya somehow landed on this one particular edit. it was an edit of you x childe. • first of all, why did they even send an edit of you x childe?? it was like they wanted to get banned from his server(half joking..), and second of all, WHY was childe looking at you in that type of way? disgusting. • everyone could see the way kaeya's body went stiff and the way his eyes were just glued onto the edit. • "uhhh is kaeya okay?" "y'all, whoever sent that edit.. u broke him LMFAO" • anyways, kaeya forces himself to continue watching the video tho he really doesn't want to watch it. how cruel of that person.. • after watching the video, kaeya looks up at the chat and gives everyone a stern yet constipated look(LMFAO HE LOOKS SO SILLY, JUST IMAGINE THAT) • "... well that was uhm, lovely? but thank you to whoever- ah yes. thank you glubblyblob for sending that beautiful edit." • everyone started to laugh at kaeya in chat as they couldn't take his stupid looking face serious anymore. • kaeya is now disturbed bc why were they laughing?? kaeya is envying childe - why can't he be in childe's position right now?, he wanted to erase childe's existence, kaeya was literally crying on the inside • you at the moment finished ur bathroom break and went back to the living room where you saw kaeya looking absolutely dumbfounded and stupid. kaeya saw your shadow and figure to his side so he turned and saw you and at that moment he got up and ran to you, hugging you. • "Y/n!! i missed you so much.." "kaeya, i was literally taking a shit." "well it's good to know that you're comfortable enough with me that you took a shit in my house, in my bathroom" • you had to waddle over to the camera, everyone witnessing kaeya hugging onto your side and literally pouting at you. • "was running to my side and clinging onto me really necessary?" "yes y/n!! it's necessary" • you sigh and look at the camera, showing everyone that this is what you had to go through and everyone started clipping that moment so that they would show it to the whole world and community, and to also edit it <3 • you settle down(along with kaeya ofc) and just start to rub his back because whatever happened, had to be bad because as you can see.. kaeya clinging onto you and acting like such a cute big baby is really not normal. • the clinging onto you is like part of kaeya's routine, but being all pouty and acting quite.. protective?

now that's not really normal.. • you question everyone on why kaeya's acting like this and everyone just tells you to go onto kaeya's discord and check the user "glubblyblob" and click on the video. • "ah- okay, i found the user.. so i just click on the video right?" "YUP!!!" • you click on the video, it was an edit of you and childe laughing on stream and it looked like a ship edit. you were then hit with the realization. kaeya was jealous over this edit, it had to be. • you chuckle while staring at kaeya, he really did look like the jealous type. • "kaeyaaaaaa?" "hm.. yes y/n love?" "are you jealous?" • ... • "JEALOUS OVER WHAT- DID U GUYS TELL Y/N?? i knew it." • you laugh at kaeya while kaeya profusely blushed and covered his face • you had to shove your face onto a pillow to muffle your laughs and giggles, god, a blushing and flustered kaeya really got you like this.. • the one and only kaeya, the self aware and 'full of himself' kaeya? flustered? what a sight! • kaeya's "mad" at you and the viewers for laughing at him. all of you apologize but you can still tell that they weren't really sorry. • you were still holding your laugh back, and every time you let out a single "hmp-" kaeya just gives u a soft glare <3 • he can never glare at you. • you still explain to kaeya that u and childe were just friends and your words reassured kaeya.. for now. • you give him plenty of love and hugs afterwards <3 • kaeya can still find edits of him clinging onto you like a koala and along with cute overlays and OF COURSE, the music is romantic. • now that's the type of ship edits kaeya likes to see. • "y/n'soneandonlylover liked your video" "y/n'soneandonlylover followed you" "y/n'soneandonlylover commented on your video __" • he's a mad man, for you only <3

streamer! venti x online friend! reader • VENTI IS HYPERACTIVE. he's like a cool streamer(tho every streamer is cool), he interacts with his fans and meets up w/ them every weekend(sometimes), he lets his followers know where he'll be, at what time and everything else <3 basically a meet and greet. • he has ALL platforms and posts regularly on tiktok, venti also gives off gen z streamer vibes. • sends a lot of memes to his followers and sometimes replies to his fans on instagram and on discord. • venti goes on tiktok like nearly EVERYDAY, and mostly he just tags you in cute videos <3 sometimes ship edits • so today, is was a nice evening when venti happens to scroll upon a shit edit, this time - it wasn't the ship edits that he enjoyed watching(venti x you) rather it was a kaeya x you edit and venti at first was confused. • was this a ship edit? just a harmless edit that had no meaning behind it? was it a troll edit? this didnt make sense. • everyone knew how close you were with venti, you two even met up! and everyone knew that you were staying at venti's place. • venti furrowed his eyebrows and checked the comments, they were filled with "omg!! they look so cute" "nawww.. ship venti x y/n!!" • venti's heart warmed when reading the second top comment, "nawww.. ship vent x y/n!!" • it made his heart swell <3 venti saved the video(hesitantly) and made his way to you. • venti didn't really understand why he was feeling this way, was he jealous? sad? mad? confused? either way, he was going to show you the video to see what your thoughts were. • "y/n~ i need you to react to this video and i need your opinions or your thoughts on it!!" you turn around to face venti who was nearly out of breath, holding out his phone to you - you grabbed it and pressed "play" • the video played, it was a, what you assumed a shit edit of you x kaeya. it was an edit of a stream that you and kaeya had been on recently. and you and kaeya were JUST friends, no hard feelings and no romantic feelings. • when the video finished you looked at venti who was staring intensely at the video, "well? what do you want me to say?" "what do you think about the video? is it okay? good? bad? dont want it on this platform anymore?" • you answer: "well, the video is okay - plus, me and kaeya dont like each other so it's fineee" • the sentence "me and kaeya dont like each other" seemed to have calmed venti down as his breathing become a bit more slow now rather than him breathing in and out heavily. • "you okay venti?" "yea, yea im fine." venti put on a smile and grabbed his phone, hugging you. he was awfully happy and it was kind of scary but you thought nothing of it. • venti was always happy so you didn't mind his behaviour. after turning his back to you, his smile was still there, why was venti happy?? oh well because you reassured venti that you and kaeya do not like each other and that reassures venti that he still has a chance with you. • venti presses the button "not interested" and continues to smile while humming. the more venti scrolled, the more venti felt sleepy - and so he walked towards where you where and walked in, you turned to his direction while giving him a smile "hey venti, tired?" "mhm..." you allow venti to sleep by your side, your back on the bed frame holding your phone - looking through twitter while venti laid right next to you, hugging onto your side. • your warmth and presence was enough to make him fall asleep peacefully. • you chuckled, running your hands through his hair "you know venti, you're a really bad liar. who knew that you were the type to be jealous?" • you sighed, putting your phone down as you sunk down where you were face to face with venti. • venti was always kind towards you, his presence making you feel at home tho you weren't, his fun and outgoing nature made you gradually fall for him. and your comforting aura comforted venti, your laugh and smile made venti's heart swell. it was obvious to everyone that you liked venti and venti liked you too. • you smiled, hugging venti back as you also fell asleep knowing that

your feelings were reciprocated.

a/n: is it bad that i kind of added a kind of confession thingy for venti? anyways, someone pls request for streamer! dain or i'll do it myself. i hope u guys enjoy this <3 note: if you would like to be added to the genshin taglist pls just ask me!! dont be shy <3

taglist: @tomansimp @one-offmind

#genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #venti x reader #streamer!au

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moemammon · 3 years

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An MC that steals clothes to the point where they have more of the boys clothes than the boys do

Big Boyf hoodies

The Demon Bros react to MC Stealing their Clothes!

Lucifer

You have ten seconds before you're subjected to a vibe check

Jk, Lucifer MIGHT be okay with you wearing his clothes, depending on his mood. If he's got things to do, you'd best leave his stuff alone

Otherwise, the sight of you walking around wearing that huge fur coat of his is enough to put him in a much better mood for the rest of the day. Maybe he won't beat Mammon's ass today after all? 🤔

As long as you keep his fancy coat clean, he's happy. He might even start "accidentally" leaving things out for you to get to, and his ego inflates tenfold when he sees you've found them.

He'll tease you a little bit about it, asking "Did you miss me so much that you had to wear my clothing?"

Mammon

Bruh???? Where the hell did his jacket go-

He tossed it in the dryer and now it's gone! Time to destroy his room in the search-

And that's when he sees you walking around wearing it, like it's no big deal. You haven't even spotted him yet but boy is he staring

He doesn't even have a CHANCE to think about being mad at you, because you chose to wear his clothes specifically. His ego? Through the roof. Definitely considers buying you things to match what he wears.

Now everyone knows you're HIS human! He'd never let anyone else wear his stuff, after all! "You're the one that's been takin' my jacket?? Well.... I guess it's only natural that ya wanna wear the Great Mammon's clothes! S-so don't go takin' it off, ya hear?!"

Levi

The normie??? Is wearing HIS clothes??? Specifically the Ruri-chan shirt he sleeps in?????

The fact that you went out of your way to get them... He doesn't know if he's horrified or honored, but he's definitely somewhere in the middle considering the look on his face. And honestly he's so damn shocked that he thinks his heart might explode.

This is LITERALLY an epic gamer anime moment. When the male protagonist finds his lover/love interest wearing one of his oversized shirts.... m-moe...

He can't even look at you directly, so he has to do it through his camera lens. Did you really think he wouldn't fill up his entire phone's memory bank with photos of you? Think again. Maybe if he leaves some cosplay out, you might wear that too..?

"Wh-Huh? O-o-of course I knew you took my shirt! There's no way I wouldn't notice. B-But you don't have to take it off! I mean... you can keep it if you want... I have three more."

Satan

Satan doesn't know how to wear a coat properly anyway so it's no wonder you took it, to show him how it's done one sleeve wearing ass

It didn't take detective Satan very long to find out where it'd gone, because he soon spots you wearing it.

You're sitting in an armchair with his coat draped around you, clearly content and comfortable with your newly acquired clothing.

And he pauses, just outside of your line of sight so he can compose himself. He’d be lying if he said his heart didn't skip a beat when he saw it draped over you. It made him want to gather you up on his lap and keep you there forever.

Instead, once he's calmed down, he rounds the corner to question you about it. "If you were cold, why didn't you tell me? Here, let me sit next to you. Ah, you can keep the coat on. It suits you."

Asmo

This is literally all he's ever wanted tbh. He's not even surprised that you want to try on his clothes, because?? They're HIS.

But he's gushing about it forever. He's so quick to snap a million photos of you and posts them to devilgram, sets it as his home and lock screen, maybe prints a couple of photos to keep-

You never hear the end of it. Whether you were trying to be covert or not, he's got you and he's never letting go.

He'll literally give you the clothes he thinks will suit you best, and gushes over the say they compliment you.

"It's like having my own doll to dress up! You don't know how happy I am to put my clothes on you~! Shall we buy matching outfits? Or maybe... you prefer that they belong to me~?"

Beel

Beel can be a little forgetful, so sometimes he misplaced his jacket. He always finds it in the end, either through his brothers or his own means, so he's completely stumped when he's looked everywhere and STILL can't find it. And he's starting to get hungry again, so now he's more interested in going to the kitchen.

Then he finds you exiting your room, rubbing the sleep of your afternoon nap from your eyes. You don't seem to notice him and just quietly wander past, wearing Beel's jacket.

He doesn't even stop you, just watching you go before he's suddenly forgetting all about his hunger pains, and more interested in quietly following you like a dog.

You both end up in the kitchen, and he's still watching over you happily while you eat some chips. Don't mind him while he uhhhhh picks you up and takes him to his room so he can hold you lmao

"MC.... did you have my jacket this entire time? I was looking for it. Oh, I'm not angry or anything, I like seeing you wear it. You should do that more often."

Belphie

He realizes that you took something so fast-

Belphie may be able to sleep anywhere, but he has to be comfortable enough for it. That comfort usually comes in the form of his jacket, so when he discovers it's missing and has looked everywhere, he gets a little agitated.

Grumpy boy goes to find you to force you to take a nap with him until he feels better, and discovers that you're guilty. But his annoyance is replaced by pride when he sees how comfortable you look, napping away in his jacket.

He's not letting you keep it of course, but he's sure there's something else he can let you wear instead. Part of him is convinced you're only wearing it because it's comfortable, while the other part wonders if you're wearing it because it's his...

So he pokes your face until you wake up, and demands an answer. "You took my jacket without asking, huh? I couldn't sleep a wink because of you.....If you wanted to feel like I was with you, you should've just went to my room. Scoot over, I'm joining you."

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whiteqnn · 3 years

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PURE [3] - Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

A/N: Over 1 thousand notes. You guys are insane. I can’t see any other explanation.

Thank you so much for all the love and support under the previous parts, all those comments just absolutely made my day! I would never expect this story to receive such a positive feedback, which I’m extremely grateful for!

Anyway, I decided to add some additional plot to this story - mainly, the sudden criticism and hate directed on Y/N after the last Among Us stream. I thought it would make things more interesting.

That being said, I hope you enjoy the third part ^^

part 1

part 2

part 4

part 5

PURE [3]

Y/N stared at her phone screen, reading through the latest tweets of her friends inviting their fans to watch their streams. It was Thursday evening and just as it was planned, everyone was getting ready for another game of Among Us. Just as she would do if it wasn’t for all those comments...

The last stream caused sudden, unexpected amounts of attention on her social media. She probably shouldn’t be that surprised by it, given the fact that by appearing in Sean’s and Felix’s videos she wasn’t all that strange to their fans. But people who watched Rae, Toast, or Corpse’s streams didn’t know her. And apparently, some of them weren’t that happy to see a new face among the group of well-known gamers.

She always tried to avoid the unnecessary spotlight as much as she could, preferring to stay hidden somewhere behind other, much more popular streamers. And it never bothered her. She was never one to enjoy too much attention anyway.

That’s why when she discovered how upset, or even angry, some people were when she played with all those famous streamers, she was quite shocked, to say the least.

Like all those comments under Poki’s tweet, in which she mentioned who’s gonna be playing this time...

“Duh, why’s that Y/N chick supposed to play with them again? There are at least hundreds of other, much more popular streamers I can think of who would be better than her.”

“Who the fuck is she anyway? Why’s she there?”

“lmao, some random girl who got lucky enough to know jacksepticeye. Don’t get why she’s playing with them though.”

“NOT HER AGAIN. I SWEAR TO GOD SHE WAS SO FUCKING ANNOYING LAST TIME”

Sure, she wasn’t as famous as Felix, or Sean, or Rae, or anyone else for that matter. Her audience wasn’t very small, but it was nothing compared to the number of fans other YouTubers had. It was understandable that most people didn’t know who she was, and didn’t understand why she was there in the first place.

She was, in fact, just some random girl who was lucky to have Sean as her friend. But in a group of such great and well-known streamers, she definitely stood out like a sore thumb.

Y/N almost jumped in her seat when her phone beeped with a new message, Sean’s nickname showing up at the top of her screen.

Jackaboy: We’re starting in a few kiddo

Jackaboy: But join the call now so we can both make fun of Felix

After the last game, she was so excited and couldn’t wait for this evening. She looked forward to cooperating with Sykkuno again, to arguing with Toast, to laughing with Sean and Felix, to murdering other people with Corpse... Yet now, all this excitement seemed to vanish just like the mood to play, let alone talk with other people. They would surely see right through her and try to make her spill the beans, which would ruin the stream. And the last thing she wanted was to ruin their game.

Jackaboy: You there Y/N??

She sighed, thinking of some believable excuse that wouldn’t arouse suspicion, but her mind was flooded with all those comments and DMs she received over those past days, which expressed nothing but hatred towards her.

Y/N: I’m really sorry Sean, but I don’t think I will be joining you today... I don’t feel very well.

She waited for Sean’s reply impatiently, expecting him to send her some angry emoji or tell her to move her ass and join the discord call. What she didn’t expect though, was that he would facetime her.

Her first instinct was to throw her phone across the room as if it would make Sean stop calling. He wouldn’t stop unless she’d tell him the truth.

So she cleared her throat and plastered the widest smile on her face, before answering his call.

“Alright, what is going on?” Sean asked right away, staring at her with his brows furrowed. He wasn’t in his recording room, but in his kitchen, which meant that he left his stream to call her. “And please don’t tell me you’re sick cause I won’t believe it anyway. And neither will Pewds.”

“I’m tired, Sean... I was working late again and I really need to rest.” she lied, trying to keep her voice steady and calm. She really didn’t want Sean to interrogate her now, not when his fans were waiting for him. “I’m sure you’ll find someone else though. Please tell the guys that I’m sorry”

“Y/N, c’mon, cut this bullshit. What’s wrong?” he asked softly, moving his phone closer to his face. “You know you’re a terrible liar, just tell me what happened. If you don’t wanna play then neither do I.”

“Sean, please don’t do it” she shook her head with a sigh. “Your fans are waiting for you, I’ll be fine.”

“Well they’re waiting for you too you dummy, I already promised them you’ll be playing with us tonight” he stated matter of factly, rolling his eyes. Y/N remained silent for a moment, and Sean suddenly furrowed his brows, narrowing his eyes at her in a suspicious look. “Did someone tell you something rude last time we played? Who and what?”

“What? No, Sean, oh my God. Everyone was super nice, it has nothing to do with the last stream... not with you guys, at least.” she mumbled under her breath, dropping her eyes from Sean’s confused face.

“What do you mean not with you guys? Y/N, what the hell happened?” he demanded, slowly getting more and more worried. She wouldn’t tell him though, too scared that Sean would just laugh it off, even though he also sometimes had problems with dealing with hate. And just as if he was reading her mind, Sean sighed, his face softening in a sad smile. “You’ve read the comments, didn’t you?”

She felt so stupid for being so easily offended by comments of some random people on the Internet, that she just nodded her head meekly, still looking anywhere but at the man.

“Look kiddo... I’m not gonna tell you to get yourself together and just ignore them, cause it won’t help, and I know cause I’ve been there. Hell, I’m still there.” he chuckled to himself and continued “Anyway, you really shouldn’t be worrying yourself about people who don’t even know you. They don’t know you, Y/N, why would some complete stranger’s opinion matter to you?”

“They said I shouldn’t be playing with you guys... that I’m nothing but a burden and you should be playing with someone who’s at least recognizable.”

“Well excuse me Miss, last time I checked I could choose who the fuck I want to play with.” Sean scoffed, clearly irritated by such comments “You’re one of my best friends Y/N and I don’t give a fuck what some haters say. And neither should you.”

“Maybe you should just invite someone else... It would make everyone happy.” she muttered almost inaudibly, but Sean almost barked at her when he heard her words.

“I told you to cut that bullshit, Y/N! Everyone couldn’t wait for this game and now you wanna back out? C’mon, kid. Do you have any idea how heartbroken Sykkuno’s gonna be? When you left so quickly last time, he kept complaining that he has no one to team up with.” she couldn’t help but smile at that, letting out a tiny giggle. “And Corpse? Have you even seen his last tweet?”

“What? No, I- I don’t follow him...” she said, wondering what Sean was talking about. She quickly searched for Corpse on Twitter, still being on facetime with Sean, and her heart almost dropped when she saw the last tweet.

@.Corpse_Husband Really excited for tonight’s Among Us stream, 8PM PST.

Jacksepticeye

Valkyrae

Pewdiepie

Pokimane

Sykkuno

Disguised Toast

Logic

Mr Beast

and, hopefully, my partner in crime - Little Y/N

She stared at the screen with her eyes widened, and her lips corners curling up in a small, bashful smile. It was so nice of Corpse to mention her as well, especially with the nickname that he seemed to like so much since their last game.

“God, if you could see yourself right now. How’s it that my pep talk didn’t do shit, but Corpse’s tweet magically made you smile, ugh.” Sean reminded her of his presence, and she quickly returned to the call, trying to somehow control her burning cheeks.

“It’s not like that, Sean, I really appreciate that you’re trying to cheer me up... I just didn’t expect your friends to like me...” she admitted quietly, and if Sean could, he would probably strangle her at that moment.

“I JUST TOLD YOU THAT SYKKUNO KEPT BUGGING ME ABOUT YOU FOR TWO FUCKING HOURS. YOU THINK HE WOULD TALK ABOUT YOU IF HE DIDN’T LIKE YOU?!”

“I just... what if they’re just being nice, but they don’t actually want me to play with them?”

“I’m done.” Sean groaned, shaking his head furiously. “Alright, here’s what you’re gonna do. You stay away from your phone, join the discord call, say hi to everyone, and we’re all gonna have fun, okay? If not, Pewds is gonna murder you, cause he was already growing impatient even before I called you.”

“I’m still not sure if that’s a good idea, Sean...”

“But I am sure, Y/N! Now come on, we’re playing in five. I’m telling everyone you’re joining as well.”

And before she could even reply, he hung up. Y/N groaned, rushing to her computer to turn it on. Now it would just be plain rude not to join the game, especially after Sean wasted his time talking with her, while he should be talking to his fans. Just as he suggested, she kept her phone far away from her desk, deciding to stay away from Twitter and all those comments for a bit. Maybe it would help her clear her mind and at least try to have some fun.

An invite to the group call was already waiting for her, along with a message from Sean with a code to the game. Y/N put her headphones on before joining the call and quickly typing in the code.

“... so let me repeat myself. I ALWAYS sound guilty, no matter what. Please, guys, don’t vote me out!”

Y/N shook her head with a smile on her lips when the first thing she heard after joining the call was Felix’s pleading voice. Clearly, he was already trying to save his own ass even before the game began.

Y/N could hear Sean’s loud voice as he commented on Felix’s plea with some snarky remark, later also catching the sounds of Rae’s laughter. Everyone was already there, they’ve been clearly waiting for her to join.

“Hey, look who’s finally here! Hi Y/N!” Poki noticed her presence first.

“Hello everyone” Y/N said, as shy and quiet as usual.

“Oh, Y/N! It’s so great to see you again, I was worried you weren’t joining us tonight” Sykkuno said, a pout clear in his voice.

“WELL ABOUT DAMN TIME” Felix all but yelled, making her roll her eyes with a smile. “What did I tell you about being late?!”

“Give her a break Felix, her mic wasn’t working again... Luckily, I was there to save the damsel in distress” Sean said, and even though she couldn’t see him, Y/N was almost certain that he was smirking.

“Yeah, I’m really sorry guys to have kept you waiting so long...” Y/N said, feeling genuinely bad. Maybe Sean was right after all? They could have just invited someone else, and yet they decided to wait for her.

“It’s okay, you’re here now and it’s all that matters” a deep voice sounded out, and whether she liked it or not, Y/N grinned like an idiot with a blush rising up her cheeks.

“Shit, here we go again...” Felix sighed, making everyone else laugh. Y/N bit at her lower lip, feeling her heart thump in her chest as she felt a sudden wave of courage, deciding to speak up despite her initial shyness:

“Well... I couldn’t just leave my partner in crime alone, right?” she asked, and she could swear she heard Corpse stutter as if he completely didn’t expect her to say that.

“Ah yes, after all, killing wouldn’t be the same without her, right Corpse?” Toast teased, repeating Corpse’s words from the last stream. Everyone in the call laughed, Y/N included. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling, even though just mere minutes ago she was on the verge of crying. “It’s good to have you here, Y/N/N. Maybe I’ll actually get a chance to finally kill you this time.”

“Jesus Christ, Toast. You sound like a psychopath. Hey, I’m happy you’re here, lemme stab you in the back, please?” someone whose nickname was MrBeast spoke up with a chuckle, before directing his next words to Y/N “I believe we haven’t played together before, I’m Mr Beast, it’s really nice to meet you Y/N”

“Yeah, pleased to meet you!” another player, Logic, spoke up “I also didn’t have a chance to play with you yet, but I’ve seen Sean’s last stream... Let me just say, that Toast murder was absolutely perfect!”

“Wow. And here I almost managed to block it out. I’m fucking traumatized Y/N, you should be ashamed of yourself” Toast scoffed over Felix’s laughter.

“You should be proud of yourself!” Sean interfered “Just so you know lads, Y/N may seem like a little angel, but she’s a little demon. You’ve been warned.”

“Yeah, she’ll charm you with her voice only to snap your neck next second.” Felix scoffed.

“Just like she did with Corpse!”

“Charm?!” Y/N gasped, her cheeks burning.

“I don’t recall Y/N killing me...” Corpse said in his low voice.

“I love how that’s the only thing he denied” Poki pointed out in a teasing voice, which only made Y/N sink further into her chair.

“Can we please start the game now?” she asked in a pleading voice, hoping that everyone would stop making fun of Corpse and her. She could only imagine how uncomfortable he felt, for some reason being the target of their jokes... They must’ve made him feel awkward, right?

“Jack, did you tell Y/N how we’re playing tonight?” Sykkuno asked, and she sighed in relief that they dropped the jokes.

“Oh, right! So there’s this mod called proximity chat, where we’re able to hear each other as we pass by another person, and it seems quite fun so that’s what we decided to try out tonight.” Sean explained to Y/N, and before she could ask another question, he added “I’ve just sent you the link, it’ll take a minute to install it.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you Sean” Y/N said, before downloading the mod and quickly installing it. When everything was set and ready, she pulled up Among Us again and typed in the code, and the game finally began.

“Woah”

“Holy shit!”

“Guys this is so cool!” Sykkuno exclaimed, his voice so happy and excited that Y/N couldn’t help but giggle.

“Okay, I’m scared now. I feel like encounters with Imposter are just gonna be perfectly cut screams” Felix chuckled, as they left the dropship and moved down the map. That’s when Y/N gasped in surprise, upon seeing the locations completely different than those she was used to.

“Wait- is that a different map?” she asked through her mic, hearing Toast’s distanced, devilish laugh. There was only Rae and Sykkuno beside her, as everyone else have already split up to do their tasks.

“Oh yeah, that’s Polus, it’s much more fun than the one we were playing in last time.” Rae explained happily and Y/N groaned. She didn’t know that map.

“Great. I don’t even know how am I supposed to do tasks in here...”

“Oh, it’s not that hard. They’re in most cases similar to those you already know, they only look a little bit different.” Sykkuno said in his kind voice, before asking “Do you want to team up again, Y/N?”

“I thought you would never ask Sykkuno” Rae chuckled under her breath.

“Yeah, that would be great! I need someone to show me around” she smiled. The trio finally moved from their spot beside the dropship and went to the left where, as Y/N later realized, was electrical. She quickly did her task in there, being under the watchful eyes of both Sykkuno and Rae.

Before the latter could do his own task, the first body was reported.

“The body is in the lab” Felix said, and Y/N couldn’t help but smirk as she saw that it was Toast who was murdered first. One less person to accuse her or try to frame her, if he was the Imposter.

“I just ran towards the lab from the left side, I only saw Poki on my way there” Corpse said right away, and the accused girl was quick to try and defend herself:

“Okay, I wasn’t in the lab, I was doing that engines task which is next to the lab.”

“Did you see someone else there?” Jack questioned.

“Nope, just me and the engines.”

“Okay. Sykkuno, where are you?” the lime astronaut was next on Jack’s list of suspects, which made Sykkuno groan.

“Why do you sound so suspicious right away?” he asked in disbelief, causing the rest to giggle “I was with Y/N and Rae all this time, we were all doing our tasks in electrical.”

“Is that true Y/N?”

“Yes Sean, that is true” she rolled her eyes with a laugh “I don’t even know this map, I have to stick with someone so I don’t end up like Toast.”

“Alright, what about rest? Logic? I think I saw you in admin but then you disappeared somewhere.” Felix said.

“Yeah I’m with Mr Beast in the office”

“That’s right” Mr Beast confirmed, which didn’t bring anything new to the investigation, so everyone decided to skip.

“Wo- Okay where are we now?” Y/N asked in surprise, when the new round began in some completely new place Sykkuno didn’t manage to show her yet. She could hear as Corpse laughed at her shocked voice, which made her smile widely.

“Yeah, I’m also not used to this new map yet” he admitted, his black astronaut walking up to her white one “Hey, wanna see something cool?”

“Sure!”

*Meanwhile Sykkuno*

“Okay this is bad guys, we lost Y/N” Sykkuno said to his mic, running around the map to find the girl he was earlier teamed up with. “I thought she followed us when the new round began, but she must’ve gone the other way... What if she’s dead already? Not good, not good...”

"Woah! This looks amazing! Is there some task here as well?”

“Yes, there’s temperature recording right here” Corpse said, standing by the lava pit, watching as Y/N’s character ran back and forth over the pool of lava.

“I wonder if you could jump into it. What do you think, Corpse?” she asked curiously, standing close to the edge.

“Not that I’m aware of it...” he mumbled coming closer to the edge as well “Why would you jump into it?” he asked with a half-smile on his face.

“So Felix can’t stab me in the back.” she whispered, even though there was no one around them.

“You think it’s him?” Corpse mirrored her voice, and she hummed in response “Why?”

“He’s constantly suspicious of everyone, last time we played he also kept interrogating us all, without even telling his own location.” she stated as if it was very obvious. Corpse couldn’t help but let out a laugh “What? Why are you laughing at me?”

“Not at you, Y/N. I’m just impressed by your investigation skills” he admitted “In that case, we better both jump in. Felix likes to frame other people.”

“You wanna jump into the lava with me?”

“Sure I do.”

“There you are!” Sykkuno’s lime astronaut came out of nowhere, followed by Mr Beast. Two of them walked up to Y/N and Corpse, and before the latter could even say anything, Mr Beast snapped Y/N’s neck.

“WAIT, NO-”

“OH GOD, OH GOD” Sykkuno yelled in panic.

“KILL HIM CORPSE” Mr Beast screamed, frantically running around.

“What the heck?” Y/N stared at her screen in shock, her dead body laying over the lava pit. Mr Beast had already fled to the left, leaving her, Sykkuno and Corpse standing between two of them. None of them said anything for a moment before the black astronaut finally spoke up.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N” he kept repeating, regret clear in his voice. “And Sykkuno, I- I can’t even express how-”

He was cut off by Felix’s scream, who reported the bodies before Corpse could kill him as well.

“IT’S CORPSE ALRIGHT” Felix yelled right away “HE’S STANDING OVER Y/N AND SYKKUNO, HE HAS THEIR BLOOD ON HIS HANDS”

“That is- I did not kill them” Corpse replied, calm as ever, as opposed to his frantic apologies.

“Then why were you standing there?! Without reporting the bodies?!”

“I was... mourning their death.” he replied, which caused the whole group to burst out laughing. “Seriously guys, you think I would murder Sykkuno? And Y/N? I would never even think of hurting them.”

“The simp is strong, we get it, but it doesn’t really save your situation” Rae laughed.

“Let’s kick him out guys, he can’t even defend himself” Sean chuckled, and everyone else didn’t need to be told twice. Soon enough, Y/N watched as Corpse’s black astronaut was thrown into the lava pit... Oh, the irony...

The game continued with her wandering around the map, doing the rest of her tasks to at least support somehow her fellow crewmates. She stumbled upon Corpse’s ghost at some point and laughed wholeheartedly when he started circling her little character in something she read as an attempt to apologize.

A little while later another body was reported, this time it was Felix who lost his life. Y/N didn’t really focus on the conversation this time, glancing at her phone instead. There was this urge to reach for it and check how people reacted to her joining the game, but she kept repeating Sean’s words in her head. There was no point in worrying about the opinion of somebody who doesn’t even know her... or at least that’s what she tried to convince herself to think.

Her attention was brought back to the game when she heard the sound of a new message from someone who was also dead. She clicked on the chat, seeing that it was one of the Impostors.

Corpse: :(

Corpse: I’m sorry

Y/N thought it was sweet of him to apologize for it, even though it was his main goal to murder everyone after all. She believed he was genuinely sorry for it, just like she was each time she was an Impostor and had to kill somebody.

Sykkuno: Welcome to the afterlife, Corpse!

She laughed at Sykkuno’s constant happiness, which was evident even in his messages, before typing one as well:

Y/N: We’re all corpse here

Sykkuno: Oh, so it means we’re all really cool then ^^

Y/N: Fair point

Corpse: See Y/N

Corpse: I told you I would jump into the lava for you

Y/N: You didn’t exactly jump...

Corpse: :(

Y/N: But let’s say it counts as well :)

Corpse: :)

Before they knew, the voting ended. Mr Beast was thrown into the lava, which ultimately lead to the victory of crewmates. Y/N cheered happily, when the blue sign appeared on her screen, right above everyone else who was innocent.

“Yaaay, the first time I wasn’t killed in the first game!” Sean announced enthusiastically, his astronaut running around the dropship.

“Yeah, and the first time it went so fast...”

“Right? Corpse, I’m disappointed in you. What happened to the King of Impostors?” Rae asked.

“Well.. no matter how good you are, you can’t always win, right?” Corpse replied calmly.

“Hmm, you seemed kinda absent-minded during the game, though...” Poki suggested with a smirk hiding in her voice, and Rae was very quick to pick on it.

“Oh, you’ve noticed that too? Almost as if he was distracted by something”

“I don’t know what are you talking about” he chuckled nervously, and Y/N just sat in her chair confused about what was going on. “Anyway, who’s up for another round?”

“Yeah, I have an idea” Sean said, effectively shutting everyone up “What if we play something along the lines of hide and seek? Let’s have one impostor, and everyone else needs to get their tasks done before he finds them.”

“That is...” Felix took in a dramatic breath “THE BEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD ABOUT”

“Yeah, I think it will be fun” Sykkuno replied.

“It sounds really cool, but let’s maybe tell who’s the impostor? I think it would be more fair” Rae suggested.

“I think it’s a good idea” Sean concluded, before changing the settings for one impostor only. Y/N waited patiently for the game to begin, and when she saw that she was a crewmate again, she sighed in relief. Only to gasp in a panic a second later...

“It’s me.”

Everyone stumbled out of the dropship as Corpse admitted that he’s the impostor. It seemed that knowing exactly who can murder everyone made the whole game a little bit terrifying...

“I don’t know where the heck I’m going” Y/N mumbled to herself with a nervous laugh when instead of doing her tasks, she searched for the perfect place to hide. When she entered security, she spotted Mr Beast fixing the wires, so she decided to join him.

“OH SHIT- god damn it, you scared me to death!” he all but yelled when she appeared next to him, doing her tasks.

“Sorry” she giggled, quickly finishing the wires, before speeding out of the room. On her way to weapons, she stumbled across Felix’s dead body, and could hear some screaming in the background... but didn’t recognize who was murdered next.

Y/N managed to do most of her tasks without meeting Corpse, whom she hoped not to see probably for the first time since they played together. She was just leaving decontamination when she heard Sean’s panicked laughter:

“...tee, bitches love me?”

“Wrong.” Corpse’s voice almost made her squeak in surprise, only to really scream when he suddenly snapped Sean’s neck.

“Retreat, retreat!” Y/N laughed as she sped past oblivious Rae and Logic, Corpse hot on her tail. She quickly returned to the decontamination room, hoping to flee from her inevitable death, when Corpse’s black astronaut walked in, and the door closed.

“Please don’t kill me” she chuckled, even though there was no hope for her.

“Finish my lyrics, and I’ll let you live...” he began, and Y/N furrowed her brows in confusion “ I spilt wine...”

“Wait- what lyrics? You sing?” she asked, completely dumbfounded. Corpse was silent for a moment as if he didn’t understand her, before bursting out laughing “What’s so funny again? Corpse, come on!”

“Yes, Y/N, I do sing, I was actually hoping you’ve heard some of my songs...” he admitted, still chuckling to himself. She felt a blush rising up her cheeks.

“Oh- I- I didn’t, I-... but I will, okay? I’ll do it right away!” she promised, quickly jumping up to grab her phone and listen to Corpse’s song. She was genuinely shocked, she would never expect him to sing!

She unlocked her phone with a wide, somehow nervous smile on her face, which, however, dropped the moment she saw her notifications. Hundreds of notifications.

“You there, Y/N?” Corpse’s voice reached her after a moment, when she still didn’t say anything, just kept looking at her screen. “I hope my music isn’t so bad that you passed out from listening to it...”

She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, her phone gripped tightly in her shaking hands.

“Um, Y/N?” his voice became more worried now “Is everything okay?”

Y/N cleared her throat and quickly wiped her eyes, closing them for a moment to steady her breathing.

“Yeah, all good Corpse” she forced herself to smile, so her voice wouldn’t sound weird. “Look, um, I need to leave, can you tell the others bye from me?”

“Is something wrong?” Corpse asked confused.

“No, of course not!” she laughed through her tears “Something just came up and I really need to leave.”

“You sure you’re-”

“Bye Corpse. It was nice playing with you.”

A/N: I hope you guys are not too disappointed in me... It didn’t turn out as I initially thought it would. Isn’t it too dramatic? And is this hate plot fine? Or is it not? What do guys you think?

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The great adventures of y/n tubbo jack niki and george

requested:yes/no

pairing: platonic y/n,tubbo,jack,niki and george

summary: minecraft cave in real life

content warning: cursing

an: the word love is used a couple times but this is all platonic <3 i still don’t know how to add read more on mobile i am sorry about that, part 3 to great adventures series

it was around 4 am when the heat became a problem, unable to sleep you grabbed your phone and decided to facetime ranboo just as he was ending stream

“hey boo...you look like you’ve seen a ghost what the fuck were you doing”

“fnaf vr”

“I’m sure it’s not that bad you’re being dramatic”

“okay we shall see how you like it when I make you play it when I’m in the UK”

“okay bet I’ll add it to our list of videos and stream ideas anyway I can't sleep it’s too hot and I’m so confused as to why Tommy keeps asking me if I like and I quote being high”

“tubbo was telling me about that he keeps teasing him about planes you never know maybe you’re all going on an international adventure... or being pushed out a plane”

“doubt it there’s no way Tommy would pull something as crazy as jumping out a plane it would be pretty cool, I was thinking about doing it for my birthday”

“with a parachute? I hope”

“eh with or without, either way, is fine for me”

an hour passed you and ranboo sat talking about what was happening tomorrow and how you wished he was going to be there with you, after all, you knew how it felt to be watching people you care about making plans and doing things without you.

“didn’t you say you were going to a cave tomorrow? Minecraft in real life, nice”

“I’m begging please touch grass”

“I’ve already done that it made me want to become an engineer now get some rest y/n you’ll be getting up in a few hours, I’ll call you tomorrow goodnight”

“see you tomorrow I love you”

*y/n has ended the call*

•••

when you woke up at 9 you couldn’t shake off the awful feeling you had, today just didn’t feel like a good day you needed some time to yourself to recharge however you knew you’d be okay later on

Niki: good morning y/n!! would you like us to pick you up now or do you need a bit longer

y/n: don’t worry about it I’ll make my own way!! :]

Niki: okay see you soon!!

George: we will pick you up in an hour and a bit

Tommy: wait what are you guys doing

tubbo: following jack and Niki around

y/n: what he said

Tommy: have fun then guys without me

y/n: don’t you have work to do big guy

Tommy: don’t you have to get ready

y/n: leave me alone

•••

soon enough you saw jacks car pull up outside so you grabbed your bag from the other day as it still had everything you needed except this time you decided to bring along a mini first aid kit as you knew your clumsiness and a cave wouldn’t mix well. now you were fully awake you couldn’t wait to go explore the caves, you sat next to Niki who decided to play with your hair and spent half of the journey on a call with an unhappy Tommy who was in college waiting to go to lesson the other half of the journey was spent singing along to the radio

•••

jack started recording and turned around to see you Niki and tubbo leaning over looking down at the floor

“oh hi jack” you waved at the camera “so what’s the plan of action”

“we’re going up there”

you loved heights so hearing that you were going to go on a cable car made you pretty excited once you all got into the car you and George tried opening all the windows whilst tubbo complained

“stop trying to open things”

“it’s a window”

“scared you’re going to get pushed over the edge hmm? scared you’ll have to free fall? it’s not that high you'd probably survive the fall, it’s not like I'm trying to open the door on a plane”

“y/n I mean this in the nicest way possible I’m never going on a plane with you”

tubbo laughed and joined the conversation “we shall see about that”

you tilted your head to the side and blinked a few times trying to process what he just said

“heh?”

“tubbo if we fell we would die right”

“you know jack I've done a lot in my life”

you took the phone from jack and began filming him and George

“why is it slowing down”

“we’re going to die”

“I didn’t bring enough food”

you sat laughing at your friends' reaction before explaining that it’s slowing down for a reason

“they’re slowing it down so you can jump out, what I didn’t tell you is there’s actually a parachute underneath where you’re sat, good luck gamers”

“We could probably climb out the window”

“NO, where do we go”

you just sat shaking your head laughing whilst your friends sat screaming about it stopping

“y/n we’re going to die”

“oh no.. let me just text ranboo to start planning our funerals”

eventually, the cable car began moving just very slow you then ended the recording after jack made jokes about it moving as fast as a George video comes out, you all then spent the rest of the time enjoying everyone’s company.

•••

tubbo noticed a park and ran to the ropes giving you time to update your community a stream will be happening later on

y/n has tweeted: I am outside, stream with ranboo when we get home :]

you laughed as you posted that as all the comments started rolling in questioning if ranboo had come to the UK. you walked back to your group and wrapped your arms around jack and Niki making them both jump out of shock

“Sorry about that ahah now if you don’t mind I want to play in the park”

they laughed as you ran to the rope trying to swing without falling that’s when you gave up and started climbing the net close to Niki.

“that’s not a swing George”

jack ran towards them “I’m getting on the swing with George”

Niki laughed as she recorded what was happening in front of her, she looked to her left expecting to see you stood next to her however she heard you laugh and run towards your friends

“I’m getting on the swing with tubbo”

a few moments later George pointed out a castle and tubbo mentioned the ‘wet rocks’ you just stood with your arm around Niki's shoulders enjoying the view of the castle that was until a dog caught your attention and you walked off to go ask if you could pet it

“Niki where’s y/n they were with you last”

“with the dog”

“tubbo when they come back just follow the path towards the castle, me and Niki are going to record”

“got it, boss man”

•••

after a few minutes, you walked back to tubbo and George realising jack and Niki weren’t there you tilted your head shrugged then sat next to tubbo on the swings as George began recording

“jack and Niki have left us but we’re having fun on the swings..”

“maybe we’ll lick some rocks”

“YEAH”

•••

“if we’re quiet we can sneak up on them”

the three of you ran down the path towards the start of the castle steps looking at the cameras that allowed you to see the top of the castle

“there they are”

“they’re vlogging”

“We can just see them through the castle cameras they have no idea we can see them”

you stood leaning against George until you all noticed they were about to make their way back down the steps so all ran off to hide

“there they go”

the three of you ran back down the path ignoring the stares from strangers and comments about how your hair was obnoxiously bright, the three of you scared the pair who were looking for you all

“I’ve never been less displeased to see George”

the five of you continued walking around after joking about the green water and questioning George on how he could tell what colour it was

“I’m a genius”

a few fans can over and took photos with you all and George began questioning them

“George you’re really self-promoting right now”

“George I am disappointed in you”

•••

“dude it’s boiling”

“ice cream?”

the five of you stood inline

“I’m dying to tubbo”

“I’m not going to ask questions, I love how you just accepted defeat”

“you’re next y/n” tubbo let go of George and began walking towards you

“FUCK OFF NO” you ran behind George and used him as a shield

“y/n George isn’t going to protect you”

“I will y/n don't worry tubbo fuck off” the three of you stood laughing not realising jack was walking towards you all with the ice cream

“thank you”

“you’re welcome how’s the ice cream”

“great thank you”

you laughed at jack who somehow managed to get ice cream on his nose

•••

you and tubbo noticed a wishing well and walked over to it

“wanna make a wish”

“yeah but we have no money”

you both looked at each other then at jack them looked back at each other and nodded

“what are you two doing”

“We wanna make a wish”

“come on give me your money”

everyone stood laughing at you and tubbo determined to make a wish whilst jack argued he had no money however tubbo noticed a £20 note and grabbed it

“y/n quick make a wish”

the pair of you held the note and then dropped it into the well

“yay!!”

“We made a wish”

the pair of you walked off whilst jack stood telling you both how he can’t believe you and the pair of you had stolen over £100 from him today making you both laugh

“tell me the wish”

“We can’t or it won’t come true”

•••

“right cave time”

“we’re going to die”

“well thanks for that George”

you stood next to tubbo trying to ignore your friends as they made comments about there being mobs like creepers in the cave

“you two really need to go outside more”

everything was going well for you until the worker said to everyone

“I think we do have some kids here who are doing a vlog”

you could feel your cheeks heating up from embarrassment although you loved your job you still weren’t used to people pointing it out

•••

“This cave has a door”

“naturally formed door”

“y/n tubbo were in the caves, where are the diamonds”

you pointed in a random direction then continued walking whilst tubbo kneeled examining the rock claiming there were diamonds, as you all kept walking you had to put up with tubbo jack and George making Minecraft jokes whilst Niki followed behind them staying rather quiet, everyone’s as focusing on the cave not saying much till George spoke up

“it’s turned into a horror movie”

“why’s the cave so low why can’t they just dig up”

“y/n did you really just ask that”

“yes I did my neck hurts from ducking under the rock”

“so sorry to hear that”

“thank you for your concern George”

“I’m not concerned”

“oh-“

the tour continued and you were genuinely having a good time, you found all the different rocks and information given to you by the worker fascinating and slowly stopped listening to what your friends were saying behind you

“so this little tunnel up here is where they would send the kids”

“off you go tubbo and y/n”

“please no”

you all continued for a while till you were told you were going in the dark despite the fact you were excited you were also very afraid of the dark so stood closer to tubbo who instantly noticed and pulled you into a side hug

“we’re going dark”

“oh wow that is the only source of light”

a minute or so later they turned on some softly coloured led lights so you could all look at the geode

“holy shit that’s beautiful”

“I thought a geode was a small animal”

“that’s a pokemon dude”

you were all given time to go for a wander however rather than walking with the others you decided to stay with the geode and started a group call with ranboo and Tommy

“hi guys can’t stay long break is almost over”

“that’s okay Tommy but look at this giant fucking rock”

you flipped the camera so they could see and went around showing them parts of the cave

“holy shit”

“looks great y/n”

“cool right I have to go the worker wants us to get ready to leave see you all soon”

“wait y/n one last question, how are you with heights”

“oooh I’m great I love them we went in a cable car earlier”

“awesome see you all later”

*Tommy left the call*

“I’ll call you when I get home boo I’ll see you soon!!”

“bye y/n stay safe”

*ranboo has left the call*

*y/n has left the call*

as you all left the cave you and tubbo noticed two rocks and went to pick them up

“hey look our wish came true”

“yeah we wished for a weird looking rock when we left the cave”

“you paid £20 for a rock”

“yes”

a few minutes later you and tubbo just started walking away only to be later followed by everyone else

“where are you going”

•••

you all got the cable car back at this point you were exhausted you used all your energy running around the cave determined to show Tommy and ranboo everything

“What did you all think of the cave”

“loved it”

“you lost your rock tubbo?”

tubbo pulled out the rock and smiled at jack

“no, I didn’t”

“but you chucked it”

“told you we wished for a magic rock”

jack finished the recording and you all just sat talking about your day and any future plans

•••

the journey back home was extremely quiet you and tubbo sat next to each other, you fell asleep with your head resting on his shoulder, Niki sat in the front with jack quietly singing along to the radio and George and tubbo quietly spoke to each other trying not to wake you up.

when you finally got home you woke up on your couch confused as to how you got there it was only when you checked your phone you got the answer

Niki: you looked exhausted we didn’t want to wake you, hope you don’t mind. your keys are on the table next to your bag!! see you soon it was lovely meeting you <3

you decided to reply thanking your friends for today.

•••

*incoming call: ranboo*

you accepted the call

“hey y/n tell me all about your day whilst you get ready to stream I'm already set up”

“oh they’re gonna be so annoyed I've joined in with making jokes about you being in the UK anyway so my day was pretty good but I did end up asleep on my couch and had no idea how I got there”

“heh?”

“let me explain”

#mcyt x reader #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt imagines #mcyt imagine #mcyt reader insert #mcyt fluff #tubbo imagine #tubbo fluff #tubbo x reader #tubbo x y/n #tubbo x you #jack manifold imagine #jack manifold x y/n #jack manifold fluff #jack manifold x you #jack manifold x reader #nihachu x reader #nihachu fluff #georgenotfound imagine

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diavolosthots · 3 years

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Can I request headcanons for Mammon being just- older brother- (ex how he took blame for belphie breaking something in a chat but will NEVER pay levi back)

Thanks iysm💕

IDK why but I thought this was kind of wholesome

MAMMON Being an Older Brother

Mammon actually takes his role as an older brother pretty seriously. Of course, he thinks he holds the right to make fun of his siblings and give them a headache, but best believe he’ll be there if they ever need anything

As a side note, he’s also actually a pretty cool younger brother to Lucifer when he doesn’t steal from the guy

Anyway, as much as Lucifer says Mammon is a nuisance, there’s no other person he’d trust more with the lives of the rest of his siblings

Rumor has it that Mammon saved baby!Satan from burning himself when Asmodeus tried to get pictures of the kid in front of the fireplace because “the lighting is so good in his hair!!!”

Actually kicked Asmodeus’ ass for that

Taught Beel how to cook simple dishes which Beel then perfected and added to. Beel wouldn’t have been half of the hungry, knowledgeable giant he is today if it hadn’t been for Mammon

Loved!!! Playing games with Levi until he realized he could make money off of said games

While they were still angels, and when Lucifer was busy, Mammon was tasked with keeping an eye on everyone and it actually made him feel super good inside, like he was useful and also he really liked all the attention his younger siblings gave him

Always makes sure Beel has a snack under his pillow, even long after they grew up

On that note, he also always makes sure Belphie washes his pillow, or maybe Mammon will wash it for him in secret, because if no one washes that pillow, Belphie will sleep on it for ages, like, literally.

Always takes the blame when he can. Always.

He’s surprisingly good at folding laundry? Like, shirt and pants are always folded spotless and Lucifer always has him iron his pants and button ups because Mammon does it the best

Will scold Levi if the guy stays up too late or for too many days in a row

Has turned off the Wi-Fi before because of that

When Asmodeus has a nightmare, which usually leaves him a little shook up, Mammon is the first one by his side. Asmo refuses to tell anyone that Mammon sings him back to sleep, though

On that note, Mammon is a great singer and if any of them ever have a bad day, they’ll go to Mammon in the middle of the night for some singing

When Satan was just freshly detached from Lucifer, he was the only one who could calm the little guy without being bitten for a LONG time. Satan hated Lucifer by default, even though that’s not fully true because he just liked to bite and nibble on things, but he seemed to gravitate toward Mammon

Mammon actually gives really good advice depending on what you’re asking. Sometimes it’s short and sweet like “Ya just gotta kick ‘em in the ass!” And other times it’s this drawn out philosophical discussion

Mammon doesn’t actually feel entitled to or good about taking his brother’s things, but he never seems to get out of it. In private, he apologizes profusely.

Surprisingly, besides Lucifer, he likes to think he gets along with Leviathan the most. Yes, he steals from the third born the most as well, but gamblers and gamers are kind of in the same boat, you know?

Overall, he’s not as bad as people think he is and although he can be a bit of a dummy sometimes, he still has a heart, and he’d do anything for his brothers.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #cheys headcanons #mammon obey me #mammon avatar of greed #shall we date mammon #obey me mammon

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loveanoutcast · 3 years

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“Games” | Eren Yeager

Part Four | NSFW Content

TW: nsfw content, smut, public sex, intercourse during pregnancy, lactation, slapping, degradation, spitting, oral receiving (male), cumshot, creampie, squirting, slight mommy/daddy kink, voyeurism

Pairing: Eren Yeager (Jaeger) x Fem!Reader, Mentions of Levi Ackerman x Reader (Brief)

Other: Gamer!Eren, married, modern au, teacher!reader, administrator!reader, jealousy, insecurity, original characters

Word count: 13,104

Well, hell. This is the longest part of this series by far but it’s honestly all the smut scenes for me. This is going to be like twenty levels of filthy brainrot and I am not even sorry. These parts get dirtier and dirtier and it just is what it is. Let me know what you all think, I really do appreciate any feedback. This will have a part five as well as a part six that's OPTIONAL to read as it might have a fantasy of Levi x Reader x Eren but maybe not because this was just suppose to be Eren x Reader married trope. Let me know what you all think, I seriously appreciate any and all feedback and it has been so so fun coming up with this short series!

Also the original character is made up and not a reflection of anyone I know, I pulled the first name out of an old Disney show I watched and the last name was more of a play of words, you’ll see. Anyway, thank you all for enjoying this, I try my hardest to update as soon as I can.

At twenty-four weeks pregnant, you felt like you were on top of the world. You had a great job as an educator and administrator for your city’s education board, your classes went swimmingly with the kids being excited to see their favorite teacher become a mom (There was an odd one here and there who cried to you about their fear of you not having enough space in your heart to love them, something you would immediately dismiss and ease their worries about), your family and friends were as supportive as ever and continuously showered you with encouragement, and you had Eren Yeager as your husband. He was everything you needed and wanted in a partner and you couldn’t imagine what you were before him and how you had managed to have gone through so much of your life without him. There were still moments where you two quarreled and your late-night cravings had resulted in him having morning grumpiness more than once, but he was attentive to your needs. He always listened to your complaints and every night before bed he would express his love for your small family through words before making love to you over and over again.

Yes, you felt lucky indeed. Ever since the moment you had morning sickness all those weeks ago, Eren had insisted on spending as much time with you as his own busy schedule would allow. Lunch dates were now a daily routine, sometimes you would go to his office and other times he would meet you at the school. Today was a bit different as Eren finally had a day off from his often-overwhelming schedule, you still had a few morning classes and one afternoon meeting to get through, but you promised him you would be finished by three in the afternoon so that the two of you could go into town to shop for your outfits for the upcoming wedding of Historia and Ymir. As you found yourself waking up a bit later than usual, your husband watched you in bemusement. Your feet made the cutest pitter patter noises on the floor, your stomach slowed your movements and every time you threw another article of clothing that now fit too small onto your shared bed, Eren’s smile grew a little wider from where he was sat up against the headboard.

Right now, you were a sight to behold, luckily some of your skirts had elastic bands and the pleated midi skirt swayed easily on your new figure. The problem was finding a blouse that didn’t hug your chest too tightly or fell too high on your large bump. Your hair was still in disarray and Eren bit his lip when you stretched to the upper rack to reach for another shirt. Seeing you barefoot, pregnant, hair crazy, and only a bra on your upper half was enough to get him excited. There was also the fact that your breasts had grown in size, the cups of your bra barely able to contain them as they were practically spilling out. There was also the pressing issue that made you let out an annoyed groan as you looked down at the pretty cotton material.

“What is it princess?” Eren asked from bed, looking over to him, you puckered your lips a bit. He never wore shirts to bed, so seeing his finely muscular chest which was still littered in small love bites from your constant need to mark him made you flush in embarrassment and heat.

You felt a bit shy in voicing the issue, you loved being pregnant but lately the symptoms had been slightly kicking your ass and today was no different. Turning to face him, you gestured to your chest. He could finally see the fresh spots of dampness near the center of the cups and his eyebrows creased in worry before raising in surprise, you also noted the splash of pink that coated his cheeks.

Sighing, you said, “My breasts are leaking. The milk is coming in and I guess it’s too much.”

Your husband continued to switch his glances from your chest to your face, the green in his eyes deepening and you didn’t miss the way he licked his bottom lip. You felt a slight shiver travel down your spine when you saw his hands clench and unclench, the thought of them softly rubbing your breasts brought on a wave of neediness. You knew it wasn’t really milk that sat in your breast yet, but more of the colostrum that comes before the milk and the thin liquid had been making itself known more and more by the second as you imagined your husband’s mouth helping ease the wetness. It seemed that your husband shared the same idea. Getting up from his seated position, Eren pushed the discarded tops to the side before sitting on the corner of the large bench in front of your bed. He beckoned you over with two fingers and you moved without thought. Standing between his parted knees, pretty green eyes peered into yours.

“Any way I can help you?” He asked slowly, the seductive tone in his deep voice made you shift on your feet.

You nodded and let out a gasp when his fingers tapped the side of your thigh.

“Use your words, angel.”

Clearing your throat, you let your hands rest on his broad shoulders, and you knew your face was beet red.

“Can daddy help me feel better?”

Eren hummed, smiling up at you in that boyish way that drove you mad. He reached for the top of your skirt and your eyebrows creased in confusion, the little sound you let out made Eren stop his movements before he explained,

“It’s a pretty skirt, angel. I don’t want it to get ruined.”

You nodded, understanding as you stepped out of the material watching as he gently tossed it to the other side of the bed. Using his shoulders for balance before you stood before him in only your panties and bra. Next Eren let his hands wander, fingers dancing across your stretched skin and leaving raised goosebumps in its wake. He kissed your tummy, rubbing your sides and you let your eyes follow his movements, only lightly giggling when his dark locks tickled you here and there.

Letting your panties fall to your ankles, Eren was quick to lower the top of his briefs, his dick was fully erect as it sat heavy between his legs.

“Sit on my lap.” He instructed, helping you straddle him, and you became increasingly aware of how big you’ve gotten as your baby bump fell snug between both your bodies. The cups of your bra barely grazed his chest and you ensured that your knees were as forward as your body was allowed so you wouldn’t fall off when you finally leaned back to look at him.

Eren gave you another smile and a soft kiss to your lips, gently biting down on the bottom one before kissing your jaw as well. His hands went to the top of your bra straps, bringing them down your shoulders slowly before he wrapped his arms completely around the top of your back. As your chests pressed together, you felt the excess liquid trail from your bra between your bodies, but your bump still let you let out a huff as you couldn’t be as close to your husband as before. Judging by the hooded eyes Eren was sporting, you figured he didn’t mind. Your breaths mixed together heavily as your faces were closer than before and you quickly pushed your mouth down onto his. Your tongue running across his lips and the inside of his mouth and you felt his fingers working the hooks of the back of the pretty cotton material.

You moaned into his mouth when you felt the relief of release when he succeeded. Leaning back, you were quick to discard of the heavily damped fabric, your breasts falling heavy and you sighed when Eren took them into his hands. His palms worked the swollen globes in circles, fingers pinching your puffy pretty nipples which caused drops of the thin liquid to fall.

“Oh fuck,” Eren groaned, “They look so fucking good filled up.”

“Augh,” You moaned, head tilting upwards, “Please my dearest.”

Eren kissed the top of your breasts, looking up once more at you and noticing how your eyes had become half-closed in pleasure.

“Is daddy hungry?”

Eren’s head bobbed up and down, his hands pushing your breasts together as he put his face in between. You couldn’t help but giggle a little bit as he motorboated you.

“Can daddy suck on mommy’s tits?” He asked so sweetly that you felt like you could come apart right then and there.

You couldn’t help but grind on him, he was solid and hard as hell from what the two of you were doing. Your slick was wetting him, and you let out a sharp gasp when the tip of his dick slid into you partially. You let out a loud moan of his name when Eren’s hands gripped your hips and pushed himself fully into your heat. He gave you a few moments to adjust to his thick girth, busying himself by kissing and rubbing you everywhere, he raised his hips slightly, giving you the smallest of thrusts that made your head feel fuzzy.

“Please.” You begged in almost a broken cry. It was all it took before Eren latched his mouth onto one of your nipples, the sound of him suckling on them filled the large room. You humped him while he fed, the squelching sounds from where you were connected only made you flush at how wet and ready you were for his dick. The warmth of his mouth made you feel dizzy, his tongue flicking your nipple up and down while the other was being rubbed by his hand. You could feel yourself getting more damp with how hot you felt, and you almost lost it when you looked down just to see that his eyes had closed, and small dribbles of the liquid fell through the sides of his mouth.

You let out a small click of irritation from your tongue, “Daddy’s a messy eater.”

His heavy lashes fluttered open to look up at you and a small pop was let out when he released your nipple, his mouth was tightly closed and looked a bit full as you smiled at him. Giving him a particularly hard thrust, you saw him close his eyes briefly, the pads of his fingers digging into your waist.

“Open.” You instructed.

His lips parted and you saw the pool of liquid immediately leak out and slide down onto his neck and chest. Eren leaned forward and let some of it fall onto your stomach. He looked up at you, one hand grabbing you by the back of your head as he brought you into a sloppy kiss. You tasted the liquid as you two swapped spit and his tongue felt silky as he battled yours for dominance, you broke it first as you took a deep breath and cooed when you saw the thin trail of saliva and milk connecting your mouths before breaking. His Adam’s apple bobbing hard as he swallowed the rest and you attempted to clamp your legs closed on him. He switched to your other breast, repeating the same movements but this time he sucked harder and enticed louder moans from you. You thrusted down onto him faster, and the vibrations from his own moans could be felt on your sensitive nipples.

Feeling yourself near, Eren was quick to grab you under the thighs, he bounced you on his dick while making sure to keep feeding from your leaking breasts. Your tongue lolled out from the sensations, not even caring that you yourself were drooling. Your hands were hanging loosely on his shoulders, the way he held you tighter was appreciated. As well as the view of his ripped muscular body flushing red and hot by the mind-blowing sex you two were having. You could feel the thin excess liquid from his messy eating dripping down your chest and stomach, pooling between the two of you and you put your head back in pleasure once more.

“Daddy! Daddy!” You kept repeating, “I’m going to-I’m going to cum.”

Hearing him swallow a bit, he spoke around the fluid in his mouth, “Cum on my dick mommy, come on.”

A few more hard thrusts and Eren lifted you off as you were mid-orgasm, you squirted all over his thighs and yourself and you screamed his name in a broken cry. Your legs shook from the force and you rested against him for a few seconds before giving him a lazy smile.

“Get on your knees, princess.” He mumbled, you could see him doing his best to keep his mouth closed and you felt a coil of excitement as you had a fair idea of what he wanted to do.

Despite feeling fucked out and sore, and very sticky, you got on your knees in front of him. His hand found your jaw and you looked up at him with the largest puppy eyes you could muster before saying,

“Can daddy spit in my mouth?”

Eren’s dick twitched and he nodded eagerly, tapping your cheek softly you opened your mouth wide and he opened his, slowly letting the liquid fall into yours before spitting the rest right in. Some spilled off the sides of your own mouth and you were quick to spread and rub the substance all over your chest and belly before taking your fingers and rubbing at your already sensitive clit.

“Holy fuck, my girl is dirty.” Eren watched with wide eyes, here you were on your knees with your legs spread. Somewhat heavy with his child and lactating like the good breeding slut he always asked you to be. You gave him a smile, the white traces of the liquid all over your face and you surprised him when you reached for his dick.

You quickly took him into your mouth, Eren groaning loudly as your locks of hair tickled his inner thighs, he gathered your hair in a makeshift ponytail and slightly lifted his hips as he thrusted into your mouth. You gagged as he hit the back of it but made no complaints, letting your tongue swirl as much as the limited room would allow you released him and noticed the thick trail of saliva and milk that connected your mouth to his penis. Spitting on the head, you worked his shaft with your hand, tightening around the base and loosening your grip as you got to the tip. You could see the splashes of your orgasm all over his abs, legs, and the fabrics of the bed. This was definitely one of the messiest things you two had done, but you didn’t care as you put his penis back in your mouth and let your fingers trail across his abdomen, your cum mixing nicely with your breast milk and giving his muscles a sheer shine.

Your head bobbed up and down on him, Eren torn between closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of what you were doing and wanting to keep them open to not miss a second of you being filthy for him.

Forcing his large length down, you fought the urge to gag as he hit the back of your throat and you released him in a loud slurp. You kept working the hardened cock with your hand as you looked up to your husband.

“You look so fucking pretty right now.” Eren blurted and you let out a giggle at his odd comment.

“Take a picture, daddy.” You suggested with a wink, “Might be your only chance.”

He wasted no time and you bit down the laugh as he stretched himself back to the center of the bed where his phone laid. You watched him swipe at the screen and gave the head of his dick a few licks before suckling at it softly. Eren moaned before asking quite boldly,

“Fuck a picture, can I record you?”

You shrugged before smiling innocently, “Sure, as long as you promise not to show anyone.”

“Who the fuck would I-“ Eren stopped midsentence, looking down to see you leaving a few kisses to his shaft as you observed his impressive length and his mind briefly flashed to the memory of his former captain watching you with obvious lust and the way you had been getting quite cozy with him in return.

“I mean-“ Your husband guided himself into your mouth again, you let him slide further and further into your mouth and his next words caused you to loudly choke,

“Levi might like to see what that pretty mouth can do.”

You couldn’t release him, your wide eyes gazing up at his look of indifference and you couldn’t deny the way you tried to clamp your thighs together for some form of friction, the idea of Levi touching himself to the thought of you pregnant, lactating, covered in cum, and sucking off your husband was…intriguing…and your husband seemed to know exactly what you were thinking as you heard the sound of the recording starting.

Taking your hair tightly in his fist, Eren took you off his dick and you gasped for breath softly. You stared at his swollen head and felt a bit too ashamed to look up and you indirectly confirmed your attraction for his former officer. You hadn’t missed the way Levi looked at you for the remainder of the night you had gotten off on Eren’s thigh during game night. Nor did you miss the way he had offered to help you with the dishes and how his arm brushed against yours standing closely, the way he reached around you to grab the drying towel and his body pressed against you before you felt his warm breath against your ear. When Jean began to argue with Zeke over the rules of Uno you had tried to talk to them over the tall breakfast bar dividing the kitchen and living room, your upper body had leaned over the surface as you tried to use your loudest voice but to no avail. Eren had disappeared somewhere and when you felt hands on your hips trying to raise you off the marble, only then had you noticed how much pressure you were placing on your bump to support your weight. You backed up completely into Levi and didn’t miss the sharp intake of breath and your ass pressed firmly against him and he was truly…impressive. Neither of you said anything but you didn’t exactly rush to move.

After the kiss and that entire night, you had been texting a bit more with Levi. The occasional phone call here and there were innocent as you two only spoke about things like work, friends, and tea. It wasn’t that Eren didn’t come up in conversation but seeing that you were getting heavier with his child every day and you were constantly around your husband, most times he was mentioned was followed up with a funny story about Levi kicking the shit out of him or you complimenting how wonderful he had been treating you. Your growing friendship was innocent.

The loud sound of your husband slapping you echoed around your bedroom, your cheek stung as you felt a sudden thrill flood you and you looked up innocently to his dark green eyes, your cheeks throbbed in pain and pleasure as it had been a while since Eren was willfully so rough with you. His phone still recording you as you continued to play with his shaft.

“Just going to play dumb, princess? Gonna act like I don’t see the way he looks at you?”

“Daddy,” You answered sheepishly as you licked the underside of his dick, the tip of your tongue teased his balls and he bucked his hips for a moment, “It doesn’t matter. I’m married to you, I’m pregnant with your child, and I’m horny for your cock right now. So, will you please just cum for me?”

Eren nodded before giving you a smile that you couldn’t deny had made you feel uneasy previous times. The grip on your hair tightened and he fucked your mouth without mercy for the next few minutes. At some point you had started to feel the tears from the corner of your eyes fall and the choking slurpy sounds coming from your mouth only made him go faster.

“I’m going to cum on your face.” Eren announced and you nodded, only receiving a harder thrust that made the fingers on his abdomen muscles pressed harder on the toned skin. The usually tanned flesh was riddles with sharp red lines from your nails scratching and clawing from how harsh he was mouthfucking you. The words coming out of his filthy mouth only degraded you further.

“Who knew I had such a whore for a wife? A breeding bitch who wants to be milked and fucked stupid.”

“Look at my little cumslut, taking me so well into that dirty mouth. Fuck yeah take it all. Don’t be shy.”

“Is my little mommy crying? Crying and choking on daddy’s dick?”

“I’m the only one who can see you like this, got it?” You nodded at that comment, but the sharp slap on your cheek made you whimper and suck harder. You could feel him start to pulse and you rubbed your clit in faster circles, your hips moving as you felt yourself getting dizzier from how hard you were working to get Eren off.

The tug at your hair made you release him, and you gasped for breath, the trail of saliva breaking as you locked eyes with your husband whose face was a sight to behold as he came. Long ropes of cum shot out from the head, the first landing across your face, from your jaw well into the top of your hair. The second landed half into your mouth and the other half on your left cheek. The other spurts came onto your chest and some onto your belly where you quickly smeared it across. You let your tongue hang out as he tapped his head against it to ensure it was all out. You swallowed eagerly and let out a hum when Eren’s thumb caressed your jaw.

His phone was thrown somewhere to the side and you shuffled a little when Eren stood up. You slumped at realizing how exhausted you felt, and you could hear the faucet running in the distance before Eren kneeled next to you, the soft towel was used to clean you up and you gave Eren a smile when he helped you to your feet.

“Shower?” He asked with a laugh, taking your hand in his before the both of you walked towards the running water.

Your fingers were rubbing the shampoo near your husband’s dark roots when he finally talked again, his arms encircled around your large waist and softly rubbing your lower back.

“I know that Levi likes you.” He murmured, your hands stilling as you met his eyes.

“Eren-“

“I can’t exactly say I’m surprised. Everyone knows how incredibly out of my league you are.”

You sighed as you let your soapy hands cup his cheeks, pretty green eyes looked sad and you got on your tip toes to kiss him deeply, the little whine he released only tightened your hold.

“Baby,” You sighed when you finally released him and relaxed in your stance, “When are we going to get over this? This insecurity with each other? First it was Jean, then Historia, now Levi? We’re going to run out of friends if this keeps up.”

He let out a small laugh, and you smiled meekly before continuing, “Levi has been extra nice to me and I can’t stop it if he ends up liking me on a deeper level, but I also know that he cares about you. About all of us.” You gripped his hand and placed it on your stomach, his fingers warm as he glanced down as your exposed bump.

“It doesn’t matter because all that does matter is our family. You, me, and this little one. No more of this, Eren. We are married, we own a house, and we are going to be bringing another being into this world and we can’t waste what little time we have left alone going back and forth on people who are not part of this bubble.”

The warm water was steadily still hitting the two of you, the granite cool to the touch as Eren backed you up against it. Steady green eyes looked into yours as you received a nod in agreement.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. It’s just I know you like him too, Y/N.”

You opened your mouth to argue but the pad of his fingers pressing against your lips stopped you,

“Please don’t try to deny it. I’m your husband and your best friend, I know you better than you know yourself and I know you feel something for the Ackerman. I’m not saying it’s even remotely close to the love you have for me but whether it’s a school crush or some infatuation, I don’t care. You’re my wife, the mother of my child, and I just want us to be honest with each other. It doesn’t mean you love me any less, baby. It just means that your heart is large enough and you are freeenough to be who you are. I just want you to be that way with me, always. Without hesitation or fear.”

“I am not afraid of you.” You quickly replied and held onto his arms a little tighter before sighing, “I was just…afraid of what I felt and that it might hurt you. I choose you every day, and every day I wake up I’m happy because it’s another day with you by my side. I get to know that I’m pregnant with your child and I get to call myself Mrs. Yeager. You are my everything, and if I’m free it’s only because you have taught me how to be.”

You both stared at each other for a few more moments and it was that boyish smile that had you grinning,

“I love you, Mrs. Yeager.”

You kissed him, letting out a yelp when he suddenly grabbed you from your thighs and hoisted you up against the shower. You urged him to be careful, but you knew your husband was strong enough to hold you like so for hours. The feeling of him brushing against your entrance and how ready he seemed to take you only made you blush.

He rubbed his nose sweetly with yours as he slowly began to thrust into you, your breath catching as you leaned your head back on the granite to let out a moan.

“I love you too, Mr. Yeager.” You said, crashing your lips against his before moaning at the harder thrust he gave you. The sounds of skin smacking were drowned out by the rush of the shower, but the sweet nothings and proclamations of love whispered in your ear were louder than ever as you and your husband fucked for the second time that morning in your shared bathroom.

That was the last time you and Eren had sex and you let out a deep sigh as you finished your makeup. You were now twenty-six weeks pregnant and it was also day five since you had seen your husband in person. The week that followed that morning went about normally, you and Eren had been able to go into town and find outfits for the wedding and you only got mildly annoyed with the endless comments on how big and beautiful you looked with that pregnancy “glow” that you were pretty sure was just summer sweat. If it hadn’t been for Eren’s kind smiles and whispered promises to reward you if you promised not to snap at the fifth person who rubbed your belly, you don’t know how you would have survived. The rest of the week had gone by well, you were both busy with work as you were trying to squeeze in as many work hours as you could before you were to be put on maternity leave and before summer would begin. By the time you would get home, you and Eren would have dinner followed by him doing extra work in his study and you catching up on grading papers. By the time you two would shower and get in bed, you just wanted to cuddle and talk about random things. The sex you had together was one of the dirtiest and wildest things you two had done in a good while and your breasts had since then reduced in leaking, so the urge to jump each other was pretty much extinguished. However, that following Friday, your husband informed you that he had to leave for a business trip on Monday and would be back by Wednesday. He was two days late and despite his constant texting and video calls, you felt emotional and lonely without him. The group had tried their best to constantly keep you company, Levi had even stopped by every day since to help with dinner and friends of groups of two or three would always join. Nonetheless, it was the times when you would get ready for bed, double check the house locks, and cuddle with the largest pillow while Eren snored softly through the mobile device perched on your nightstand that made you sad. You missed his warmth and his kisses, more than once you woke up from a sudden night terror and reached for him on instinct. You blamed the release of large hormones on your sudden change in sleep behavior, as well as the anxiety you felt from being alone in such a large house. It wasn’t the first time Eren had to leave for business trips, you even remembered the time he had been gone for almost a month as his business expanded on a global scale, but this time was different. You were pregnant with your first child and with Eren being so tall, muscular, and having the military background experience, you couldn’t lie that it was a bit intimidating that you couldn’t even go to the second landing without huffing for air.

Either way, whenever Mikasa would drop you off from work (She had volunteered to carpool until Eren came back and your feet didn’t feel so swollen) she would do a round around the house, as would Galliard, Zeke, Levi and even Jean that one afternoon he had picked up his son from tutoring and playdate with Kira, Aloisa, and Alexander at yours while their parents went out for fun (it’s not like you could drink with them anyway). You felt lucky having such a supportive team around you and this morning was no different.

“Hey,” Galliard poked his head into your bedroom, arms bracing his weight on the doorframe as his eyes scanned the large room in search of you, his eyes were calm as he politely asked, “Do you mind if I make myself a sandwich before we go? I forgot to pack a lunch before I left the apartment and I like that fancy cheese you two get.”

You smiled at him and released a small laugh, walking over to him you poked his stomach, “I’ll make your lunch if you help me put on my shoes.”

“Deal.” He immediately replied, making way to your shared closet as you sat on the bench in front of your bed.

“By the gods, why do women insist on having so many damn pairs of shoes!” Galliard exclaimed making you laugh even harder before you called, “It’s the pair of flats with the pretty bow in the front.”

You heard shuffling and a loud bang followed by a string of curse words and another thump of something falling before Galliard muttered, “He won’t even notice.”

Six pairs of flats were put in front of you and you almost felt bad at not specifying which pair with the pretty bow you meant. You honestly didn’t even see the pair you were talking about and you internally winced when you realized you had actually left them in the foyer by the door. Seeing how excited and proud of himself Galliard was, you decided not to say anything and picked the nude ones Sasha had bought you for your birthday. After helping you ease into them, Galliard grabbed both your hands and helped you to your feet.

“Oof,” You huffed, and the stupid grin on your friend’s face made you roll your eyes, “Not a word Porco.”

“You’re getting so big,” His hand rubbed your tummy, his smile sweet even though you were fighting the urge to smack the crap out of him, “It’s like a squishy watermelon.”

“Wow Galliard. You sure know how to sweet talk a girl.”

You made way to the kitchen, seeing that the both of you still had time before he had to give you a lift to work so you could finish off some paperwork from the board. Starting on the lunch, you were just cutting up the apple slices when you felt Porco come up behind you.

“What the hell are you-“

“Wait! Just stand still, I saw this online thing where if you lift a woman’s baby bump, it helps ease their back pain.” Instead of shoving him off, you allowed his hands to come around and under your tummy. You actually knew what video Porco was referring to and had been meaning to ask Eren to try it with you but seeing as how your husband was out of town and Porco had already decided to invade your space you shrugged a what the hell.

His hands felt warm as they interlocked, his breath warm as it fanned across the top of your head and he counted down, “3…2…and 1.”

Immediately you felt a weight off your back, shoulders, and abdomen. Your feet for the first time didn’t feel like two cement blocks attached to your legs and you didn’t even fight the moan of relief that escaped your mouth as you leaned back onto Galliard. The muscles on his chest flexing and the sudden weight he was supporting. You could hear him laughing before hearing the front door opening.

“Um-“ Pieck called, “Are we interrupting?”

Being careful not to suddenly let go, Galliard looked up to Zeke, Pieck, and Niccolo and smiled at how you hadn’t even moved an inch.

“I’m helping her back pain.” He motioned to his stance with his eyes, “Got it from some video online.”

“Oh!” Zeke rushed to the both of you, “I’ve seen this too! Can I try?”

Galliard nodded and you consented, feeling him slowly lower your stomach you almost hissed at the undeniable stretch of weight before Zeke who was so much taller than Galliard and bulkier took his place. He had that familiar scent like Eren’s and when you closed your eyes it almost felt as if your husband was the one holding your stomach. You laughed when Pieck cheered, “My turn! My turn!”

“Here Galliard,” You handed the lunchbox to your friend, taking it from your hands you continued, “I put a cheese stick and some pretzels for a snack.”

“She also cut the fruit into little hearts and flowers. Really pretty.” Niccolo said from behind you, his grip a little firmer as he held your baby’s weight.

“I’m a grown man!” Galliard complained, “What are the guys gonna think when they see me munching on some heart shaped strawberries! They’ll think I’m some pansy ass-OH! A go-gurt!”

Pieck looked at you in confusion before you elaborated, “Eren likes them.”

“It’s like my little brother never grew up.” Zeke sighed.

Fixing the last of the papers you yawned, stretching your arms in front of you, you let out a long sigh. Looking around the classroom, you smiled at how clean it was for the first time in weeks. Summer vacation was finally in full swing and as much as you missed your kids, the peaceful atmosphere was a nice change compared to how hectic it could get. You got up from your seat, the smallest of grunts reminding you on how big you were getting. Looking down at your figure you were seriously curious on whether or not you truly only were carrying one child. Walking towards some shelves on the side you reached for a manilla folders to place the important documents in.

Eren walked into the building, the smell of floor cleaner and some other pungent odor reminding him of old times as he approached the front office. Walking in, he locked eyes with the front desk attendant. She was obviously new as the one he was used to seeing was probably older than the entire building, approaching her he let an easy smile stretch across his face.

“Hi, just signing in under visitors.”

The girl whose front desk tag read, “B. Purcell.” Looked incredibly flustered, all that was running through her mind were questions about the incredibly tall and hot guy standing in front of her. She stuttered as she gave Eren the clipboard and noticed how nice his hands were as he gave it back, the flower bouquet in one of them also complimented nicely.

“W-who are you visiting today Mr.-“ She glanced at the clipboard, “Mr. Yeager?”

“That would be Ms. Y/L/N.” Eren still felt it odd sometimes to call you by your maiden name at school, not that he minded. When you informed him that you wanted to keep your original last name for professional circumstances, he was nothing but supportive. Outside the workplace you were Mrs. Yeager, and with Eren you were his princess, angel, and everything else in between. He knew how important it was to you to eventually work your way up in your career, however you chose to represent yourself was up to you and as your husband, Eren only wanted to love and support you through it. He didn’t feel intimidated, he was secure enough in himself and your marriage that you choose not to take his last name in these circumstances was honestly not a big deal. It was just times when men would try to advance on you that Eren felt irked, that’s why he had chosen and crafted you with the largest engagement ring he could find.

“Oh, how nice of you to visit a friend. I’ve met her, she’s…nice.” The tone she used made a crease form between Eren’s eyebrows. She gave him a sticky paper and a marker, and he knew he had to scribble his name on the poor excuse of a visitor’s pass.

“Yeah, she is.”

“It’s such a shame she’s not prettier.” She went on and this time Eren sighed as he stuck the stupid name tag on his dress shirt. Obviously the new girl knew next to nothing about his wife.

“She’s not a friend.” He stated simply and by the look of surprise on her face, he was hoping the scowl on his face made it clear that she was crossing a line. The dense girl did not get it.

“Oh, is she related to you or?”

“Eren?” A new voice chirped, turning his head he saw Mikasa walking in. By the stack of folders in her hands he knew she was probably turning in paperwork for the end of the semester.

“Hey sis.”

“I’m so happy you’re home again!” She put the folders to the side and embraced him.

“Ms. Ackerman,” the annoying secretary called, “Do you know Mr. Yeager?”

“Yes,” Eren picked up on her sharp tone and came to the conclusion that this person was obviously not easy to like, “He’s my brother.”

Eyebrows rose in surprise and curiosity but before she could further question Mikasa said, “Are you here to see Y/N? She’s missed you.”

“Yes. I’m actually heading over now. Galliard told me he dropped her off and I asked him to let me surprise her. How was she?”

Mikasa waved him off, “You know her. She’s a tough bird. However, I’m worried about how much time she’s spending on her feet. It can’t be good for her being so far along in the pregnancy.”

Nodding in agreement, they almost forgot about the unwanted third party until she spoke again, “So does she even know who the father is? I heard so many guys like her, she must have like a great personality or something because she’s not that pretty.”

Mikasa looked ready to kill her, but the sudden head bump she got from Eren stopped her.

“Yeah…you’re looking right at him.” His eyes shifted to meet hers, “I’m her husband.”

The way her mouth was opening, and closing would’ve made anyone laugh if it were not for the circumstances. The smirk on Mikasa’s face did not go unnoticed and even Eren couldn’t help feeling a bit amused, but for anyone to have called you anything short of beautiful did get under his skin.

“Y-you’re her husband?” She raised a finger and Eren nodded, “But how-she’s just so-“

“Out of my league, I know.” Eren cut her off, “I consider myself lucky to have a wife as beautiful as her, but what really drew me to her was how kind and caring she is.”

“Don’t forget about her butt.” Mikasa surprised Eren by her comment, but he knew it was most likely the circumstances causing her to get out of her comfort zone. “You always chat up the guys about how fit she is.”

“My wife is quite the looker.” Eren laughed, “I bought these for her, do you think she’ll like them?”

Looking over the rather large assemble of flowers, Mikasa nodded in approval.

“She’ll love them. I’m not sure if she’ll have room though, everyone keeps buying her stuff before her maternity leave. Mrs. Rodriguez got her some baby books, Miss Emma got her flowers, as did Coach Swain and even Ms. Walker from the band hall-“

“Derek Swain?” Eren interrupted and Mikasa couldn’t help but laugh a bit.

“Oh no, don’t tell me you’re still jealous of Derek? They dated ages ago, Eren.”

That didn’t stop the crease between his eyebrows from forming and the secretary’s muttered curse was heard.

“What the fuck? She even bagged Swain? He’s crazy hot.”

The sound of annoyance made her look at a very pissed off Yeager and she was quick to excuse herself and skedaddle to the backroom.

Mikasa stifled her next laugh when she saw the look of obvious jealousy and irritation on her brother’s features, “You have seriously got to work on your anger issues. She’s six months pregnant with your child, you’ve been married for years, and he’s just being nice. Flowers and lunch does not suddenly mean that she’s going to drop everything and-“

“They went to lunch?”

“Shit.” Mikasa murmured and watched as her brother suddenly marched to the exit.

“Later, Mikasa.” He looked like a man on a mission and she figured it best to not probe any further as he made way to your classroom.

You let out a small groan in discomfort as you moved the folders to the upper shelf behind your desk. You had been sitting for hours as you tried to hurry to finish everything for the beginning of summer. Galliard would be there soon to pick you up and you thought it best to spend the rest of the time on your feet so he wouldn’t have to hoist you up again, but you forgot how much strain it was on your lower back and now you were debating on sitting back down. Looking down at the desk you smiled a bit, things were slowly clearing up and you only had two more folders to go. One, in regard to students in athletics and the other for the board to review your plan for funding summer meals. Your classroom was modest in size and decorated with colors and liveliness, it always smelled of flowers and you weren’t sure if it was because of the aroma therapy you had set up in the corner near the reading corner, your perfume, or the countless arrays of flower bouquets people had given you. Eren leaned against the doorway, watching as you turned to put another folder behind you and the roundness of your breasts and tummy in the pretty sundress you wore made him forget for a moment why he was ever upset to begin with. You really were a sight to behold in his eyes, he meant it when he said he felt lucky to have you in his life, these past few months had been hectic and out of his element. The nights you woke him up to get you mango ice cream from across town had him cursing the whole ride over, but when you’re face lit up when he came back home, it made it worth it each time. These past few days were hell for him, the nights were even worse. Whenever Eren would wake up and reach for you and your swollen bump, he would freak out momentarily before remembering where he was. The hotel room was cold and empty, the blandness of it all made him miss you and your sweet scent. He had missed your morning kisses and the way you would cry over every little thing, even that one time you cried because Eren had slammed one of the kitchen cabinets too roughly and you thought he hated you. Eren had done his best not to laugh as he reassured you that it wasn’t true, going as far as wiping your tears with his thumbs and eating you out on the kitchen floor. Seeing you now was exactly why he had rushed home, mumbling the quickest goodbyes to Armin and Reiner as he all but hauled ass out of the building. You hadn’t noticed his presence and his voice was smooth and husky as he spoke,

“I’ve missed you, Mrs. Yeager.”

Your head snapped up at the sound of his voice, turning to meet those pretty green eyes you missed so much before you stumbled over your tongue-

“Eren?” You took a few steps, arms opened wide and you let out the loudest shriek as you rushed to your husband, “Er-e-e-e-n!”

Eren couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped him as you quickly wobbled over to him, he could swear your stomach had grown over the last five days and as you were finally close enough, he picked you up and twirled you slowly into the classroom. The small cry of happiness only made him hold you tighter.

“Oh baby! I missed you so much!” You yelled when he finally put you down, you remained in the comfort of your husband’s arms. Getting on the tips of your toes to kiss him, he met you halfway quite eagerly and you missed the way he rubbed at your sides. Kissing for a few more minutes, you released him, rubbing your nose with his gently before giving him a large smile.

His hands cupped your cheeks, thumbs stroking your skin softly as he pecked your lips a few more times before saying, “My wife Is so cute.”

Stepping away he bent down to retrieve the bouquet of flowers he had dropped, presenting you with all your favorite colors and you visibly swooned at how romantic he could be.

“My love! They’re beautiful!” You gasped, taking them and quickly heading over to an empty vase on your desk. You tore the plastic film off, dropping them and carefully shifting the flowers to your liking. You smiled at Eren who had followed closely behind, his cheeks coated in red and you reached a hand to brush from his temple to his jaw. The blush deepened as he gave you a sheepish smile.

“I love them, thank you.”

He nodded, bending down to steal another kiss and you shifted closer to him on instinct, taking in his cologne that you missed so much and laughing when he called you out.

“Are you smelling me again?”

Pushing him away, you went back to the files on your desk, “Don’t act as if you haven’t been taking in my scent this entire time too.”

“Baby, I smelled you down the hall.” He laughed, looking over to the corner of the room, “Seriously it always smells of flowers and-“ He sniffed once more, “something sweet.”

“Oh, some of the kids were eating candies earlier.” You opened a drawer and he peeked inside just to chuckle, the confiscated sweets were right next to your stash of fruit gummies and sugar less gum.

“Such a stick in the mud, my angel.”

You pouted before sticking out your tongue at him. He bopped your nose and sat on top of one of the desks, “Go ahead and finish up. I want to go home and make up for lost time.”

You flushed at his words, blushing even deeper at how thoughtful he sounded which was so unlike Eren. He wasn’t a mean hard-headed guy, his youthful days building quite the shitty reputation that followed him well into adulthood. Sure, he could be stoic, unexpressive, and at times a bit overwhelming, but you knew how firm he was on his beliefs, how he saw the world through a realistic set of eyes and how that often-made people uncomfortable. Eren wasn’t given a fair life, he had been dealt some shitty cards and you knew all about the horrors of his past, even the ones he personally caused. He had grown-up eventually, moving past what held him back and wanting nothing more but a life of peace. That’s where you often came to mind, you gave Eren the space to be himself and you treated him as your equal, never looking down at him but also never putting him on a pedestal for which he was thankful for. You humbled him and hearing how lovely the word home rolled off his tongue only filled you with warmth.

“Okay.” You murmured, going back to the few papers as Eren sat on top of one of the desks. You fought the urge to scold him, reminding yourself how much you missed him and only smiled a bit before getting back to it.

You didn’t really feel Eren’s staring at you, too entranced at the new requests for prospective athletes to be given extensions on assignments and you clicked your tongue in irritation before writing down you request to hold a meeting with the coaches. Your husband couldn’t get enough of how adorable you looked, he had already taken three photos of you, the sundress really complimented your skin tone and the swell of your tummy only added to your glowing figure. The crease between your eyebrows made him wonder what it was that had you getting upset and he shifted slightly when he heard you click your tongue, the fire in your eyes was a rarity but it made him feel like a schoolboy all over again and you were the teacher he most definitely had a crush on. Your hair was tied up and Eren tilted his head in a smile as he noted the pencil that was holding up the pretty locks. He thought about what he was about to say twice, then he realized that he was no longer a schoolboy, but instead he was a businessman, and you were his very scholarly, very pregnant, very irresistible wife the words came out smoothly.

“Let me fuck you on the desk.”

“Eren!” You squeaked; his tone was so casual that you dropped the stack of post it notes in hand. You looked flustered as he raised his eyebrows at you in amusement and he noticed how you softly bit your bottom lip before glancing to the door. Eren was quick on his feet and moved with such a quickness that you quietly giggled. You watched your husband close the door, making his way back to you and taking turns looking between you and the desk. He looked way too excited and you raised an eyebrow,

“You planned this?”

He shook his head while smirking, “Oh, I hoped for it.”

“Anyone could walk in on us or look through the small window.”

Eren only shrugged, “We’ll have to be quick then.”

Rolling your eyes, you scoffed at how aloof he seemed, “How romantic.”

Stepping closer, you felt his hand softly grasp your chin, tilting you head up at him while his other hand began to explore your backside. You were almost flush against him now that your stomach had grown in size and you noticed how quickly you seemed to run out of breath around your very attractive husband.

“Now, angel. Don’t be rude, we’re married and in love. Even if they do catch us, I’m pretty sure they’ll understand and well who gives a shit? Now be a good teacher for daddy and get on the desk.”

You felt yourself blush as you nodded. Looking at the desk and quickly saying, “Wait! Let me just put this in the pile-“

It was taken from your grasp and Eren read the scribbled front name, his eyebrows coming down in a crease and you came to the realization of what name he had read.

“That fucking Derrick Swine.”

“It’s not Swine-” You began to correct him but the look in his eyes quickly shut you up.

“I heard he bought you flowers…and lunch.”

“Baby,” You warned, “Come on I dated him years ago and it went nowhere. He’s a colleague and nothing more.”

“Which flowers?” Eren began to look around at the vast array of vases before turning back to you, your mouth was slightly agape, and he gave you a pointed look that further pushed you to answer him. Instead, you glanced near the shelves at a particular blue vase that held an array of daisies and tulips. Eren clicked his tongue when he saw it, noticing how much smaller it was compared to the bouquet he bought you and joked-

“Well…that makes two things I beat him in size for.” He looked at you as if for silent confirmation, but you just seemed confused. Eren shook out a laugh as he kissed your head, forgetting that you really did go nowhere with that Swine and he felt better for it.

“Leave it.” He muttered, putting it back on your desk and before you got the chance to protest, Eren hoisted you up onto the sturdy piece of furniture. You were heavier than before, and he noticed the way your thighs had grown in width and internally groaned at how much you were turning him on. Fingers brushed your temple, before going into your hair and you felt the thick locks of hair loosen as Eren removed the pencil holding them up. You were a sight to behold with swollen lips, flushed cheeks, and a low-cut collar that reminded your husband of the last time he suckled on the plump flesh before coating you in his hot cum.

“Lay back, love.” You could only nod, laying back and flinching when your hand bumped a small cup of your favorite pens. You were grateful that the school computer and monitor was stationed on the table next to the desk as you laid down, the upper half of your head not having any support from where the desk ended and you brought your legs up, Eren grabbed you by the back of your knees. Your flesh was soft and warm in his large hands and you didn’t stifle the moan of anticipation when he pulled you closer and your clothed pussy made contact with his front, the excitement of being near you noticeable by the bulge that greeted you.

Fingers moved the pretty lace to the side, your dress bunching up around your hips, and you brought your hand to cover your mouth when Eren began to rub your cunt. Fingers worked wonders as he found your clit and spread your juices everywhere, your breathing was grounding heavier and the kisses he left on your exposed chest only made you tug at his hair.

“I missed you, missed this.” He rubbed faster, eyelashes fluttering as green eyes found yours. Your hips bucked up and you gave a smirk.

“Did you think of me while you were gone?” You couldn’t help but ask, the nights were lonely after all, the both of you so tired that by the time the two of you could be on the phone, only bits and pieces of both your days could be shared before one (Usually you) would begin to speak nonsense from sleepiness before eventually lulling off to restless slumber.

“Every minute of every day.” Eren hummed, kissing a path from your cheek to the dip between your collarbones, “Reiner had to nudge me to focus up during meetings a few times. All I kept thinking was how much I needed you…needed you like this.”

You were shy when you asked the next question, the swirls on the ceiling suddenly seeming so interesting as Eren inserted two fingers inside you, fingers curling in the spongey front that had your thighs trembling.

“Did you-Did you touch yourself?” You whispered the last bit, feeling your cheeks turn a crimson red as your hands gripped his shoulders. Eren shifted into your line of vision and that boyish grin had you calming down before gasping as he fingered you faster.

“I did, it wasn’t even close to the same.” He gave a kiss to your nose and you raised your head and caught him by surprise as you kissed him deeply. You nipped at his bottom lip, boldly licking across the top and Eren took his fingers out you, making you whine silently in protest but watching as he disconnected your shared lips and stood at his full height.

His lips were now as bruised and plump as yours, the smears of your lipstick staining around his chin and his eyes were hooded as he ran his hands all over you. He pulled your panties off, the material shoved into his front pocket, but you could still see some of the lace peeking out.

“Did mommy touch herself while I was gone?”

You don’t know why you felt a bit embarrassed at his question, you looked to the side as you released a nervous laugh and only looked back to your husband when you heard him shuffle. Eren began to unbutton his dress shirt, the muscles of his chest coming to view and as quickly as you could, you sat up. Reaching out for him and swatting his hands. He watched in bemusement on how quickly you worked his shirt, fingers dipping in between every abdominal muscle along the way and you bit your lip as you began to work the buckle of his belt.

“Leave it on.” you said when he tried to take off his shirt, his nod being the only response you got before his hands cupped your cheeks and left multiple kisses upon your lips. Your hand freed his cock from its confines, thumb brushing the tip and you tried to close your legs when his moan was felt in your mouth.

You reached one hand up and let your fingers thread through the pretty brown locks before bringing him closer to your body, lips brushing across his cheek as Eren leaned his weight a bit more on you, his moans and groans deep as you kept moving your hand up and down his hard length. When you paid extra attention to the sensitive tip, your mouth met the shell of his ear and you found the confidence to murmur your answer to his previous question,

“Twice.”

“Ah-h-h, fuck.” Your husband moaned, cheeks the reddest you’ve seen in a while and you didn’t fight him as he shoved you a bit roughly back onto the desk. Your legs were once more supported onto the bend of his elbows.

Eren looked so pretty with his eyes heavy and a hazy look across his face, you wanted him to ruin you completely and make you forget how lonely you had been feeling the past few days. You were never alone, granted, but no matter how many times Erwin let you hold his hand, Galliard let you lean on him, Moblit and Connie helped you at work, or even Levi ruffled your hair, there was the most obvious void that these men could not fill. Although, and you would never admit this to your husband, the one time when Levi came over three days ago to help you with dinner, you had miscalculated a step and almost hit your stomach on the corner of the marble countertop; fortunately, Levi was quicker and spun the two of you around. Unfortunately, he received the sharp blow and the small but noticeable grimace he gave filled you with guilt. His blue button up showed small spots of blood and you were fast to grab the first aid kit and bandage up the rough scratch. You hadn’t missed the way his body felt pressed against yours, nor did you fail to notice how he looked at you with in silent yearning. After he was patched up and the two of you set the chicken to roast, he thanked you quietly. The tug on your hoodie was a bit rough and the brief kiss placed on your mouth couldn’t even be dwelled on as he began to work on the side dishes. Suffice to say, you were red the rest of the time and you had to admit you sat a bit too closely to him during your shared meal.

You weren’t even sure if you felt guilty. Levi was a most trusted friend and advisor to your husband, ever since your pregnancy, Eren had relied a bit more on others to help aid you through the changes in your life. A huge step as your husband had had a knack for being so closed off and broody. You knew you had to talk to Levi soon, his affections were flattering but they were not worth it if the cost was the man you devoted your heart to and have decided to start a family with. You didn’t know if the best idea was to tell your husband, if there was one thing for certain it’s that if Eren’s suspicions were correct and the two of you shared more than just feelings but intimate touches as well, he would feel the most betrayed. The way Eren was currently rubbing his length across your folds had you releasing a moan, the look of utter content on his beautiful features has you forgetting for a moment just how much of a slut you had been feeling like behind his back. You felt the sudden need to remind yourself just how good you had it, tugging on one side of his open shirt and Eren sunk into you easily, both your arousals making you wet enough to accept the welcomed intrusion. Once he was completely bottomed out in you, you felt the slight tickle of his pubic hair lie heavily against your opened thighs. He thrusted a few times, trying to find his steady rhythm and you couldn’t help yourself as you moved your own hips upwards to meet his. Your small whines and mewls informed him on how much faster and harder you wanted him to go and Eren leaned his body over yours, smirk devilish as he encouraged you.

“That’s it baby, fuck yourself on my cock.”

You let your head roll back, the sounds of your desk squeaking and straining against the tile floors made you hot and flush at the fact that just about anyone could catch you two. A well-respected educator who was pregnant laid out on the desk with her tits and cunt out getting railed by a prominent businessman with the body of a Greek god who happened to be her husband. You went on like that for a while, you honestly last track of time and you let yourself get a bit comfortable with being a little loud, you knew the school was basically empty with the holidays and Eren was right. You two were married and madly in love, you had missed him terrible, and you were heavy with his child…and judging by the way he was fucking you, you wouldn’t find it impossible for him to impregnant you again in this position. Your quiet mewls were encouraged, tongues clashing and fighting each other for dominance but the way Eren kept nipping at your bottom lip and pawing at your tummy was enough to make your pussy clamp down on him harder. You could see the thin sheen of swear on his neck and chest and you could only imagine how dazed you looked. His thrusts were consistent and with you squeezing him and practically sucking him in, neither of you were going to last long.

Eren’s eyes flickered up by instinct looking towards the small window on the door and met a familiar pair of eyes. He gave you a particularly hard thrust and a gasped moan was released from your lips, your nails dug harder onto his chest and the red lines were visible. Derek Swain had no idea what to do, his face red in embarrassment and in envy at the fact that he never got to touch you the way your husband was, he never even stood a chance at bedding you or eliciting such sounds, and your baby bump was a constant reminder of how devoted your body and self was to Eren Yeager. He was happy for you, of course. He always knew you would make a wonderful mother and he knew it was something you had always wanted. However, he had to admit that he was often green with envy over the fact that you would be bearing a child with someone else, in particular with the guy he considered a control freak. He wasn’t the only one who thought that way, times where your name would enter a conversation between the male teachers, coaches, and administrators were always followed with positive compliments on your great work ethic, stunning features, and well-rounded personality; nonetheless, it was the mentions of your choice in husband that brought your reputation down. They all thought Eren was a douche, his military record was impressive, but they found him cocky, hot-headed, and too handsome for his own damn good. They knew it wasn’t money you were drawn to, your salary was more than capable of taking care of you and supporting a small family, you were kind and strong with no underlying agendas, so to see you so submissive to a man who now confirmed his suspicions on being rough in bed, was a wonder. Why in the world did it have to be this guy? So many of them thought, the way Eren always took the lead and had you close to his side through events, the times where you would speak of him with such obvious fondness and undisputable love that they firmly believed the grown man did not deserve was irking to say the least. Nor were they able to dismiss the rather impressive size diamond on your ring finger you would unintentionally flash every time you spoke with your hands that only continued to confirm how seemingly rich he was on top of being good-looking and utterly impossible to intimidate. The idea of one day eventually having to coach a son who was the spitting image of his father didn’t settle completely with Swain who obviously still held feelings for you. Feelings that would never be reciprocated and the loud moan that followed in that moment only further confirmed and hurt his shredded ego.

“Daddy!” You swiveled your hips harder, Eren seeming to react to your words and gripping you harder by the legs, the pads of his fingers surely leaving bruises and you could do nothing but let your hands fall to the desk. You gazed up at him lovingly, his dick twitching in your wet slick and you saw how much harder he flexed his impressive abs. You were so lost in the cloud of lust that you hadn’t even noticed how your husband’s eyes only flickered to you for a moment before looking away, one of his hands squeezing your throat and making you pant harder. When he saw Eren smirk at him, eyes flickering down to the way your hands shot out to the sides of the desk, hand bumping a cup that held your writing utensils and not even flinching when they crashed to the floor. You seemed to like being chocked and ruined in such a compromising position, your usually composed and well-preserved self was anything but shy as your moans echoed off the class walls and you begged your husband for another baby, an impossible task but it didn’t stop Eren from grinning at you while encouraging such filth from your mouth.

“Yeah, baby? My little slut wants more of daddy?”

“Yes!” You gasped, your other hand knocking over a small metal folder holder.

“Fuck take it. Take it.” He emphasized with every thrust, you felt him in the deepest parts of you and you could do nothing but let your head grow fuzzy as his name was the only thing you could repeat,

“Eren. Eren. Eren. I-Oh, Ere-e-en.” You knew he was fucking you stupid, but you couldn’t deny how sexy he was and how lucky you felt knowing he was yours and by the way his dick kept flexing in you, how lucky he felt knowing you were all his in return.

It took everything for the coach not to take out his dick right then and there and jerk himself off.

“Is that you can say wife-y? What’s wrong?” He was only teasing you, fingers moving to play with your clit, but you were feeling generous and didn’t mind his ridicules, instead you actually wanted to play along.

“Daddy’s fucking me too hard,” You blushed, “Making princess feel dumb.”

“Oh? Should I stop then?” You shook your head with such vigor that the deep chuckle he released only made you try to close your thighs for more friction. Eren raised an eyebrow, seemingly forgetting that the two of you had an audience that was still unbeknownst to you and instead focusing on making you come.

It didn’t take much, a few more thrust and rubs on your clit and you were quickly gasping out, “I’m close, I’m so close.”

He rammed into you impossibly harder, your thighs turning a bright red with each smack and the growing noises were forgotten as you felt the familiar coiling in your stomach. You also felt the familiar buildup and your eyes grew wide with worry,

“Eren, I might squirt!”

His eyes grew wide in excitement and you knew that he didn’t care about the possible mess you would make. If there was one thing he loved it was you being messy because of his cock. His thrusts became faster and your orgasm racked through your body so harshly that you screwed your eyes shut. You were a vision to behold and Eren followed with his own right after, the spurts of white cum coated your inner walls and could be felt shooting inside your already fertilized womb. The mixture of fluids was too much for you and your pussy contracted and spurt out both your cums in heavy drops on and around your desk. You felt it trail down your ass and pool underneath and even Coach Swain could see the steady rain as it coated your husband’s abs and pool on the tile floor. Your body slumped, worn out beyond belief and you could hardly register the kisses Eren was leaving you until he captured your lips with his. His tongue explored your mouth as he slipped out of you, the small whimper you released only made him whisper the sweetest things to you, hands kneading the flesh of your inner thighs and pussy. You laid there, legs hanging off the side as Eren grabbed the box of tissues on your desk and began to clean you up. Your dress was adjusted before he put you in a seating position and he was even kind enough to attempt to fix your hair and fix your exposed chest.

Another kiss was given, pretty green eyes smiling as he said, “Did I mention how much I missed you?”

You giggled, arms circling around his neck and you laid your head on his chest.

“I love you, Mr. Yeager.”

“Hm-m-m.” He hummed, tilting your chin up and kissing your forehead so gently that you felt yourself melt all over again, “And I love you, angel.”

You two cleaned up, fixing your clothes and you felt a bit bad of how out of order and flushed Eren looked, his hair sticking to his forehead and you could only imagine how you looked. You threw a pencil at Eren when he mentioned your after sex glow and told you to pass it off as a pregnancy glow.

Once everything was tidied up, you snatched the folder from where it was and walked out of the room, turning off the light and locking it behind you before Eren interlocked once of your hands with his. He was holding your bag for you and you had to admit how sweet he could be sometimes, his cheeks blushing at your flattery before grumbling a small threat under his breath.

“Shut up or I’ll make you give me road head.”

“I’d do that either way.” You winked, giggling as you approached the entrance. You turned to the front office and almost cheered at how lucky you were.

“Baby, wait! I have to give this to the front office!” You waved the folder, Eren looking to see a familiar face and smirking again. He led the way and held the door for you, you sliding in and trying not to look as guilty as you felt for fucking your husband just a few moments prior.

“Coach Swain!” You called; the man stiffened where he stood at hearing your voice. He turned to look at you—well technically he was looking anywhere but you—and you did your best at a friendly smile.

“I have those extension papers for you. If you don’t mind, I’ve suggested a board meeting to discuss the details the coaches are requesting. I don’t think extensions will help our athletes, It may only prompt them to procrastinate more so I suggest cutting back on practice and adding in a study hour throughout the week, that way they could feel on the same page as a team and it’ll be fairer for the non-athletic students.”

“Uh-um, I’ll see.” His hand shot out, still not looking at you and you tilted your head.

“Is everything okay, coach?” You reached out to him, your husband immediately tugging at the back of your dress and you were forced to halt your actions. The coach didn't miss the way the upper half tightened on your already strained breasts. You looked annoyedly at Eren, not seeing the coach staring at your chest but seeing Eren give you a pointed look made you huff and accept his jealously to stop you from touching your ex.

Swain finally looked at you, not understanding how you could look so composed and intimidating when just a moment ago you were allowing the man standing behind you nail you on your desk and call you every filthy thing under the sun. He could still see your milk heavy breasts jiggling as well as your round tummy blocking the view of what he knew was a beautiful tight cunt. Judging by the peeks he saw of your husband’s cock; it was large enough to make you submit. His gaze shifted to Eren, whose face was as stoic and calm as ever, he even looked bored to be there. He quirked an eyebrow at the coach as if daring him to say something. His eyes flickered to Eren’s outfit, the crumpled shirt, the two buttons not even fixed and the small peek of purple lace from his front pocket reminding him of his place.

“Everything…is fine.” He grounded out, he took the folder from your grasp, not missing the small yet noticeable wet stain near the bottom and he knew he was going to jerk one out once he was in the comfort of his office to it, imagining himself in Eren’s place then feeling guilty afterwards for pining over a married soon to be mother who was also his ex-girlfriend. He was pathetic and it only pissed him off how your husband Eren seemed to know exactly just that. The tilt of his lips only enraging him more.

“I got to go. Bye Ms. Y/L/N.” He nodded to Eren before hauling ass out and you turned to your husband in confusion, which he seemed to return.

“That was weird.”

“I told you he still likes you.”

“Oh, my dearest, enough of that.” You hushed him, getting on the tips of your toes to kiss him. You had even forgotten about the secretary, wishing her a nice summer break and only getting more confused when she turned red and muttered under her breath when Eren shot her a dirty look. She knew exactly what the two of you had done, not missing the mismatched buttons on your husband or the way your hair was messed up from the back.

You both walked to the car hand in hand, you hummed the entire time Eren opened your door and helped you put on your seatbelt. You undid it only a few minutes into the drive, your husband chuckling as you undid his belt for the second time that day and taking him into your mouth. He almost crashed twice and by the time you got home, and he pulled into the garage. He reclined his seat back to let you finish him off. You were as eager to please as ever and that was the only time he wished you weren’t pregnant so you could climb over and straddle his lap to ride him. Instead, he had you bend over the hood of the car and had you well on your back on the sleek metal by the time the both of you came again.

You were cutting up the onions for dinner, the soft music in the background making you feel happy at the fact that you could cuddle up to Eren tonight instead of a pillow.

“Hey babe!” He called from your shared bedroom and you hummed in response, “…Why is my entire shirt rack on the floor?”

You let out a bark of laughter, shaking your head as you thought: So that’s what Galliard was up to.

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I have a request if you’re up for it. An MC who just arrived in the Devildom who’s lover just dumped them the day prior. The bros know MC isn’t emotionally or romantically available at the time but the bros still fall in love regardless. How will the bros handle the situation? Thank you! 🙏💗

Hi! I sort of took this idea and ran with it and wrote basically a headcanon short story for each bro lmao. Sorry I got a bit carried away but I hope you like this and it satisfies you! :)

Also thank you so much @midnight-dome for the help with Asmo, you’re a lifesaver

Tags: @kawaiiblack

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Lucifer:

The success of the program depends on your wellbeing

So he checks in on you every other day like clockwork

“Is there anything you need to make your stay more comfortable?”

You always say no

At first, he’s glad you’re staying in

Because it means less trouble for him

But when you skip all of your classes one day, he comes to your room ready to give you a firm reminder of your tasks here

He’s about to knock when he hears you sob

Now, Lucifer has heard a lot of crying in his life

But he’s never heard someone sound so completely broken

He shocks himself when he turns on his heels and walks away

He shocks himself even more when he texts the group chat and demands everyone leaves you alone for the day

That evening he comes into your room with a small plate of food

By then you were are least on top of your sheets

You knew he was gonna ask the same question as always

But this time, his words were different

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Help?”

He simply nods

And though he didn’t outright say what he meant by help, you knew

“I...don’t know?”

“Hm, okay. I’m going to listen to some music in my study. The door will be unlocked should you wish to join me.”

Then he’s gone

The few precious moments Lucifer isn’t working, he prefers to not be disturbed

So why on earth did he invite you to join him in his study?

He doesn’t have time to ponder it because the door opens and you come in with a blanket wrapped around you

The first night you both listen in comfortable silence

A few nights in, you start asking Lucifer about the records he puts on and he has no qualms educating you on it

On night 10 you tell him about the breakup

Once you’re done he, again, asks the same question

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

‘You’ve done more than enough to help me Lucifer, thank you.”

He finds himself blushing from the sincerity in your eyes and the warmth in your smile

That night you fall asleep before the record finishes

Surely you’d wake up aching if he left you in a chair

So he picks you up, carries you to your room, and tucks you into bed carefully

He tells himself he’s doing it for Diavolo

It’s for the program, this is his job

He’s gonna need time to accept his own feelings before he can tell you anything

For now, he’ll keep doing his “job” and spending evenings with you

Mammon:

He didn’t want to be your babysitter

He was a busy guy! He had stuff to do, money to make, things to steal

Some days he gets Beelzebub to keep an eye on you so he can do what he wants

One night in particular he heads to your room to make sure you won’t interfere with his plans

“Yo! The Great Mammon has things to do so don’t-”

He pauses when he sees you sitting on your bed with your headphones plugged into your laptop

He would have assumed you were just watching a sad movie by the tears streaks on your face

But the pain in your eyes…

He’s seen that look before

His brothers held that same look the day they fell from Heaven and lost Lilith

Mammon sits on the bed and you jump, finally noticing him

You expected him to make fun of you but instead, he grabs the tissue box on your bedside table and hands it to you

He glances at your laptop to see what you were watching and sees a paused video of you and someone else

You tell him about the breakup and Mammon listens closely

“What a jerk! Ya deserve better than that! I’d teach ‘em a lesson if they ever showed their face around here!”

You smile for the first time since he came in the room and he feels like he’s done something right

“How about we get some late-night food? I know a 24-hour restaurant with the best baked newt ever. Your treat.”

He’s shocked when you agree

He makes a point to hang out with you more often

He can’t recall exactly when you went from “a human” to “his human”

Maybe it was when you held his hand while you erased all your photos and videos of your ex from your computer

Or when you texted him at 3am because you couldn’t sleep and before he could even think about it he was up and on his way to your room

Or when he spotted you in one of his jackets while walking home from RAD

But his greed was kicking in and he wanted you to be his and only his

However, much like he puts himself first, he knows you need to do the same

So though his nature and mind wants to kiss you silly and have you for himself

Part of him knows he’ll ruin things if he lets his greed take over

So he’ll fight his nature and try his best to be patient

Leviathan:

He had been playing one of his games online

He’s on a big winning streak and feeling a bit cocky

He sees he’s been matched with someone else so he gets into gamer mode

Then he loses the first round

He’s a bit shocked and pissed that his streak was now broken but he has to prove his superiority to whoever this opponent was

So he rematches them

And loses again

And again

He loses 7 rounds in a row

By this point he is fuming

So like any salty gamer he sends a very lengthy, angry message to their inbox

Accusing them of using cheats and hacks because there was no way anyone was more skilled than him at this game

He gets a reply a few minutes later

“Um.....is this Leviathan? Avatar of Envy? It’s MC…”

You knew it was Levi because his username is the same across all his social media platforms

Cue Levi barreling into your room a minute later

“How are you so good!? You’re cheating, aren’t you!? You cheater!’

You weren’t cheating, you just had been playing games day in and day out to distract yourself so you got really good at it

Levi all but demands you to come to his room and show him what you know

You were already playing all night anyway so why not play with someone?

Initially, Levi would have you come over just to show him your tactics

(Also to get some team wins on his stats because he never has anyone to play with)

But you were actually pretty chill for a normie

Maybe if he exposed you to his otaku ways you would take to them and he wouldn’t be the only one in the house anymore!

You don’t become an otaku but you do get invested in almost every anime he shows you

He starts inviting you over for midnight premieres of new episodes

He starts buying extra merch because what if you wanted one?

He was used to disproving looks from his brothers when he mass buys stuff from Akuzon

But you only smile and listen when he tells you about his new special edition item

You never once judged him and his unconventional ways

This epiphany makes him extra nervous for your weekly hangouts

It was only a matter of time before you came across a break up in an anime

When the episode ended you told him about your break up and how the protagonist reminded you of yourself because they also were taking a break from love

Levi has seen this anime before actually

He remembers how the protagonist reacted to a side character confessing to them and it went bad

So while he knows he likes you, he holds off on saying anything because the last thing he wants is to be a bad story arc in your life

Lucky for him he’s always a flustered blushing mess so you shouldn’t suspect a thing

Satan:

He is the Avatar of Wrath so whenever there is rage, he is aware

He feels anger radiating through the house one day and thinks his brothers are just fighting again

Imagine his surprise when he realizes the source of the anger is coming from your room

He walks in and sees you throwing things around and screaming, your room was destroyed

He sees you’re about to step on some glass and instantly swoops in and picks you up so you don’t hurt yourself

But then you curl up against him and burst into tears

He stands there, not quite sure what to do

He ends up sitting on the bed and letting you cry for a while

You word vomit about your break up and he listens carefully and notes the anger welling up inside you as you speak

He knows all too well what anger can do to someone and a fragile human shouldn’t have to go through that

“Would you like some tea?”

He can spare 30 minutes for some small talk with the human if it meant that you wouldn’t be left in your thoughts

You look at him like he has three heads but agree because your room is a mess and you don’t wanna deal with it right now

Tea time becomes a daily occurrence and soon enough it escalates to full-on hangouts

Going to the bookstore, going to cat cafes, going wherever you wanted to really

One time you both took a day trip to the human world

Lucifer wasn’t happy to find out his brother and you were gone for an entire day but he lets it go when he sees that you’re smiling genuinely for the first time in weeks

What Satan didn’t expect was how these outings made him feel

He finds himself distracted from his books because he can’t stop thinking about how cute you looked holding that black cat at the cafe

Or how happy you looked when you took him to that ice cream shop in your hometown that you really love

He wakes up and you’re the first thing to pop into his mind

He’s not dumb, he knows he’s fallen in love

But he also knows this isn’t the right time, you aren’t ready

So he’ll keep being there for you as a friend

And if you ever want him to be there as something more, he’ll happily oblige

Asmodeus:

There was a movie night at the House of Lamentation

Today’s movie was an action movie, courtesy of Mammon

Amidst all the face punching and explosions, there was a budding romance between the main characters

After the third obnoxious makeout scene, you leave the room claiming you need to go to the restroom

But you leave just a *little* too fast and Asmo can feel something is up

And he thrives on gossip so he intends to find out what is it

He leaves the room a few minutes later and catches you in the hallway, determined to get you to spill the tea

You tell him about the breakup

He wasn’t prepared for the tea to be so bitter

“Oh. Well, you know what’s good for that? Face masks!”

He had to save face somehow and beauty was his default

He’s a bit shocked when you agree but you both ditch movie night to do face masks and talk a bit

He decides to share a couple of bad date experiences he’s had to make you feel better

“Trust me, you haven’t felt embarrassment until you have someone vomit Enfield brains on your new pants and shoes while at one of the hottest clubs in the Devildom.”

You spent the entire night giggling and listening to his stories

Devildom products are surprisingly effective on your skin so you keep asking Asmo to show you new products

Plus his company is nice

Self-care days become a common occurrence

Then those self-care days become self-care sleepovers

He starts intentionally waiting to try anything new because he wants you to be there when he does

He buys more of those scented candles you told him smelled nice

A few weeks later you’re having a self-care sleepover again and you have this really cute focused look on your face while painting your nails

He knows he likes you, but this was different than his usual attraction

He didn’t want to fuck you

Well he did but not just fuck you

He wouldn’t mind if there was something more

But you routinely ended your self-care nights by yelling ‘Fuck love!’ at the top of your lungs and laughing

So he knows now isn’t the time and he’s actually okay with that

You were a sight to behold regardless of his relationship status with you

But he hopes you’ll indulge in him one day

Beelzebub:

Mammon keeps pushing his human watching duties on Beel

But he doesn’t really care because he’s being paid in cheesecake

After his third day of keeping an eye on you, he notices you aren’t eating much

Being the Avatar of Gluttony, this is basically a crime

He starts bringing extra snacks with him when he hangs out with you

“I think the chocolate flavor is better than the vanilla. What do you think?”

He actually doesn’t have a preference

He just wants to know which snacks you like more so he can bring more of them

He makes a game out of it so you don’t think about how much you’re eating

“It motivates me to work out longer when I get a snack, could you help me?”

You sit on his back and after every pushup, you both eat a bit of whatever snack he has

He keeps going until he thinks you’ve eaten a decent amount

Or you say you’re getting full

Belphie notices that Beel is refilling his snack stash more often but he doesn’t say anything

Beel feels an immense sense of accomplishment when you finish your plate at dinner a few days later

Soon after you tell him about the breakup

“It hit me hard but you made it easier to cope, Beel. These hangouts are the highlight of my day so thank you.”

There’s a certain pang Beel gets in his stomach when he’s really hungry

Somehow your words made that pang happen in his chest

But this didn’t hurt him, quite the opposite actually

He felt good, he felt happy

It was strange for his stomach to be the quiet one while his heart went wild

But this wasn’t a change he minded too much

He wasn’t sure what to make of it but he knows he wants to figure it out with you

And he’ll take his time doing so because he liked how things were now

Belphegor:

He’s intrigued by you after the first week of your stay

He’s never seen a human who slept as much as he did

Frankly, he was impressed

Until Lucifer informed everyone about your recent breakup and made it clear to not upset you

That’s when Belphie realized these were not the leisurely naps he takes, but depression naps

One day he sees you sleeping in the living room and you looked so distressed

Sleeping was meant to be a peaceful state but you looked so unhappy

So he wakes you up

“You’re in my sleeping spot.”

You weren’t in his sleeping spot.

“Oh sorry, I’ll move-”

“You’re already here. We can both fit.”

Before you can protest he’s all comfy next to you and falling back asleep

Having another person next to you was kind of comforting so you let it go and go back to sleep

What you didn’t know was Belphie could partially influence your dreams

He can make them more pleasant but he can’t control what you dream about

He knows it works when he wakes up and you have a relaxed expression on your sleeping face

You wake up soon after looking confused

“Good dream?”

“I think? I had a dream I rode a unicorn to the moon then carved my initials into it?”

Napping together in the living room becomes a routine

And every time you woke up you told him about the dream you had with a small smile

A few weeks later he notices he no longer has to influence your dreams for them to be good

So he leaves you be and instead curls up in the attic for his afternoon nap

He wakes up a bit when he feels someone lay down next to him

It’s probably Beel

“Why didn’t you tell me you moved napping spots?”

His eyes open and he looks over to see you pouting at him

“I just sorta ended up here.”

“Well, I can’t nap without my cuddle buddy now can I?”

You’re teasing him and he should be annoyed

But he’s blushing

He spoons you to hide that fact, resting his forehead on your shoulder

But while your dreams were getting better, it didn’t mean you were ready to move on

So he just enjoys his intimate cuddling sessions with you and tries not to think too hard about the fact that he really likes how your body fits against his

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me fluff #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me belphie x reader #annazonabeth

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bbyheedeungie · 3 years

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When the curtains close | Idol!Jay AU

Pairings: Jay x Reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: suggestive if you squint

Synopsis: Love has never been this complicated until you, a member of a famous girl group, start dating Jay of Enhypen.

Author's Note: This gon be another headcanons post :> so I know jay is already an idol okay but this is an au where you're an idol too. And that gif— sir that is illegal. Jay can wreck me all he wants and I'd still be thristy for him

It started very simply, really. You were both MCs at M!Countdown, ate sandwiches together, a few flirty remarks here and there, and you realized how much the two of you clicked.

He was so easy and comfortable to be with, sharing the same sense of humor as him.

It felt as if you knew Jay all your life.

You shared a lot of interests, and the few things that you didn't have in common, you were willing to learn about them and even give it all a try.

You weren't the gamer type, but he somehow convinced you to try playing league of legends.

And that's how all the sneaking around started.

Wearing thick disguises, the two of you met up just so he could take you to the cyber cafe and teach you how to play.

If felt great to be with him, everything felt natural, so normal.

He'd laugh and tease you when you use the controls wrong and you'd send him a pout and glare.

His face would just literally UwU.

The two of you would go walking around the city with corndogs in your hands, just chillin'

From then on, the two of you went out whenever both of you had free time.

Jay would be so exhausted from dance practice and then he'd check his phone only to see you sending him memes.

He'd crack up instantly, his mood lightening up.

The other members would tease him to infinity. But Jay just can't stop grinning from ear to ear.

Throughout the day, you'd send motivating messages to each other

"Good luck on your performance today, fighting!"

"I'll make sure to cheer you on today, you better do your best!"

It was such a wholesome friendship.

And by the time Jay realizes it, he had fallen for you way too deep.

It was 11pm, you and the girls had just got back to your dorm after an award show when your phone buzzed.

"Hey, can I come over? I have something to tell you real quick." it was a message from Jay.

You found it odd, because you'd just seen him at the award show and he barely even spared you a glance.

Which actually hurt you more than you'll ever admit.

You text him a simple 'okay.' and then change into your normal clothes, also removing your makeup in the process.

20 minutes later you hear a knock on the door and your heart immediately skips a beat.

"I'll get it." You announce, tho none of the girls were really paying attention because it's either they were too busy on their SNS accounts, or sleeping.

You open up to see Jay, with a small bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolate truffles.

"Hey, congratulations on winning best song of the year." He said, offering you his gifts.

"And congratulations to you too, Mr. Rookie of the year." You said proudly.

You invited him in, and you could've sworn you saw some of your co-members peeking at the two of you.

"What brings you here anyway? It's late." You started.

"About that, besides on wanting to congratulate you, I also wanted to apologize for avoiding you at the awards show." He said, scratching the nape of his neck and looking at you shyly.

"Apology accepted only if you tell me why." You said, crossing your arms over your chest.

"I was nervous, I was unsure on how to tell you. Y/N, you've been an amazing friend. But I'm not sure if that's all I want from you."

Your heart definitely started thumping loudly

"What do you mean, Jay?"

"I like you, Y/N. I want you to be my girlfriend."

And that my friend, is how you ended up dating Park Jay.

Sweetest boyfriend ever. Even sweeter to his fans.

Sometimes you'd fake jealousy to tease him on how he's sweeter to his fans than you. But you know and understand just how much he adores them.

Your biggest fan, owns merches of you.

Would even use an anonymous account to trade photocards with fans online just to have yours.

"Silly, I could've just gave you one."

When the two of you would cross paths backstage, you'd simply nod at each other or sometimes intentionally bump shoulders to acknowledge each other. Sometimes even a few elbow nudges here and there.

I know. Weird flex.

At interviews, you'd get ask about your ideal type in men and you'd try to describe the exact opposite of him to avoid speculation.

"I prefer guys with very pale skin, not much into fashion, and is a pro at aegyo. I prefer cute over sexy. And I'm not really into guys with blonde hair either." You'd say to the interviewee

Jay would burst out laughing at home as he watched your interview.

Stolen kisses in broom closets

You are there to convince him that sometimes, having embarassing moments is okay.

And always reminds him how adorable and incredibly sexy he is.

Opposed to popular belief, he's actually super shy, that is why he appreciates when you try to boost his ego

On your rest days, the two of you would cuddle all day in your dorms, playing online games and making out.

Your disguises stripped away and hanged on a chair or smtn

Just you in his shirt, snuggling close to him.

The two of you hidden away from the eyes of the crowds.

And you'd think to yourself

How love has never been this complicated. But being with Jay, love has never been this worth it.

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quentinbecks · 2 years

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WIP Wednesday (kinda sorta)

Tagged by the lovely @blissfulalchemist and @honeysides a couple of weeks back. Been in a bit of a writing spell so I don’t have too much to share. Just tagging a few people because my headache has made my brain empty.

Tagging: @faithchel @johnnycranes @chyrstis @adelaidedrubman @shallow-gravy @gamer-purgatory @themysteriouslou @hoesephseed @jamesbvchanans @henbased @i-am-the-balancing-point @josephslittledeputy @clicheantagonist @aceghosts @amistrio & anyone else who wants to tag me.

Just a tiny bit of what I have from the next chapter of stillness in woe.

As she steps out of John’s car, Charlie begins to feel an overwhelming sense of unease take a hold of her. It’s as if she’s stepping back into a life that doesn’t suit her anymore. There was something freeing about being at the ranch, about being considered a ghost, that doesn’t exist for her outside of that realm. It’s as if she’s a chameleon trying and failing to shed her skin.

Charlie looks back around to John as he makes his way towards her. What if she’s actually been herself around him this whole time; her true self. She shudders at the thought before quickly readying herself.

“Are you going to be okay to do this?,” John asks, his hands coming to rest on her shoulders.

“I’ve lied to everyone here,” she whispers, eyes looking past him.

“What?”

“I don’t think I can do this. I lied and made everyone think I went missing.” Charlie chews on her lip before looking back to the man standing in front of her. “That has to be some sort of criminal offense, right?”

She feels scared, panicked, and quite frankly, overwhelmed. Before she can fully begin to freak out, a pair of hands begins to grip into her shoulders.

“You’ve done worse than lie, Charlene. You remember that, yes?” John leans down to look her in the eyes, his blue orbs calm and bright. “And you remember that I’ve protected you since then, right? I won’t let anything happen to you today either. I just need you to try and get a hold of yourself. Do you think you can do that for me, Charlene?”

She goes to shake her head as “okay”’ falls from her lips. She doesn’t want to get a hold of herself and she certainly doesn’t want to do anything for John. Yet, she finds herself acquiescing anyway.

“Good.” John smiles at her as his hands rub the now sore spot on her shoulders. “You’ll see. It won’t be so bad.”

“For you.” Charlie shrugs his hands off of her before stepping around the Baptist. “Where are you meeting Mr. Kellet at?”

“Back there,” John nods towards the area beyond the farmhouse. “He has an office out by the pasture.”

“Great. Cool. Lead the way.”

A little something for @johnnycranes and I’s Uncharted universe

“How about Venice?”

“Venice?,” Charlie asks incredulously as she sits down across from her husband, her daughter cradled in her arms. “You know they’re turning one and not eighteen, right?”

For the last few days Rafe has been trying to come up with the perfect spot to take their twins to for their rapidly approaching first birthdays. Of course, almost all his suggestions tended to be places of historical importance; places he could possibly indulge in some theft in his spare time.

Rafe shifts their son into a sitting position, Oliver happily continuing to suck on his bottle; his green eyes looking between both of his parents. “I know how old they are, Charlie. I just read that it’s good to get children acclimated to flying early on.”

Charlie tries to bite back a smile. She knows others might not find it as endearing that their husband wants to use their children’s birthday as an excuse to do business, but Rafe spoils the three of them almost every single day of the year. Why shouldn’t he have a little fun every now and then? It’s not like Ava and Oliver will remember the day anyway.

“Is that so? Is that something Harry told you?,” she asks, hiding her grin behind their daughter's head.

Rafe scoffs at the idea of Harry possibly giving him parenting advice. “No. I read it on some parenting blog. Speaking of Harry, though,” he says, his green eyes lighting up. “I was thinking maybe we could invite him and Sydney. Isn’t their son about to turn one too? Let’s make it a triple birthday.”

Charlie nods. “Colin is a few months younger than them. Now you want us to bring our friends along? What happened to this being something just for us?”

#maybe I’ll finish one of these this week 🙃#or one of my other two WIPs #love Charlie having a mental break in one and being cute and happy in the other #that’s why her uncharted au reigns supreme #wip tag

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joshslater · 3 years

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Delayed Graduation

This is a repost since the original story got banned for unclear reasons. The previous image was totally innocent photo of a guy in wrestling attire. Let’s try with a different one (without updating the story). Similar stories and bonus material on my Patreon.

- We might have a solution of sorts for you.

I barely registered principal Johnston talking. My world had been shattered, without warning. It all felt unreal, and most of all unfair. I know I hadn’t done anything wrong, but there were no witnesses, just my word against hers. She wouldn’t press charges, Johnston had explained. I was almost demanding that she did, so I could clear my name, but thought better of it. If it went to trial all outcomes would be bad, to varying degrees. This way I would just be expelled. I guess I could use the term “drop out” to soften it further. It’s not like the job market is stellar even if you have a degree, but this would firmly pigeon hole me as manual labor.

- What? - I said we might have an arrangement that could interest you.

He pulled out a stack of papers from his manila folder and placed them in front of me, and continued.

- We have a little trial project we would like to push ahead with, to see what the full potential is. Coach Andrews would personally take charge of your training to see how far he can take you in a year. Similar to what he managed to do for Shane O’Brian. Since you will be heavily supervised, fully scheduled and not share any classes with your former class mates, she has agreed to allow you complete your studies under these conditions. It’s not that many months until she graduates anyway. Your graduation obviously will have to wait until next year.

Shane of course was the star of the basket team. He was two years below me, so I didn’t know him, but I heard he had basically never touched a ball before he met coach. He must have been active in something else though, with that body. The girls were swooning like crazy. Some of the boys too, as rumor had it.

- Sir, I’m really grateful for this opportunity, but I’m not really made for sports. Just look at me. Tall and thin. Not much track and field around here. - We are not asking for any miracles. Just follow all instructions given and do your best. That’s all we’re asking.

I started to flip through the papers. I was bored just looking at the page numbers.

- Should I bring this home to my parents? - This is a bit time sensitive, so I’d prefer if you make your decision already today. You’re 18. You get to decide this on your own. Why don’t I leave you for a bit? You can have a read through, and then decide what you want to do.

As he left the room I started to go read through the contract properly. Why do they make things so complicated? The contract really just said that I assumed responsibility for the “infraction”, but the school would not disclose it to anyone unless the contract was breached. I would agree to participate in the athletic education study for one year. In return the school would allow me to graduate next year. But written over 26 pages.

I didn’t feel like I had many options. Initials on every page and signature on the last. Then repeated on the second copy of the contract. I was about to leave and find principal Johnston when he returned, followed by coach Andrews.

- Have you made up your mind, or would you like Mr. Andrews to explain it in more detail. - I’ve already signed the papers. - Oh, well then. I’m so happy we could work something out.

Coach Andrews opened the gym bag he was carrying and pulled out a blue singlet and ear guards, and held them for me to take.

- Let’s try this on right away. - Now? Here?

Johnston opened a door to a side room of his office.

- You can change in the conference room here. - But wrestling?! Have you seen me? - As I said, follow all instructions and do your best is all we ask.

It was the first time I even held a singlet in my hands. I’ve never even thought of how to put one on. It wasn’t hard, just step in them like some shorts and then pull the straps over your shoulders, but I never imagined doing it.

I looked ridiculous. I guess size isn’t as important when the fabric is stretchy, but this sure wasn’t my size. The taut straps pulled the fabric in the groin, while at the same time my thin legs didn’t fill out the legs of the singlet. What a mess. I walked back into the office, naked apart from this one single piece of clothing.

- Should I put on the ear guards as well. - No, that isn’t necessary. Here.

Coach opened a small, brown, glass bottle and poured its contents into a white plastic cup from the water cooler, and handed it to me.

- This is the time sensitive part. Drink up.

This day was going from horrendously bad to confusing to weird. I emptied the cup. The liquid tasted like cough syrup. Sickly sweet and with bitter herbs.

- What is.. *cough* *cough* - Here. Take a seat.

It felt like drinking really hot cocoa when you are frozen. It kind of spreads from the chest to the rest of the body. All of me was getting warm, and an uncomfortable feeling or pressure. Everything was off, like I was drunk, or high or something. It was over in a minute, though it is quite possible my mind was playing tricks and it really was longer than that.

- Stand up against the wall, so I can take a photo.

Bewildered, and with unsteady steps, I did as told. He snapped a few pictures with his phone, and then showed me one.

- Don’t tell me this isn’t a great starting point.

I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was definitely me in the photo, but it was like the aspect ratio was wrong. I must be several inches shorter, but everything, arms, legs, chest, shoulders, neck, was wider. Even my face was altered, if ever so slightly. Where just minutes before, or whatever, I was a lanky gamer, I now was a hunk of muscle.

- How is this... - Don’t worry about the details. We must work quickly now while you are fresh, to get the wrestling technique right. Meet me in my office tomorrow at 7 am.

With that he slapped me on the shoulder and left. Just as he was about to exit the office, he pulled out a pair of shoes from the bag and placed them at a table.

- Oh, I almost forgot these. Your new size. See you tomorrow!

My head was spinning. What had just happened to me, to my body? Starting point? Principal Johnston had his distinct “anything else?” look.

- What about my studies?

My voice was lower than before, I think.

- You’ll be placed in the athlete’s reduced curriculum class. We just need to retest your proficiency levels first. - Why? I don’t understand. - My point exactly.

He didn’t make any sense. I felt tired, slow and almost dizzy trying to understand him.

- What about this body? What happens when I graduate? - You graduate with the body you have, like everyone else. It’s not like we can change it by magic or anything.

He smiled and chuckled to himself.

- Take your old clothes with you as you leave. Something might still fit.

It didn’t.

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lovely-necromancy · 3 years

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A Cure for Insomnia Ch.3

WARNING DECEPTIONS OF A PANIC ATTACK

I understand seeing others go through this can sometimes cause panic or anxiety attacks in some and with the use of some imagery I've used I'd feel better if I gave a fair warning that there is a detailed panic attack early on.

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Whoever said eight hours of sleep was the right amount for humans has never met an insomniac who just spent the last six days and five nights awake. You hoped that fucker is in hell burning for his sins, he probably has more of them that you don't know of. But with bleary eyes looking at your phone you can barely make out that it's just a little past six in the morning. This is backed up by the slimmers of light shinning through the blanket you put over the window last night. Briefly the thought of keeping it up today passes through your mind as you try to curl into an even tighter blanket cocoon.

Stretching out your legs and toes you let your muscles melt into mush in the warmth and comfort of your bed. Closing your eyes and burying your head back into the pillow, you might not be able to go to sleep but resting is nice too. You're so relaxed it almost feels as if all your limbs are floating and you feel the buzz of energy come surging back through you, you hum along with it nuzzling into the pillows.

'Your car was broken into.' the thought flashes through your mind and has you jolting up right.

Chest heaving slightly as frantic eyes dance along the room that hasn't changed since the night before. The buzzing energy from just a few moments before turns into an icy feeling flowing in your veins. It chills you to your core and you've noticed the tremors in your arms causing you to tremble. There's a sick feeling that bubbles up your throat, as you feel the phantoms of tens of hands grabbing at your arms and torso. They move erratically all over and their grips are suffocating, there's a lump in your throat that you have trouble swallowing down.

Bringing a hand up to your throat you jab your thumb right above or right at where your larynx would be. The slight pain from the pressure helps ease the lump away and you're able to get out a few frantic breaths. You hardly notice the wetness on your face from the few tears slipping free from your eyes.

'Gross, gross, gross, gross.' is the only message that rings clear in your mind as you're assaulted by these phantom hands.

You're aware this is a panic attack, but it does little to calm you down. Putting more pressure on your throat and using your feet to propel you back into the mattress. Vaguely you're aware that tiring your body out should calm you or maybe it's the release of an emotional fit that calms you, you aren't sure which and you don't really care at the moment. So flailing your legs you let your feet forcefully slip off of their purchase as you push your muscles to their full extent with force. It doesn't take long before you can't feel your limbs and are gasping for breath.

The phantoms are gone, no longer touching you as they please, and while the lump still sits at the bottom of your throat making it hurt to swallow and breathe around you can begin to feel calm. Actually it's the numbness that takes over you, not a sense of calm. The sense of an empty shell broken from its exertion. One thing's for sure you can't take your car today. If you had a panic attack just by thinking of your car you don't want to risk actually getting behind the wheel.

Everything feels tense, the muscles in your legs are starting to ache and you're pretty sure you'll have a bruise at the base of your throat. You check your phone with shaky hands to see it's now seven twelve. If you get up now and leave you think you can probably make it into town by eight forty giving you time to grab something from the Dunkin' on the corner across from the shop. Or you could call out, Nate would totally understand. But just the thought of being alone today sends a chill down your spine and the feeling of those phantom hands start creeping their way back into your personal space.

“I'm going to work!” jumping up and out of the bed, away from the grubby grabby specters.

Running around the room you throw on a pair of black shorts, unusual for you to wear at work but if you're walking you'll have to deal, sweaty jeans are uncomfortable and joggers aren't very cohesive to a work environment. Deciding on a binder made from a breathable swimsuit material for the same reason, sweaty bra is too uncomfortable and bra-less isn't really something you're comfortable with. Grabbing the first shirt you find, it's a black tee with the words “The only man for me is Mothman” printed on it surrounded by little white stars and a chibi lil mothamn.

Looking at your outfit altogether cheers you up. It's casual but cute, not to mention these shorts do a lot for your thighs and butt. But, there's no time to dwell on how handsome you are, you need to grab food and get out the door like ten minutes ago! Grabbing a mask printed with the word 'No' dead center and your headphones you leave your room. With the thought of grabbing Dunkin' before work you settle on a Pedialyte Pop to hold you over during your walk, nausea shouldn't hit you right away anyway. Checking your door was locked, thrice, you started your trek to town.

Most people would complain about having to walk or hike while wearing a mask, often times saying it was hard to breathe under the fabric. But you'd say they just didn't have the right size mask for their face shape. You'd run into a few masks that hadn't been the right shape or size throughout the years but you're thankful that your first three had been perfect. Had they been too big or small you probably wouldn't have fallen in love with wearing masks, they were so comfy and let you interact with people without your voice getting stuck in your throat.

You'd taken to wearing them after high school when you'd taken a job of watching an elderly hospice patient's corgi while her family worked on moving to Virginia and closer to her. Anytime you and little Russel went to visit her you'd had to wear a mask, so instead of wearing the disposables you'd bought a set of three reusable ones.

After noting the change in behavior she mentioned your Autism, she'd been a retired social worker and saw the signs when she met you and after spending nearly 40 hours a week together for half a year she was certain you somehow fell through the cracks. It was a shock to you when she threw out the off handed comment but after stating who your pediatrician was, she was sent into a fit of laughter.

“Anya is a dear and a great surgeon, but I think the cultural barrier has stopped her from diagnosing children for years.” she had said all the while wheezing through the oxygen mask, eyes crinkling in amusement.

She'd sat you down with a list of books to look into and written out all your symptoms, she said if you ever wanted to get tested having the list of symptoms would be more helpful than straight up asking for a diagnosis. Some doctors were too by the book back in the 40s so Autism has rarely been studied in depth. Only in the last decade or so has a movement gained momentum to spread not only a wider awareness of the disorder but also acceptance for it. But to a doctor it would seem like you were grasping for attention at least to anyone who spent less time with you than she had. But without at least six thousand dollars to spend on a piece of paper that confirms what you already know you'll just have to stick to coping by using methods you read about from forums and blogs made by people with Autism rather than their parents or someone who's “very close” to them. And like Mary Anne said before she died, “just because you don't have a diagnosis doesn't mean your symptoms aren't there.”. A statment that reassures you from time to time, when you think you must be faking it for attention. And that somehow you managed to fake tics your whole life.

Snapping out of your memories because you could hardly tell your mask was on, and has been for the past forty minutes or so since you'd finished your pop. It wasn't too hot at the moment and like the previous day Kepler's climate has no humidity whatsoever, a huge change from the coast. Checking the time again on your phone you see the clear white numbers stating boldly that it is eight o' nine. You don't feel any closer to town but figure that's normal when all you've seen is the old over grown road. You feel you should have seen the road leading to town by now, you hope you see it soon or else you'd really over estimated how long it would take to get to town, then you'd be hella late and sweaty. With the way you still had signal to the spotify you doubt you've even made it far enough to reach the dead zone.

Sighing you look down as you walk hoping to maybe find a rock to kick, walking's really boring when there's nothing to explore and you're on a time crunch. A loud honk takes you out of your head and you startle looking up. Doesn't take more than a second before you see a car stopped in the middle of the road in front of you. It's well taken care of for sure but not necessarily new or anything, you don't know too much about cars other than it looks like a black Camry no wait that's the Hyundai symbol. Some type of sedan then.

The back window on your side of the car rolls down and a man leans out and calls to you, you don't hear him at first. Slipping your headphones down to hang around your neck he repeats himself, “Do ya need a ride?” He has a southern accent on the thicker side, not abnormal for West Virginia but you can tell it's not the same dialect, probably from further down. The man has blonde hair styled in that fluffy swooped faux hawk that a lot of gamers had back in 2017/2018. He's got slight thin stubble along his jaw, not quiet five o'clock shadow so he probably has trouble growing facial hair. His eyes are that hazel color everyone wishes they could have, the kinda that had the orangish yellow glow about them. He looks like a fuck boy.

You're nearly ready to point at your mask in an indication of 'no I don't know you creep' when you catch sight of the driver. A boy around your age maybe who looks apathetic, that's not what catches your eye everyone looses the will to live at some point. What draws your attention is the mask he's wearing on his face. He could potentially be like you, or maybe he's just sick and being considerate, or he could have allergies. Whatever the case may be you can't honestly be considering getting into a car with two random men just because one wears a face mask. Hell for all you know they've orchestrated this situation, they could've been watching you analyzing your every move to know that breaking into your car would send you into a state of panic where you wouldn't use your car the next day or two, then you'd be out in the open to kidnap on your walk to town where you couldn't call for help due to being in the dead zone. Why else would they be this far along the old dirt road?

“Ah...miss?” the southern drawl brings you out of your inner ramblings, and the words cause you to bristle.

“I'm not a woman.” you say calmly but firmly.

“Oh, ah sorry sir.” you can't help but huff a laugh at the quick apology, your eyes catch movement through the window. Oh they have a dog with them, a rottweiler at that. Cool kidnappers with a dog, who's wearing a vest how...wait dog in vest oh he must be a service dog. Cool not kidnappers then, just strangers, nice. Seemingly trans allys, slight common ground with the driver, and a service dog it might be safe to engage...or at least humor these men.

“It's fine, I'm They/Them for the record.” You say approaching the car, you make your way to the man leaning out of the window, somehow the presence of a service dog puts you more at ease, especially when the dog only spares you a single glance before his attention's back on the driver, who's not even pretending to pay attention to the two of you. His leg is bouncing up and down, it's not rhythmic and no one's paying attention even as it shakes the car. Probably has ADHD, your dad does that all the time when he's at a stop light, it's a subconscious movement he even does it in waiting rooms or anywhere where he has to sit still really.

“Oh, well sorry 'bout that Mx.” the man in the window stresses the “Mx” but not in the typical fuck boy way, more like he was reinforcing it to himself. “We just saw you walkin' and wanted to see if ya' needed a ride anywhere.” he says.

“If you're going to town, I'd appreciate one, but I wouldn't want to be a bother.” his smile brightens at this but you notice it doesn't reach his eyes, probably just being polite.

“Sure thing, hop on in.” He moves to slide back but you've already opened the passenger door and slid into the seat. Effectively snapping the driver out of whatever haze he was in to look at you, he looks back at his friend with confusion.

“Hi” you say to the driver who gives his own wary 'hey' in response as you buckle yourself in. The driver looked even more apathetic up close, dark eye bags under his eyes that were such a deep brown you couldn't see his pupil he also had that fluffy brown e-boy hair. Not the frizzy hair marketing itself as fluffy but the type that's genuinely fluffy looking forming soft waves in his hair.

If they are kidnappers they're really bad at it, especially if all you have to do to stun them is sit up front in a seat that has the second most control in the car and can escape quicker if the need arises. However, glancing back at the dog you notice his attention's still on the driver, it would be really dumb if a kidnapper brought their service dog with them to do a kidnapping so you're reassured that it's just two southern boys driving through Kepler. And they happened to spot a “damsel” in distress, so they came to the rescue.

“Oh, don't mind Connor he won't bother you. He's here for Toby right now.” The man in the back says and you see the man beside you grip the steering wheel tighter. You nod in response and feel a tickle at the base of your skull, you'll try holding back the tic to not freak the two out.

Just as “Toby” is about to put the car in drive, a bark is heard from the back seat. A frustrated sigh leaves Toby as his hand leaves the gear shift, scowl clear even on his masked face. You guess Toby needs Connor to let him know when he's safe to drive, it's rude to ask about these things but you can't help but guess why that'd be the case.

Another bark leaves Connor right as your head snaps to the right moving back to place, then right, right, up, and right before cracking violently.

“There we go.” you verbalize.

Toby's looking at you in what you can only guess is shock, not the worst reaction you've had to your tics, meanwhile you notice Brian's looking to Connor who's looking directly at you now. Then his head whips around to Toby and he barks, like clockwork Toby's shoulders jerk forwards and his hands jolt up. Connor looks back at you and gives a bark, your head jerks three times cracking your neck two of those times. Connor's gaze is still on you and you know he'll be in an ongoing ping pong game between you and Toby if you keep triggering each other's tics the entire drive, if you'd even be able to get to that point.

“I'm fine, thank you.” you said looking at Connor while holding the sides of your head, trying to as your friend Emonie once said 'keep the bobble head away'.

Thankfully Connor must have had a training course similar to ones you've helped with because he looks away from you and focuses on Toby, who he gives several barks to. Following those barks Toby pops his knuckles and makes a 'mrrwo' sound, sort of imitating a cat, before his head jerks sharply into his knee that jerked up at the same time. You cringe at the sight knowing that must have hurt, hands still firmly pushing your head you see Connor settle down in the back, still on alert but laying down as if to say the muscle spasms have passed. You won't risk removing your hands, you still need a ride into town and this whole situation's put you behind to where you won't make it if you walk now.

“pfft...” you look back to the blonde and he looks ready to burst with laughter from what he just watched. Heat creeping up your face you turn and look away, sure the situation's funny but you don't know these two men and honestly you just feel so embarrassed right now. Especially with last night's incident at the mini mart still fresh in your memory.

“Will you fucking shut up!” Toby barks out, and the blonde tries harder to suppress his laughing fit. Toby glares at his friend before turning his attention back to the road, hand on the gear shift he waits for an alert before putting the car in drive and doing a U-turn back to town.

It's been a while since you've been a passenger in a car, you actually get to take the time to relax and enjoy the passing scenery as Toby drives. He's a surprisingly good driver, most guys his age are speed demons and always want to see how fast they can get away with driving. Toby on the other hand is abiding by the limit even on this open stretch of road with no other cars. But you guess it comes with the territory of needing a service dog to be able to drive, have to abide by the rules. The drive's quiet, you take it as a good thing that the men aren't trying to question or get to know you. If they were kidnappers or up to something nefarious surely they'd be trying to distract you right now with endless chatter to let your guard down. Especially if they'd been watching you and knew what a total chattering encyclopedia you could be when given the right topic. You're gazing out into the window seeing the sign of the town get closer finally when the thought hits you.

“So, your name's Toby, is it short for Tobias?” turning to look at the man, he spares a single side glance with his furrowed brows before responding with an uneasy 'Yea'.

“Cool, sorry if that was a weird question. Tobias is like the best name I've ever heard but I've only met three Tobiases, including you. Could I call you Tobias or do you prefer Toby?”

“I don't really care.” gotta love apathy.

“Cool, cool. Thanks for the ride Tobias!” you chirp out.

“Hey, forgetin' that I'm the one who offered the ride?” The man in the backseat speaks up.

“No, you just never gave me your name. You said Connor's” and ear twitch is all you get such a good boy, “and you said Tobias'. Never mentioned your own.”

“It's Brian, sugar.” you were correct, this man is a fuck boy.

“Yikes, that's gross.”that was a reflex and it was now Toby's turn to laugh at his friend. The man didn't even hide his snickers even had his shoulders bouncing up and down, you think you even caught a mumbled “I won't hesitate bitch”. Meanwhile Brian sat stunned, guess he was used to people finding his nicknames more endearing, meaning he probably meant nothing by it and it was probably the southern accent but it just made you think of the senior men who'd hit on you back before you moved out here.

“Yea don't call me 'sugar', anyway, I'm YN, it's nice to meet you three.” Toby just nods as his laughter dies down a clucking sound resonates from his throat, Brian however goes right back to his friendly persona with a 'good to meet ya.' Again it's slightly off, it doesn't feel like he's trying to be polite...it feels like...you can't put your finger on it but it's familiar. Like when you fake a conversation with Nate or your mother on the days where exhaustion is nearly killing you, but Brian doesn't seem tired or sluggish.

The rest of the drive is relatively quiet as you direct Toby how to maneuver the streets and he parks in the parking lot of Dunkin'. While you were getting out you'd asked the men if you could get them anything from Dunkin' as a thank you for driving you. Brian tried to decline but Toby spoke over him with what “they” wanted.

“Ok cool, can Connor have a pup cup?” unsure if service dogs could have treats while working.

Sparing a glance to the good boy in question Toby shrugged “Yea, he's due for a break any-anyway.” he ends with popping his knuckles. You assume Connor only alerts motor tics when Toby is driving or about to start driving, since that tic didn't get clocked.

You repeat the order to the cashier once inside. You also get a frozen caramel coffee and an iced caramel coffee for you and Nate along with a box of donuts to pick from for the day. When she hands you everything you're able to balance Toby's order on top of your box and your drinks in the other hand. Walking out with the help of the next man coming in, nodding thanks as you pass him, you see Toby leaning against his car with Connor sitting next to him, no vest on.

It's terrifying how well trained Connor is, because the dog you left in the car barely paid you any mind. While this hyper pup's tail is wagging at just the sight of you, his paws lifting slightly in a tiny dance as you get closer. But he doesn't dare move from his sit, looking up at Toby for cues and looking at you who holds his treat. Had you not worn a mask for so long you may have missed the smile Toby gave Connor as he pat the dog's head. The slight crinkles around the edges were a dead give away though. With a quick snap Connor is released from whatever command he'd been held by and runs up to you once you're five feet from them.

Drooling mouth opening and closing in an odd mute bark for a dog this size. You take note of the fact that while he's jumping excitedly and pawing the air he hasn't laid a single paw on you. Whoever trained him knew what they were doing that's for sure. Looking up to Toby you hold the one hand outstretched for him to take his items, a tray with Connor's pup cup and his iced coffee, and a white baggie with three donuts, strawberry glazed, maple glazed, and an apple fritter.

Once he's taken his items you balance your drinks on top of the box. Connor's attention hasn't moved from you even through the exchange. You're a little confused by the pup's antics but he probably thinks he can get a donut off you.

“Sorry bubbie, your dad's got your treat not me.” that dopey little face tilts to the left not understanding you aren't the treat giver at this time. You laugh letting him smell the hand that had the coffee in it so maybe he'd understand you didn't have his treat. He excitedly sniffs you, and gives you a few licks before sitting back right in front of you with a blur of a tail behind him. Such a silly boy, he deserves some chin scritches.

“He's smart, told him you'd give 'im this.” Toby says holding out the pup cup to you, as you bend at an awkward angle balancing food in one hand while scratching his dog with the other.

Connor's a little disappointed when his pets stop but jumps to all fours when he sees the pup cup. His tail is wagging so fast you'd be afraid his butt will fall off, if that was a thing that could happen. You go to put the cup in front of him but Toby stops you.

“Hold on, Connor sit.” As soon as his name was called his bottom was on the ground. “You already know his release word so when you want him to take it just say the release.” He says offhandedly while placing the bag in the passengers seat and his drink in the cup holder. You can hear murmured arguing from inside the car, but choose to ignore it. These guys clearly aren't kidnappers, and if they were it's so stupid to kidnap you in broad day light after you just made a purchase and with literally a street in between you and your work, where your boss is waiting for you.

Placing the cup in front of Connor you didn't think it was possible for him to get any more excited but his tail is now undetectable by the human eye. He looks from his treat to you, back, and back to you. Toby said you already knew the release, and there's only one thing you've said to Connor throughout the trip.

“Thank you.” it's immediate, for such a well mannered service dog on and off duty this pup has no table manners. There is whip cream everywhere it's on the ground, his paws, even behind his head. How on earth did he manage that? This must be Connor's only character flaw because Toby is back with what you can only assume are all the napkins he had received in the donut bag, and service vest under his arm.

Once the pup cup was utterly decimated Connor sat happily, butt wiggling, as his dad wiped the rest of the whip cream off of him. Showing the pup the huge glob he had behind his ear only had him licking it off the napkin before licking his dad's face.

“Wrong.” Toby called, a little bummed the pup calmed down a bit but his tail was still going. Toby paused before he slipped the vest back on Connor. Head jerking back twice he looked over to you.

“You wanna say 'bye'?” you perked at the question, if you had a tail of your own it'd probably be wagging just as fast as Connor's.

Do you want to pet a dog, what kind of question was that? Of course you fucking do. Yea you might be late to work but petting a dog is always worth it. Setting your breakfast and coffee on the hood of the car you bent down with Toby to Connor's level.

If that dog could talk he'd tell everyone you gave the best ear scratches, sure you may have smooshed his wrinkly face a ton. But you were so nice and was that baby coos, ah he loves you new best friend. Connor jumped up when you started cooing and gave you a ton of kisses to the face. You couldn't stop laughing and the repetitive motion triggered a tic. Thankfully your mask was on so Toby couldn't see you tongue poke out repeatedly as you said “bleh” in between giggles.

“Wrong.” he says gently pushing the drooling pup away. Shaking the spit off his hand before scratching the pup under the chin, right where the bottom of his ear met his jaw. The pup instantly melted calming into his handlers touch. With his dog now calm he whistles and Connor is standing up straight, Toby slips the vest over his head and secures it. Connor the puppy has turned back into Connor the good boy working pup.

Grabbing your stuff from the hood of the car you turn to Toby and Connor, “Thanks again for the ride, and for letting me pet your dog.”

You're met with a simple shrug, not much phases Toby you've noticed. Aside from his tics that is.

“See ya later Tobias!” with that you're on your way to cross the street legally, and by that you totally jay walked out into traffic in front of the sheriff. You may have jay walked in front of the sheriff, but he didn't do anything so you're fine.

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