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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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The Silent Treatment - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: slight angst, slice of life, crack(ish?), fluff, cursing

Summary: Bakugou is very much....an asshole. A shithead. A professional dick if you will. And Y/N, being his girlfriend is very much aware of that. So when he takes it too far, she has to make sure he learns his lesson.

A/N: just a quick lil cute thing, totally not spelled check

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“Hey babe!” Bakugou said as he walked into the living room to find his girlfriend reading a book. He plopped down next to her and just relaxed in the feeling of the soft cushion. The little shit felt like messing with his girlfriend today.

Y/N had already been having a pissy day. After arguing with her boss, forgetting a few items back at the grocery store, and losing her new pair of headphones, she just wanted some peace with her cup of tea and a good book. Now, she has her loving boyfriend to comfort her as well. This day was surely taking a turn...right?

“Hi love, need something?” You asked calmly with the most melodic voice. Your voice. His favorite sound in the world. The sound of you just put a smile on his face which is a huge oxymoron to what this motherfucker is about to say.

“Nah, just wanted to talk to my princess,” he said while resting his head on your stomach, resting in between your legs and wrapping his arms around your waist. You awed at him but didn’t notice his little devil smile. “I had the best dream last night.”

“About what Suki?” You asked while petting his soft hair.

“You.”

“Awweee,”

“Yeahhh. You went mute for the day. Fucking paradise.” Once the words left his mouth you stilled your actions and felt your eye twitch in annoyance. Your hand on his head stilled and slightly tugged at it. In any other circumstance, Bakugou would’ve groaned at the tug (kinky bastard) but he was too busy chuckling into your tummy.

You exhaled roughly through your nose and pushed Bakugou off of you in a very polite way. He rolled onto his back onto the actual couch and watched as you crossed your legs, close your book, and pick up your tea mug.

“Hmph!” Was all that you “said” as you tilted your nose to the air and walked away. Bakugou just snickered as you left. He thought it was adorable when you were mad over tiny inconveniences and thought it was hot as fuck when you were yelling at him, but today, you won’t be doing neither.

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About 30 minutes had passed and Bakugou had awoken from his nap on the couch. He fell asleep after you walked away but now missed your touch. He sat up, stretched, and went to find you. He walked around the house until he spotted you relaxing in the jacuzzi in the backyard. He grinned at your relaxed look and went to change.

A few minutes later Bakugou had came out to join you in the hot tub. Your eyes were shut as you relaxed in the bubbling water, and so Bakugou was able to get in without being seen. He relaxed into the water as he scooted closer to you, eventually grabbing a hold of your waist.

“Hi baby,” he said as he attempted to place you in his lap but you looked at him with an unimpressed look as you scooted away. “Y/N?”

You grabbed your towel and stepped out of the tub. You wrapped yourself in the cloth as you walked back into the house, completely ignoring Bakugou as he spoke to you.

“Wha- you’re just gonna leave? I just got in with you,” he pouted. He opted to stay in the nice warm water for a bit but once you closed the door he groaned and sunk deeper into the water. He let the water go just above his mouth and right below his nose as he blew bubbles into the tub out of annoyance.

‘The fuck is up with her?’ He thought to himself.

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Time passed and Bakugou came out the tub. He went back to his room to change into some gray sweats and a black long sleeve (and yes he pulled the sleeves up a bit because he knew you found it attractive and if y’all don’t, well I do).

He walked into the kitchen and spotted you seemingly eating dinner. He noticed a plate for him but kind of frowned at the fact that you didn’t wait for him. He saw you placed the plate on the other side of the island, far away from you, and so he pulled the plate over and took the seat next to you.

“Hey, princess? You gonna tell me what’s wrong?” He asked but you said nothing as you just ate in silence. “Silent treatment huh?” No words.

“Baby, is this about what I said? I was only kidding Y/N,” he said as he tried to wrap his arm around your waist but you pushed it off and he groaned. “Fine. Be that way, you’ll get over it. Come talk to me when you’re done acting like a brat.”

Bakugou just grunted as he ate his dinner in silence right next to you. You finished before him and walked away after you washed your dish and this time it was Bakugou who snubbed his nose in the air at you. If it was the silent treatment that you were gonna give then it was the silent treatment that you were gonna get....sorta.

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“BABYYYY PLEASSEEEEE!!” He whined while poking at your leg. You were currently in your home office typing away at your computer doing work when Bakugou came in about 25 minutes after he finished his dinner. He couldn’t help himself. He missed you.

You continued to ignore Bakugou as he poked and shook you for attention. You gave him nothing all day and he was getting close to his limit. Please believe he wasn’t getting shit after that brat comment.

“Princessss, c’mon! It was a joke baby, let’s go to sleep, yeah?” He begged. You looked at him with a bored expression and saw his smile as you finally gave him something. You turned back to face your computer and his smile dropped again and was replaced with a scowl. “Y/N, I was just messing with you. I love the sound of your voice and I love you. So quit ignoring me and come give me love!” He demanded.

When he noticed you weren’t budging, he stood from his seat and pinched the bridge of his nose as he mentally counted.

‘1....2...3,’

He gave in and forcefully turned your chair and threw you over his shoulder. You didn’t speak to him but you squirmed and shook trying to get out of his grasp.

“Aye, aye,” he smacked your ass to get you to stop, “quit it. I’m tired, and I want sleep, and we both know I don’t sleep unless my teddy bear is with me, so shush.”

You looked at him when he told you to “shush.” As if you hadn’t been doing that all day. He just squinted his eyes as he knew what you were thinking. “You know what I mean shitty woman!”

Bakugou stormed into your shared bedroom and dropped you onto the mattress. You didn’t even try to run away. You had decided that, yes, you are indeed tired but you refused to give a certain blonde any attention. You stretched on the bed and Bakugou was in awe of your cute state but quickly snapped out of his trance when you turned on your side and gave him your back.

Bakugou got into bed along side you and scooted closer. He pressed himself against your back but once he made contact, you scooted farther away. And so, he scooted himself closer again but just like before, you scooted away. This went on about 2 more times before you scooted and fell off the bed.

“Y/N? You okay, love?” He asked as he looked down at you. You popped up from the floor, on your knees and grumbled to yourself as you vented quietly. You stood up and continued ranting as you tried to walk away to sleep on the couch but before you could get away from the king sized bed, Bakugou grabbed your wrist and pulled you on top of him. “Ignore me all you want but I’m not sleeping without my cuddles.”

You sighed as you gave in. You allowed him to hold you but you refused to speak. Bakugou rubbed circles onto your back as he inhaled your scent but he missed the sound of your voice. The sweet sound that was something similar to honey.

“Baby...I’m sorry.”

You looked at him when he apologized and raised your brow. A verbal, genuine, apology from Katsuki Bakugou? This you’ve gotta see.

“I know I shouldn’t have said that to you and even if I was only kidding......it was pretty fucking mean. ..But I hope you know I love the sound of your damn voice. I love you, dumbass. And I would never ask you to stay silent because....*sigh* ‘cuz your voice, you talking to me, you being with me, and just you in general keeps me sane. So I’m sorry. Okay? And I love you..” he said with a growing blush as he stared at you with a flustered face.

You smiled and went up to peck his lips and then give him a loving kiss. He jumped at the sudden contact but quickly melted into the kiss. He smiled as he finally got to revel in the sweet intimate moments like this. The sweet moments he’s been missing all day.

“I love you too Suki.” Oh how he craved to hear your voice. He loved the sweet sound and missed your loving tone. He pulled you in closer and just held you tight. He doesn’t plan on letting go.

“I’m so sorry. I will never make you upset like that ever again.” He bargained but you only shook your head.

“Katsuki, I was just messing with you today. I had an annoying day and that little joke just sent me over the edge but you know I never take your mean quips to heart. You’re rough around the edges but that’s just who you are and I don’t mind it. I love everything about you, even if you’re a jerk sometimes,” you teased and flicked at his nose. You giggled as he whined and tried to soothe the spot you hit. “You don’t have to censor yourself around me. Okay?”

Bakugou smiled even more. He loves you so damn much. Not only did you know he was just a little abrasive, but you accepted him for all his brunt behavior. You truly did love him. “Thanks princess,”

He sealed the deal with a sweet kiss to your temple as you giggled at the warm feeling of his soft lips. He pulled you down to his chest as you both cuddled up for the night. You sleeping is the only time Bakugou will ever be okay with you being silent. But never again will he ever allow himself to get the silent treatment.

A/N: Guys, I’m so sorry. I’ve been in such a slump and I feel like im reaching a writers block. It’s not even like I don’t have any ideas, I do! And I even have multiple unfinished pieces in my drafts but I just don’t have any motivation to finish :( sorry Cubs, don’t worry, I’ll try my best to finish them as quick as I can. Idk, should I take a break?

I’m already in the middle of a story and I don’t wanna leave those who are reading on a cliffhanger.

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watchmegetobsessed · 4 years

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VALERIE - Part IV. (Harry Styles)

hello loves!! thank you so much for the feedbacks on the previous part, i love to see your thoughts at reactions so please keep them coming for the upcoming parts as well! i was informed that the posts weren’t showing up under the hashtags bc i had an extrernal link to the spotify playlist, so that won’t be available in the next parts, but you’ll always be able to find it in the masterpost if you’d like to give it a listen! those were the songs i listened to while writing the story! now, i dont want to keep you up any longer, here is part 4, one of my personal favs, and im excitedly waiting for your feedbacks on the post! have a wonderful reading!

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SERIES MASTERPOST

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Valerie is curiously watching her dad work on the portable bed they’ve brought over for the night, her little hands clutching onto Rosa’s shirt as she is telling you all about the list she has made for you. It’s not a long one, but you try to focus on every word she says, making sure you won’t mess anything up.

“I put an X behind the important ones,” she explains pointing at the paper and you nod, eyes roaming down on the few X’s on the list. “The other ones are just suggestions, things I thought you should know.

“Got it,” you nod again, biting into your bottom lip. Bath time, feeding, sleep time, everything is covered in the list and you’re happy she even mentioned the smallest details. Some things might be natural for her as she’s been doing it for months, but it’s your first time completely alone with a baby. You surely don’t want to mess this up, especially because you want her to trust you and let you look after Valerie more often. They deserve a break now and then.

Steven finishes the bed and backs out a few stuffed animals along with two blankets into it, making it look cozy and familiar for Val.

“But most importantly,” Rosa starts and you look her in the eyes. “Call us anytime if you need help or want us to take her home, and I mean it.”

“Not gonna happen,” you shake your head, earning a sigh from your sister.

“Y/N, I’m serious. We are thankful for the help, but it’s not your duty, alright? Just call us anytime, really.”

Nodding your head you flash a smile at her, knowing well nothing on Earth is gonna make you call them tonight. Okay, maybe there are some cases when you would call, but those are quite unlikely to happen.

She hands Valerie over who curiously eyes you before grabbing a handful of your shirt and making herself busy with the fabric.

“It’s gonna be fine. Have a great night, you deserve it,” you smile at them. Steven straightens up and curls an arm around Rosa’s waist as they watch Val in awe, clearly a little worried they are gonna spend an entire night without her, but you can tell they also can’t wait for some alone time.

“Alright, we should get going,” Rosa sighs and stepping closer she kisses Valerie’s head and then your cheek as well. “Have fun with your aunty! We’ll be back for you in the morning, Sweetie.”

She runs her hand over her little head and Valerie smiles at her happily, completely oblivious to what’s really happening. The joys of being just a baby!

Steven says goodbye to her as well and you all head to the door.

“So, we’ll be here around eight, she is usually up by six. Do you want us to pick her up sooner?” Rosa asks standing at the front door.

“Sooner? I was about to tell you to sleep a little longer, you don’t have to come so early.”

“But we don’t want to take away your whole day, you need to rest too,” Steven explains, worry all over his face.

“Stop worrying about me, I’ll be fine. Just enjoy your night off! Come on, I’m throwing you guys out, time for the sleepover to start,” you tell them, shushing them out the door.

It takes some time to finally get them to leave, but they eventually do. Then it’s just the two of you, alone for the first time.

“Ready for your first sleepover, Val?” you ask her, standing in the hallway of your apartment. She just stares back at you, saliva drooling from her mouth but even that looks cute on her. “Alright, let’s do this.”

You braced yourself for the worst. Thought about all the possibilities how the evening would go, but you hoped they wouldn't become reality. Unfortunately, baby Valerie had different plans for the two of you.

The first hour goes by fine. You feed her, have a little play time, reading her favorite book to her, but slowly, you notice her losing interest in anything and everything. Soon enough, you see her face distort into a grimace and a few moments later she starts crying and it’s straight downhill from there.

Nothing can get her to stop. No food, no toy, absolutely nothing. You clown around, trying everything that pops into your mind that would calm her down, but it doesn’t seem like she is about to stop anytime soon.

You start to panic. Rosa told you how fussy she is because of her teeth coming, but you didn’t think it would be this bad. When she’s been crying for an entire hour straight, for a split second, you think about calling Rosa.

“No, not gonna do that,” you say, while Val is still screaming in your arms. “Valerie, what do you want? Tell me and I’ll give it to you, I promise! Just please stop crying!” you whine desperately, but, no surprise, no answer comes from the screaming babe in your arms, just more tears, puffy eyes and red cheeks from all the crying she’s been doing.

Trying to rock her into calmness you are moving around in the apartment when you hear your phone ringing. You instantly think it’s gonna be Rosa, wanting to check in on you, but how are you gonna answer the call when Valeries is screaming from the top of her lungs? She’ll come to pick her up straight away, no doubt about that.

Rushing into the kitchen you are relieved to see that it’s just Harry calling you.

“It’s not the best of times, Styles,” you sigh as you answer the call and put him on the speaker, leaving the phone on the countertop, so you have both your hands free for Valerie.

“Hey, I was just-- what the fuck is happening?” he asks hearing the deadly cries of Val through the line. “Is that Valerie?”

“It is! I’m looking after her so Rosa and Steven can celebrate their anniversary, but she just wouldn’t stop crying! I don’t know what to do!”

You’re absolutely desperate. It’s so bad you can feel your throat closing up, nearing the edge of your patience, tears threatening to roll down your cheeks, but you tell yourself only one of you can cry at a time and Val has taken that spot quite some time ago, not even giving you a moment to let loose.

“Text me your address, I’m leaving now,” he orders and you snap your head towards the phone.

“What? No, Harry--”

“Just text me the damn address, Y/N!” he barks and the line cuts off right away.

Your desperation pairs with shock now, not knowing what to think about this short, but quite eventful conversation you just had with him. It takes you a few moments to collect your thoughts, but you end up sending him your address.

Nothing changes in the twenty minutes while you are waiting to hear anything from Harry following your text to him. Valerie keeps crying with three seconds of pauses when she takes a few deep breaths only to start screaming once again. Aside from the headache she is causing you, it’s becoming pretty impressive how long she’s been doing it. You probably would have fainted by now, but it seems like Valerie is running on an endless battery.

“You are really making it hard for me to be a cool aunt, Val,” you mumble, the baby still in your arms as the tears keep rolling down her face. Your light grey shirt is now soaking wet, both from her tears and your sweat from the anxiety she is giving you, mixed with some other things you choose to ignore where they came from.

The doorbell makes you jump, but Valerie doesn’t even bat an eye at the sound, she just keeps going.

“You need to teach me how to have this much energy,” you mumble under your breath as you walk over to the door.

Opening it you find yourself staring up at Harry who is wearing a brown coat, dark jeans and a black hoodie. If you had to guess what he was doing on this weekend evening you would have said he was out with friends somewhere, picking up girls, but he surely doesn’t look like he was anywhere else than his home, the clothes are hanging messily on his frame, like he just threw them on in a rush.

His green eyes look straight at you at first before moving over to the crying child in your arms. You fully expect him to say something along the lines of “this is the kind of effect you have on others” comment, but it seems like he notices the fear and despair in your eyes and he keeps his mouth shut.

“I honestly have no idea what to do,” you choke out and the tears start flowing from your eyes as well, making Harry have to deal with now two crying human beings.

“Oh my, please don’t cry, I can’t take two crying women at once,” Harry begs as he steps inside and shuts the door behind him. Turning to face you he reaches for Valerie, you hand her over to him, hoping she would magically stop the crying, but she clearly couldn’t care less.

“Why, can you take one?” you ask with a bitter chuckle as you wipe your cheeks.

“Not really,” he admits, making you smile. “So what have you tried?” he asks as he starts swaying and rocking Valerie in hopes of getting her to stop, but not even Harry’s charm stands a chance with her right now. Deep down you’re happy you weren’t the reason she got so fussy and upset, would have been pretty awkward if she stopped the moment Harry took her into his arms.

“Literally everything,” you huff, shoulders falling forward. “I went over the list Rosa gave me, tried everything, but she wouldn’t stop. She’s teething, but this is… It seems like there might be something else maybe?” you tell him worried that something serious might be behind her behavior. You really don’t want to call and bother Rosa, but you are nearing the point where you’ll give up and ask for help.

“Maybe she needs to be changed?” Harry suggests holding her up, giving her butt a sniff, but you roll your eyes at him.

“You don’t think that was one of the first things I did? She is as clean as she could be. Maybe I should just call Rosa,” you sigh in defeat reaching for your phone but Harry snaps at you.

“No! Don’t, we can figure this out. Steven has been so excited to have a night off, we can’t ruin this for them. Come on, we have to have the slightest parenting skills and solve this without them.”

Nodding you agree with him, but you’ve completely run out of ideas.

“So what do you suggest?”

You can see the gears turning in Harry’s head as he is trying to come up with a plan, but it’s not like either of you have any experience with babies. The idea of calling Rosa is starting to burn in the back of your head, fear of failing this challenge taking over your thoughts.

Then Harry looks at you with a look that screams that he has an idea. You’re just about to ask what came into his mind when all of a sudden he starts to sing.

“Well, sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water, and I think of all the things what you’re doing and in my head I paint a picture…”

You instantly recognize Amy Whinehouse’s iconic song, the one that’s also behind Valerie’s name, you know that for sure. Rosa was obsessed with the song growing up, she would sing it on the way to school, in the shower or while making dinner. You weren’t surprised she chose this name for her first daughter.

What surprises you that Harry sings like a literal angel. He hits the notes perfectly, nailing the lines like not many can and you listen to him with parted lips, eyebrows raised. This was the last thing you expected from him, but then again, it’s not the first time Harry has surprised you through the years of knowing him.

Valerie stops for a moment, her hiccups shaking through her body as her tear-filled eyes look up to Harry, and you both think this is gonna be the moment when she finally calms down, but he doesn’t even reach the chorus before she starts crying again, a defeated sigh erupting from him.

“Maybe she wants it instrumental,” you suggest and Harry gives you one of those ‘are you fucking kidding me?’ looks as you leave to run down the hallway, right into your bedroom.

“How am I supposed to make it instru-- what the hell, Y/N?!” He gives you a weirded out look when you return with a guitar in your hands. “Since when do you play the guitar?”

“Since like… eighth grade,” you tell him as you sit on the couch and holding the guitar on your lap you try to find the right accords. “I told you, you know nothing about me.”

Harry nods with a surprised but amazed look on his face as your fingers strum against the chords. It takes a few minutes but you figure it out and glancing up you give a questioning look to Harry.

“From the start?” you ask and he nods his head, continuously bouncing up and down to try to calm Val down.

You start playing the song and soon enough Harry joins you with the singing, the two of you perfectly nailing it even without any practice.

“Stop makin’ a fool out of me, why don’t you come on over, Valerie?”

Maybe it’s the guitar, maybe it’s the singing or maybe the fact that the song has her name in it, but by the time you reach the halfway point in the song Valerie’s crying slowly starts to fade. You instantly share a look with Harry, but don’t stop, fearing that she might start again if the music stops.

Her tear soaked cheeks smooth out as she is not screaming anymore and you can actually see her irises finally, her long lashes are sticking together from the salty tears and you know it’s gonna take some time for her to regain her normal state, but at least the crying has stopped.

“‘Cause since I’ve come on home, well, my body’s been a mess. And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress…”

You tear your eyes off Valerie for a second, letting yourself wander over Harry’s features as he sings. He slightly furrows his eyebrows focusing on the lines, so his forehead has a few creases on it. His lips form the words so clearly and elegantly, you wonder how often he sings. Is it something he only does when he is on his own or he likes to perform as well?

The only time when you heard him sing was at the bar when the two of you slayed the karaoke machine with that Avril Lavigne song. You were smashed by then, you remember that he had a nice voice but it was the last thing you paid attention to. Besides, he was kind of equally drunk as you, it was all for just fun, but now is a completely different situation.

It’s no surprise Valerie finds his voice soothing, you’d probably stop whatever you were doing if you heard him sing. There are people with a good voice and then there are the ones that not just have a good voice but also that small something, that extra magic in them that makes you melt as their voice caress your ears. Harry is definitely the second case, for a moment you forget where you are or why he is there singing. It’s just his voice and the gentle strumming of your fingers on the chords.

At the end of the song he starts repeating Valerie as the song slowly fades into nothing and you both stare at the little girl in his arms, clearly afraid she might start crying again. Unfortunately, your reservations become valid when you see the corners of her mouth curls down and you and Harry share a shocked look immediately.

“What else can you play?” he urges as Val whimpers in his arms, letting you know she does not appreciate that the singing has stopped.

“Shit, shit! Um, something from ABBA?” you propose and Harry nods quickly, not even asking which song you know, so you take it as a sign that he probably knows all of them.

The first song that comes to your mind is Andante, Andante and you don’t hesitate to start playing again, just in time. Valerie was just about to start crying again, but as soon as the melody hit her little ears she calmed down and listened to it with tired looking eyes.

“Take it easy with me, please. Touch me gently like a summer evening breeze…” Harry sings the words and you can’t hold a smile back as he, once again, hits the notes just perfectly without missing a beat.

You’re convinced there’s not one person on Earth who has never heard a single Abba song, most of the population knows them by heart, but somehow you couldn’t really imagine Harry to be a person who knows the lyrics to the songs as well. But he does and sings it without messing it up even just once. It’s hard to imagine a younger version of Harry singing ABBA songs when they come on the radio, but the more you think about it the more the picture paints itself in your mind.

Valerie lays her head to Harry’s chest, stuffing her thumb into her mouth as she listens to the performance. She is probably enjoying the vibrance of his voice shaking through his chest and maybe this is what brings her the peace she’s been looking for all this time. Your heart skips a beat at the sight of them.

Harry glances at you, eyes so soft you melt under his gaze. However nerve wrecking it was to have Valerie scream for hours, she is still the cutest little thing ever as she rests her head on his chest, her long blinks giving it away she has definitely lost most of her energy.

You don’t dare to stop the singing and playing. When you near the end of a song you quickly think of something else and whisper it over to Harry, who then gives his feedback on it with either a nod or a shake of his head. Most of the time he knows the songs you suggest so the show continues without a stop.

Half an hour passes by when you see her eyes slowly closing. You still don’t stop though, only when Harry tries to listen to her breathing and he realizes that it was completely slowed down. She is out.

“Holy shit,” you breathe out quietly, your fingers feeling numb from the playing. You haven’t had a guitar in your hands for this long in a while, probably for years. Harry shares your relief, his throat has completely dried out and he is happy to finally breathe evenly, not just sneak a few breaths in between lines.

“And now what?” he mouths as he is still gently swaying around with the sleeping Valerie in his arms. You put the guitar aside and check if she is for real asleep. Her long lashes are spread out on her puffy cheeks, gently snoozing into Harry’s chest as if she weren’t screaming for dear life just an hour ago.

“Let’s put her down,” you whisper and nod at him to follow you.

Reaching your bedroom you only switch your bedside lamp on so the light doesn’t wake her up. Pushing the stuffed animals to the side you grab the blankets and let Harry do the critical job. Leaning down he oh so slowly starts to pull her away from his chest, careful not to move too suddenly, it all feels like in those action movies when they are trying to get through the lasers without triggering the alarm. One bad move and the screaming threatens to start again and that’s the last thing you want, after all you’ve done to calm her down.

You don’t even realize it but as you watch her little head reach the mattress you hold your breath, almost wincing upon seeing Harry’s hands slide out from under her sleeping frame. As if you wait for something to go wrong, both of you freeze for a moment, expecting her to start moving around and wake up, but she stays still.

Eyes snapping up to Harry, you exchange a look and then you both head to the door, careful not to make any noise that can possibly shake Valerie up from her dreams.

“This was more tiring than running a marathon,” he huffs, throwing himself to the couch and you do the same next to him.

“Have you ever run a marathon?”

“No,” he confidently answers and you look over at him with a puzzled look. “But I can imagine how tiring it is.”

You let out a chuckle, letting your eyes close for just a little bit. You haven’t even had the chance to realize how much this whole struggle with Val sucked the energy out of you, but now that you’re half lying on the couch it hits you all at once.

“I should get going,” you hear Harry mumble, clearly just as tired as you are, but he doesn’t move.

“Mhm,” you hum, feeling yourself drift to sleep.

Neither of you moves and it doesn’t take a whole five minutes for the both of you to completely doze off.

The next time you wake up you feel an arm curled around your waist and someone is definitely pressed up against you while your back is against the back of the couch. It takes you a couple of moments and some blinking to realize it’s Harry you are all snuggled up to and the reason why you woke up is because Valerie is crying again.

“Shit,” you mumble to yourself, mind still groggy from the sleep as you push yourself up on the couch. Just moments later Harry’s eyes flush open and you’re not sure it’s because of the crying or because you moved next to him. His arm slides off you as he looks around a little confused about his surroundings.

You don’t have the chance to think about how the two of you ended up cuddling on the couch, though it lingers in the back of your mind. Basically crawling over Harry you rush into your bedroom where Valerie is lying in her bed crying. It’s a different kind of cry, not like the one you were stuck with for hours before and you know she must be hungry.

“Ah, come on, little girl. It’s alright,” you coo at her scooping her into your arms. She immediately cuddles to your chest hiccupping against it, her little hands fisting your shirt. You leave to go to the kitchen and feed her, but just as you’re about to step out of the room you bump into Harry.

You bounce back from his chest, but his hand immediately reaches for you and grabs your arm, holding you in case you might fall back.

“Sorry,” you breathe out, thoughts still foggy a little. “She’s… hungry,” you explain, but he is standing so close to you, you can feel his body’s warmth and it instantly ignites the memory of being pressed against his side on the couch just moments ago and you can’t stop yourself from inhaling a shaky breath.

“Let me help,” he croaks out and the two of you walk into the kitchen. Putting on her bib you hand her over to Harry who sits with her on his lap on a stoop as you get the baby food, warm it a little before joining the two of them and you slowly start feeding her.

“What time is it?” you ask realizing you have no idea how long you two have been asleep on the couch.

“It’s three am,” Harry answers before smiling down at Val. “Good job, Val!” he hums watching her take the spoon into her mouth.

You finish up feeding her, then give a try at burping her even though Rosa said it’s not necessary anymore. She just hums to herself so you head back to the bedroom, her eyes already threatening to close. By the time you put her back to the bed she is out again, so no private show is needed this time.

Walking out of the room you see Harry putting on his shoes and coat. For a split second you feel disappointed that he is leaving, but then your rational side puts you to your place. Of course he is leaving! Val is fine now, there’s no other reason for him to stay, right?

“Harry,” you softly say and he looks at you. “Can you please not tell Rosa and Steven that I needed help with Val?” you quietly ask, though there’s no doubt your eyes are practically begging him.

“No way I’ll ever admit to Steven that I sang ABBA to his child, so don’t worry about it,” he chuckles making you smile as well.

“Thank you. And for helping me as well. I was really close to giving it up,” you admit folding your arms on your chest as Harry stands at the front door, hand on the door knob as he is looking back at you.

“No problem. Now you owe me one,” he smirks and you can’t hold yourself back from rolling your eyes.

“Sure,” you say with an airy chuckle. “Good night, Harry.”

“Good night, Y/N,” he smiles at you sweetly before opening the door and walking out.

You take his place at the door and watch him walk down the eerily quiet hallway. He turns back to you one last time waving in your way and you nod back smiling before he disappears around the corner.

Closing the door you lean your back against it, taking a deep breath. Your eyes wander over to the couch where you and Harry were sleeping not so long ago. The feeling of his arm around you is still burned into your mind and you breathe in shakily as a memory snaps into your head of the exact same thing, only years earlier.

You lied almost exactly like that in his hotel room that night. His strong arms wrapped around you as you had your head laid on his chest, listening to his heartbeat that was slightly faster than the normal. Though you were still quite drunk, this feeling imprinted into your memories, because you felt so safe with him. Like nothing could ever hurt you if he was there with you.

Unfortunately, that feeling faded into nothing when you woke up in the morning quite fast. But this time, instead of disappointment and disgust, the only thing you still feel is the emptiness at the lack of his touch.

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hoforhaechan · 3 years

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A Warm Winters Night - Lucas ff

TW: mentions of anxiety and panic attacks

Lucas x female reader, SMUT, domlucas, sex toys, overstimulation, oral sex, protected sex, sex with other people in the house but not really exhibitionism

You smiled to yourself when you pulled up outside the large log cabin that your boyfriend had booked for everyone to stay in for a few nights to celebrate the new year. "You like it babe?" he said with a little smile. You nodded. He leaned in closer to you and you shivered when you felt his warm breath near your ear as he whispered into it "the rooms are pretty big too." You giggle and he pecks you on the lips before you go in and wait for the others to arrive.

You're not the best at remembering names so you make a mental note of everyone a few times. You've known Ten and Johnny for a while because Lucas used to take you on double dates with them but you were only vaguely familiar with the rest of the members. And you definitely didn't know their girlfriend's names.

There's Kun and his girlfriend Andrea (who prefers to be called Annie) , Ten and Johnny, Xiaojun and his girlfriend Paige, Hendery and his girlfriend Hannah, Yangyang and his girlfriend Elise, and Winwin and his boyfriend Yuta. You greet all of them and after having a few drinks and talking for a while you really start to like them. Or, well, most of them.

You've all decided to play a board game and Lucas and you are winning but you can tell that a certain someone is not happy with those results. Annie starts laughing and says, "This is boring let's do body shots" and she flips the board and all the pieces onto the floor. Lucas stands up and says "What the actual fuck Annie?" Kun and you try to calm down the situation but the two of them just start screaming at each other until Annie screams, "YOU USED TO BE FUN BEFORE YOU STARTED DATING THAT SLUT" and she gave you a death stare. You were about to clap back at her but you didn't have time before Lucas left the room and you heard the front door slam. "Shit. " you said, "You better hope he's right outside or I will hurt you." You glared at her. You walked out the room and Kun followed and said "I'm really sorry, she's not usually like this she's just had too much to drink." you gave him a small smile and took your coat off the rack. You then realised that Lucas's coat was still there. He was out in the snowy woods with just a jacket on. You grabbed his coat and stepped outside into the cold.

You couldn't see him anywhere so you walked into the forest and looked around for a while. The snow was quite thick and you were getting cold so you put Lucas's coat on. You shouted his name for a while and walked around but it had started to get dark and you looked at your watch and realized you'd been looking for almost an hour. Your anxiety started rising and you were struggling to breathe. You spotted a log that was under a tree so it had barely any snow on it. You sat down and tried to get ahold of yourself. You realized you were lost and didn't know how to get back and you started crying. It started as just silent tears but after a while it was loud sobbing and screaming. You heard footsteps and shouted Lucas's name. No response. You kept crying even louder until you heard leaves crunching around you and you felt a pair of arms around you. You flinched and shrieked not being able to see in the dark. "shh baby, it's just me." it was Lucas's voice. You immediately felt safe and you let him pull you up and carry you back to the cabin as you snuggled into his chest while the tears still streamed slowly down your face.

You reached the cabin and Lucas knocked on the door with his foot and shouted, "Can someone please come open the door for us, I have my hands full?!" You heard someone approaching the doorway and heard it open and heard a gasp and Johnny said, "Omg y/n! Lucas? Is she okay? What happened?" "She just had a bit of a shock, I'm just gonna take her to our room." Lucas placed you on your bed and lit the fireplace. "I'll be back in a minute babe I just need to let the others know that you're okay" he leaned in and kissed you. You closed your eyes and snuggled into the blankets.

Lucas walked down the stairs from the room. He was thinking about how terrified he had been when all he could hear was y/n screaming and not knowing where she was. He walked into the living room and sat down in his chair. "i apologize for storming out, I just got too riled up. Y/n is okay she just had a panic attack. She suffers from chronic anxiety so I really shouldn't have left like that. It was stupid. Andrea, im sorry that I yelled at you." Andrea looked worried and teary eyed. "Lucas I'm so sorry if I hadn't been so immature this wouldn't have happened." Lucas gave her a small smile, "it's ok." Kun sighed, "alrighty everyone I think its time for bed."

You had calmed down and were ready to go back and have some more fun. You were walking down the stairs when you heard Kun saying it was bedtime. You frown. An idea pops into your head. "What are you talking about Kun, the night has only just begun. I think we should play another game. Hmm, maybe truth or dare?" Annie smiled at you apologetically and you smiled back. A few drinks later and Hannah had been dared to lick sigar off Hendery's nipples and you were all laughing and having a good time. "OK ThAts EnOuGh i NeEd tO pUt mY sHirT bAcK on!" said Hendery through chittering teeth. You all laughed. "Ok Hannah your turn to dare" said Yanyang. "Okie dokie, let's see shall we," she looked around at everyone, "y/n I dare you to kiss Xiaojun. You heard everyone laugh, Paige and Xiaojun among them, so you knew they didn't object to the dare.

You looked at Lucas and you could already see the jealous look forming on his face and you smiled to yourself. Time to have some fun. "Ok" you agreed. You crawled towards Xiaojun and pecked his lips knowing that the audience wouldn't be satisfied with that. "Seriously y/n you call that a kiss" said Yuta. You shrugged. "Come on, kiss him properly, use a little bit of tongue, its not like it means anything" said Ten and everyone laughed. Everyone except Lucas who was looking at Ten like he wanted to kill him. You giggled to yourself and sat on xiaojuns thigh and leaned in for another kiss.

You kissed again *properly* this time until Lucas said "Ok time for the next dare." You sat back down next to him and he leaned down to whisper in your ear "You're in big trouble tonight babygirl" you felt yourself get turned on just by those words. You didn't pay much attention to the rest of the game, instead daydreaming about how lucas would punish you this time. You were so lost in your thoughts until you felt lucas pick you up and you noticed that everyone was heading to their rooms.

He carried you to your room and threw you roughly but carefully onto the bed and said. "Stay there. Don't move." From the tone of Lucas's voice you could tell he wasn't angry enough for you to get what you were daydreaming about. You wanted him to tease you til you were crying and begging him to give you what you want and to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk. But right now all you were gonna get was a few spanks and sex a little rougher than usual. Luckily you knew how to rile him up. You had to disobey him. You started stripping off your clothes and then positioned yourself on the bed with your legs open wide and you started rubbing your clit through the thin lace of your panties. You looked up at Lucas as he walked in and you bit your lip and moaned his name. He smirked but you could tell he was furious, and now you've made it worse.

You don't think you've ever seen him this angry before. "Take off your clothes" he demanded. You took them off quickly not wanting to anger him any more. He looked at your naked body and smiled. "You okay with this babygirl? As much as I want to punish you I dont want to do anything you're not comfortable with?" You nodded. "Use your words babygirl." "I want you." Lucas smiled and then his caring side was gone.

He went over to his unpacked suitcase and pulled out a familiar black box. "Shit." you whispered to yourself, but Lucas heard and smirked. "You didn't think I would leave this at home did you. No. I know how much you love to make me mad so I knew I would need it." You were a little scared now, but excited, because you knew that everything in that box was there to rile you up and make you scream.

He first pulled out the handcuffs and cuffed your hands to the bedpost so that you were helpless. You could already feel yourself getting turned on. You loved it when Lucas was rough on you, when he showed you no mercy. You wondered if he would choose to overstimulate you and make you a crying moaning mess underneath him or if he would deny you your orgasm until you were begging and screaming.

You watched him pull a silver vibrator out of the box. He made no move to get himself undressed so you decided he had probably chosen to go with option 1, torturing you with overstimulation. He spread your legs apart and positioned his mouth near your entrance. He looked up at you through long lashes. The sight made you feel wrecked and you let out a small moan. You told him how sexy he looked but he wasn't happy with that response. "You're enjoying yourself a little too much for this to be a punishment babygirl." He didn't move before speaking and the vibrations from his words made you shiver.

He pulled away to fetch something else from the box. A fluffy black blindfold. You knew this was gonna be a long night. he put the blindfold over your eyes and now you were completely at his mercy. You couldn't see or touch so all you could do to try gain some clarity on what was happening was to listen. You heard Lucas move around for a while until you felt hot breath on your heat. You moaned quietly, worrying about the rest of the house hearing you. Lucas didn't like that so he slapped your thigh and growled "dont be quiet baby, let the whole house hear how good I make you feel. Let them know you belong to me." You moaned loudly as he licked a stripe up your pussy.

He licked and sucked at you while you squirmed underneath him, moaning uncontrollably. He held down your thighs to keep you still. But as he sucked on your clit a little too harshly you trapped his head between your thighs, crying out loudly, as you came on his face. Lucas was satisfied but took it as an opportunity to torture you more. "You little slut, you came on me without permission. You're making it hard for me to go easy on you." You moaned softly at the degradation. He entered two fingers into you without warning and you screamed out a moan. He was thrusting and curling his fingers in you, completely wrecking you.

He removed his fingers from you and put them in your mouth. You whined around them as you tasted yourself. You heard him switch on the vibrator and he held it against your clit as he ate you out again. "Lucas," you whined, "I'm gonna come." With his permission you came again and he continued to lick you till you were clean. "I don't think you've learned your lesson yet baby." He took off your blindfold and you moaned at the sight before you. Lucas's previously styled hair was messy and his eyes were dark with lust as he groaned at your facial expression. He was beautiful. He took off his shirt slowly and teasingly. You knew this trick. This was your least favorite punishment. To watch Lucas being turned on and watching him touch himself without being able to help, or to get any satisfaction of your own.

He knew how much it riled you up and he loved it. You already wanted to just hold him and run your fingers over his abs. But you couldn't. He unzipped his pants at an agonizingly slow pace and you whined. He smirked at you and pulled them down and took them off. He started palming himself through his boxers and you couldn't stand it. You wanted to be making him feel good. He finally pulled off his underwear and started stroking himself. You were crying and moaning and desperate. You wanted so badly to help him. You knew you could make him feel better. You knew because you had heard the way he moaned when it was your hand doing that to him, or your mouth. He would moan loudly and let out high pitched whines and cries.

"PLEASE," you sobbed, "please Lucas!" "What do you want baby" he groaned. "Let me help you, please. I can make it up to you. Let me help you." you begged him. He decided you had learned your lesson so he unlocked the handcuffs and you immediately wrapped your hands around his dick and started jerking him off. "fuck," he groaned, "so good."

You replaced your hands with your mouth and started sucking him off while using your hands to pump what didn't fit. "Babe," he warned, "I'm close" do you want it in your mouth or do you want me to fuck you?" You pulled off and looked at him. He let out a moan at the sight of your fucked out expression." "I want you" you said quietly. "You're gonna have to be more specific than that babygirl" you let out a whimper. "Want you inside" Lucas groaned and grabbed a condom from the box and ripped it open with his teeth. You smiled. You loved it when he did that. You whined at the expression on his face while he rolled the condom on.

He hovered over you and pecked you lightly on the lips. "I love you" you told him. "i love you baby" he responded. And at that he pushed into you and you both let out sinful noises as he filled you up. You could tell that neither of you were gonna last long as he thrusted into you. It didn't feel like a punishment anymore. It felt intimate. You could tell that Lucas was close, but you didn't worry, you knew he would make sure you came.

He started rubbing your clit as he thrusted and soon you reached your high and you threw your head back as you entered a state of ecstasy. When you had finally calmed down Lucas was finished and after a few seconds he pulled out. You lay still for a while. You got up and went to the bathroom quickly and when you got back Lucas had packed up the black box and was lying in bed with his arms open, waiting for cuddles. You smiled and happily obliged, climbing into bed and snuggling into his embrace.

The next morning you woke up with stiff muscles and aching legs. But you were happy. You pulled on some leggings and one of Lucas's hoodies. You gently shook him awake and kissed him. When you both entered the kitchen, it was occupied by Ten, Johnny and Yuta. They were all smirking and when you looked at Lucas in confusion he let out a soft chuckle and went to make you both drinks. "So y/n," said Johnny, "sounded like you slept well last night."

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lavenderwhore444 · 3 years

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My Hero

Dabi x Reader Warnings: Fluff, angst, very lovely romantic smut, swearing, violence but like punching walls and shit nothing big, Dabis backstory isn't spoiled I don't reveal his last name I swear, when he cries it's not like crying (obvi no tear ducts) but like the kind of crying where you’re crying but no tears come out

to use: input your name as y/n, I don't use your quirk in this. To input your quirk use y/q. To change different things click “change something other than y/n” and follow the directions.

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“Hey! I see your requests are open. In light of all the recent spoilers, can I ask for something very sappy and self indulgent? Can I get a large fluff angst Dabi combo where he goes off about being the most powerful villain but all he ever wanted to be was a hero and the only time he’s ever truly felt like a good man and like he’s #1 is with y/n? With a side of mild romantic smut but hold the gluten? Thanks. 💕🙏🏻 If not, no worries. I’m gonna stalk your page and read more of your stuff now.”

This story is like compressed if that makes sense for some reason my brain just smashed everything that happens into one day 😃🔫

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“G’morning Dabi, ” you said, rolling over to hold him.

When you were met with a Dabi-free bed, panic immediately set in.

You peeked through the door, “Dabi?” you called

“Right here, babe, ” he said from the kitchen.

The smell of syrup filled your nose, and you realized that Dabi, the number two villain, was making you pancakes. Your bare feet hit the soft carpet as you walked to him. You wrapped your arms around his waist and kissed the back of his left shoulder.

“You are amazing, Dabi, ” you mumbled against his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah whatever, don't get sappy y/n, ” he said.

You ran your hands up and down his stomach, taking a deep breath to smell his cologne.

“Stop distracting me y/n they're gonna burn, ” he grumbled.

“Fine, fine!” You said.

You let go of him to put on a pot of coffee only to see that he had made coffee just the way you like.

“Jeez, did you kill a puppy or something because if so, apology accepted, ” you said.

“No, I didn't kill a fucking puppy. I just wanted to do something nice for you, ” he said, “but if youre gonna make it a big deal everytime-”

“Nope, nevermind, I'll be quiet, ” you interrupted.

Dabi finished making breakfast, and you both sat down at the table. He was quite proud of himself, seeing you smile at him when you first came down, feeling you wrap your arms around him, kissing him. It made his chest feel warm and light. Don't get the wrong idea. He’d never do anything like this for anyone else, no matter what. Only you, he was only soft for you. He even washed the dishes saying that “it was more meaningful if I do them myself, ”

You sat in the living room, talking about anything and everything. It had taken the better part of three years, but Dabi was an open book. He had cried on your shoulder, you had watched him bleed. You had stapled him together, watched him go about all his villainous deeds, and never, ever judged him. You were the best thing to happen to him. y/n y/l/n, or preferably when finally proposed (if you know his last name, please put it into interactive fics) y/n d/l/n. (Dabis last name)

You got up and felt your feet get caught on the rug but before you could hit the floor, Dabi’s arms wrapped around you.

You laughed as you steadied yourself, “my hero, ”

He froze, “your hero?”

“Yeah, that's what I said, ” you responded.

“A hero, ” he spat, “are you fucking kidding?”

“No Dabi that's not what I-” you started.

“Shut the fuck up y/n, I'm not your fucking ‘hero,’” he sneered, “im the greatest fucking villain of all time. That man child is a joke, ”

(ouch 😐)

“No please Dabi just listen, ” you said.

“No, you listen, y/n. I can't be your fucking hero. I fucking kill people. That's my life youre just a delusional little girl who wants someone to save her. That's. Not. Me, ” he said.

“Please baby I just, ” you tried.

His fist hit the wall, and his other knocked over a vase as it shattered, “I told you to listen! I'm not here to save you. I could burn this whole fucking house to the ground with you in it if I wanted to. You shouldn't be around me y/n. I can't do anything right I'll just hurt you I can't keep you safe, ” he started to unravel.

“I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to hurt anyone; I just wanted to be a hero. I just wanted to help. But I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't,” he broke, “please, please, I didn't mean it I just I love you, and I can't lose you. I'm sorry ill get you a new vase; I'll cook your favorite food. We can get that dumb cat you saw in the store anything y/n. I wanted to be a hero y/n I wanted to go to that dumb school and help people, but I can't. It's all ruined, ruined ruined ruined, ” he started to sob, sliding down to the floor.

“I just want it to stop. Please make it stop y/n it hurts everything hurts, ” he ran his hands over the burns and picked at the staples.

“Baby no, don't pick at them, ” you said pulling his hands away.

Was he an asshole? Yeah, yeah, he was. But he always had to get angry before he got sad. He was never taught how to express it. That wasn't any excuse, but he was never violent, and he always always regretted it. So you sat next to him, letting him sob and sob into your chest.

“Please let me make it up to you, ” Dabi begged, leaving sloppy kisses up and down your neck, “please I'm so sorry, let me make it all better y/n let me make you feel good, baby, look just stay here let me make it special, ” he said running upstairs.

Ten minutes later, he picked you up, carrying you up the stairs. He set you down, and you looked around. The room smelled like roses and it was warm from the candles that illuminated the room.

“Dabi, ” you whispered, “this, this is perfect, ”

You turned to him as he pulled his shirt over his head, giving you access to his chest and stomach. You ran your hands up and down his chest rubbing over his nipple gently. He groaned.

“No baby, lemme take care of you, ” he said, “I've got wine and everything; let's make a night out of it yeah?”

You grinned, “mmm yeah, red?”

“You know I hate white wine y/n, ” he said, “I want to ask you while youre sober, are you okay with all of this?”

“Yes, ” you kissed him and mumbled against his lips, “I'm very sure, ”

He opened the bottle, “open up, baby girl, ”

You opened your mouth and he held your chin, pouring the wine into your mouth.

“There we go, ” he said, taking a couple of swigs.

You pulled him to the bed, smiling. You drank some more wine together, getting needier.

“Please please please, ” you begged, “please I need it,”

He kissed you, his tongue entering your mouth. It tangled with yours, exploring your mouth as his pants got tighter. Your hands gripped his hair. You pulled harshly, causing him to groan. He pulled you into his lap, moving your crotch over his clothed erection. He moaned into your mouth as he moved your hips. He wasn't the only one moaning as his hands traveled up your shirt.

He groped your tits through your bra, still frantically moving against you. He moved to your back, rubbing slow circles onto it. His fingers were rough and calloused but so gentle, letting his nails graze your back from time to time, making you shiver. They moved up your back until they reached your bra, trying to take it off.

He pulled away, “this stupid fucking thing, can you turn around?”

You turned, “you want to get my shirt while youre at it?”

“Oh I would love to take off your shirt, ” he smirked.

His hands and the soft fabric brushed your stomach as Dabi lifted your shirt. Next, your chest was set free as your bra fell on the bed. Immediately his hands were on you, pinching and rubbing your nipples, still grinding against you. Your moans mixed, nearly harmonizing, and you were only half-naked. He helped you out of your pants, rubbing your clit through your panties.

You moaned, ”n-not fair you don't even have your pants off, ”

He chuckled, “you want my pants off?”

You nodded, reaching for the zipper. He stopped your hand, moving to stand in front of you, pulling his pants down and stepping out of them. You grabbed his bulge through his boxers, causing him to hiss. You could feel it throbbing and decided to show mercy by getting rid of his underwear. It bobbed briefly touching his stomach. You couldn't help but stare, the head was an angry red with precum oozing out of it.

“Are you fucking drooling?” he laughed.

“N-no, ” you said, still staring.

He moved closer, the tip nudging your lips. You opened them enough to wrap around the head and suck gently. You let your tongue press against the tip, licking up and down slowly. He moaned shamelessly.

“No, no, lemme do it, baby f-fuck, ” he groaned as you pulled away.

He laid you down on your back. He got on top of you.

Pressing his forehead to yours, he whispered, “I love you, ” before easing the first part of himself into you.

“I love you too- f-fuck Dabi, oh my god, ” you moaned, throwing your head back.

He grabbed your chin to make you look him in the eyes as he bottomed out inside of you. Your nails dug into his sides as you moaned for him to ‘just please fucking move Dabi.’ and move he did, thrusting in and out of you slowly. He left your faces a centimeter apart, foreheads still pressed together. He let you feel all of him; his piercing dragged over your soft walls, right over that perfect spot. Your back arched and closed the nonexistent space between you.

He sped up, unable to control himself. Your nails raked over his back as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, ” he mumbled into your neck.

His thrust became sloppier as the pleasure built up inside of you. It filled you up until it burst, coaxing something close to a scream from you that Dabi muffled with his lips on yours. He left you panting and flushed. Begging him to slow down, but he was too busy chasing his own high as you chanted his name religiously. He cried out as his hips snapped against yours giving you so much pleasure it was nearly painful.

He began to make your favorite sounds. Whimpering and high-pitched whines escaped him. He was so sweet and needy when he was right on the edge, throwing his head back only to press it to yours again. He began to babble about how good it is, so wet, hot, tight, perfect for his cock. He came with a scream like moan as you felt hot liquid fill you. He was left panting and thrusting until he began to soften.

“Apology accepted, ” you whispered.

He chuckled, “thanks babe,”

You pulled him in for a kiss. After you pulled away, he pulled you to his chest. His arms were wrapped around you, covering everything the blanket couldn't, keeping you warm and protected. Dabi kissed your forehead and raked his fingers through your hair scratching your scalp with his nails. You hummed softly, running your fingers over his chest and stomach.

“Night y/n, I love you,”

You smiled and whispered, “i love you too Dabs, ”

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lover-of-trash-and-people · 3 years

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netflix shadow and bone s1 e5 pt3: peak darklina

the first kiss scene Alina is so beautiful Her little smile as she picks up his kefta after he hears him call out for Ivan to get it like ooh I'm gonna play a little trick on Alek Her making him smile with a joke that's not even funny The tentativeness of it all, them tiptoeing around each other, testing the boundaries Him being taken aback by her offering to help him put on his kefta but still wanting her to and immediately resorting to business voice asking questions about official sun summoner stuff And putting on his serious business face him trying to explain away the gloves by calling them a safeguard, not a sign of him not trusting her abilities the face he makes after saying spectacle either depicting his distaste for the showiness of the event or depicting his embarrassment at how he phrased the sentence, like what the fuck did I just say (more likely the first one) Her quickly turning around and walking away after the eye contact makes her realise how close they are and him pulling a puzzled look as she does so Just. Just how adorable the energy is. Both of them making jokes to diffuse the tension, her gripping the table to maybe steady or calm herself, the looks they give to each other as if engaged in a delicate dance; god-like Him straight up just blinking and looking down and gulping as she says 'we can offer Grisha and Ravkans hope' (could be multiple things he's thinking at this point, and all of them interest me) 'That means a lot to me, Alina.' *her turning to look at his face* 'You mean a lot...' *her immediately lowering her gaze and tracing where her mal scar used to be lmao* 'to everyone' *her raising her gaze to him again* The music swelling as she walks up to him, her barely grazing her fingers against his collar, his eyes looking across hers as if in disbelief, her looking at his lips, and then her closing the gap between them. Him being a little stiff, indubitably from being shocked, and yet giving into it almost instinctively as if he can't help it. The violin coming in powerfully yet softly to emphasize the tenderness of it all. This thing has been made with so much love and I can't contain myself about it. Him opening his eyes half a second after Alina, almost as if waking up from a dream and then, following a relaxing of his facial muscles as he clearly regains his composure, immediately looking inscrutable. Her doubting herself, not losing eye contact as he stands up from the desk, but her sudden fear, regret, and embarrassment clear on her face. Her sides of her lips slowly rising giving way his own self mirroring her and breaking into smile and composing himself and breaking into smile again before saying 'Not many people surprise me, Miss Starkov'. Her now fully breaking out into a smile, her face a picture of unguarded joy, she looks down only to have his gaze follow her face. Both of them giddy in the other's presence and the audience can feel it. It feels like he is leaning in for another one when the sound of the door opening makes them spring apart, regaining their composures and standing at a respectable distance from each other. Her poorly suppressing a smile, him looking at her visibly, her mimicking him with a glance out of her periphery, causing her to give in to her smile completely. Him looking visibly distracted as he attempts to pay attention to whoever came into the room. the Jesper of it all Jesper the mega idiot not being able to control his face from doing a thing as he realises the person who caught him where he wasn't supposed to be is the same person he was making sexy eyes at before and yet regaining his composure in record time The poor stable hand actually being interested in Jesper and being adorable with Jesper just being like charm itself Can you believe looking at Jesper Llewellyn Fahey in the flesh and having him make sexy eyes at you and then forgetting about it? Because I simply cannot. The line about light role play? Felt a little not right. GO OFF STABLE HAND WHO PUSHED JESPER AGAINST A WALL AND KISSED HIM, HE LITERALLY SAID IM POPPING OFF AND

THEN HE DID Zoya Zoya saying fuck off to the random racist comment made by one of the guests, but she was racist to Alina herself? (I mean South Asian-East Asian hate is not uncommon so idk) David omg the cutie pie adjusting his hair at the fete HEARTRENDER FUCKING HUSBANDS Fedyor insisting on Ivan eating the sweet and Ivan's solemn head shake like no babe im on a diet and Fedyor being like heart eyes please eat the sweet my love and then Fedyor holding Ivan's face to make him nibble off a corner and Ivan's face splitting into a reluctant grin Kaz the actor Seeing Kaz the actor instead of Kaz the master of trickery and plans is an interesting thing Kanej being Kanej cute banter interaction, would recommend, 10/10 hints at Arken being sus The look Kaz gives Arken when Arken leaves, I really should have known, I was simply being a clown Darkling and the dumb royalty We love the Darkling suppressing his anger at these otkazat'sya rulers dissing the grisha and the little palace Alina's entrance The soft hum that we hear when Alina enters but we don't see her face Alina's adorable peeking The Darkling's expression changing despite being done af with these mfers and instantaneously on catching a glimpse of Alina, she really has that power huh He really made it look like his pupils dilated and who knows maybe they did Him trying to call her out for not following protocol but him melting and saying 'you look lovely, by the way' Her saying 'you look like you needed saving' I can't breathe you're so cool ballroom at the little palace I must confess I expected the ballroom of the winter fete to be bigger

GENYADAVID looking at each other and pretending not to look at each other, my fucking heart Kanej being Kanej Kaz implying they're gonna try to trick the people into thinking that the fake sun summoner is real and Inej being done with his shit Alina's demonstration HER NAME IS ALINA STARKOV yes mfer The way people back away as he steps, god the power of this man Inej looking at Kaz omfg Okay him clapping the darkness into the room was cool af I love the shadow summoning effects so fucking much The first bit of light that Alina summons lighting up the gold parts of her black kefta, absolute perfection Alina just enjoying her power and then looking to Alek, his lips parting when she does Aw Fedyor looking at Ivan in a I told you she could do it way Genya and Fedyor exchanging glances as Alina besties THE CROWD SAYING SANKTA ALINA INEJ SAYING SANKTA ALINA WITH HALF A TEAR IN HER EYE DAMN THIS IS POWERFUL Jesper and Dima IMMEDIATELY TRANSITIONING TO JESPER SAYING 'SAINTS' AS A NAKED STABLE BOY GETS OFF OF HIM AGAHSJSJSJKS I CAN'T IM CACKLING AT THE AUDACITY OF THIS SHOW HOW ARE THEY SO PERFECT (his name's dima btw) Poor fucking Dima getting frightening orders from his superior as his hookup sneaks out with horses that are definitely not his Arken the little shit Ah Arken why'd you have to go and do this I was actually amused by you before the malyen factor omg Mal's here and someone saw him getting here apparat and faith? The apparat literally jumping out of the palace walls at Alina lol man I do love the religion angle of this universe and it would have been so fucking cool if it were explored a bit better ew apparat that grab was very violent mal/darkling interaction the darkling's reaction at his recognition of mal was so funny ah yes my arch nemesis, the other angle of this teen immortal love triangle how utterly delightful someone explain the darkling's 'are you alright' to mal, is it because Alina was worried sick, is it mind games, is it curiosity, what is it Im still don't know how to feel with them attaching a literal symbol to the sun summoner, to Alina's dreams and to the stag itself 'not until I see Alina' THE LOYAL HIMBO ENERGY IN THIS ONE ISTFG I have never known nose acting until I saw Ben Barnes, he uses his nose in his acting and it is absolutely wonderful; case in point, the 'i beg your pardon' to mal with the rage making his voice shake okay but why is every mal darkling interaction like, everything the prompt answer our baby mal gives and the satisfaction it brings to his face, fucking amazing the darkling being literally struck by this, his mouth literally agape, king this is a 20 year old lmao Baghra! OMG WE GOT A GLIMPSE OF BAGHRA'S FIRE YES Genya supremacy Genya beating Arken up let's fucking go Marie's plot influence and Racism? Yellowface? again? hmm bardugo (then again, I have no authority over this, I'm south asian) Ive already talked about how I'm interested in knowing if and how changing Marie's time and place of death going to influence the plot much because in the books it caused a chain reaction doing a lot of stuff Alina, my love Alina just, laughing with other Grisha, feeling at home, ah be still my treacherous heart Mal's confrontation scene with Alina that was in the books being retconned to Mal calling out to her body double, hmm, probably to make Mal more likeable, I don't have any feelings about this particularly Nadia and Fedyor Okay the both of them, smiling and walking, hand in hand, cute mlm wlw solidarity moment that I missed during the first watch Kanej interacting with Alina Why is Alina literally so adorable The music picking up as the Inferni catches sight of the 'limping man' (what? it was funny when he said it) Blue Irises Alina's face showing a certain sense of calm when Alek shows up Alina's face after the Darkling says 'for you' and presents her with blue irises is something like gasp okay you've got game sexy shadow man mal fite time omg I thought she was taking mal to talk to Baghra or smth not to kill him 🤡 aren't oprichnikis like

otkazat'sya or am I missing smth? Because Baghra's spy is obvs a fabrikator THE DESK SCENE omg the scene hath arriveth the fact that Alina can't stop smiling gods, the flirting 'I don't recall this, being part of the schedule' him turning back and saying 'it isn't' her hiding her face through the cover of smelling the flowers and just how coy she acts, like the literal eyelid batting Ma'am how embarrassing for you to have feelings rn these two are my absolute favs of all time the camera moving as they move from their spots on which they had to stand on to get the shot of their shadows almost kissing her nodding and smiling at him saying 'she'll probably be alright' like okay I'm ready for smooches kiss me already and him going 'don't you think' trying to savour this moment IM SORRY BUT THE FUCKING SCORE AT THE MOMENT THEIR LIPS MEET YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND I CANNOT COPE the way his hand is so big that he can almost hold her entire face in it the way she grips the back of his head I'm sorry I feel so disrespectful saying this but the sounds they make+I think that's a um titty grab or maybe it's just a holding someone and the placement was um unintended but I doubt it because everything in this fucking show is so intentional+ the lift up onto the desk+ the faces they make+ um god I'm going to hell for this but when they sort of grind into each other (I understand this is acting and they're just good at their job) but god does all of this make my heart race and also makes me happy I guess LITERAL GIGGLES I can't I'm soft 🥺🥺🥺 his little head shake at the knock on the door when he goes in for one last kiss before she gets off the desk and her eyes going all oy you, go get the door, I'm not going anywhere don't make whoever it is wait is so adorable and domestic her just standing there mouth agape to herself when he walks away HIM STILL FLUSHED AND BLUSHING AND HIS HAPPINESS CLEAR AS DAY ON HIS FACE WHEN HE OPENS THE DOOR his gaze flits to her when Ivan says Alina was the target 'I'll be waiting' love, I physically can't anymore Little cheek hold and walk away Her little smile to herself nearly fading before he jumps back in again to her surprise and to ours to hold her face with both his hands and kiss her one last time, and yes, he does kiss like he's being drafted for the war in the morning Her little mouth open and close and then her little smile to herself after he leaves I refuse to watch the rest of the episode right now because no let me steep in the darklina bliss

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bradtomlovesya · 3 years

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𝕀 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦!

imagine of a request my friends did. Don’t forget, request are always open.

Warnings:

Explicit sex/Smut

Strong vocabulary

I grab my bag in my shoulder and then start walking to the library. I am really annoyed with this stupid guy called Bradley William Simpson, we are in the same class and our teacher of art had the magnificent idea -sarcasm turned on- of put us together on a project which is about investigate the life and the paintings of modern artists. It’s such a bloody project and i don’t want to do it but i have to since my grads in this class are very bad. It’s not my fault, i’m just not an art person.

I walk through the doors and i see him on the farest table of the entire place “here i go” i say to myself and I walk at a steady pace until being in front of him. He raise his head from his phone and look at me with a lost look.

“Hey” He said with a little sideways smile and i can see all of those beautiful curls subtly covering his forehead.

Shut up, y/n, his curls are just like another curls

“Hey” i said without smiling.

“Why are you so serious?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

“I don’t know, maybe because you didn’t talk to me until now and we have to deliver this project tomorrow” i cross my arms.

“Don’t worry, sweet cheecks, we still having all day. Just relax” he lean his back on the chair.

“O my fucking god, i could punch your face right now. You know that?” I take sit in the chair in front of him.

“Do it, then” He rolls his eyes and open the book in front if him.

I didn’t say anything more, we have to do the project fast and i don’t want to waste more words on him.

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“Guys, the library is going to close so please pick up your stuffs fast” the lirabrary says and then look at us and to another girl who stills here.

“Damn it” Brad say while put his stuff on his bag. “Can we go to your bedroom?”

“Why?” i frown at him.

“Because we didn’t finish the project, duh” He rolls his eyes.

“I know but, why in my bedroom? why not in yours?” I put all of my stuffs in my bag.

“Because my roomie it’s there” he says neutral.

My roomie isn’t in my room because today is her father’s birthday and she told me that she would miss class tomorrow, so i have the dormitory all for me.

“well, my roomie it’ts not going to back until tomorrow so i guess we can still working there” i star to walk to my room and he follows me without saying anything. we were in completely silence until we sit in my bed and continue with the project.

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“Bradley con you lend me the scissors please?” i said looking at the book. he didn’t lend me the scissors so i look at him an he was slept with his head on my pillow, i take a cushion and throw it to his face.

“Are you fucking crazy?” he says angrily as he gets up from my bed.

“You, asshole. We have to end this project” i start to get mad.

“i don’t care, you didn’t have to throw the cushion on my face, bitch!” he raises his voice.

“How did you call me?” i frown my eyebrows.

“What you heard, i call you bitch because that’s what you are” he says roughly.

“I fucking hate you!” i walk to him and raise my hand to slap him but he stops me grabbing my wrist.

“Do you think you could slap me?” he looks at my eyes with his eyebrows frown.

“That was de idea” i look into his eyes at the same way and he pulls me closer to him. Until i could say anything more he kiss my lips with his eyes close and i couldn’t resist, i kiss him too.

we are kissing each other until we can’t breathe and we have to break the kiss.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” i look at him in shook for that kiss.

“you look so sexy when you get mad” he says deeply.

“that’s not an explanation” i cross my arms.

“Don’t act like you didn’t like it” he laughs. i did’t say anything, he gots a point. “Are you going to ask for an explanation or are you going to let me do it again?” he walks to me and put his hand on my waist with a smile.

“Do it” i whisper.

“What did you said?” he raised and eyebrow and look into my eyes.

I know he listened but he wants me to repeat it.

“I said do it or then...” he cut my words putting his lips on mine again but this thime with more passion and desire.

I put my arms around his neck and make the kiss more deeper, he use his hand to throw away all the things that are on the bed and and put me on the bed while kissing my neck and caressing all my body. I help him to take off his t-shirt and kiss his chest while trying to remove his belt.

“You are so desperate for me to fuck you, don’t you?” he smiles looking at me.

“shut up” i kiss his lips and unbottoned his trousers leaving him in anything more than boxers. He take off my shirt and my throusers to leaving me in underwear.

“You’re a naughty girl” he bites my neck and put his hand under my thong starting to rubbing my clit with his finger.

“Mmm, Brad” i moan in his ear.

“Yes?” he started to rubbing it harder.

“Do you have a condom?” i look at him trying to stop moaning.

“Yes, baby, i have a condom” he puts his finger in me making me to scream a little loud. “Shh, we don’t want to awake the neighboors” He laugh a little.

“Then stop doing that” i whisper breathless.

“What? This?” He pulls two fingers inside and outside fastly making me moan.

“I-Im Gon-na cum” i stutter.

“Just do it, do it for me” he whispers in my ear doing his work faster.

I can’t hold it more and i end up in his fingers making my vision becoming white.

“Mmm you taste so good” he sucked his fingers and then kiss me letting me taste myself too.

“In need you in me now” i beg and i take off my thong and my bra.

“Give me a second, babe” he took a condom from his bag, put down his boxers in and put the material in his cock before pumping sometimes. He puts himself on top of me and then entered in me slowly.

“Bloody hell” i said moaning. “it’s really big” i dig my nails in his back.

“Don’t you like it?” he starts moving in and off me a little faster.

“I love it!” i kiss his lips and i raised my pelvis to give him more accses to me.

He starts moving faster and faster on me, and being deeper everytime hitting my g-spot perfectly. he got one of his hands in my breasts massaging them and the other hand was raising my leg on his shoulder to be more deeper.

“Are you ready?” he say breathlees and look at me. I nod fastly, i couldn’t say anything because of pleasure and seconds later we reached our highs, he collapsed next to me and we try to recover our breaths. “So, you said you hated me” he look at me.

“I don’t hate you, i wast jus mad at you” i look at him. “So, what happens now? we finish the project and then you don’t talk to me anymore?” i put on my undearwear.

“Yes, we finish the project, but” He grabs my hand. “We will go out after class, on a date” he smiles.

#brad simpson #bradleysimpson #brad simpson smut #brad simpson imagine #bradleywillsimpson #the vamps imagines #reads

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ughitsnic · 4 years

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Quarantine fluff: Tom Holland

Request for some quarantine fluff with tom.i hope this was okay i wasn't really sure on what to write but i had fun and got carried away and for once its over 1k. which is alot for me lol.

i cant think of a title so if you have any suggestions please please let me know.

When lock down was being announced tom did everything he could to convince you to stay with him at his house opposed to you staying at your uni accommodation and of course you couldn't say no to those big brown puppy dog eyes, even if you had only been dating just over 2 months.

"Babe we can finally watch all of those movies we wanted to. Every night will be movie night and we can go out on walks with Tessa in the evening and watch the sun set. We could get a new hobby. I know you wanted to start painting" Tom says quickly getting over excited and setting the hopes way to high for this quarantine. These movie nights and evening walks only lasted a week, who was you kidding it lasted 3 whole days and the plans quickly changed to spending all day snuggled in bed together the same tv show, that you had both watched a million times, was playing in the background.

"You're such a pretty boy" you whisper tracing your finger down the slope of his nose and kissing it softly and flatten down his unruly brows. Everything about this boy was perfect and you couldn't believe how lucky you were to be with him right now.

"Babygirl..." he whispers resting his head against yours. "I am nothing compared to you, this might sound cheesy but youre smile physically makes my knees weak" your cheeks immediately heat up at his sweet words.

"Gross!" Harrison shouts pretending to be sick in the doorway. "It's 2pm time to actually get out of bed lovebirds" he groans. "I'm going to Tesco what do you want"

"Stuff to make bread" you say. "I've seen everyone making bread, it can't be that hard" you explain.

Bread making lasted 2 weeks, 3 at the most. You were sitting on the kitchen floor, your back against the counter, Tom across from you as you waited for the bread to bake, you absentmindedly scroll through instagram the bread was almost done and you couldn't wait to try it, you had a good feeling about this loaf.

"If this is anything like last time i'm banning you from touching the oven until this is over" he warns as the timer goes off, you carefully get the bread out, so far so good.

"It smells amazing" he admits getting up. You get the knife and slice it carefully, immediately frowning it looked nothing like the picture in the book. You pass it to Tom to try and you watch his face as he takes a bite, scrunching up his nose, unlike last time there wasn't disgust written across his face. His eyes widen as he takes another

"Is it good?" You ask nervously, biting your lip, he quickly nods covering his mouth.

"Really good, really really y/n you should drop out of uni and start baking bread full time" he says cutting another slice. "Open"

Then the tiktok addiction and of course tom was the better dancer and he easily mastered every dance after only 10 minutes.

“Don't post that!” Tom begs as you continue to cry with laughter at the clip of him throwing it back to savage. You wipe the tears. “y/n baby please!” he whines reaching for the phone.

“If i don't post it can i save the video, just for me please” if looks could kill, you would be dead right now. “Remember that picture you have of me, i let you keep it” you try to bargain with him. He laughs reaching for his own phone and getting that picture up and showing you. You cringe. You were passed out on the bathroom floor, your head resting against the toilet. You were so drunk that night, it was when you all thought it would be a good idea to start drinking everyday at 10am because there was nothing else to do and you all got yourself into some messes. Whilst the memories were funny, the hangovers are lethal.

“Or was it this picture?” tom smirks, yet another drunk picture of you but this time you were stood on the coffee table, listing your skirt flashing a pair of spiderman boxers you brought as a joke. “Ill suppose you can keep the video”

Eventually you got round to watching some movies.

"I don't even know why we are together what do you mean you have never watched Iron Man! That's a classic" you boyfriend stood in disbelief, hands on hips. "Have you even seen captain america?"

"I've watched guardians of the galaxy" you laugh and he just shakes his head. "We can watch them tomorrow you promised me we can watch twilight tonight"

"Im not watching twilight"

"Fine, ill watch it with harry then" you say picking up your blanket off the sofa and grabbing the bowl of popcorn.

"No don't go baby" he reaches for your hand and pulls you back into his lap. He sits quiet watching the movie, trying to act as though he wasn't enjoying it every time he caught you looking at him. But when he didn't notice you would watch him gasp or get annoyed with Bella. When they finished it was 2am and he turned to you.

“That was a roller coaster”

"Team Edward or Jacob?" You question smiling.

"Edward is that even a question, Edward is-'' he quickly stops himself. "Cool or whatever i don't" he shrugs.

"You loved it!" you laugh

"No" he presses his lips together trying to fight a smile

"You did"

"Okay maybe i did a little"

"Just a little?" You question skeptically.

"Fine, i loved it alot, almost as much as i love you" he admits.

"You love me?" You whisper in shock, you watched the realisation set in at what he had just said.

"Of Course i love you y/n why else would i have eaten all those crappy loafs of bread and learnt those dances?"

"Not all of my bread was bad"

"Around 90% of it was" he smiles and you have to agree, he kisses the back of your hand

"I love you too"

"If you loved me you would watch iron man" he says, looking up at you through his eyelashes, there they were again, those puppy dog eyes.

"It's 2am?"

"So? We have nowhere to be tomorrow" he says already opening up Disney+ i promise you will love it" around half way through the film tom ended up falling asleep, his head on your shoulder, you put the blanket over him, moving his hair back off his forehead and kissing him, cuddling back up to him to finish the movie. Once the movie was done you put the rubbish into the bin and the pots in the sink to soak, you turn off the lights and go back into the living room, tom had since layed down sprawled across the sofa.

“Cuddle with me” he mumbles his voice rough, opening his arms. You squeeze next to him, your chests and noses pressed together. “Hi” he smiles, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“Hey cutie” you whisper.

“Sorry i fell asleep”

“It's okay, it's exhausting doing nothing all day” you whisper, closing your eyes, trying your hardest to fight falling to sleep. Tom shuffles around, pulling you onto him so you both had more room, your head now on his chest.

“Am i squishing you?” you question, you didn't care if you was, you couldn't be bothered to move.

“No this is nice” he yawns, running his fingers through your hair. “Love you”

“I love you too”

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland fluff #tom holland x reader

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wheelsupinhotch · 3 years

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cardigan -- Aaron Hotchner x Reader (Folklore inspired series)

Summary - Once moving out of yours and Aarons family home, you find an all too familiar item of clothing with dozens of memories locked away inside.

Request - None! Part of folklore inspired series x Aaron hotchner. I tried to base this around the Betty,James and Inez love triangle. The ending was kind of rushed so sorry if its bad! :)

Warnings - Slight angst, fluff, swearing, reader goes by they/them (Jack does refer to the reader as ‘mom’ at the end of the story) she/her he/him etc.. pronouns! ( note - I haven’t had chance to proof read this yet so if I slipped up anywhere please don't hesitate to let me know!).

Word count - 3848

Pairing - Aaron Hotchner x Reader

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Requests are currently open but expect a slight delay in writing them as I am working on this series currently! :)

NOTE - I haven’t spell checked this so sorry for any errors! This is a long one!

‘Vintage tee, brand new phone. High Heels on cobblestones, When you are young they assume you know nothing’.

The day was finally here. After five years of you and Aaron building your house. You home together, it was time to move on to a new chapter in your life. So here you are opening those dull brown boxes putting every piece of you remaining in the house inside. Clearing through your bedroom, under yours and Aarons shared bed you come across a box you hadn’t seen in a long time. Scrawled on top in black marker ink, it read ‘CLASS OF 87’. Smiling to yourself you open the box of memories that had once been closed away for a long time in your mind. Behind you could here Aaron scattering around the with the removal team as you turned back and lifted the chronicle of teenage dreams. Flicking through each dust coated page, cuckling as there yours and Aarons yearbook pictures stared back at you. Continuing to sort through this box of memories, finding graduation scrawls and polaroids of long lost childhood friends. Piles of vintage tees and worn out heels. At the bottom of the box there sat an all too familiar white cotton article. Delicately pulling the antique of teenage romance, lifting the cardigan you religiously wore every day in your junior year. Almost in awe of yourself as you held the cardigan, every lost memory began to open like a fairytale book. Remembering every laughter, every cry and every experience in the cardigan. It was in that moment that every fond memory you had in that cardigan came to life once again, etching the scenes into your mind like a movie screen.

‘Sequin smile, black lipstick. Sensual politics. When you are young they assume you know nothing’.

The heavy bass of the music echoed throughout the house of the current halloween party you found yourself at. Settling into a high school was never easy, especially at seventeen years old. So here you are with your newly found friend Inez dragging you through the heavy crowds of the heavily overrated gathering you were at. Feeling heavily uncomfortable in the situation you found yourself in, you merged towards the kitchen standing against the counter slowing sipping away at whatever was in the bowl of punch. ‘Y/N come on” Inez whined as she saw my displeased taste in the party. ‘Inez, you go and mingle, I just don't feel comfortable and you just-’. Cutting me off almost in an instant she replies ‘Y/N, you’re new here this is a perfect opportunity to get to know everyone’ she emphasises. Sighing protestingly, ‘Okay fine, just give me a moment’. Slightly squealing, she walks away smiling at you as she gets lost amongst the crowds.

Standing there now alone, you swirl around the contents of your drink pondering on what to do. It wasn’t until that monet in the corner of your eye, there stood a guy. Dark black hair and an almost intimidating posture about him. A small smirk carved his way up his face as he glanced over at you. Quickly pushing the encounter to once side, you hear heavy footsteps and there stood next to you was the mysterious guy you found yourself staring at before. Smiling up at him you break into the conversation and say ‘Hi’ with an almost nervous undertone to your speech. ‘Hi, im Aaron- Aaron Hotchner.’ he introduces himself with a small smile, returning the same expression I say ‘Y/N L/N, lovely to meet you’. Slitchy etching forwards to you he says ‘Well Y/N thats a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. A small blush creeps over your face as you playfully roll your eyes ‘Wow Aaron, the classic cheesy compliment, a great way to greet a girl’ you joke. Small chuckles erupt between the two of you as he says ‘Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. So Y/n are you new around here, I haven’t seen you around before’. Almost instantly you respond ‘Yeah, my parents relocated because of their job and my friend Inez dragged me here but as you’ve probably already figured out, parties aren’t really my think’. A grin formed across his face as he said ‘Well as much as you may hate parties, what do you say you come and dance with me’. Instantly shooting him a look of no, he intrudes and says ‘Come on Y/N just one dance’ begging for you to come along with him, you reluctantly agree ‘Fine but only one Aaron’. Smiling at his ability to break through into you ‘Sure whatever you say Y/N L/N’

‘But I knew you, Dancing in your levi’s, Drunk under a streetlight’

Soon one dance at the party with Aaron, turned into multiple dances. Multiple dances turned into multiple drinks, and after preivously giving Inez the ‘Okay’ nod to go home, here you found yourself drunkenly walking home, intoxicated with your arms wrapped around his waist. Giggling between yourselves as you tried to navigate your way home, you felt Aarons embrace quickly detach yours as he made his way in front of you, loudly echoing the lyrics of the last song you danced too. Briefly and abruptly stopping he exclaims ‘Come on Y/N, dance with me’. Not having the energy to protest any longer, you comply and found yourself dancing around in the middle of the night, never wanting this moment in time to end.

‘I knew you. Hand under my sweatshirt, baby kiss it better /And when I felt like I was an old cardigan, under someone's bed you put me on and said I was your favorite’

After a long time of navigating your way home, you found yourself and Aaron at your doorstep with the dimly lit front porch lights reflecting on your faces. ‘Well this is me’ you announce, slightly smiling at Aaron as you edged your way forward towards him once more. ‘This is you’ he replied just below a whisper, so much so that his sentence was barley coherent. About to break the silence, you felt Aarons lips connected to yours, unexpectedly you felt yourself falling into the kiss like a scene from a movie. The Kiss deepening as you stood there in his embrace as his hand etched his way up your back. Soon after you break away from the ‘perfect’ kiss and stood in front of each other smiling. ‘I'll see you Monday Y/N’ he said as he backed away from your porch, ‘Yeah’ you reply not being able to form a sentence from the event that just occured. After Aaron had left, you scrambled around in your coat pockets finding your house keys when your hand stumbled upon an unfamiliar crumpled piece of paper. There was a number etched in poor handwriting with the name ‘Aaron :)’ on top it. Smiling to yourself you made your way back into your home, unable to fill your mind with anything else but the events from that night.

‘A friend to all is a friend to none, chase two girls lose the one. When you are young they assume you know nothing.’

Not long after the events of the Halloween party and yours and Aaron's building romance. You began to hang out with each other almost every chance you got. He would pick you up for school every morning, searching for you in break and lunch, taking you out on spontaneous dates to the movies. The two of you became inseparable. The reputation of yours and Aaron’s relationship became known across the school quickly, seen as the Bonnie and Clyde of the school halls. Never seen without each other most times. Your friend group began to grow soon after you guys became official. Although you adored being settled into the highschool with the ‘perfect’ boyfriend and friend group, you couldn't help but feel isolated, lost with it all.

So here you are on your bed studying with Aaron sat across from you. His head heavily engrossed by what was on the pages. You on the other hand, couldn't concentrate. Consumed by these thoughts of isolation, you sighed heavily pushing the book away from you as you sat on your bed and pondered away. Aaron urgently noticing the change in your body language, he broke the comfortable silence by saying ‘What’s wrong babe, do you not get it?’. He questioned quizzically, presuming your reaction was from your school work. ‘No, no it's nothing babe honestly’ you replied immediately after. ‘Y/N, come on tell me, we never keep things from each other’ he said pushing away his own books to the side and bringing himself towards you. Your eyes meeting his heavy gaze, you sighed as you prepared yourself to pour of your feeling for the first time with Aaron. ‘It's just, this, Us I-’ you began, making Aaron panic as he thought you were about to breakup with him, virtues that feeling towards you through its eyes’ ‘NO! It's not that it's just- Everything between us happened all so quickly and here we are with this huge friendship group and heavily known relationship does it not- Does it not just get overwhelming sometimes’ you ramble on. Aaron quickly cutting you off says’ I understand Y/N I do, but nothing about this is ever going to change the way I see you. You’re everything I could have ever wanted so please do not be consumed with this thoughts babe. I love you’

I love you. The three words that head yet to be spoken between the two of you. Aaron proceeding to apologise for saying those words so fast, you cut him off with an abrupt kiss and break apart almost immediately announcing ‘I love you too’. A comfortable almost welcoming silence echoes around the two of you as you sit there with big smiles on your faces wrapped in each other's embrace. You thought nothing could get more perfect that this moment, but oh how you were so wrong.

It began with harmless doubts that flooded you mind from time to time. Him arriving late to pick you up for a date or forgetting to call you some nights. You merely dismissed them mainly wanting to keep yourself in a false sense of security by not admitting what deep down you knew was true. Or how Inez would bring up the gossip-girl rumours mentioned in the changing room that Aaron had been seen with another girl. But you were foolish, far too young and naive to realise what was truly going on. Except deep down you knew just apart of you was not willing to accept it and it wasn’t until that dreaded day. You knew. You realised.

Leaving gym class mid way through to go and use the bathroom and there they both were. Aaron and Haley. Haley. A godsent from above, the prettiest girl in school. The girl everyone admired and envied. There they both were, arms wrapped around each other, fitting like the last wto pieces in a jigsaw puzzle. You were numb. You had never felt so exposed and so stupid at the same time. Your brain struggling to register what was happening didn’t give you much time to react. Oh but when you did react, you crumbled. Scatters and shards of your heart spilt everywhere and you let out an all too painwrecking sob, that bounced off the empty corridors of the haunting school halls. The broken deafening silence. It was at this moment in time, Aaron looked over and saw you. A face filled with instant regret. You found yourself running away from him as fast as you could, your mind so cloudy that you managed to block out the cries of your name from Aaron behind you. That gut wrenching feeling was a piece of pain that stuck with you forever. ‘How could I have been so foolish?’ you think to yourself as you reminisce on the once picture perfect relationship you and Aaron had.

‘But I knew you, playing hide and seek and giving me your weekends’

That pivotal moment in yours and Aarons once treasured relationship became the epitome of pain in your life for the weeks and months that followed. You had inexplicably came to the conclusion you and Aaron were no more. You had not spoken since that day, but the rumours spread like wildfire as always. You were no longer perceived as ‘Aaron Hotchner's girlfriend’. Lover. Now you were just the girl everyone pitied and empathised with as you search for healing to your pain. However, it was hard to move on when Aaron was doing everything in his power to make it up to you. It was game of cat and mouse. He would show up to your house with flowers and beg for forgiveness, or ‘accidentally’ bump into you at your favourite cafe in town. Aaron spent most of his spare time, searching for you because after all this time he realized that you were all he needed all along.

Although you forever longed for Aaron back into your life, you were still deeply hurt. Almost like forgiveness was gold dust to find within yourself. So here you found yourself alone once again, preparing for the most dreaded night of the year. Prom.

You always longed for the idea of a fairytale fantasy experience but everything had been crushed since Aaron left, with Inez practically begging you to go with her instead. You were terrified. You were overwhelmed with thoughts of ‘what if?’ the build up to the entire day and you would be lying if you didn’t admit you hoped Aaron would show up on your doorstep begging for you to be his date. But he didn’t. Apart of you blame yourself for what happened. Maybe you were too clingy or too distant. These overwhelming anxious feelings clouded your mind more often than ever. However, you began to search for a part within yourself that was going to make it through the night strongly. You just had not found that part of yourself yet.

‘I knew you, your heartbeat on the highline once in twenty lifetimes. And when I felt like i was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favourite’.

Hours had passed by and here you found yourself sitting alone on the outskirts of the heavily decorated gym, consumed with loud bass in your ears and the swirling of whatever drink you found on the table. You felt isolated, you wanted to go home. But still, you knew you couldn't leave Inez and opted for the ‘lonely’ role of the evening. Across, the gym you felt his eyes on you. Those all too familiar coffee warm eyes that once felt like home. You almost felt as if you were on a podium in front of him, his stares right at you showcasing a message of ‘I miss you’ and ‘I'm sorry’ in one of the most discreet ways possible. You knew all you wanted was to have him back in your arms but then you looked over and realised he was still in the arms of another. Haley. You’d never once spoken to her officially, just mere whispers of ‘excuse me’ every now and again. You felt like his toy. Chasing after both of you at the same time, you knew he didn’t know himself what he wanted but all you wanted was to be in the arms of the one you truly loved. Your soulmate.

It wasn’t until the familiar melody of your favourite song became echoed across the gym that Aaron immediately searched for your gaze. You saw as he almost had to restrain himself from walking over and taking your hand in his for the dance but insead watched how he sighed and felt defeated. At this moment you knew memories were flooding back to you both. How you would play the record on repeat in your bedroom while Aaron was amazed at how much admiration he had for you. You were his muse. Or how you spend nights driving around town and dancing in the night making memories you wanted to keep for a lifetime. So when one of Inez’s friends came over and asked you for a dance to the song. You felt a sense of betrayal against Aaron hin yourself. But you were so hurt you gave in, and danced away the pain once more longing for the day that things would feel right again. Complete. However, the corner of your eye was distracted and pulled towards Aarons figure as he watched you dance. Watching the anger and rage build up inside of him as he quickly left the crowd with himself. You sighed and plastered that all too familiar fake smile, wishing the hurt would go away just once more.

‘To kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed. You drew stars around my scars but now I’m bleeding’

You stumbled on home dragging the ragged prom dress through the damp, dimly lit streets of your town. A night you hoped would have been magical with the one you left but instead you stood on your porch without Aaron by your side. You looked at the frayed wood on the posts of your porch reminiscing on every moment you had with Aaron. The way he would drive you home after one of your pointless date nights. How he would kiss you with such passion and love, if was almost as if the world stopped whenever the two of you were around. Or how he would make you dance in the middle of the night under the streetlights on the way home. Letting out an exhausted sigh, you traced your fingers against the damp wood longing for him to show up. To just be with Aaron once more.

‘Cause I knew you stepping on the last train, marked me like a bloodstain’

It had been almost a year since you and Aaron split and you were getting ready to graduate. You having the responsibility to host this years graduation party was all you could think about. Until you saw him. Aaron. You hadn’t expected to see him around anymore since he left town for a placement opportunity in New York. You told yourself you’d gotten over him, figured he would have moved on after all this time. But still when his eyes met your gaze sparks flew in the air reconnecting the long lost love for so much time past.

‘I knew you, tried to change the ending, Peter losing Wendy. I knew you leaving like a father running like water I, When you are young they assume you know nothing

Thinking Aaron wouldn’t approach you after all this time, you moved on past. Acting as if he were never there. Thinking you could forget about the counter, you turned around when you heard calls of your name. ‘Y/N is that you?’ Aaron exclaimed. Hestistanly you respond ‘Aaron? How have you been’ trying to be open when deep down every memory of the two of you together. ‘G-good yeah good’. Feeling the all too familiar anxiety build in the pit of your stomach. ‘Yeah w-well, you know I should get going, I’ve got thing to do and-’. Aaron cut you off with a ‘Yeah, no go ahead, I’ll uhh see you around’. Not wanting to be apart of the awkwardness much longer your flashed a small smile and turned on your heel. All the memories once forgotten of yours and Aarons past, came flooding back into your mind, staining every image of you and him together in your mind.

‘But I knew you’d linger like a tattooed kiss, I knew you’d haunt all of my what ifs, The smell of smoke would hang around this long because I knew everything when I was young’

The whole afternoon that followed after your encounter with Aaron, your mind was clouded. So here you sat on your porch once again waiting for your party to start. ‘I wonder if he will show up’ you question yourself as you looked out the sunset. You had always convinced yourself that you had move on from Aaron, but now once again he was all you could think about.

‘I knew I’d curse you for the longest time, chasing shadows in the grocery line. I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired and you’d be standing in my front porch light. And I knew you’d come back to me, you’d come back.’

The graduation party was going well. Your house crowded with alcohol, dancing and the loud bass of music. As you sat on your porch with your friends celebrating your final year in high school. There he was. A man you once thought would be your forever. A man you thought could never forgive. But in the flesh was the man you’d been longing to come and find you for the longest time. STanding on your porch, his eyes locked yours in instant. It was almost as if those two missing pieces of the jigsaw puzzle found each other and everything felt finally. Complete.

‘Hey’ you announce almost above a whisper. Watching a grin grow on his face as he saw you approach him ‘Hey look I-’. You cut off what you presumed would be his long heartfelt apology with a passionate loving kiss. The same kiss you shared in the exact same spot all those years ago with the same thrill and butterflies that built in your stomach.

‘And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed. You’d put me on and said I was your favourite.’

‘Hey, the vans almost loaded. Are you ready to go?’ Aaron asked breaking you out of your daydream. You looked over at your husband in the bedroom door frame as you smiled and said ‘Yeah, just packing up these last few things’. He let out a light chuckle as he looked down at the box in your hands, recognising what it was before he could speak anymore. ‘That cardigan huh, you wore that everywhere we went’. Smiling up at him reaching out for his hand to pull you up offering a smile in response to his statement. As you once again packed your beloved cardigan into the box alongside the souvenirs of your teenage years, in the corner of your eye you saw Aaron staring at you. ‘What are you staring at?’ you questioned lightly, smiling in confusion. Stepping close to you he pulled you in for a kiss, which quickly followed with an ‘I love you’. Looking up at your husband, the man who you were completely besotted with ‘I love you too’ you smile. Your loving moment was broken when you heard moans of ‘Daddy, Mommy. Come onnn’. Sharing giggles between yourself, Aaron interlaced your fingers with his and said ‘You ready?’. ‘Yeah’ you responded lightly walking towards your son ready to start a new chapter in your life. Keeping all of yours and Aarons past memories locked away once more.

#aaron hotch series #aaron hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotch x y/n #criminal minds #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds family #matthew gray gubler

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katslitg · 4 years

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how the open heart LIs would react to june hirata ruining the moment (book 2, chapter 6) also, it’s sorta nsfw i guess

Jackie Varma:

you two had fallen in sleep in your bed together the night before, which was pretty common

sienna, elijah and aurora didn’t mind as long as you two didn’t make too much noise

so you had been laying there in her arms, your leg twined together when you the sun started shining on your face

“morning, babe” jackie said when she saw that you had opened your eyes, earning a groan in return

“what time is it?” “8.30 am” “ughhhhhhhhhh let’s just try to fall asleep again”

she chuckled at that before brushing her lips on your cheek

“jackie please it’s too early- ohhhhhh,” you’d protest, which didnt work since her fingers were making her way down

you started kissing her neck while she kept on teasing you

“ughhh jackie please,” you’d beg, while she’d just look at you with a lopsided smile

“what? what ya asking for hmm?” she’d tease, but you’d just roll your eyes in return, “you know what im asking for,”

she’d laugh a little but that sound quickly got replaced with groans once you returned the teasing favour

“mc, please...” “please what?” you’d mock her, this time she was the one to roll her eyes

she kissed you, wanting to stop the teasing when the door opened

“mc, we got a ca-, oh hi dr varma,” june’d stand there with a bright smile on her face while the two of you pulled the cover higher

june came into your room, looking around and humming to herself, “oh relax, it’s nothing i haven’t seen before,” she said as you two would pull the covers even higher

“can we have some privacy please?” jackie pleaded, clearly flushed

“oh yeah sure, mc dress nicely, i’ll see you downstairs in a couple of minutes” june said with a wink before leaving

you’d turn to jackie, only to burst out giggling

“i’m so sorry, babe. i’ll make it up once i get back,” you’d kiss her forehead before starting to get ready, much to her protests

once in the car, baz complimented your outfit before june spoke up

“so, dr varma hm?” you’d turn red before nodding, “yeah,”

“you guys are adorable together,”

Bryce Lahela:

he had stayed the night which happened pretty often, much to elijah’s sorta jokingly protests

“don’t make too much noise!” he’d joke often

you’d be awake before bryce, which was suprising since you’d always sleep till noon on your day off

after a couple of minutes of you starring at him, he started stirring awake too

“mornin’, handsome,” you’d say with a wink, earning a smile in return

“well, hello to you, too,” he’d say and kiss your forehead

“sleep well?” “oh, i slept great,” you’d say as you’d sit up straighter, leaning in to kiss him

“what was that for?” “what? cant i please the man of my dreams?”

he raised him eyebrow, but got the message once your head disappeared under the covers

he’d giggle as you kissed his stomach, i mean the sound quickly got replaced by heavy breathing, moans and him cursing your name

he’d hold on to your hair while his hands were twisting the covers, “god, mc,”

the door opened before either of you could even hear it

“mc, we- oh, jesus,” june would quickly hide her face behind the clipboard she had bought along and slowly walk out of the door, leaving it ajar

“we have a case, just please dress nicely and i’ll see you downstairs soon,” she closed the door before your head would be able to pop up from under the covers, cheeks crimson coloured

“well, that was....” “something? awkward? unexpected? w-,” you’d stop him by kissing his lips before getting ready

“i’m sorry, bryce, i’ll make it up to you once i get back,” with a kiss on his cheek you’d quickly leave

once downstairs, you and june quickly got into the car, the awkward atmosphere hanging in the air

“cute car, baz,” “thanks! her name’s helen!” he’d proudly beam, earning a snort from ethan

“why’re you guys so quiet?” baz would ask, after an awkward couple of minutes

“no reason,” june answered, a bit too quick making baz raise his eyebrow but not say anything

“i’m sorry for walking in,” she’d apologize quietly, hoping the man in the front wouldn’t hear

“oh, that’s alright,” a small smile planted on your lips, knowing it would be awkward for some time

Rafael Aveiro:

it wasn’t uncommon that rafael would spend the night, much to jackie’s protests

“no, no, no, not again! your room is next to mine! i hear everything!”

you’d giggle while rafael would blush and apologize to her and promised to be quiet

which happened the night before, but the second you woke up you felt him tracing your arm with his finger

“goodmorning, love,” he whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine

it didn’t even take a second before you had turned around to kiss him, letting your hands roam his body

“we should keep quiet, wouldn’t want to wake jackie, now would we, doctor?” a blush had crept onto your face at the nickname he always used to call you when you were getting it on

“we would not-, ohhhhh” you’d moan a little as he kissed your stomach, only going lower and lower

with one hand you’d grip on his hair while the other one would twist the sheets, begging rafael

“please, raf....” he’d only tease you until you arched your back, making him laugh a little

“you little tease i- OH my god....” before you could say anything else he already had put his lips on your body

you hadn’t heard the footsteps and most definitely did not hear june come in

“jesus!” you’d yell once you saw the door open and rafael quickly covered you two up

she’d apologize before simply chuckling and closing the door, talking a little louder so you could hear her through it

“mc, we have a case. please dress nicely, i’ll wait for you downstairs.”

you’d giggle before pulling rafael in for another kiss, and then started getting ready.

“i’m so sorry, love. i’ll definitely pay you back when i’m off,” you winked at him before leaving

“nice outfit, mc,” baz would say when you got into the car, “thank you, baz”

you sat next to june, who had a weird smile plastered on her face, “soooo, the paramedic, hmm?” your face would turn red again

“yep” “you guys make a cute couple,” a blush crept on your face before you thanked her

Ethan Ramsey:

he had sneaked in the night before, not wanting to make the relationship public

you had woken up before him, but it obviously did not take long before he himself had woken up

“morning, babe,” you had been a bit too excited this morning, not really for a specific reason other than finally having a day off

“morning, mc,” he’d say, not really being a fan of cute coupley nicknames, making you roll your eyes

you’d kiss him and stradle his lap, “this early in the morning?” he’d ask, a little shooked

“sure, why not? what’s the worst that could happen? it’s our day off,” you’d say, slowly grinding on his lap

his moans were soft, trying not to wake or disturb your roommates

his hand were rested on your hips, gripping it a little harder whenever he’d enjoy your movements

you two had been busy, not hearing the door get opened

“OH. MY. GOD. i knew it!” you turned your head around to see june standing there with a smirk on her face

“june? what’re you doi- no, wait, get out of here!” ethan said, very shooked

“oh, come on it’s nothing i haven’t seen before,”

you’d jump off of ethan and pull the covers up, almost covering your face in embarrassment

“so this is why you didn’t pick up your phone,” june smiled at ethan before continuing, “anyway we have a case. dress nicely, see you downstairs in a bit,”

ethan would look at you, “i don’t even have nice clo-,” “you have some from the last time you were here, i washed them”

you two would quickly dress up and get ready,

“morning, baz.” you’d say when you entered the car

“goodmorning. why was dr. ramsey at your house?” he’d ask, probably just curious, “oh, we had to discuss something.” you’d lie while june would sit there with a knowing smile

“you look cute, mc, and ethan, nice outfit,” she’d tease, knowing you had clothes just laying there for him

“thank you, june,” ethan would say, making you roll your eyes

#is it obvious im slowly turning into a jackie stan😳#open heart #rafael aveiro #bryce lahela #jackie varma #ethan ramsey #rafael x mc #bryce x mc #jackie x mc #ethan x mc #headcanon #hc

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mitchsmarners · 4 years

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writing prompt masterlist #1

Of course, there’s 75 million prompt lists out there but i figured there’s nothing wrong with making my own. Send me a category + a number + a pairing and i’ll write you a fic. Okay to reblog and use :) (x)

Fake/Secret/Etc Dating AUs:

my parents keep setting me up on blind dates but in reality I’m dating you and it’s so you help me get out of them

i hate commitment but my dad’s dying wish is to see me get married and you’re an old family friend i ran into at the airport on my way to visit him so hey let’s get engaged

you need a plus-one for your brother’s wedding so i’m going as a favor but there’s been a misunderstanding and now your whole family thinks we’re engaged

i’m mad at my parents so i ask you out because they wouldn’t approve of you and you’re well aware that i’m just using you but you agree because you find it funny but hey you’re actually super sweet

there’s this really creepy person hitting on me and i don’t know you but you pretending to be my partner completely saved my ass thanks how about i buy you a drink

we’re just really touchy friends and we get each other gifts all the time but everyone thinks we’re going out and we let them think that but why are you getting upset about me going on a date we’re not actually together?

I’m sorry you always thought your love for me was unrequited but on to more important matters YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED IN THE MORNING SO YOU HAVE A DECISION TO MAKE YOU ASSHOLE!

Our mutual friend apparently has been waiting for us to get together and so they’re very angry/disappointed/upset when they find out that the reason we kissed last night was because we were black-out drunk

everyone thinks we hate each other and we keep that front up in public, so we have hilarious pretend fights and squabbles and pranks

when we were little I accidentally mentioned that I had a crush on you but I always thought you didn’t hear me because you just looked at me weird and never commented but now we’re in high school and omg you just introduced me as your boyfriend/girlfriend/datemate wtf we never discussed this

friends to lovers aus

You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

Celebrity/Famous AUs

listen, you may be a famous (and extremely attractive) guitarist, but that gives you no right to practise on the electric at two a.m when we live right next to each other.

We broke up and I used my feelings to write songs and now I’m super popular and you want me back

we decided to make a fake vlog drama for our subscribers and they all think it’s real but jokes on us we end up actually liking each other

I run a prank channel and you were some innocent bystander I pranked for a video but then it turns out hey, you’re also famous online haha shit

we met and started talking but i didn’t know you were a rising star until i noticed cameras following me wtf

you’re a reporter and i think you’re super cute so i’ll only give you personal interviews to help your career and also get you to talk to me more

I’m a celebrity and I have a secret social media account and we started talking online and now we’re close friends but you want to meet up oh shit

I’m a celebrity and I may or may not be following your blog which is dedicated to me. reading your comments and tags are hilarious and very flattering and I’m somewhat smitten

You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

wedding/kids/marriage/long term relationship AUs

we’ve been dating forever, and you just caught the bouquet at our friend’s wedding

remember when we were in high school and we swore that if we were still single at 30 we’d marry each other, well hey guess whose birthday it is

i’m a runaway bride/groom and you’re driving my getaway car

I suddenly bumped into you after years and wow you look good but holy crap is that a kid?? since when?

you had a breakdown because the baby wouldn’t stop crying and you kept saying how you weren’t ready and how you couldn’t do it

whenever my kid starts crying I just hand them to you and then they just stop and start smiling

“i’m so sorry that my child pointed out how your shirt- actually nevermind i agree, that shirt is horrendous”

i always tease you because that’s just our thing we tease each other but for some reason you snapped at me and are you okay? what’s wrong?

my in-laws despise me GREAT but around you they’re super nice so you don’t believe me

neighbours AUs

You always complain about how loud I am (whether it be TV, video games or music/musical instrument is up to you) and this is the first time you’ve actually knocked on my apartment door and given me a lecture there rather than giving me a phone call, but I’m not really listening because I didn’t realise I had such a cute neighbour

you never open your door for children on halloween so i always pay the kids to smear your door with shaving cream

my printer isnt printing anymore and my papers are due tomorrow so im on my knees in front of your door begging to use your printer when the old lady from above passes us and thinks im proposing to you

we always run into each other on the stairs but we’ve never said more than hello but when we found out that we both hate the other neighbours, we became friends

i came home drunk and wouldnt stop knocking on your door. when you open i keep telling you to get out of my apartment

after a rough party night i find you sleeping on the stairs but since im still a little asshole all i do is put a blanket over you and a pillow under your head

Please help me, I know you have a kid and my sibling just dropped their baby on me where’s the button to put them to sleep?

I’m stressed and sleep-deprived, please let me pet your cat.

I have really weird dreams and you have really weird dreams so now we’re in this contest to see who has the weirdest dreams.

Strangers/Meet Cute (or meet very NOT cute) AUs

We were sitting next to each other in a public place and I saw a mosquito on you and my instincts just acted before my mind.

We mixed up our clothes at the laundry service and I have nothing left to wear and every thing you wear is too big/small for me.

We’re at a comic book store and if you tell me your superhero is better than mine I’m gonna have to punch you in the teeth.

There are no table left at this restaurant and you let me sit at yours since you’re alone.

I’m a single grown-up with busy friends but I want to go to Disneyland so I drop a message on a forum to find someone like me to go wear silly Mickey ears headband and stuff ourselves with cotton candy.

My computer broke down so I called an IT and now I need to find a reason to call them back so I delete important files and download adwares and do all kinds of stupid things.

I almost dropped something and in my fumbling attempts to stop it from hitting the floor I accidentally projectiled it at your face and it’s a really nice face I’m so sorry

first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

college/high school AUs:

i went on a date with a boy who had plans to take me to dinner and drinks. but he lost his wallet at a pizza place so we just walked around the neighborhood, sat in the park and talked.

we’re in the same study group but we dont talk but you brought goldfish and im starving

we have the same notebook and we took the wrong ones home so i used your notes on my open book test

you were my elementary school crush but you moved away but somehow we end up miraculously going to the same college and i barely recognized you because holy hot damn you are more attractive than i remember?

I tripped over on my way to this party and I’m bleeding profusely from the grazes on my knees and you’re a complete stranger that pretty much jumped me the second I walked in the door to play nurse

ive had a crush on you for 3+ years and now youre going out with my best friend and i definitely havent locked myself in a toilet cubicle to cry

We’re in different debate classes and I was constructing a case on the board and I come in the next morning and you’ve replied to all my points really well?? But I don’t even know your name? And oh shit, we’re taking over the entire whiteboard, is that your phone number squeezed into the corner of the board there?

You have braces and I don’t and I keep forgetting you’re not allowed to have gum so every time I offer, you give this death glare

You sent me a text asking if I wanted to go to prom on the day of prom and I’m not in town

I’m a notorious goody two shoes and you look like you get into fights on a daily basis, so when you were in the library on the first day I was supposed to be a tutor, I assumed I’d be tutoring you. But, as it turns out, we’re both tutors, and the people we’re tutoring keep blowing us off to make out and we have to go round them up

we have a mutual best friend but they cannot find out how much i like you then they’ll tell you, but i need to find out if you’re single!

I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious

You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close

soulmate aus

if one soulmate gets an injury, the other gets it as well.

Character A has a soulmate, but Character A died before they got to meet them. As Character A navigates the afterlife in their ghostly form, they discover that they can’t “move on” until they’ve met their soulmate.

the very first words your soulmate ever says to you are tattooed somewhere on your body since the day you are born

when you write something on your skin with pen/marker/whatever, it will show up on your soul mates skin as well.

You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or something

you have a compass on your wrist and it directs you to where your soulmate is

i usually think i’m having a conversation with myself in my head but it turns out we’re telepathically connected

everybody is born with a map “tattooed” on their forearm that’s centered on the exact location of where they’ll first meet their soul mate

#writing #writing prompts #i did this instead of........ actually writing #eddieways feel free to reblog and/or send prompts

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horrorstreet · 4 years

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Chucky and Brahms in a fight with their s/o?

Brahms

You had a family reunion and hadn’t told Brahms about it because you could already see his reaction. Big messes and negative emotions are the only thing that could result from telling him you had to leave but you knew that it had to be done at some point. You had quietly packed your things and quickly too so Brahms wouldn't catch you but it was too late as you had realised that the door was already half way open with Brahms large figure standing in the opening, about to catch you in the act of packing your things to leave. Your heart rate sped up as you tried to push the bag off the bed and kick it under but it was too late. You weren't afraid of Brahms, not in the slightest, but you were afraid of the tantrum he would pull.

“Brahms! Uhm, do you need something?” You asked him, trying your best to hide the case with your body. The man pointed at your bag and looked from you to the bag and then back to you. "Brahms, listen-” Before you could explain yourself, he charged over to your bed and pulled the open case up causing its contents to fall and spread out on the floor. He held it above your head and you rubbed your temples in annoyance now that all that time packing was now wasted by your angry lovers outburst. “BRAHMS.” You shouted at him. “I am not cleaning up this mess.” You hissed, pointing at the clothes and other objects that had fallen to the floor. He kept his angered gaze locked on you as he threw your bag as hard as he could across the room and against the wall, his chest rising and falling rapidly. You gave a harsh huff through your nose and went to retrieve your bag but was stopped by a strong grip being held on your wrist. He pulled you into his chest and squeezed you into his form, not letting you move from his embrace.

“Brahms, I'm sorry that I didn’t tell you but I have to go.” You told him, putting both hands on his chest. “No.” He responded, his voice low and aggressive. It was rare that he used his normal voice and it did have an effect on you and your decision making but this was something you had your mind set on. “Yes.” You countered, trying to pull yourself out of his grip. You had wiggled enough to break free and had almost got away but Brahms lunged forwards and grabbed you arm to drag you into the walls. “Let go!” You yelled, trying to get his hand off of your arm. "Brahms, please. This happens every time I have to go somewhere!” You pleaded. He slowed down as he opened another door to where he stayed and walked you down into the makeshift room. “Sit.” He demanded. You remained stood still and he grabbed your shoulders and made you sit down, not hurting you at all. He was becoming more gentle as he realized he was losing this fight, becoming desperate and sad. “Please.” He said to you, his voice now high and child-like. You put your head in your hands for a short second before getting up and walking over to him rummaging through his things, Brahms trying to find something that might lure you to stay with him. You softly put a hand on his waist, turning him to face you, and gently snaked your arms around his waist as he turned to you. You snuggle your head into his chest as he wrapped his own arms around your figure and felt his body shake. “Im sorry, baby. I'm so sorry that I have to go but it will only be 4 days. I promise. No longer.” You said, looking up into his eyes. Tears dripped from his eyes and landed on the inside of his mask, dripping into your hair.

You reached up to grab his face which made him flinch away. You waited for him to be comfortable with your touch and he leaned down to your face, allowing you to remove his mask and lay it down on the table beside the two of you and you looked into his eyes. “I will come back, ok? I would never leave you.” You brushed your thumb against his scarred face and leaned up to kiss his lips. He caught your lips in an aggressive and passionate kiss. You were taken aback by his strong force but matched his pace and ran your fingers through his hair. You tried to pull away causing him to lean down to follow your lips but leaned too far out of reach for him to kiss you and pecked his cheek. “I promise, Brahms.” He didn't respond as you backed out of his reach and walked back out of his room and the walls to pick your things up. As you bend down to start cleaning up, you felt strong arms pick you and carry you over to the bed and lay down. Brahms buried his face in your neck and let out a shaky breath as you two held one another. “I'm sorry.” He apologized, something that he rarely ever did because your arguments were usually over pointless things he or yourself did. “Its ok. I love you.” To this he didn’t respond but hugged you closer and the both of you fell asleep making you miss your flight and the chance to go to the reunion. He did it again.

Chucky

“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU-”

“WOULD YOU SHUT UP FOR ONCE!” You yelled back. “YOU ARE ALWAYS BITCHING ABOUT THIS AND THAT. IT ISN’T MY FAULT YOU MAKE BAD CHOICES!” You shouted, throwing the book you were holding at him. He quickly dodged it and you stormed off, walking past him. “MAYBE I WOULDN’T COMPLAIN IF YOU WOULD STOP ACTING LIKE SUCH A BITCH YOURSELF!! MY LIFE WOULD BE SO MUCH EASIER WITHOUT YOU IN IT!” He argued back. You stopped in your tracks, your shoulders visibly bouncing as the sobs began to escape your throat. “Oh really? Is that how you feel?” You asked him, turning around with a pained look in your eyes. “YES… No, no (y/n), baby. No.” He said, bringing his hand up to rub the bridge of his nose. Your mouth lifted into a snarl and your body shook with the adrenaline running through your body from the heat of the moment and the cries desperate to escape. "Listen,” You began, slowly walking over to him. “I usually put up with your attitude and anger but IM DONE.” Your voice shook. He looked off to the side in embarrassment and you walked off.

“(Y/n) … (Y/n)! C’mon babe! We both said things we didn’t mean.” Chucky called out to you walking to grab your things. You didn’t reply, your feet crunching over the broken glass of photos and drinking glasses as you walked throughout the house to gather a few things. “What the hell are ya doing?” He asked, watching you race about the house. “I'm gettin’ my things and getting out of here” You sniffed, aggressively throwing things into your bag. “No, don’t do that.” Chucky said, trying his best to climb up and get on top of the bed. “Well then what do you want me to do? Stay here and continue to endure your tournament?” You asked. He stayed silent while you just looked at him. You put your hands on your hips and continued to stare at him with sad and angry eyes. “I don’t know.” Charles responded. “How about you work on controlling that fiery temper of yours for my sake? Or maybe at least think before you speak!” You explained tohim. “It would make our lives so much better.” You told him, closing the lid of your bag and zipping it up. Charles put his hand on the bed to prevent you from picking it up and looked up at you with glare. “You saying you don’t like living with me? Do I make your life hell?” He sneered. "That’s just it charles, what you’re doing right now is what makes it so easy to walk away for a few days. You think I enjoy getting yelled at by the person I love for things I didn’t do? How about going through it for 3 years?” You poked his chest and pushed him back. “You are the one making bad decisions, not me. Don’t yell at me because you messed up.” Chucky just stood there and finally let out a long sigh. “Babe, I'm sorry. My anger just gets the best of me and I burst. I don’t mean to hurt you so bad like this. Please don’t go.” You sat down on the bed and let out a chuckle, shaking your head. “Well, would you look at that. The almighty charles lee ray saying he’s sorry and begging me to stay with him.” You wiped the tears off of your face and looked over at him. “Yeah, I am. And I mean it.” He responded, sitting next to you. There was a long silence before either of you said anything but you were the one who broke the silence. "You promise, promise me you won't lash out at me again?” You asked, looking over him. “I promise. Cross my heart, babe.” He said, looking over at you. You smiled and let out a shaky breath. “I'm sorry I threatened to leave. That was stupid.” You said laying back. “No, its ok.” He said, opening your bag. “Now, you gotta unpack this stuff. You ain’t going nowhere, doll.” He told you in a soft voice. You let out a few laughs and looked over at him with loving eyes. “I love you, charles.” You told him, sitting up. “Yeah, Yeah and I love you too.”

#brahms x reader #brahms heelshire #brahms the boy #brahms #the boy #charles lee ray #cure of chucky #cult of chucky #chucky x reader #chucky #slasher fandom #slasher horror #slasher fan #slasher movies #slasher x s/o #slasher x oc #slasher x you #slasher x reader

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softhoneysoo · 5 years

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Attention

╰♡ do kyungsoo smut

-thigh riding, degrading, rough, gagging, orgasm denial, dirty talk, begging, choking

you were bored. kyungsoo had been siting next to you on the bed you two shared reading the same book for a few hours. the show you were watching was getting boring and there was nothing else on the television you were interested in. you sigh loudly and rest your head on kyungsoo’s shoulder, hoping to get at least a glance or a hum. he did nothing but turn the page of his book. was this book really more interesting than you? Again, you let out another sigh, making it more obnoxious. You were craving his attention so you didn’t care if you seemed annoying. kyungsoo took a deep breath and put his book down.

“is there something you need?” he glanced at you for a moment. you sighed again.

“im really bored..” you said with a pout, trying to be cute. kyungsoo rolled his eyes and picked up his book again, ignoring you.

it wasn’t new that he would be focused on other things rather than you. you two both liked the quiet and to have peace and alone time, but right now you wanted him and he was being stubborn.

you lay your head on his shoulder and cuddle into him, trailing your fingers slowly up and down his forearm that holds that darn book. you noticed kyungsoo tenses up for a second, but quickly after relaxes and continues to read. you decide to take it farther and be a little more risky. you tilt your head upwards so your lips hover over the side of his neck. you begin to slowly place small wet kisses on his neck, sucking lightly on that one spot you know drives him crazy.

“yah. babe, im busy” he says with a deep voice and serious face. you didn’t pull away though.

you continued to kiss and suck his neck while your fingers traced the light veins on his arms. you noticed a tent in his sweatpants that wasn’t there before. it was working.

he tilted his head slightly, giving you more access to his neck, but still had his book in hand. you craved him and you could feel yourself begin to soak the panties you wore under your pajama shorts.

you trailed your hand from his forearm to the tent in his pants. you rubbed the outline of his member through his clothes while kyungsoo’s breath hitched as you touched him.

“kyungsoo, please play with me..”

you crawled on top of kyungsoo. his right thigh in between both of yours. you sat comfortably on him and he finally looked up at you. his eyes were darker than usual, his jaw was clenched, and his cheeks were a little flushed.he closed his book and placed it on the bedside table. you caught him off guard when you grinded on his thigh, letting out a hum of pleasure. you felt kyungsoos hands on your waist as you slowly began fucking yourself on his thigh and he guided you.

kyungsoos thigh tenses under you, causing your eyes to flutter shut with pleasure as you grind on him harder. your head lolls back when his large hands trailed upwards to roughly play with your breast.

you began to feel the long desired knot forming in your stomach from your built up arousal. your soft moans told kyungsoo you were close. your hips moved faster on his thigh as you chased your release.

the pleasure suddenly stopped and you felt yourself being lifted. you’re eyes shot open to kyungsoo flipping you over so you were now under him.

“you couldn’t at least wait for me to finish?” you spoke, annoyed and frustrated.

“shut up.” he mumbled under his breath as he pulled down your shorts and soaked panties. he never really cursed at you often, so it took you by surprise.

you open your mouth to argue back, but before you could say a word, kyungsoo stuffs your panties into your mouth. forcing you to stay quiet. you could taste yourself on the soaked fabric.

“you’re so annoying sometimes.” kyungsoo spoke lowly as stared down at you, positioning his now free member at your sopping entrance.

he was frustrating you, but you couldn’t argue with that. it was a fact you would randomly get extremely needy and clingy at times. you had to admit it was slightly annoying. although, you knew kyungsoo secretly liked how you begged for his attention. it made him feel wanted and desired.

without warning kyungsoo slammed into you, causing a muffled cry to leave your throat. you never quite got used to his size. the stretch making your head fall back and eyes flutter shut. he was mercilessly pumping in and out of you. the lewd sounds of your wetness and muffled moans filled the room. your eyes landed on kyungsoo once again. focusing on him. the way his eyebrows furrowed with pleasure. the sheet of sweat coating his bare, toned body. the veins in his neck prominent. his brown eyes were dark with lust.

you were snapped out of your daze when you felt him hit that certain spot in you, your body jolting from the sudden pleasure. kyungsoo leaned over to litter sloppy kisses and purple bruises all over your chest and neck. his soft lips contrasting with the rough pace of his hips. soft sobs left your gagged mouth as you became more and more sensitive and desperate to release.

low groans and curses were spoken in your ear as his warm breath fanned over your neck. he could feel your walls begin to clench around his length. he knew you were close.

“is this what you wanted baby? for me to fuck you til you’re practically crying to cum? huh?” kyungsoo tangled one of his hands through your hair, forcing you to look at him. the tears in your eyes from the pleasure blurred your vision. you could tell he was smirking though.

“fuck, look at you. so pathetic. you’re such a brat sometimes baby. you couldn’t even let me finish one more chapter in my book. you had to ride my thigh like a slut. so needy.” kyungsoos filthy words pushed you closer to the edge. you wanted nothing more than to come. you were desperate for release.

“you want to come on my cock, baby? beg for it.” kyungsoo knew how bad you wanted this. needed this. he was just having fun with you now. but you knew a part of him was serious. you couldn’t risk another denial.

you immediately let out muffled, incoherent pleads. your desperate begs tangled in the now completely soaked panties he had gagged you with. you saw kyungsoo smirk at your appearance. your hair was messy and your cheeks were tear stained and pink.

kyungsoo felt your walls clench around him as you continued to beg him to come. your orgasm building.

“mhm just like that baby, come for me.”

you felt his free hand trail upwards to your neck. slowly gripping it tighter. as he constricted your airway you felt the desired powerful wave of pleasure wash over you. your body tensed and jolted as you came all over his length. kyungsoos grip remained tight on your throat as he continued to pound you through your orgasm. he released your neck once you had calmed down enough, gasping for air.

you barely had enough time to fully catch your breath before kyungsoo tangled his hand in your hair. he pulled you to sit upright as he positioned himself in front of your mouth. the panties in your mouth were replaced by his thick member. kyungsoo repeatedly fucked your mouth until he felt his own orgasm approach. when he pulled out to jerk himself, saliva and drool was dribbling down your chin as you sat there with your mouth open and tongue out, waiting for his release. you so badly wanted to taste his come. the sight of you pushed him over the edge. you looked so pathetic. dumb. desperate. all for him.

white ribbons shot from his red tip and onto your mouth. his low groans and curses filling the room as you sat obediently, taking his load and swallowing after.

kyungsoo tucks some hair behind your ear and grips your jaw, your cheeks squishing and lips puckering slightly. he kisses your nose and smiles softly.

“there’s the attention you asked for, now please let me finish my book, babe.”

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