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iwrotetheilliad · 1 year

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3AM

♡ Sae is mad. You’re a stubborn bitch. Put that together and that equals hate fuck

Genre: P WITHOUT P ;) also a little fluff at the end

CW: Oh lord there’s quite a bit. The biggest one is def that this entire situation is a bit toxic cuz y’all are flirting in a fight. Ig u could think of it as cheating, but I don’t so. SAE IS A BITCH. He also calls u a bitch so be warned that he is mean af. Also degradation. Slapping, hair pulling, clothes getting ripped off is also there. No prep as well. Unprotected sex babes. Theirs is also mentions of hickies and heavy making out. Sae manhandles you a bit. THAT SHOULD BE ALL THE TRIGGERING CONTENT MATERIAL BUT BE WARNED THAT THIS IS SMUT SO PLS PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!

Characters: Sae Itoshi

A/N: thé sae brain rot has been BAD. Like there was so much in my head, so this fic is honestly just like, a small portion of the smutty thoughts and hcs I’ve had. I’ll probably write more if this does well!

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Sae demands.

“Oh please,” you scoff, tossing your black clutch purse onto the bed. “There is nothing wrong with me, she had it coming.”

You whip your head around to face your husband. He stands in the doorway, his white shirt slightly unbuttoned, letting some of his collar bone peak out at you. Anger and jealousy flood throughout your body again at the thought of what that cunt did. You can practically see the line she traced with her nail across Sae’s neck. To get back at her, you had pretended to bump into her, practically tossing you wine all over her. It was a shame honestly- because of her inability to take a hint, her pristine white dress left the body with a giant wine stain adorning her side. Good thing you wore a black dress. It just looked like someone’s spilt water on you.

still the way you spilled the wine was very obvious. What can you say? Acting’s never been your strong suit. People were bound to notice, and although no one said it to your face, it’s obvious that they knew you’d done it on purpose.

it’s fine, after all, if they were in your situation they would’ve done the same.

“Y/N,” Sae groaned tearing off his overcoat. “You can’t just ruin-”

“The dress was ruined the moment it touched her skin.”

“You are fucking horrible.”

“No, Sae! You know what’s horrible? You did absolutely nothing to stop her!” You shout storming towards him.

“Oh shut up, yes I did,” he replies, shoving past you.

“Oh I’m sure that tent you have in your pants was trying very hard to shove her away from you,” you roll your eyes, pursuing him.

You knew right know was not the time, but Sae’s back looked very nice in that shirt. It hugged his muscles in all the right ways.

“Are you insane?” He growls, spinning around to stare you down. You didn’t back down though, sizing up to his gaze.

“I fucking wish,” you say just as lowly. “Look, it’s still there.”

You cast your eyes down to where his dick was in fact pressing up against his pants. It looked uncomfortable, and if the night had gone any better, you would’ve loved to help him, but right now, sex did not seem anywhere within your near future.

“You’re actually fucking mental,” Sae rolls his eyes, straightening himself out. “I cannot stand you when your like this.”

“You can’t stand me?!”

“No!”

“Sae! She was flirting with you. That bitch was unashamed and practically choking you in the middle of the hall!” You scream. “You are so frustrating sometimes. You cannot say that you can’t stand me, when you’re like this!”

“Like what?”

Hot.

“Oblivious.”

“Better than being a jealous bitch.”

“The fuck did you just call me?” You ask, stalking towards him like you’re about to pounce on your prey.

Sae didn’t move, just stared down into your eyes as you two came chest to chest.

“You heard me,” he muttered hotly.

From being this close, you can see something you weren’t able to recognize just moments ago. Sae’s pupils had blown up, almost completely block the aqua of his irises. His breath was hot against your face, and his lips were such a pretty pink-red color. His hair was pushed off to the side, making him look so much more handsome than he did normally. It was all so much, and you couldn’t tell if the sudden feeling in your blood was lust, anger, or a weird mix of both.

“Fucking try saying that shit again,” you mutter lowly.

He shivers. “You are such a fucking bitch.”

His hands slowly traces curves through the skintight fabric. They travel up your ass to the small of your back, and then slide back down to the swell of your ass. He offers a light squeeze, before leaning over you.

“You,” he begins, “are such a jealous. Fucking. Bitch.”

You hands move on their own accord, shoving Sae back onto the bed. Shock doesn’t last long in him though, because just moments later, you’re falling on top of him. Your arms wrap around his neck, and the swell of his dick is pressing against panties you wear underneath this dress. His hands stop balancing himself, and he reaches up to drag them all over your body. He starts rubbing them over your back, before moving down to your ass. He gropes them unabashedly now, guiding them over his crotch. His left one stays leading your ministrations, and his right hand goes up to your scalp. Grabbing a handful of hair, he pulls you back, a string of saliva lingering between your mouth as you pant. Your eyes are lidded as you stare into his. There is not a single doubt in your mind right now that you look like a fucking whore, and you know he’s thinking the same thing.

Sae pulls your hair again, this time making your head tilt back. You raunchily moan out, and his mouth immediately finds a new home on your neck.

“You are such a dick,” you gasp out as he sucks hickies into your skin. “Mmmmmm.”

“Yeah?” He growls, pulling away from you. “I’m a fucking dick huh?” He releases your hair to slap your ass. “I’m a fucking dick? Dirty bitch.”

His other hand slaps your ass again. Moans break free from your throat, involuntarily, of course. “Yes,” you whimper. “You’re so fucking horrible.”

Sae lifts you off the bed with absolutely no effort whatsoever. It’s infuriating how strong he is. His lips find yours again and soon enough, the kisses devolve into something sloppy. You hear the bed creak again, as Sae kneels onto it. He drops you onto the mattress of a sudden.

You land on your side, with your left leg hiked up over your right one. You lean on your right forearm and push yourself up with your left hand. You toss your hair over your shoulder and glare at him.

“What’s wrong?” you sneer, “afraid that your gonna cum in your pants like a fucking virgin?”

Sae is quick to lean over you, continuing the messy kisses. He shoves you down so that you’re entirely on your stomach now, and with his free arm, pulls your ass into the air. He pulls your dress over your butt, revealing the lacy black underwear you’re clad in.

“Me? Cum in my pants?” He growls. “With how wet you are, you might as well have already came.” He leans down to lick up your pussy through your panties, further wetting the already soaked fabric. “Might as well just leave you like this huh? Since you already fucking finished.”

Desperate thoughts want you to scream at him to not, but your stubborn ass decides against that. “And what? Jerk off in the bathroom? You’d still be imagining me in there.”

Sae backs away from you, and grabs the top of the back of the dress. He pulls, and you are now just sitting on all fours. You’re confused as to what he’s doing, before he grabs the same spot with the other hand. Soon, there’s a loud riiippp, and the fabric falls off your body in one giant piece.

“That was fucking expensive,” you growl, as Sae flips you onto your back.

“As if a cunt like you pays attention to the price of shit. I’ve spoiled you too much huh? You need a good lesson.”

You gulp, but still try to mask your fear. “What are you gonna do?”

His left hand traces your neckline, before wrapping tightly around the bruise littered column. “Maybe I will just leave you here like this,” he muses. “Your pussy soaking wet, begging for my cock.”

“Then I’d just cum myself,” you laugh sinisterly. “I’m thinking I’ll get off to Ryusei in my mind what do you think.”

Another loud crack echoes through the room, but now the sting isn’t in your ass. You cheek burns as you yelp. Sae backhands you next, creating to bright red glows on your face.

“You bitch,” his voice sounds demonic, like he’s two seconds away from becoming evil.

“You were gonna be the one leaving me here needy!” You cry out, trying to lean up. His hand on your neck pushes you back down though.

“Shut up.” Another loud rip, and your pussy is suddenly exposed to the world. The cold air is oddly nice. “I’m gonna make you regret everything you’ve said.”

“You can’t do that.”

“If you cum,” he starts. His hand traces your lips, and his voice grows a mockingly gentle as he whispers, “I’ll tie you up to the headboard, stick a vibrator against that clit, and drain you dry until your begging and screaming and crying yourself hoarse. Ok, baby?”

The pet name is new. Normally when you two hate fuck, he ignores all of them, but the sudden presence of it makes you realize that your actually in deep shit right now.

“Do your worst,” you command.

Sae doesn’t even prep you. He undoes his belt with one hand, unbuttons his pants with the other, and swiftly drags them down with his underwear. His dick springs out, hard, pink, leaking precum. You want to suck his dick so bad, make him feel so fucking good, but you push that urge down.

He lines himself up against your pussy, and in one move, starts fucking you ruthlessly. He’s going fast, he’s going hard, he’s doing everything that he needs to be doing to make pleasure erupt in your body like only he can.

Moans tumble from your lips but you literally do not care whatsoever that this is your admitting to him making you feel good. That stubbornness is quite literally being fucked out of you, and right now your perfectly ok with it.

“S-s-sae…”

“Hm?” He hums shakily from above you. “Do you need to come already?”

Never mind, the stubbornness is back.

“N-no. I just wanted to tell you that you can’t fuck to save your life.”

Somehow, he gets faster and harder. You hadn’t even thought that possible, yet here you are, getting your shit absolutely rocked.

“Really?” Sae mocks as you whimper louder.

“Yes,” you reply, not daring to back down.

Sae doesn’t say anything else, content to just let you go insane on his cock, however much you try to deny it. He can tell when you’re close. He’s fucked you so many times that he’s memorized every tell that your body has to offer. Right now, your eyes are becoming heavy, almost looking like you’re about to fall asleep. They’re also turning super glossy, despite no tears falling. When he feels your hole repeatedly clamping onto him without letting go, making yourself feel even more tight, he knows your going to cum.

“You can’t cum baby,” he growls.

“O-ok, I wasn’t going to,” you sigh as he continues screwing you.

“Good job,” he says mockingly.

You don’t miss the sarcasm drowning his words, and somehow, you find the strength in you to reach up and slap him. When he doesn’t say anything, you backhand him. A couple seconds go by, before he commands, “Harder.”

You slap him again.

“Harder.”

You slap him again.

“Goddamit, I said harder bitch!”

You slap him, then yank on his hair for good measure.

“Still can’t cum,” he groans, pleasure overtaking every nerve of his body.

“Sae!” You cry when he starts ramming into just the right spot.

“No. Cumming. Baby.”

“Sae, please!” You sob. You’re trying, you really are. “Sae!”

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry!” you moan out finally. “Sae please, I’m sorry I’ve been- oh my god please Sae, please just let me cum!”

“That’s it baby. That’s all I wanted from you,” his voice suddenly saccarine sweet. “You can cum baby don’t worry.”

Your orgasm is so intense, you almost pass out. Every part of your body is lit on fire, you feel like your blood is lava. There’s it not a single inch of your body left untouched by this overwhelming pressure that does nothing but consume you. It feels like you’re drowning at the same time as flying. Your back arches and finally, you feel satisfied with something that’s happened tonight.

Sae fucks you until he comes, and the feeling is pretty much the exact same as yours. Nerve shattering pleasure follows each thrust he sends into you. His thighs shake at the end.

When he finally gets a good look at you, he watches the red painted across your skin, shining from sweat. Your hands cover your face, and a twinge of remorse stings at his heart.

“Y/N?” he hesitantly moves to touch your hand. When you don’t pull away, he lifts your hands off of your face. Your eyes stay closed though. You’re not crying which is good.

Sae sighs, and steps out of his pants. His shirt sticks to his skin with sweat, so he removed it before walking to the bathroom. Right next to it is a cabinet with towels, which he grabs a fresh one from. Going into the bathroom, he cleans himself off, dampens the towel and goes to clean you off. Your eyes are still closed, but you respond to his touch. He wipes the inside of your legs, and then chucks the towel somewhere behind him. He walks to the bedroom door, where his lounge shirt and sweatpants hang. He slides the sweatpants on, and then grabs the shirt.

“Y/N, I need you to sit up.”

Slowly, you pull yourself up. Sae pulls the shirt over you, and you adjust your arms through the sleeves. It’s only after that do you open your eyes to look at him.

Your eyes have darkens but a little bit of light still reflects in them. You look exhausted though, which he supposes is only fair.

“Sae…” you whisper, collapsing against his body. He wraps his arm around you, hugging you firmly against him.

“I’m sorry too,” he mutters. “I shouldn’t have… encouraged, I guess, what she was doing.”

You’re silent for a few beats, before murmuring, “It’s ok.”

“No it’s not.”

“To me it is now,” you say, leaning back to look him in the eyes.”

“Why?” He snorts. “Cuz we fucked.”

“Because you apologized,” you roll your eyes. “That’s all that I wanted.”

You end up falling asleep against Sae and when you wake up, the two of you are curled up underneath a blanket on the couch. Figures, the bed was probably messy. After all, it always is after your 3 AM activities.

A/N: Goddam.

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ma3mae · 1 year

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"I feel like sleeping on the couch tonight"

Summary: Pranking your hubby/bf by telling them that ^ and how they'd react (fukuzawa, ranpo, tecchou)

Genre: kinda cracky, def some fluff and more tooth rotting fluff 💀🛐

Warnings: tecchou whipped for ur cute ass, me barking for fukuzawa, ranpo being a child.

A/N: saw it from a reel on insta and immediately HAD to use that inspo, okurr 😤✋originally wanted to add fyodor but ill prob do it in a part 2 thingy

Fukuzawa Yukichi

Ok so first off hes a major workaholic so you prob often fall asleep on the couch during some movie watching while waiting for him at home

always feels apologetic and even guilty bc not only as his lover but as a person, you should be sleeping in the comforts of your bed

will always carry you to bed bc he wouldnt want to wake you up as well. You already did enough by trying to stay up for him

So you can see how surprised he is when he finally arrives at home at reasonable hours and you lying wide awake on the couch

And you suddenly blurt that shit out?? HES ALSO PROB TIRED AF ILL MASSAGE U, ZADDY WOOF

takes a seat next to you and immediately asks if theres a reason for that

wont jump to conclusions but will still be a bit taken back and worried that it might be his fault...

"Nah, i just feel like it today." "Oh okay, well if you say so" SOBBING FR

He values honesty above all else and wouldnt doubt that you'd be pranking or lying to him tbh and overall your comfort is one of his main priorities

So he'll let it go but still be saddened that you dont wanna sleep in your shared bed :((

A sudden idea pops up in his head bc at some point even he wants to still be in his lover's arms especially after work

Its already sad enough that yall cant do it whenever u want to D: HUG HIM FFS

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"Then I shall join you on the couch if you're alright with it?" Before you can even say anything, he takes a seat right next to you. You shuffled your feet away from him to give him some space, focusing your gaze onto the TV. You knew if you'd look at him, you'd immediately stop the prank. His gaze alone would make anyone confess their biggest secrets and well, you didn't want to spoil the fun yet.

Yet it only needed a clearing of his throat to turn your attention towards him and oh no...

You couldn't do it. How would you? When he was looking at you like you just kicked a ton of cats infront of him.

"Y/N."

NO! DON'T SAY ANYTHING

"I'm sorry if I have been neglecting you lately. If there's anything I can d-"

"It's prank.."

You sat up as you took his hands into yours.

"I didn't mean to make you feel like you've been neglecting me... I just saw it online and thought it was a funny prank."

Blinking his eyes in confusion, his gaze softened at your words.

He pulls his hands back before wrapping them around you, gently pressing your bodies closer as you felt his lips on your head.

"Even if it's just a prank, I have still been neglecting my duties as your husband lately and apologize greatly for that."

Slightly pulling back, you feel his rough hand cupping your cheek.

Eyes full of love looking into your glassy ones as he lets his thumb stroke a stray tear away.

"I apologize deeply for making you feel in such a way that you had to" prank" me as you called it. You must have felt lonely these days but don't worry. I will make sure to return home earlier because I have also been missing you, my love. "

After a loving kiss and an enjoyable evening, he had kept his word for the future days and if something would change, he made sure to notify you immediately.

Yet at the end of the day, he would always return to your beloved home and into your arms for the night.

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Yall, dont be surprised in how FAST we confessed

look me in the eyes and say you wouldnt spill everything out when THIS man looks at you like he'd give you the world if he could 🛐🛐

He'd def try his best to keep his promise but sometimes yokohama takes a bit longer to save but dw he'll make time for you bc happy wife happy life

cook him smth, massage him, just be there for him and let him lie on your chest or smth and he'll already feel so blessed

we all wanna pamper him ok, he be raising a whole orphanage so someone gotta pamper him too

I just want me a nice fukuzaddy alright 😩😩😩😩

Edogawa Ranpo

He'll give you the biggest side eye fr 👁️

like?? Hello?? Why sleep on the couch when you can be in bed with the world's greatest detective???

Will fr shame you for that ngl

He obviously knows its a prank but he cant believe you have the AUDACITY to do it to him

You are literally challenging a MAN CHILD, have fun 🤓

For the sake of it, you did the prank after knowing that it was a pretty uneventful day at the agency but oh dont worry

This man WILL gaslight u into thinking it wasnt 💀

*******

"So you want to sleep on the couch, huh?"

There he stood infront of you, arms crossed, the biggest pout he could muster on his face and blocking your sight of the TV as you continued to nonchalantly munch on HIS chips he had hidden under the bed.

"Well, I just feel like it."

""wElL i jUsT fEEl LikE iT", she says. Then I feel like taking MY chips back, thank you very much!"

Before he could snatch them away, you immediately turned your back towards him, clutching the bag tightly in your arms.

"Y/N, YOU'RE BREAKING THE CHIPS?!?!"

"and I'M sleeping on the couch."

Silence fills the room for some seconds before you hear a huff behind you. Hasty steps making their way towards your shared bedroom before the door being shut quite loudly.

Doubt was creaking through your resolve, asking if you were maybe overdoing it.

"Nah, he knows I'm joking....Right?"

An hour passed before he came back, flopping himself down onto your legs and you could just feel how he was pressing down harder on purpose so there'd be no way to leave.

"Ow, Ranpo?! Get off of my legs!!"

Yet his sharp gaze stopped you, not giving you the slightest chance to tell him off.

It made you nervous, how he just sat there with his arms crossed, eyes not leaving yours.

Was he threatening or mocking you??

You weren't sure.

"You know, Y/N..." He slowly began as you felt him press down even harder.

"I really don't appreciate what you're doing right now."

"H-Huh, what do you mean?"

He physically had to hold himself back from laughing at your clueless face because oh...

Oh, you wanted to prank him? Then be ready to get it handed back at you even worse.

"So many people have been hurt today, all these lives the Agency had to save with MY help. You don't know how many eyes I had to witness as they were about to lose their light in them. So many were at Death's door and we managed to help them. Now I'm tired and ready to be welcomed by the comforts of my home and the love of my life pulling me into her arms, telling me how proud she is of me of having LITERALLY saved the city and maybe wanting to lighten that burden on my shoulders I have to carry every day? "

He pressed his index finger on your forehead as he leaned in closer.

"That's not very nice of you, you know. Imagine you'd be the World's Greatest Detective and coming home exhausted but your lover decides to be weird and seemingly not EVEN appreciating my work. Can't relate to that, right?"

You hated him.

You hated him so much for how he exactly knew what to say to get what he wanted.

But that's also what made you fall in love with him at the first place.

"If so many people have been hurt then why didn't I see it o-"

"We have ties, Y/N. Of course they wouldn't broadcast something like that on TV. Do you know what chaos it would cause to this city and possibly the world? "

It only made you frown as he clicked his tounge at you while waving his finger at your words.

"Now, now you know what you should be saying after pulling such a stunt like this. Especially after I have worked so hard today."

Pulling your blanket over your head to break from his intense gaze seemed to do nothing, as he had just simply snatched it out of your hands.

"I'm not gonna apologize to you for that! Just wanted to pull a prank on you and you just have to turn it onto me!"

He merely shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, what did you expect? You should be glad that I didn't give it back to you ten times worse. Just wanted to go home, eat your cooking and maybe cuddle but I might actually not do that at all today."

"Ugh, you're such a buzzkill."

You just sighed at his words and he suddenly found himself in your arms.

He turned towards you with a frown on his face yet his reddened face seemed to lessen the effect of his next words.

"H-Hey! I didn't say that I forgive you for your prank!"

"Well but I forgive you for trying to make me feel bad for it. If you wanted me to cuddle and kiss you then just say so. You knew it was a prank after all."

"But I didn't like it when you said that you'd rather sleep on the couch than on the bed today..."

His voice resonated through your chest as he pressed his face against it, muffled words accompanied with a whiny tone.

"I never said, I would sleep without you though?"

A laugh escaped you as his head shot up, big eyes meeting your amused ones.

Yet he only gave a pout at your words as he went back to your chest, wanting to hide his embarassement from you.

"You're mean but I still love you. You owe me candy for putting me through this, though."

You only let your hand glide through his hair before settling it on his neck, giving light scratches to the spots he liked.

A satisfied sigh escaped him and soon the room was filled with only noises from your TV.

"I'm already sweet enough so that should suffice as" candy", right? And that was your pick up line not mine so I'll stick to what you meant."

"Yeah, yeah. Now let's just cuddle in peace, okay."

A comforting silence grew between the both of you as you later on fell asleep together, a smile etched on each face.

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This was SO long lmao but next time you'll prank him, he'll just dump some water on u bc thats sparing you from him at this point

bRO COULD legit just expose everything of u but he wouldnt bc he loves u too much 💕💕💕😤😤😤

Suehiro Tetchou

bro, thats like the worst prank u could do to him bc... he wouldnt get it first...

the only reaction you'll get is 🙂 him when he greets you > 😐 when u tell him that

hes gonna be fr confused like... why does his partner want to sleep on the couch but... okay?????

Honestly i think he wouldnt protest right out but at the end of the day, even he wants some cuddles after work :(

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Tecchou was excited. No one would really know about it if it wasn't for the light smile adorning his face as he thought about going home.

The only one who'd notice is Jouno but he didn't really care enough to mention anything about it.

He'd merely click his tounge when his annoying ass colleague would take a bit longer to respond to his questions, only saying the words "Just go home if even the smallest things are distracting for you."

Jouno could swear he was about to kick him in his face when he'd hear him turn towards him and only reply with "Y/N is smaller than me but not the smallest thing though."

"JUST LEAVE ALREADY, OH MY GOD!! I can't listen to your rambling about them any longer!"

Only he could nearly make Jouno groan in agony as he turned and began to walk away, not wanting to be near that idiot, knowing he'd just be looking like a lovestruck dumbass to everyone around them.

Tecchou only blinked at his partner's outburst, yet took his word and began to make his way home.

An exasperated sigh left Jouno's lips as he heard his footsteps yet it didn't surprise him at all.

He just couldn't get it around his head how someone could even be into that guy but oh well.

It's not his problem as long as it doesn't disrupt their work.

After all he had to give his thanks to that weirdo's partner for having given him a way to make him comply more easily.

It took him a simple "Just finish already and then you can go home."

"Okay."

Would be his only answer every damn time yet Jouno couldn't help but let out a small smirk when he'd hear the racing pulse of their enemies as if it was a declaration of Death from the Grim Reaper himself in their eyes.

Finally arriving at home, Tecchou would take off his coat and hat, hanging it onto the designated stand for such things.

A soft smile adorned his face as he walked into the living room of your shared apartment, finding you laying comfortably on the couch, the crinkling of stuffing your hand into the pack of spicy potato chips echoing through the room as a cackle escaped your lips.

"Trash TV's surprisingly entertaining if it's done right, HA! "

"Y/N."

A yelp escaped you as you sat up and whipped your head around, only to see your boyfriend standing behind you.

Tecchou was unfazed by your surprise,reaching for your face to wipe the potato crumbs on your lips with his thumb.

"Mmh, chips. The spicy one's are especially tasty with mustard and red pepper." He told you as he licked the crumbs off of his thumb, a smile adorning his face as he sat himself down next to you.

Laying his head onto your lap, the soft fuzzy blanket covering it, making it all the more welcome for him to lay on them.

He had randomly gifted them to you one day, simply because "it reminded him of you".

Fuzzy and warm. That's how he'd always feel when thinking, looking and touching you.

"That sounds like a really weird combo." You replied as you smiled at his words, settling your hand on his head before let your fingers run along his scalp and scratching the right spots, making him sigh as he pressed his face against your stomach, snuggling into it.

"Are you tired, honey? You could go to bed, you know?" You asked him as he closed his eyes, breathing evening out while he wrapped his arms around your waist, enjoying your smell and warmth.

"Just wanna cuddle right now."

"Alright." You replied with, thinking about how you'd tell him the words you've been wanting to say for a while now.

An hour passed before you felt your boyfriend stir a bit, finally turning his head up to you, yet his arms still enclosed around their original spot.

Your legs were cramping at this point but how could you tell that your boyfriend when he just looked so cute like that??

"Had a nice nap?"

"Yeah, it was nice but I'm still tired..."

"You can go to bed if you'd like. Have you eaten anything yet though?"

"I have after the mission. I think I'll go to bed though."

Tetchou stood up and made his way to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.

After 10 minutes, he found himself back on the couch, a slight furrow of his eyebrows as he asked.

"Aren't you going to bed with me?"

Welp, straightforward as always.

"Uhmm no, I feel like sleeping on the couch today. Sorry, honey..."

"Oh. That's okay."

Blinking at his reply, he gave you a peck on the lips before going to your shared bedroom, the shutting of the door being the last sign of him before you were left alone on the couch.

You had forgotten that he wouldn't see any fault in that...

So was it really a prank? You didn't know, feeling a bit guilty yet you stuck to your plan.

Maybe he'd notice something was wrong the next day....

"Y/N."

You felt a hand slightly shaking you, making you stir in your sleep before slowly opening your eyes, recognizing the face of your boyfriend through your blurry sight.

"T-Tetchou??"

There he was kneeling before you so you'd be face to face as you lied on the couch, having fallen asleep after your continious marathon of trash TV.

Blinking to get a clear sight of him, you could see slight eyebags under his eyes.

"I can't sleep without you, Y/N. Come to bed or let's sleep on the couch together."

He suggested as he cupped your cheek with his hand, leaning his forehead against yours.

Hazel eyes bore into yours as the guilt inside of you went haywire.

"I'm so sorry, Tetchou. I should have gone to bed with you."

"But you said you wanted to sleep on the couch which is no problem at all."

You let out a sigh as you sat up, hands fiddling with your blanket, feeling him instantly lay his arms and head onto your lap, his eyes refusing to leave your face.

"Well... It was a prank."

He merely blinked at your words, seemingly processing your words.

"Why would you say that you'd want to sleep on the couch as a prank? Isn't a prank something like hurting someone but making it seem like an accident?"

"Yeah well, I did hurt you."

Your only reply was him furrowing his eyebrows as stood up, only to take a seat next to you.

Letting him pull you onto his lap, he gently cupped your face in his hands.

"But you never did?" His obliviousness was taking a toll onto you.

The guilt was surely consuming you. He was so honest to a fault and that made itself apparent in how he'd perceive anyone else especially you.

He would never think that YOU would ever do something to hurt him.

How could he? You loved him and he loved you.

Why should someone hurt the person they love the most?

"But Tetchou, I-I did. You couldn't sleep because I didn't go to bed with you and I had a hunch you'd probably get up and talk to me about it but I wasn't sure so I... stuck to it."

You couldn't look him in the eyes, yet the sudden lips on your forehead made your gaze shift onto his, confused eyes clashing against slight amused ones.

"That's not hurting me. Don't worry, Y/N. I'm used to pranks even if yours isn't one. Jouno would often do that too."

"Jouno??? Since when does he even do something like pranking??"

"Well he would sometimes just not reply when I talk to him or try to make me trip when I'm about to deal with the enemy. He would sometimes just click his tounge and walk away because it never works on me though. Heh, it's kinda funny if I think about it now. "

Ah.

How would you tell him that it was just Jouno being a dick.

You couldn't help but sweatdrop at his words, the guilt being comepletely wiped away as you thought that it would be better for their... colleagueship to just leave them be.

"That does sound funny... But maybe let's just go to bed. It is late after all."

"Hm, but I haven't forgiven you yet."

Eyes bulging yet narrowing at his words as you saw the corners of his lips rise up, a small but definite smirk decorating his handsome features.

"Hey!! You just said that I didn't even prank you!"

He let out a breathy laugh as you yelped, having lifted you up with ease and making his way to the bedroom.

"Yeah but u got pranked, heh."

You could only let out a "Hmph!" at his words yet not stopping the smile spreading on your face as he laid you down onto the bed, immediately laying down next to you and wrapping his arms around you, your legs entangling with each other as he pressed a soft kiss onto your lips.

"I think Jouno is being a bad influence on you." you teased as he let a hand glide through your hair.

"Hm maybe but I can now understand when he says" give them a taste of their own medicine.""

You merely rolled your eyes at his cheeky statement, pinching his nose before tucking your head under his chin, shuffling closer towards him.

"Let's just sleep already, you tease." were your last words for the night before closing your eyes, the beating of his heart like a lullaby for your ears.

"Good night, Y/N." he said in a quiet voice as he let his lips linger on the crown of your head before closing his eyes as well, the warmth of your body guaranteeing him he'd have the best sleep as always with you in his arms.

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you still dont know what posessed him that night for behaving like that 😩

U even went to Jouno and asked him about it, no eyes boy was just like "? maybe that was a fake LOL" u shouldnt have asked that h*e 🙂🙂🙂 jk we love him

now you'd be wary of "pranking" ur bf, maybe he'd prank u back again but worse.... yet you'd quickly forget about all of that bc he'd shower u with kisses whenever you'd ask him about it

even he can be sneaky but we forgive him bc hes cute ok 🛐

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #tecchou x reader #ranpo x reader #fukuzawa x reader #bsd edogawa rampo #bsd fukuzawa #bsd tecchou

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circle-with-me · 3 months

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the way you bend, the way you break

Pairing: Joakim Jolly Karlsson x OFC (Violet)

Content Warning/Tags: ⚠️18+MDNI!! daddy!jolly, mild degradation, vaginal fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, squirting, use of restraints, overstimulation, light choking, praise kink if you squint. Some fluffy af aftercare. Seriously, Jolly is the king of aftercare.

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The doorbell rings and Jolly looks up from his book confused. He wasn’t expecting any visitors today. He sits the book on the coffee table and pads to the front door peeking out the small window beside it. A short, raven-haired woman stands outside with her arms folded against her chest bouncing on the balls of her feet. Jolly smiles as he unlocks the door and opens it.

“If it isn’t my favorite flower.” He announces, grinning at his guest.

Violet rolls her eyes. “This flower is fucking freezing, are you going to let me in, or not?”

Jolly laughs and steps aside, allowing his friend to enter his home. Violet takes her jacket off and hangs it up by the door. She slips her shoes off and walks straight into the kitchen, leaving Jolly behind her.

When he makes it to the kitchen, she’s already rummaging through his refrigerator. He hears a bottle clinking and she pulls out two beers. Popping off the tops she hops up onto the counter and takes a drink, sighing.

It wasn’t uncommon for Violet to show up like this. They’d been friends for a few years now and spent many nights together drinking and eating junk food on his couch. They had consoled each other during breakups and life problems in general. Unannounced visits were not uncommon.

However, he knew something was wrong immediately.

Maybe it’s the way she chews on her bottom lip. Or how she fidgets while she rambles on about how horrible traffic was on the way to his house. The small talk was an indicator in itself something was wrong, but then he notices she’s barely opened her beer and she’s already peeling the label off it.

“What’s wrong, Vi?” Jolly interrupts her.

Violet whips her head over to look at him. She looks down at the beer bottle in her hand, resuming her task of destroying the label and shakes her head.

“Nothing. Why do you ask?”

He leans back against the counter across from her and crosses his arms.

“Because you’ve been here for five minutes and you’ve nearly chewed your lip off. Not to mention you think I give a shit about traffic?” Jolly raises his eyebrows at her in amusement and she huffs a laugh.

“Also, that poor beer bottle. Give it a break, won’t you?”

Violet groans and sets the beer bottle beside her. “You know, it’s really fucking annoying having you as a friend sometimes. You’re so observant.”

Jolly chuckles. “Tell me, my flower. What is it?”

“I have a favor to ask you… but it’s a big favor. I mean, a huge favor.”

“Go on.” Jolly says, taking a swig of his beer.

Violet sighs, straightening her posture.

“I want you to fuck me.”

Jolly chokes on his beer, coughing and nearly spitting it everywhere. He wipes his mouth off and looks up at her. He searches her face for a sign she’s joking. This is a prank, right? She’s just messing with him.

What he sees instead is a look of pure sincerity with a hint of embarrassment and shame. He realizes that she is, in fact, not joking and she was rambling because she was nervous to ask him. It occurs to him that he just made things infinitely worse with his reaction and he decides he needs to do damage control.

“Sorry, went down the wrong way.” He clears his throat. “Um.” Jolly closes his eyes to process her request, trying to ignore how his cock was already twitching at the thought. He flounders for a second longer and finally gathers himself.

“I am completely flattered. Believe me, but.. you could literally go out and pick any man you want. Why me?”

“God, trust me, I’ve tried.” Violet says, rolling her eyes. Jolly ignores the feeling of jealousy that starts to creep up inside of him. “I’m just not.. getting what I need, Jolly. Do you know what I’m saying?”

Jolly definitely can’t ignore the twitching in his pants this time. He swallows and nods because that’s all he can manage at the moment. His best friend is telling him that she thinks he can fuck her better than all of the other guys that she’s been with. The thought has his head swimming and he struggles to not grab her and fuck her on his kitchen counter.

“And you think I can?” He says, a little higher pitched than he intended.

“I know you can. Remember that night we got really drunk and started talking about our kinks? You told me how you loved taking control, giving your partners multiple orgasms..” She pauses, her cheeks flushing. “Degrading them a little, if that’s what they want.”

“Is that what you want?”

Violet nods, chewing on her lip. “Yes. Very much so.”

“Are you sure about this, Vi?” Jolly questions, stepping closer to his friend. He towers over her even as she sits perched on his kitchen counter. Their size difference has never crossed his mind before but suddenly it is all he can think about.

“Please, Jolls.” Violet begs as she scoots closer to the edge of the counter. She opens her legs for him and he steps in between them. “I need this more than anything and if I can’t trust you then who can I trust?”

Jolly begins to speak but is cut off by her warm hand running up his chest. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, his hands gripping the counters on either side of her legs. When he opens his eyes, her bright green ones stare back at him and he folds.

“You can always trust me.” He breathes, eyes flickering to her lips. She leans in to kiss him but he pulls back slightly. “Just know that once we start this…” He pauses briefly and places his hand around her jaw, squeezing. “I won’t stop until you’re fucked so dumb you can’t even speak.”

Violet’s breath hitches. Jolly feels her thighs squeeze against his and he smirks. “I’m ready..” She breathes and he lets her pull him in by his shirt, their lips ghosting over each other. “Please don’t make me beg you again.”

Their lips meet as he grabs the back of her head, closing the distance between them. A sharp pain shoots through Jolly’s lip as she bites into him, a metallic taste following. He growls and jerks her closer to him, their hips slotting together.

He meets Violet’s movements as she grinds on him. The way she clings to him and pants so heavily into his mouth makes Jolly realize she was serious — she did need this. He scoops her up and carries her to his bedroom.

They leave a trail of clothes on their way down the hall. By the time he gets her on his bed he’s swirling his tongue around her nipple and working her leggings off with one hand as he cups her other breast with his free one.

“Before we get started,” Jolly begins, his own gasp cuts him off as Violet pushes her hand into his sweats and wraps her hand around his cock. “I want to—god, hang on..” Jolly reluctantly pries her hand off of him and sits back on his heels. She raises up on her elbows, a confused look on her face.

“Are you having second thoughts?” She questions.

Jolly’s eyes widen and he shakes his head. “No, God no.” He watches her as she relaxes. “I just want to make sure you understand the traffic light system. I don’t want there to be any confusion or..”

Violet raises up and puts a finger to his lips, effectively shutting him up.

“Green means keep going. Yellow means slow down. Red means something’s wrong and we need to stop. Right?”

Jolly nods and she smiles at him.

“Perfect. Now…” She palms his hardened erection through his sweats. “I believe you promised to fuck me dumb. Or are we going to sit here and chat all night?”

Jolly chuckles humorlessly, and cups her face in his hand, rubbing her bottom lip with his thumb.

“Watch it, my flower.” He presses a soft kiss to her lips. “Or I’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours and leave you to fend for yourself.”

“I-I’m sorry. P-please don’t.” Violet shudders against his lips. Jolly kisses her deeply, licking into her mouth and enjoying the taste of her. He runs his large hands up her thighs and she keens. In one quick motion he grabs both thighs and yanks her down so that she’s lying flat on her back. Violet yelps, clasping a hand over her mouth.

Jolly gets off the bed, walking across the room to search through his drawers. He pulls out a red silk tie and wraps it around his hand as he walks back to the bed. He grabs Violet's hands and wraps the tie around them, raising her arms and securing them to the headboard above her.

He makes sure it’s tight enough to keep her secure but not so tight it’ll cut into her skin and then crawls on top of her.

“I wasn’t planning on tying you up but you decided to get mouthy. Be good for me and I’ll untie you, okay?”

Violet makes a noise in agreement but that doesn’t satisfy him.

“I need your words, baby.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He pats her leg, removing her panties and discarding them off to the side. Crossing this boundary with his best friend wasn’t ever in his plans, but Jolly would be lying to himself if he said he hasn’t thought about this moment before. Nothing could have prepared him for what he was seeing though.

Jolly licks his lips, the sight of her wet pussy making his mouth water. He sticks his thumb in his mouth to wet it and presses it gently against her clit, rubbing softly. Violet moans, arching off the bed. She really was touch starved. If the slightest touch gave her that reaction, he couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her.

He applies more pressure and picks up his pace, captivated by the way her pussy clenches around nothing. He lies down between her legs and lays his head on her thigh, placing kisses on her soft skin and watching her writhe under his touch.

As Jolly watches her become wetter by the second, he decides he can’t wait any longer. He replaces his thumb with his tongue and moans into her the second he tastes her. Violet bucks her hips into his mouth and he grabs ahold of them to steady her.

“Need to get you ready for me.” He says, sucking her clit into his mouth. They make eye contact as she looks down at him and he presses a single finger inside of her. Once again, she bucks her hips in response and he places his free arm on top of her waist to hold her down.

Jolly notices how tight she squeezes him and he groans loudly, his cock aching in his pants. He ruts into the bed for some relief. He pumps his finger into her, focusing on the spongy spot inside of her. Once she gives him the okay he inserts a second.

Violet’s breaths pick up and Jolly can tell she’s about to cum. She begs him so beautifully to let her move some so he obliges, letting her grind on his face until she orgasms. Jolly keeps greedily enjoying his meal until she’s begging again, this time it’s for him to stop because she’s so sensitive.

Jolly sits up and wipes his mouth off, licking his fingers clean. Violet watches him as he does this, whimpering softly. She looks down at the bulge in his sweats, noticing the small wet spot that has formed. She licks her lips and pulls at her restraints.

Jolly looks down and smirks, laughing softly.

“You want it, baby?”

“God, yes. Please.” Violet whines and nods quickly.

He stands up off the bed and shoves his sweats and boxers down, his cock springing free. Violet’s eyes go wide as she sees his size, and she licks her lips again. Jolly crawls back onto the bed and in between her legs. He kisses her stomach and up to her chest.

Jolly hooks his arm under her knee and pushes her leg up. He uses his other hand to stroke his cock and places it at her entrance.

“Tell me you want it.” He says, ghosting his lips over hers. “Tell me you want my cock.”

“I want your cock.” Violet mewls chasing after his lips. He pushes the tip in and she gasps, the stretch already overwhelming her.

“Say it again”

“I- mmm… I..” She stumbles over her words. Jolly pulls out of her, and she nearly cries.

“I said, say it again.” He says through gritted teeth.

“Fuck, fuck, I want your cock, please!” She cries out moving her hips to try to push herself onto him. Jolly presses inside of her again, bottoming out. Violet throws her head back and he bites down on her neck.

Jolly doesn’t give her much time to adjust before he begins pounding into her relentlessly. She feels so wet and warm around him that it almost makes him dizzy. He dips his head down, licking and biting on her nipples. He wanted to hear every sound she possibly could make.

“Jolly, I— oh my god..” Violet moans. Tears were beginning to roll down her face, causing her mascara to run. Her hair was a tangled mess and her lipstick was smeared. Jolly admires the complete mess she’s become and the fact that he made her that way pushes him over the edge.

Jolly grabs her by the throat and pushes her back into the mattress. Using his torso, he forces her legs back into her chest further pounding deeper into her. Violet cries out using what little oxygen Jolly was allowing her to have.

“You call me daddy when I’m fucking your cunt like this.” Jolly grunts. The only response she can offer him is a nod. He relaxes his grip on her throat but he keeps her in place.

“Aww, what’s wrong?” Jolly laughs mockingly. “Fucked dumb already?” He says, accentuating each word as he snaps his hips into her.

“Daddy…” Violet writhes beneath him, her hands pulling at her restraints. Jolly raises his eyes and sees her hands twist violently begging to be released.

“Tell me, my flower.” He gently squeezes her neck. “What is it?”

“Daddy, I’m gonna cum.” She whines.

Jolly slides the hand around her throat up to her jaw, gripping it tightly forcing her to look at him. He pounds into her harder, groaning loudly as he feels her clench around him. It’s clear the feeling becomes too intense for her as she attempts to close her eyes and lay her head back but he snaps it back to him.

“Look at me when I’m making you cum. I want to see what I do to you.”

Violet sobs as her orgasm washes over her. Jolly watches in awe as she convulses underneath him. Her gorgeous face twisting in pleasure, breasts bouncing with each thrust. The sound of her calling out for him was like a siren song. Jolly was hooked instantly.

Her body goes limp beneath him as her climax comes to an end. Relaxing the hand around her jaw, he rubs the spot he had been gripping to soothe it. He grazes his teeth against the skin but feels her arm shaking violently next to him.

Jolly unties Violet’s bound wrists from the bed and allows her to relax her arms. She places them around his neck and pushes her hands into his hair. He envelops her face with his hands and wipes the mascara from her eyes and cheeks with his thumbs. Jolly kisses her face softly and she hums.

“Color?”

“Green” Violet laughs, shuddering as the aftershocks of her orgasm continue to hit her. “So fucking green.”

Jolly laughs in response, removing her arms from around his neck. Violet pouts as he pulls out of her. He laughs again and pats her leg gently.

Jolly flips Violet over on her stomach, admiring how her pussy and thighs were still twitching and shaking from her orgasm. His hands roam up the sides of her stomach and her arms. His journey ends at the juncture of her neck and shoulders where he leaves playful bites.

“I’m gonna leave your wrists bound.” He says sucking a spot into her neck. “You’ve been good for me, so I won’t tie you back to the headboard.” He licks the shell of her ear. “If you act up I’ll tie you up so tight the only movement you’ll be making is from me fucking into you.”

He grabs the flesh of her ass, rubbing and kneading. Using two fingers he spreads her slit and slowly pushes into her. He rocks his hips into her slowly, pulling out almost completely and sliding back in.

Violet mewls, pushing back into him desperately. Jolly slaps her ass and tuts at her.

“What did I just say?”

“I need to be good for you, but...” Violet whines, trying desperately to stay still. “I need to feel you. Your cock feels so good inside me, daddy.” Jolly feels her repeatedly clench and release around him. Jolly is grateful that she isn’t facing him as she clenches him so tight his eyes roll back into his head.

Jolly grips the headboard in front of them to steady himself and regain control over the situation. He grabs her hips and pulls her up to him. His large hand tangles in her hair and pushes her face into the mattress.

He grinds into her so deep and slowly it’s enough to drive him insane, but Violet said she wanted to feel him. Jolly was going to make sure she felt every inch of him.

Violet cries and tries to move against him to create more friction but Jolly’s hands hold her in place. He bends over her so that his chest is flush against her back. Jolly ruts into her so hard he can feel her gasps for air underneath him. He nuzzles the side of her face, licking the salt of her tears away.

“Can you feel me now, baby?”

Gasps and choked “oh fucks” are all Jolly hears. He smirks to himself in satisfaction and snakes his hand around her waist. Violet jolts forward as soon as he circles her clit, but with his grip on her hair she doesn’t get far.

“Mmm.” Jolly hums into her ear, his fingers moving faster. “So sensitive. You better cum quick, baby. Daddy doesn’t think he can last much longer.”

Violet mewls, her entire body going rigid. Jolly’s groans echo through the room as she clenches him so tight and he knows she’s close. He continues rutting into her, his fingers matching his pace.

“That’s it. Give it to me, baby. Fuck. I can feel it.”

As her third orgasm hits, she grabs onto the headboard scratching and clawing at the wood. Jolly snaps his hips into her, finally giving them both the friction they so desperately needed. Suddenly, she wails and arches into him, drenching his cock and the bed as she cums.

“Jävlar!” Jolly exclaims, looking down at his thighs that were now coated. “Så vått!" He pulls out to hunch over behind her, licking up her slit and collecting the juices. Violet shakes violently as he cleans her up and he grips both of her thighs tight to keep her steady.

Jolly devours her pussy like a man starved. “You taste even better when you’ve cum, Käraste.” He moans into her. He dives his tongue as deep into her as he can, trying to collect every drop. Violet pushes back into his face and seizes again, another orgasm hitting her.

Jolly grabs her by the hips and pulls her to him, pressing inside her again. She moans softly and he runs his hand along her back. He slowly pumps inside her and she whines, wriggling in his grasp.

“Shh, baby, I know you’re sore.” He coos. He reaches up and unties her wrists. She instantly reaches behind her and threads her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to kiss him hard.

“Hmm.. What’s your color?” Jolly asks between kisses.

“G-green.” She stammers, out of breath.

“Good girl.” Jolly looks down and watches as she takes him. “You’ve been so good to me. Letting me use you like this.” He grabs her waist, drawing her back into him harder. “Your sweet pussy takes me so well.”

Violet whimpers at his praise, using the strength she has left in her legs to fuck herself onto him. Jolly was so mesmerized by the way her body moved against his, he didn’t even care about control anymore. He throws his head back and lets her take over. It doesn’t take long before his stomach tightens and the familiar pressure starts to build.

“Fuck, Vi…Where do you want me?”

“I-I.. mmm...” She responds. “Want to taste you.”

As soon as the words hit Jolly’s ears, his skin buzzes and what little amount of composure he has left in him dissipates. Her responding whine as he pulls out of her nearly ruins her request. Jolly pulls her up by her hair and turns her around to face him.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me, Käraste.” Jolly places his cock on her open lips. “Good girls get what they want.”

Violet opens her mouth completely and sticks out her tongue. He rubs the tip of his cock on it, smearing the pre-cum leaking out. Jolly grabs the back of her head and holds onto her jaw as he slowly fucks her mouth.

From above, he observes her— her mouth full of his cock and her bright eyes staring back at him. He thrusts deeper into her throat and she gags a little, spit pooling at the corners of her mouth and dribbling down her chin.

Violet hollows her cheeks and his knees buckle. He feels her swallow around him and he throws his head back fucking her mouth faster.

“Your pussy is divine but your mouth… god… your mouth was made for my cock.” He grunts loudly. She moans around him, gripping onto his thighs for purchase.

Jolly cums with a shout, spilling his semen down her throat. Violet keeps him in her mouth until he’s bent over her shuddering. Eventually, Jolly pulls her off of him, joking about how she’s trying to kill him.

Violet lies back on the bed catching her breath. Jolly kisses her forehead, rubbing the insides of her thighs and she smiles up at him.

“I’m going to run a bath. I’ll be right back to come get you, okay?”

When Jolly comes back a few minutes later, Violet is already asleep snoozing on his pillow. He smiles and chuckles softly, sliding his hands underneath her to pick her up. She startles slightly but he soothes her.

“C’mon, my flower. Time to get cleaned up.”

Jolly sits her in the bathtub gently, stepping in behind her and situating her between his legs. Violet lays against his chest and he wraps his arms around her. She turns slightly in his embrace and nuzzles into his neck. He can still feel her trembling a little.

He hums softly as he grabs her legs, pulling her into his lap so he can have better access to them. Violet melts into him when he massages her sore muscles and he hopes that she can’t feel his heart beating out of his chest. As much as he loved watching her come undone underneath him, seeing her so peaceful with him meant even more.

They lay together for a while, enjoying the warmth of the water and each other’s skin. There isn’t much conversation, just the sound of Jolly’s humming. Anytime he stops for more than five seconds she nuzzles further into his neck, which he took as a hint to keep going.

Jolly eventually, much to Violet’s protests, adjusts her so he can wash her body. Her demeanor changes when she finds out that back scrubs also come with soft kisses to her shoulders. During his task, Jolly finds out she’s ticklish on her sides and takes full advantage, resulting in fits of giggles and a soaked floor.

After he washes and conditions her hair, he has to threaten to tickle her again to get her to let him rinse her off. After they’re done, he drains the tub and helps her out, wrapping her in a towel and sitting her on the bathroom counter.

Jolly dries himself off and steps out of the bathroom, returning a few minutes later in just a pair of fresh sweatpants. In his hand, he had one of his shirts and another pair of sweatpants, sitting them next to Violet on the counter top.

He helps her off the counter and into his clothes, realizing that he could have skipped the pants altogether once he saw her swimming in his t-shirt. She looked so adorable it made his chest ache.

Violet sits in his lap on the bed as he combs the tangles out of hair. Jolly watches her in the mirror facing them. Her eyes are closed and she looks more content than Jolly has ever seen her. She opens her eyes quicker than Jolly can look away and she catches him staring. A wide smile spreads across her face.

“Do you spoil everyone like this after sex?” She asks, leaning back against him.

Jolly was always adamant about aftercare. To him, it wasn’t an option, it was a requirement. He always makes it special for each partner depending on their needs.

Has he gone to the lengths he went to tonight for her though? Absolutely not.

Jolly feels himself panic briefly, not sure how to respond. He doesn’t want to lie to her, but he doesn’t want to freak her out. He isn’t sure what he is feeling, but they’re not the same feelings he had when she walked in his door earlier.

He stares down at her, her bright eyes once again making him crumble. He cups her face and kisses her gently.

“Just you, my flower.”

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roachesbf · 11 months

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Heyy i hope your doing ok!

I wanted to request a Soap x male reader, its very similiar to your rabbit!Rudy x Jessica!male reader story but hear me out 👀

Male reader is hot af like dude be making people stare at him jaw dropped and shi, not only that but he smart as hell too, dude graduated from Harvard in the highest honour, wealthy af and he strong af too AND hes a total sweetheart to Soap but he abit cold to strangers.

So basically male reader was somehow able to convince Price to let him visit the base and everybody staring at him like "zamnn👀👀" but then male reader sees Soap and his cold and stoic expression completely melts and he just runs up to Soap and hugs tf out him and gives Soap some of the food he cooked for him and is just being cheesy af to Soap and then a strangers aprouches Male reader and tries to ask him something and Male reader goes "what😐" and then immediatly goes back to baby-ing Soap.

PLEASE I WOULD CRY TEARS OF JOY IF YOU DO THIS🙇🙇🙇

Soap Headcanons: Ft absolute whipped Male!S/O

Somehow someway you’ve managed to secretly sneak your way into Price's spot of number one favorite. Being able to easily convince him to visit base and get a chance to see everyone again*cough*SOAP*cough*. He obviously knows why you want to go, practically everyone does but he doesn’t have it in his old man heart to say no so you always get your way. You always use the excuse of helping out like doing paperwork, or maybe training new recruits but you never do any of that!! Everyone respects you because of all your achievements…that's why it feels so wrong to tell you off when you’re caught babying Soap, not because you should be getting to work, but because they wish it was them.

It’s always awkward when you first show up on base because who wouldn’t want to talk to such eye candy, but at most you’ll give them the cold shoulder, or just tell them what they need before turning away from the conversation. Even when you’re sitting anywhere, you’ll impatiently tap your foot, as if you’re waiting for something/someone…AND THAT’S BECAUSE YOU ARRE, the entire time you’ll wait for him but that doesn’t mean you’re gonna be happy about it. It’s an absolute 180 because now you’re being all bashful and presenting him with homemade food and treats, holding him against you as you complain about how lonely it is without his loud personality. Soap is probably a physical affection type of lover, so he’ll have you in a headlock while singing praises on how much he missed you as well.

When he's back and the two of you are together, he insist on training. Of course this gains the attention of others, and you feel the need to shoo them away, insisting that they must be here to oogle your man... "Laddie, Yer heid’s full o’ mince if you think they're checking me out??" and then you get offended because why WOULDN'T they want to check out your totally amazing boyfriend.

He’s completely oblivious to your favoritism as well, he acknowledges that you might like him more than most people because you’re together, but not to the extent that other people say. Even if he does witness this attitude change, he thinks it's the funniest thing in the world and will pretend to not notice when people complain about your favoritism. Price will complain about your attitude towards others, telling Soap to knock some sense into you and all he’ll say is “ I dinnae ken what you mean captain??”

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mochiimadness · 2 years

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Hi, I hope you are doing well! Can I request a headcannon for the rottmnt peeps reacting to their witch!s/o fighting with a scythe? Thank you!

Thank you for requesting!

Neon Leon

Leo absolutely loves you already, how could he not- you’re amazing!

But when he sees you fight for the first time???

He literally stops in his tracks

*cough* he totally doesn’t end up getting punched because of that *cough*

You’re knocking down enemies with a single swipe of your scythe

He’s sitting down to watch you go

Definitely shouting encouragements

“Just so everybody knows- that’s my witch right there! Go baby go!”

Everyone already knows, Leo.

There are so many selfie’s of you two, Leo.

He doesn’t care, he’s so proud of you.

Just because he’s admiring you doesn’t mean he’s just sitting on the sidelines

No, no, no, he is helping you wherever he can

And if he doesn’t need to?? He doesn’t mind, you’re a badass and he’s insanely in love with you.

“Kick their ass baby, I got your flower!” Vibes

Definitely takes a selfie with you, making sure you’re holding scythe in full view, to commemorate the occasion

Don Tron

While a scythe isn’t a bow staff- it’s still a weapon that has similar movements

Donnie didn’t know he could fall more in love with you

But here he is, staring at you in awe and disregarding anything around him

You’re twirling your scythe with expert ease

Knocking away enemies with a practiced twist

He’s slack jawed.

Are there hearts in his eyes??? You can’t prove it

“PUT THE CAMERA DOWN, MIKEY!”

Has a fan moment where he comes up next to you, fighting together with your weapons

Freaking out internally over how cool the two of you probably look

You two are ✨baddies✨

Relationship goals

After the battle he definitely asks if he can hold your scythe

Spins it around a bit

“Yknow I could probably add a few things-“

You want a laser on your scythe? He can add it!!

Pls let him modify it a bit

He’ll faint if you say yes

You two are definitely fighting together more often in the future

Mystic Mike

He lets out the loudest gasp ever

Definitely squeals over how cool you look

You already have magic powers-

Which is already crazy awesome-

But now you have a scythe too????

Can his s/o get any cooler!?

Is your #1 hype man

“GO S/O GO!!!! KNOCK THOSE BAD GUYS AWAY! WOOOO!!!”

You have to save him from getting thrown across the room

He mayyy have been a bit too focused on you instead of the battle

It’s okay though, now you’re right next to him, brandishing a deadly scythe at the dude who tried to throw him

He’s in love

He absolutely asks you if he can paint your scythe

“I can add orange to it- that way we match! Ooo- and lightning bolts!”

Gives your scythe a whole make over

It looks amazing ofc

You two definitely try the whip-o-rama

Raph bans it in the lair after your scythe nearly takes out splinters projector

In battle though?? You two send the bad guys running.

Big Red

Y’know the fan boy face he makes when he sees Ghost Bear???

That’s his face when you whip out your scythe

Literally watching you in awe while also punching the foot clan ninja he’s holding

“That’s my baby!”

He then realizes how sharp your scythe is

Cue the worry

“Maybe you should slow down??????”

You assure him you’ve got it under control

Show him a cool trick or two

And then send a group of foot ninjas flying 20 feet away

Raph feels better now

He’s so proud

His s/o is not only mesmerizing, funny, smart, and kind- but now a total scythe wielding badass?

(Even if you don’t think you’re any of that- you are to Raph and he will make sure you know it.)

And a witch to top it all off?

Step aside Ghost Bear, you’ve been dethroned

He could watch you beat up foot ninjas all day

But he won’t since he wants to make sure you’re safe

Though you don’t really need it- and he knows it.

You’re strong af

“MY S/O IS COOLER THAN YOURS!”

He will talk about you to anyone and everyone

Wipes a proud tear away

Don’t get me started on if you use your magic with your scythe

There’s your turtle, on the ground sobbing over how amazing you are

Please give him a smooch

And let him hold your scythe just once-

Hope you enjoyed!!!

Thank you so much for requesting!

Reblogs appreciated!

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lili863 · 11 months

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HUNTED (PT 3)

DARK! Ominis (Dominis) x Y/N or MC

Warning: 18+, Mature, Nsfw, Minors DNI

An: Welp.. better late than never, I say.... ahaha...this is longest fic I ever fucking wrote Imma be honest. But! It has been an abosulute joy thanks to all the love it received ❤️ So whenever I write for Ominis (which is all the ducking time) I try to incorporate his personality as MUCH as possible. THIS is a Dominis fic. Meaning Ominis will NOT be a soft sub who whines..(not that there is anything wrong with that 😏) it's going to be this whole other side of him that I wanted to explore (he is a gaunt, after all). A side I know many people who write for him doesn't often like to incorporate maybe..because we all love him as the soft loveable boy who is a soft dom at best, so all I am saying its going to be a little different thats it.

Also, this fic is pure word vomit, and my pent-up sexual energy converted to a word doc. I am not nesseraliy a good smut writer, but I tried my best. I hope yall enjoy

MUCH LOVE ❤️

Part 1

Part 2

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The sound of your heavy breaths rung throughout the empty quiet halls as you ran harder then you ever did.

You didn't even have the energy to think about everything that just happened, including teaching paxton a lesson he wasn't going to forget. But that thought was certainly going to be revisited later.

As you raced through the empty corridors, your boots clacked loudly against the marble floors, and you could only hope you weren't causing too much commotion.

The urgency of this chase heightened with only 15 minutes left as you scrambled over flights of stairs, the passing halls blurring in your peripheral vision. When you reach a corner, a dead end loomed before you, with more stairs leading to a higher level on your right.

Your aching body turned to move towards the stairs when suddenly a mysterious brown, rusty door materialized at the end of the wall.

You froze, observing the door with wonder. You had walked these halls plenty of times, but you dont ever recall seeing a door like this.

Had you just missed it all this time?

The activities of your late night venture, however, soon caught up to you. Exausted, you had no choice but to seek refuge behind the door. As you approached, you noticed the intricate carving etched onto the knob, its design shrouded in mystery. Slowly turning the handle, you felt a sense of relief that it wasn’t locked. You couldn't run anymore. You needed to hide.

The creaking door opened, giving away to a dark, desolate room.

Your hands reached behind you, to feel for your wand when suddenly you pasued.

With a groan of frustration, you realized Ominis had took it which mean you were now wandless.

"Bollocks" you muttered.

As you looked upon the dark room once more, you quiekty debated if this was a good idea.

Especially in this castle-

Before you could finish the thought, your ears perked up at the sound of footsteps behind. Whipping around in a state of painc, your wide eyes faced a shadow moving towards you as it seemed to be heading fown the stairs you were about to go up to.

"Damn Sharp. Expecting me to patrol when those ungrateful brats can't even do a simple job-"

Your heart began to pick up at the sound of that voice.

It was the caretaker.

Well shit. Now you absolutely had no other choice.

You quietly stepped into the room before slowly closing the door, cringing at the slight creaks.

In the dark of the room, you waited behind the door, hearing his footsteps approach the door.

You held your breath,praying they go the other way and to your relief. All you heard were his grumbles of complaints before his footstpes became fainter down the hall.

A quiet sigh escaped your lips as you slowly turned around to face the room.

There had to be some torches here you could light up wandlessly.

To your relief, a circular window appeared at the end of the room, where the moonlit night graciously casted the room in an ominous glow.

Even if it did make the room look a little creepy, you were grateful for whatever light it provided.

Squinting your eyes, you scanned the room as best as you could when the edge of a table caught your eyes at your right where a bunch of books were stackted on top.

Perfect. There was probably a candle there you light up. You approached the table cautiously, feeling your way with your hands.

What you would give right now to have your wand with you.

As your fingers touched the wood, you noticed a collection of leather-bound books and some small candles besides them.

You took one of the metal holders, which supported the waxy stick, and proceeded to cast a small flame with the tip of your finger, instantly lighting up the dark little corner of the room.

The tall stack of books was the first thing that caught your eyes. It casted a shadow on the wall behind it, snatching your attention.

A singular book laid on the table besides the stacks as you held the candle near to it to give it some light. You ran your fingers over the carving on it which read, “A Muggle’s Guide to the Wizarding World.”

How intriguing.

A smile crossed your face at the sight of it. It seemed like it was written by someone who wasn’t a blood supremacist lunatic.

Perhaps youll take this book and read it later.

Turning around, the light began to touch other parts of the room as you walked in deeper.

With quiet steps you approached the other corner when suddenly, the light revealed what stood in front you.

Fuck"! You hollered in surprise.

Your body jumped back before your heart picked up again, seemingly getting no breaks today.

The candle you held almost spilled its hot waxy substance all over you before you steadied yourself.

The dim light revealed a horde of large statues shrouded in white, dusty cloths that looked like ghostly apparitions in the dark.

Shivers ran through you in waves at the chilling sight.

"Thats no creepy at all.."

Unfortunately, your sarcastic remark did nothing to lighten the mood as you stood still in their presence.

The faces of the statues were covered, but the sheet did nothing to mask their expressions, like a curse woven into the very fabric pressed upon their features, their horrifying expressions pierced through, most looking like they were stuck in constant torment, almost clawing at the sheets.

You could feel the air in the room take a turn to something much more sinister.

Your hand drew to press on your chest in an attempt to calm yourself as your mind urgently notified you to get out of this room this instant. Your eyes flew to the door, as it was your only exit out of here before rhey slowly made their way back to the unsettling visual in front of you.

There wasn't much time left to the game. If you could brave it out for 10 more minutes, all of this would be well worth it. At least that's what you tried to convince yourself with.

You inhaled a deep breath before turning around and walking away, opting to read that book you found earlier in an attempt to distrqct yourself when suddenly a creak behind you had you spinning around with a jolt.

Once again, your heart began to slam against your chest. Everything was still, and yet something just didn't feel right.

Furrowing your brows, you focused intently, trying to pinpoint the origin of that abrupt noise. Time seemed to stand still for a brief moment, a tense silence enveloping the surroundings.

You scoffed in disbelief and shut your eyes at the ridiculous situation. To say this night has been eventful would be the understatement of the century.

Another sigh forced its way out of your lips before you turned around without another look and began walking towards the table.

You grumbled now slightly annyoed at yourself. "Must you put yourself through this torture? Really? After everything you went through? And now here you are, scared of a couple of statues -"

Mid-sentence, your head snapped towards the object of your complaints, only to find the cloaked figure mere inches away from your face.

Time stood still for a fleeting second before a blood-curdling scream tore from your throat, echoing through the room as you stumbled backward, landing on the floor with a resounding thud.

The candle in your hand flew and shattered on the floor, your precious flame fizzing out immediately and shrouding you in the darkness of the room

“Fuck”! A curse unleased from your lips as you looked upom the looming figure standing over your body.

Panting violently, you crawled backward in desperation until your back collided with the table legs. Instinctively, your hand darted to your pocket, fumbling for the grip of your most precious object , before the blood drained from your face

Dread consumed you as you realized the bitter truth – you didn't have your wand. In the very moment of direst need, you found yourself utterly defenseless.

You wanted to curse Ominis, but your attention was consumed by the baffling proximity of the statue—how it had silently moved inches away from you."

Was this room enchanted? Were these statues sentient?!

Something was wrong here.

Amidst the rows of silent statues, a single figure emitted a bone-chilling groan, jolting you from your thoughts. Your eyes widened in terror as you watched the figure deliberately rotate towards you as if it were alive.

Your immediate thought was to flee, as your eyes darted between the door and the glostly figures seemingly waiting to just jump you, but it remained still and fixed its gaze on you, almost as if it was waiting for you to do something.

There was nothing in this room within your proximity or sight you could use to defend yourself with. You could only rely on the limited amount of wandless magic you knew but the only thing you could think of that could do some amount of damage was confringo, depulso or a bit of your ancient magic which you were still working on.

But even those spells weren't powerful enough without your wand. You weren't that advanced yet.

In a split moment of clarity, you huffed with vigor.

Fuck this!

Determined not to be trapped, you took a deep breath and hoisted yourself up wirh trembling legs and marched forward through the room, laser-focused on reaching the door.

But just as you neared your escape, it looked like your presence had bothered these figures more then they let on as all of them suddenly slid towards you, stopping abruptly in your path.

You gasped in terror, once again trapped as tears threatened to spill down your face. Quickly, you retreated yet again.

Maybe you had use these spells after all. You had no choice.

With adrenaline coursing through your veins, your hands shot forward, poised to unleash any magic you can conjure at anything obstructing your path. Every fiber of your being was focused on reaching that door, even if it meant fighting tooth and nail. Just as your incantation formed on your lips, three of the statues sprang to life and lunged at you agreesivly. Their unexpected movement left you with scant seconds to react, no time to conjure the protection you desperately needed.

As your body recoiled backward, on the verge of another embarrassing fall, a powerful force suddenly enveloped your waist, swiftly pulling you back while a protective arm flew to shield your eyes from the object of your fear. You jolted violently, your hands flying to grip the arms around you as a shriek tore from your throat.

Upon being trapped by this sudden presence, your mind instantly whipped up in a frenzy of panic and fear as you writhed violently against the figure with a sob.

Without your wand, you felt helpless, and this kind of surprise was hardly what you ever encountered in a fight.

"Arresto momentum."

Suddenly, all the chaos in the room seized before compelte silence ensued.

Your body froze after hearing the incantation before realization struck you like a bolt of lightening.

The figure shielding your eyes proceeded to push you head back against their shoulders, leaving you vulnerable and at their mercy.

With a heaving chest, your shaky hands drew up to your eyes feeling the long, cold fingers pressed against them gently.

At the touch, the figure leaned down, their warm breath caressed your neck.

"Game over".

You gasped. "...Ominis"?

"Did I scare you darling?"

His taunting voice cut through the air, a striking contrast to the chilling atmosphere of the room, eliciting a whimper from your trembling lips..

Both of you knew that question didn't need an answer because it was painfully obvious.

With a small chuckle, you felt his soft lips press a gentle kiss at the side of your neck before murmering into your skin. "They're not real love."

You slumped against the figure with heaving gasps as relief washed over you at the quick comprehension of what was going on.

The atmosphere seemed less haunting now, but that was likely because you swiftly grasped the identity of the mastermind behind the hell you just went through.

With a sharp intake, you twirled around in his arms and threw your arms around in his hold, hiding your cowardly face in the crook of his neck, relishing his comforting scent.

It was Ominis all along, just having a good fucking laugh, probably because you ditched him earlier with that deranged jerk.

But how he even managed to find you or sneak into this room was something you couldnt even comprehend.

Irregardless... you lost. Miserably.

You wanted to unleash your wrath, but right now, you had half a mind to scold Ominis for this rather cruel prank as the fear still gripped your body in a paralyzing hold.

He felt your trembling body pressed against his, a visceral realization that you sought his embrace after all that happened.

A few moments passed by as everything sunk in.

You came to him.

The young Gaunt eagerly encircled your waist, pulling you into him with as much restraint as possible while his other hand cradled the back of your head.

As dark as it was, Ominis couldn't help but feel a sinister pride swell within his chest at the choice of your actions.

At the end of the day, you belonged to him. Even if you didnt know it yet

Ominis felt the dark locs of your hair tickle his face before he inhaled your alluring scent, becoming comsumed by an overwhelming possessiveness.

He was aware of how popular you were at this school.

With a constant stream of admirers vying for your attention, it was hard to control the unhinged emotions clawing at his chest as the days went by.It took all his remaining control, not hurt Alexander Paxton

He got off way too easy. And what's worse was the fact that Ominis knew that there were others like him, scattered throughout the school, all harboring the hope of one day claiming you as their own.

But this time, he wasn't just going to listen to people talk about you as if they could have you.

They can't.

Perhaps next time, he'd blast them through a window or snap their wands in half. But one things for sure, they weren't going to get away with just a simple threat of explusion anymore.

And merlin he knew..he knew how wrong it was to think like this.

Yet, no matter how fervently Ominis tried to convince himself otherwise, he couldn't ignore the undeniable truth that he would stop at nothing, going beyond boundaries, to protect what was rightfully his.

The thought of anyone calling you their girlfriend or in the future - their wife somehow made him sick to his stomach.

The two of you held each other in silence in the dark of the room before his hands, once encircling your waist, ventured lower, their grip tightening on the bony contours of your hips.

A faint whimper slipped from your parted lips, stirred by the delicate sensation. The small knowing smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth was a response reserved solely for you, effortlessly coaxed forth by the mere sound of your voice.

Thats right.

Only he could hear you like this.

With a deft flick of his other hand, the statues began to move again, but this time out of your sight showcasing Ominis wandless prowess.

You tried not to gape at the effortlessness of his gesture, but it was quite hard not to be impressed, even if you knew Ominis had a an understated talent in magical capabilities that he so cleverly concealed behind a veil of modesty.

You felt the young gaunt's nimble fingers travel lower, coiling around the back of your neck and encircling your pulse point beneath your jugular.

He observed your pulse silently as a way to check if you were truly alright, which seemed to have calmed down a bit.

You sniffled before muttering "How are you even here? How did you find me"?

Ominis smiled softly, "I gave you my word, did I not?"

"So you just decided on a whim to scare the living lights out of me?" You frowned.

A breathy laugh escaped his lips. "All in good fun, dove. I must admit, I didn't anticipate you being so utterly terrified by a bunch of statues"

The embarrassment crawled at you yet again.

"Yeah, well, how would you feel if you were trapped in a dark room with these abominable looking creatures all out to suddenly get you"?! you exclaimed, feeling a surge of annyonace rising in you.

Ominis pressed his lips, almost looking like he was trying to suppress his amusement, which still shined through his cloudy eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, go on and have a good laugh. I cant believe you find this funny when you were the one who snatched my wand! In front of a prefect"!

You pulled away from him, glaring softly.

"You mean to tell me that an ancient magic weilder like you are completely defenless without a wand"? Ominis smiles, tugging a stray hair behind your ears.

"Darling, however, did you manage to defeat a whole rebellion?"

You frowned, ready to retort a response, but really..it was a valid question. Even without your wand, you should have been able to destroy that statue with the range of the magic you were capable of. But in the heat of the moment, your mind just drew a complete blank, which wasnt an excuse you were about to give to Ominis, with him knowing you have won hard fought battles with worst odds.

"Y-yeah well.."..

You sighed, your head falling on his chest in defeat.

"Not everyone is a master at wandless magic like Gaunt. Just...please dont tell Sebastian"..

Ominis couldn't help the playful smirk that appeared on his lips highly amused before sputtering out a laugh that echoed through the room.

With a scoff of disbelief, you rubbed your temples with a sigh, trying to suppress the small grin that eventually made its way to your lips.

Your heart throbbed at the melodic sound that dissolved your pissy mood in an instant.

"I am serious, okay, please?! Sebastian would never let me live this down-YOU are never going to let me live this down, are you"?! Your hands flew to his collars, rocking him with sob like groan. The highly amused slytherin chuckled as you whined desperately. "Ominis please"!

"I just find it fascinating how you're able to ram through dark wizards and goblins on a daily basis, and yet a bunch of statues managed to get the jump on you."

Rolling your eyes, you remark, "You will be surprised to know that fighting dark wizards and goblins is much easier since you can actually see them and not have them pop out of the dark at you"

The teasing grin on his face widened, "Well, I dont have that luxuary, and yet finding you wasn't really much of a challenge darling".

Ouch.

You grab him by the collars again with a glare, tugging him closer to your face.

"If I knew what an arrogant arse you were, I wouldn't have underestimated you like this"

With a breathy scoff, Ominis licked his lips as darted down to them.

"And yet it seems that's exactly what you did"

His retort silenced you, the truth of his words sinking in and extinguishing your anger as quickly as it had flared.

Gradually, you started to grasp the reality of your situation.

Ominis, ever observant, noticed your sudden quietude and playfully tapped his fingers against your hip, a smile playing on his lips, entertained by the gears that he can practically hear spinning in your head, trying to make sense of his unexpected presence here.

"You knew I had found you back there. Didnt you".

His sudden question hung in the air, catching you off guard.

Momentarily silent, you responded after, "....Yes. It was pretty hard to ignore how your unseeing eyes practically zeroed in on me. "

"And yet you went out of your to avoid me. We both knew I'd won your challenege already".

"I wasn't trying to avoid you" you muttered under your breath, which Ominis no doubt heard.

You felt a finger lift your chin to face him fully, a taunting smile on his lips.

"Liar".

You pulled away from his hold with a huff. Nothing was going right for this evening.

Ominis stood up straighter, now practically towering over you.

"Game wasnt over yet Gaunt. You still had to catch me".

Ominis didn't reply immediately. With a momentary pause, he stepped back and leisurely leaned against the table behind him, emitting a thoughtful hum.

"You know, perhaps I would have shown a bit more kindness tonight if you hadn't ditched me with that insuffeable twit before turning this torturous game of yours into a wild chase around the castle. But alas, it seems you enjoy testing my patience."

You chuckled quietly, making your way over to him with a smirk. "Ahhh.. I see you're still hung up on that"

Ominis scowled, a dangerous glint in his eyes as his features hardened at your teasing remark "You would be wise not to test me like this, even when it comes to you, my paitence still has its limits."

A finger smoothed over his silk green tie before grabbing it with a small tug.

Ominis seized you in response, pulling you forcefully towards him until your bodies collided.

Oh, how you loved this.

Times like this are the only chances you get to take peak at the manifestation of his other side. He always tried to hide, especially from you.

"And you should know...I would do it all over again just to see every little vein pop out of your pretty little neck".

The air surrounding the two of you dropped several degrees at your bold statment as you observed his face drop to something darker. It was the type of face Ominis had never shown even when the two fo fought. Suddenly, being so close his overwhelming presence started to suffocate you.

A throaty chuckle resonated in the air, but you knew he found this moment far from amusing.

"My suspicions are correct then. You love nothing more than to get on my nerves and see how I react. Is that it"?

Inhaling sharply, you instinctively pulled your face away, creating as much space as possible between you and Ominis. The sheer intensity of his gaze made you shrink back making you second-guess the wisdom of provoking him in such a way.

"You have some nerve darling..."

A chill of anticipation coursed down your back as Ominis leaned in.

Oh, you were really in for it now...

With a firm grasp on the back of your head, he pulled it back, exposing your neck for his view. The sensation wasn't painful, but it didn't feel gentle either.

Ominis leaned down, leaving open mouth kisses along the center of your throat, feeling the vibrations of the faint moans escaping your lips.

You hissed sharply, feeling the pinch of his sharp canines grazing your delicate skin before nipping it.

Ominis moaned lowly, feeling the small finches that racked your body with each each bite. His stomach turned in anticipation as your reqctions spurred him on.

You gripped his neck in retaliation, trying to endure the sweet pain as the flat part of his velvety tongue laved over the bruise with precision, soothing the ache. Ominis began to suck lightly, delighted in the way you squivered beneath him.

Forget a scarf... you might as well just not go to class tomorrow with how purple your neck probably looked.

In a swift motion, he seized the back of your thighs, effortlessly lifting you up.

You wrapped your thighs around his waist instinctively as he expertly maneuvered both of you, flipping you around until you found yourself seated on the table behind him.

As you held his shoulders for support, he took the opportunity to tug your core closer to where he needed you before delving deeper, his hips skillfully rolling against your drenched panties in a breathtaking rhythm.

A broken cry left your lips as you tried to clench your legs.

"W-wait.." You sighed breathlessly at the way his dominanating gestures had you at his mercy

Gripping your jaws, he bought your face closer to his until his soft lips were just ghosting over yours.

"Are you sure? You're the one who practically begged for this. "

You shivered, breathing him in not at all used to this kind of intimidating deamenor from him.

Those cloudy eyes pierced into you with a scrutinizing glare as his bulge pressed more forcefully against your core, grinding on it over and over again until you were shaking in his arms, a string of broken cries pushing past your lips.

"Ahhh...Ominis..please"..

You weren't even sure what you were pleading for. Your mind had turned to mush, consumed by the numbing pleasure Ominis relentlessly bestowed upon you.

The young gaunt released a throaty chuckle at you incoherent words as he pressed a kiss on your cheek, absolutely adoring the way you melted under him.

"Isn't this what you were hoping for all along?" Ominis murmerd into your cheek.

Any last shred of dignity left in you was far gone at this point as you nodded hopelessly.

You felt him smile into your cheeks before laughing softly "Your such a brat."

Your mouth agape, your eyes started to flutter at the dizzying rythm Ominis set, not even registering his words properly.

The wet, sticky substance drenching your panties smeared all over your thighs and onto his trousers.

Ominis could smell you already, his dick twitching and straining from the confinment.

For a moment, his fingers explored your face. Gliding over your cheeks before feeling your soft warm lips.

Hr didnt waste a second after before he surged forward and collided with them. Both of you instantly sighing at the sensation of one another

The kiss was firm and unyielding as his lips slid across yours to get a better feel of them as the world around soon faded into a blur.

You felt so soft and inviting, Ominis could practically feel the way your magical aura vibrated in air and dance around his.

Tilting your head, you deepened the kiss, urging your head further in his direction. It was as if Ominis had been patiently waiting for that final confirmation, and with a deliberate swipe of his tongue against your bottom lip, he claimed his dominance. A gasp escaped your lips as he invaded your mouth, pushing you back, leaving you no choice but to surrender.

You fought for control for a fleeting moment but soon lost to his vigor, allowing him to take complete possession.

His fingers drew up and pulled your chin down, widening your mouth to accommodate him fully, devouring you.

With ragged breaths, he tilted to get a better angle, exploring your mouth before brushing your tongue and flicking it with his.

You gasped as he sensually sucked on the tip of your tongue, eliciting a soft whimper that escaped into his mouth, which he eagerly swallowed.

The strange dominanating sensation had you tugging his hair hard, squeezing your eyes shut

Ominis grunted, inhaling you in as his fingers felt his way down to your bare thighs, giving the plump fles a firm squeeze.

You were quickly running out of air as you desperately tried to draw breath through your nose, yet Ominis showed no sign of relenting.

You tightened your grip on his hair, desperately yearning for a breath of air as you tried to pull away A pleading moan escaped you, and with one more harsh suck Reluctantly, Ominis withdrew, a primal groan rumbling from his throat, leaving a delicate thread of saliva briefly connecting your lips before it snapped, leaving you both gasping for air.

It wasn't long before Ominis leaned in to give you one more peck as his hand felt along the table where you sat and grabbed his wand.

Ominis abruptly turned around and casted a confringo spell at the fireplace behind you, catching you off guard. It became apparent that Ominis was more acquainted with the room than you, effortlessly knowing the precise location to direct his spell.

The fireplace flickered to life, illuminating the space, painting the walls with a soft, golden hue.The crackling flames burst forth its radiant heat, spreading like a comforting embrace.

"Stand up, my love," Ominis offered you a hand as you hopped off the table curiously.

With another flick of his wand, Ominis conjured the table into a huge soft mattress, levitating the stray books here and there to the other corner of the room.

You gaped before smiling softly, facing the syltherin, a devilish smile gracing his lips "Oh..you've thought about this, didn't you? Us. Entangled in bed"?

Ominis tossed his wand to the far side of the mattress with a mischevious glint to match running his hands along your hips, "Allow me to demonstrate exactly what I had in mind."

The shirt tucked in the waist band of your skirt flew out, with his deft hands quickly unbuttoning your shirt. The fabric slipped off your shoulders as the soft pressure of his hands guided you down onto the mattress.

Ominis couldn't wait another second. He wanted to feel you. He wanted to taste you.

The pale skinned male knelt on his knees in front of your form before tracing his hands up to your thighs to your knees, pleased to feel your legs spread apart for him obediently.

You watched him crawl and settle in between your legs, feeling your heart ram against your chest violently.

His fingers traced down your collarbone over the soft mound of your breast before clicking his to tongue in dispeleasure at the article of clothing covering them.

"I want these off".

You didnt miss the command evident in his tone.

Long pale fingers traced up the strap of your bra before hooking underneath and tugging them down your chest, relasing your perked nipples from their confinment.

Quickly figuring out the mechanism, he snapped the metal clasp at the back and tossed it somewhere in the room.

Finally, he felt the soft flesh your breasts, a sigh of content escaping his lips.

They're softer then Ominis had imagined. And so smooth.

You grabbed his wrists, flinching when the palms of his hand rubbed your peaks.

Ever observant, Ominis paused before grabbing your breasts and flicking the peaks with his thumbs repeatedly, smirking at the small noises escaping your lips.

"Merlin..your so soft...promise me you'll let me sleep on them after this"

His teasing remark had you giggle shyly, struggling not to cover your face in embarrassment.

Ominis couldnt wait for your reply as his hot, warm mouth encased your nipple brushing it his tongue, rolling the senerive nub between his teeth.

"Ooh..." your head rolled back as Ominis sucked with enough pressure that had sent waves of pleasure washing over you.

He kneaded your other breast as the throaty groan vibrated on your skin.

You nearly lost it. Hands shooting up to his disheveled hair. A string of moans left your lips after your legs quickly wrapped around his midsection.

Ominis quickly unlatched before giving your other mound the same love. His hot tongue pressed flatly against the other hard nub before giving it a gentle tug with his teeth. You gasped with jolt, feeling Ominis smile onto your skin before yanking off your breast with an audible pop.

If he could, he would just be buried between your breast all day, just kissing and worshipping to his hearts desire.

The fair skinned male interrwined your fingers with his, moving down and planting sweet, soft kisses down your sterum, following to your stomach.

You blushed, realizing your skirt was nowhere near decent anymore and had ridden up to pool at your pelvis.

Your eyes only widened after feeling his fingers hook under the hem of the bunched up skirt, including you panties, which Ominis proceeded to tug off with no hesitation.

A deep sigh escaped his lips as the sweet, musky scent invaded Ominis senses.

His hands smoothed over the back of your thighs before lifting them up, your bare cunt now fully exposed.

Your hands flew to your face, feeling extremely shy even though you knew he couldn't see you.

"Ominis.."

He planted small kisses down the side of your knees, a desperatkon clinging to his actions.

"All mine" he murmered onto your skin.

"You know you belong to me now..dont you love"? The restraint Ominis had on saying his true feelings completely vanished in this moment as your breath hitched. A sincerity shining in his eyes, he gazed down in your direction. Your eyes oftened at his declaration. Somehow, you knew he was finally speaking the truth about his feelings. And his words weren't just driven by lust.

"Yes," you whispered. "Yes, I do."

With one final tender kiss, he trailed his lips along the curve of your navel with a renewed vigor, planting soft kisses down the expanse of your inner thighs.

You were literally soaking at this point. Ominis felt the juices collecting on his lips as his tongue.

"All this for me, love? I didn't even do anything yet. " The young gaunt playfully gave you quick nips, causing you to buck your hips in response.

"Didn't do anything? Who's the liar now? " You replied breathlessly.

You couldn't help but let out an embarrassed squeak as he placed a teasing kiss just above your clit.

Oh, he was going to enjoy this thoroughly. As much as you loved your delicate whimpers, Ominis needed to know how you sounded when you screamed his name drowning in the ecstacy he provided with you.

The long lashes you always envied tickled your skin before you observed the beautiful male hover over your heat.

You ran your fingers through his disheveled hair, moving them out of his face before his tongue flattened against your folds and applied pressure dragging upwards and flicking across your clit.

"Ah fuck-" !

The obsencity that flew out of your mouth ignited a primal hunger within Ominis as he savored his first taste of you.

Your head rolled back and fell to the mattress as your hand flew to grip the sheet besides your head. Your legs instantly went to clamp shut from the sentivity, but Ominis firmly held the back of your thighs with an unyielding grip, raising them higher and causing them to brush against your stomach.

Your sopping cunt was on full display and there was nothing you could do, completely at his mercy.

He dove down and repeated the action, but this time paused to close his lips around clit and suck harshly.

Your back rounded with another strangled cry as tears pricked your eyes.

Ominis slurped your juices with a deep groan before his tongue swirled around the hard pearl, flicking it over and over.

"Oh fuck Ominis"!

Your ecstatic cries reverberated through the room, filling the air as you bucked against his face, jolting with each suction of the hard nub on your core.

Ominis growled letting your thighs fall beside each side of his face before wrapping his hands around naval to keep you grounded as he continued his assault on your cunt.

Shamlessly licking and bitting alternating between you clit and folds.

Ominis let out a guttaral moan that vibrated against pussy, his grip on you stomach tightening.

Fuck you tasted good. He had imagined eating you out many times, but his fantasies couldn't hold a candle to how you actually felt.

The sounds of slurps, kisses, and groans filled the room as you felt a knot tighten harshly in your stomach, almost to the brink of being painful. You were so close, and Ominis sensed it.

He brought one of his fingers and dragged them down your folds until he found a slit.

The long appendage slid across the entrance back and forth as if to determine this was where he could push it in.

Cautiously, as to not hurt you, one finger pushed into you as you gazed down at Ominis nervously. The unfamiliar feeling didn’t hurt at with how wet you were. That is until Ominis decided to put a second finger, and that’s when you felt the sting.

You hissed arching your back, ready to ask him to take it out, but Ominis anticipated it.

His lips flew to your clit, giving another mind numbing suck causing to you contract around his fingers, effectively distracting you from the pain.

Your gummy walls felt otherworldy to him. How wondered how you would feel with dick penetrating you instead of his fingers.

Slowly, he began to pump harder, picking up speed as you helplessly writhed in hsi embrace

His other hand swiftly reached up, firmly gripping the hand on top of his head, pinning it down by your side, and intertwining your fingers.

Your hips began to stutter as his fingers began curling inside, dragging out against your walls and plunging back in before you got a chance to breathe.

Ominis groaned, his face buried onto your pussy, drowning in his own ecstacy with how tasted before feeling another gush of your lqiuids burst onto his lips as he pumped harder.

Your eyes fluttered shut as your chest heaved rapidly feeling the oncoming orgasm.

With one last snap of his fingers, white hot waves drowned your entire body as you convulsed violently against his face, mouth ajar and eyes rolling to the back of your head before shutting tightly.

Ominis had never felt so turned on in his life feeling you getting lost in the pleasure he provided.

His aching dick demanded to be taken care of as Ominis rutted into the mattress to give it some friction.

"I cant anymore..ahh-Ominis"!

He was still eating you through the orgasm as it faded after a while, and you started to whine from the sensitivity.

The young slytherin finally unlatched from your core with a smirk, licking the glistening juices dripping down his chin after giving you the most earth-shattering orgasm.

You slumped against the mattress, somehow more exhausted than him, watching him crawl over you.

"Merlin, you tasted heavenly"

You shook your head, bring his face closer to yours. "Oh my goodness Ominis...I dont think I can feel my legs".

The young gaunt laughed, giving your thighs a light smack.

"That's too bad, I was just getting started, love."

Before you could react, his hand seized your hips, forcefully flipping you over to lie on your stomach. A surprised squeak escaped your lips as you felt his strong hands pulling your hips closer, bringing the tip of his eager bulge to press against your wet core.

Ominis glided his hands over the spine of you back before his palms rounded the smooth flesh of your ass, salivating how pleasnt they felt.

"Fuck dove, how can you be so perfect".

He couldn't help but give your cheeks a sharp smack with a wicked grin, delighted with the way he felt them move, as the lust clouded bis mind.

You yelped, just knowing there was going to be a visible print back there. It seemed he was adamant about marking you in every way possible tonight.

Perhaps Sebastian was truly the innocent one in your group with the way Ominis claiming you.

Blind to the unfolding scene, your senses were heightened, feeling the scorching press of kisses trailing along your spine. One hand skillfully parted your thighs, granting more access to your heated core, while the other gently swept your hair aside, revealing your neck in all its glory.

Ominis hovered over you, his breath fanning over your ears. "Dont think you're forgiven just yet, Dove. I'll make you cum around my cock so hard you wont even be able to take a step out of this room tommrow".

His low husky words caused your breath to catch in your throat, sending a shiver down your spine. You knew, without a doubt, that he intended to fulfill that promise.

With your cheeks pressed against the mattress, you stuttered, "H-have you always been this wicked Ominis"?

His nose pressed against your cheeks as you felt the mischeivious grin on his lips.

"Only because of you, love. Dont worry, this way we can spend the day together, and I can help make you feel all better".

"Yeah? And exactly how would you help when you're, the one who caused it the first place, " you whispered back breathlessly.

Thr fingers that laid on your thigh trailed up before gliding through your slick folds, earning a deep moan from you.

"Like this"

His fingers plunged into your sex yet again as you cried into the sheets gripping it tightly.

Ominis bit your ears dragging it out with small grin before pressing soft kisses on your neck, contrasting the way he roughly fucked you with his fingers.

"That's it. Cry for me... just. Like. that".

A broken sob of pleasure rung in ears as you arched your back, tears streaming down your from the brutal pace Ominis set.

The young gaunt gritted his teeth, losing his mind with how your core sucked his fingers in, shivering at the wet squelching noises echoing through the room.

But you were still painfully tight. And as eager as he was to stuff you to the brim, the last thing he wanted was for you to be in too much pain.

A thought suddenly entered his mind before his fingers experimentally began to spread apart within your wet walls, sissoring you as gently as he could.

You grunted, gripping the sheets tightly, writhing in his hold.

"I know.. I know, just a little more love. Then I'll make you feel good"

You let out deep breath, instinctively rutting against his fingers in an attempt to accommodate

Once he felt you were okay, he pulled his fingers out, now kneeling back from your shaking form, unbuckling the belt on his trousers. You bit your lips, turning head around, watching nervously before you see a pale prick spring out of its confinment with an angry red leaking tip

Gripping your hips, Ominis lifted your rear to align with his pelvis, where his erection eagerly awaited.

A wavering sigh pushed past your lips as Ominis glided his leaking tip over your slit before finally, he gently pushed the tip in.

....Oh fuck.

The stretch was already getting to you.

Ominis grunted at the tightness, more worried about how you felt before he heard small noises of pain escape your lips.

"Breathe darling..."

Sucking in deep breaths, you allowed yourself to try and relax, reminding yourself that this is was Ominis. The person you truly loved.

After a couple of moments, the stinging subsided before you took control and pushed you hips back further, allowing him to slide deeper into you.

Ominis tightened his grip on your curve, your hips, a concentrated look, etching his face.

"Are you sure your okay"?

The worried voice had you smile before licking your lips, feeling the tinge of pleasure slowly washing over you as the outline of his erections dragged past you twitching walls.

You pushed your hips further, filled to the hilt feeling the tip touch a deep part of you that made you gasp.

"Omi..please start moving- ahh this feels s-so good".

Your heart throbbing pleads had Ominis lightly scoff, a dark grin appearing on his lips.

"Look at you...feeling brave already"?

You bit your lips, trying to suppress the cocky smile as Ominis smirked, pumping in and out slowly.

A shaky breath left his lips at the sensation of your soft wet walls sucking him in every time before he pulled away. It was unlike anything Ominis has ever felt. Now he was afraid rutting himself into his hands at the thought of you just wasn't going to cut it anymore.

You gasped, breathing heavier, feeling his dick plunge into your harder and faster. And soon you turnee into a crying mess again, feeling the tip of his dick kiss you deep. Ominis sensed it as soon as he touched it. The spongy little wall at the end thay made you flinch every time.

Licking his lips, a dark smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he began to pound deeper, your ass bouncing against his pelvis violently.

A loud whimper escaped your lips as you felt Ominis's other hand caress your backside, the touch followed by a sharp and resounding smack as he rammed into you balls deep, drowning in how delicious good you felt.

One particular snap of his thrust had you squeeze your walls around him tightly, causing the young slytherin to stutter in his thrusts with a gasp.

Your walls began to contract, and you couldn't help but tighten around him harder as Ominis groaned at the mind-numbing sensation.

Before you expected, Ominis grabbed the back of your neck, pushing you face down into the mattress, fucking into you at an angle that allowed the dick to hit your g spot.

Your voice cracked with the yelp that pushed past your lips, back arching further, allowing him better access.

Ominis head rolled back, his mouth ajar at the new postion, your head down and ass up in the air.

He kept hitting your cervix repeatedly as your eyes rolled back. Ominis may not be able to see the sweet sight of your wrecked out pussy fluttering around his cock, but just the thought it had him double over you, waves of hot pleasure racking him.

Leaning down, he encased your entire back, hovering over your trembling figure before slowing down his pace to deliberately grind into you, sensing the way you jumped slightly.

"Your doing so good love" he pressed a kiss to your temple before wrapping an arm beneath you, taking a hold of your jaw.

He lifted your face, tilting it gently to the side, granting him access to plant tender kisses on your bruised neck.

"Do you want to come darling" ? Ominis murmered.

You whine lightly, leaning into his touch "Please"...

The young Gaunt chuckled lightly amused but more so happy that you were enjoying this as much as he did.

"Very well".

The curt words hung in the air for just a second when suddenly, his hand swiped underneath to reach your gushing core before gliding over to your clit.

Simultaneously, Ominis pulled back before thrusting into you hard, rubbing your pearl viciously.

A scream tore from your throat as your white knuckles clenched the sheets tightly under you.

Ominis grunted, sensing he was close, but he was a man of his word. When he said he would make you cum hard. He meant it.

With deep, forcful thrusts, he felt the tip of your cervix again, a smirk appearing on his lips at the rediscovery.

The young slytherin attacked your clit mercilessly as he pounded into you with a strength that kncoked the air out of your lungs.

You thought you were going to pass out with the stars that began to appear at the corners of your vision, your orgasm hitting with a force you almsot couldn't take.

Your mouth ajar, the sounds stuck in your throat, you spasmed fierecly against him, letting the high take you over. The way you pulsated and clenched around his cock had Ominis falling into his own orgasm releasing spurts of his white milky seeds into you. He bit your shoulder as your contracting walls milked him for everything he had.

You groaned, feeling the hot substance fill you up before dripping out of your hole.

Both if your moans filled the room as you both experienced a high that was now burned into your memories.

Ominis had finally claimed you in every way possible.

After a fleeting pause, Ominis mustered the strength to lift himself up, the weight of exhaustion tugging at his every move. Determination fueled his actions, overpowering the weariness. With a gentle yet firm grip on your waist, he rolled you over to face him, his touch evoking a tingling sensation across your skin. As your eyes met his glistening, sweat-drenched form, you couldn't help but be captivated, a lump forming in your throat. Ominis leaned in once more, his forehead gently resting against yours.

"Thank you".

You shook your head "For what...your one the who did all the work here".

Ominis pressed a tender kiss to your forhead with a smile, "No. I meant thank you... for agreeing to be mine"

Oh...

You couldn't help but feel your heart swell at his words, staring up at him adoration. Your hands reached up to cup his jaw, warching him lean into your touch.

"I was always yours Ominis".

Your lover flashed a soft grin, leaning down to capture your lips in a deep kiss, and you eagerly reciprocated. After a few blissful moments, you both pulled away, and you noticed his arms tremble slightly, indicating fatigue and a desire not to overwhelm you with his weight.

Without a moment's hesitation, you firmly grasped the back of his neck, pulling him down towards your chest. Ominis emitted a sound of surprise at the sudden movement, now fully positioned on top of you.

"Just rest, love. Werent you the one telling me how you wanted sleep on top of me like this" you giggled.

"But-"

"No buts, you're not hurting me just just relax."

Ominis let out a soft chuckle, settling in with ease as he felt the warmth of your soft skin beneath his face. A contented sigh escaped his lips as both of you shifted to find comfort in your new positions.

You summoned one of the sheets from the surrounding area, conjuring it into a soft blanket and draping it over the two of you. The blissful aftermath of your intimacy combined with the cozy warmth of the crackling fire enveloped you, creating a sense of comforting contentment like never before in your life.

Ominis couldn't have been happier at how this evening ended, grateful that you even bought up this game to him in the first place.

He imagined in the near future, he could tell this story to his kids about how he and their mother had confessed their love for each other after playing an exciting game of chase throughout the dark castle.

Minus the rough mind blowing sex of course.

Ominis felt your fingers rake through his hair, your calm even breaths already lulling him to a sleep. As he teetered on the edge of sleep, a resolute determination welled up within him. He made a solemn vow to himself to create a future where he would wake up every day to the comforting presence of you by his side. And it was promise he intended to keep. After all, he was a man of his word.

#ominis imagine #ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy ominis #hogwarts legacy imagine #hogwart legacy imagines #hogwarts legacy drabbles #hogwart legacy headcanons #drabble #hogwarts legacy #headcanon

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lesbiandanhowell · 4 months

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Sam reacts to: Dan and Phil React to Every Phil is not on fire! #3

- Literally ran away from my mum for this video, we were watching tv on the couch and I saw the notification and fucking RAN.

- Shaking with anticipation they look so, old school in Dan's shirt and the denim jacket. This is how I remember them from when I first became a fan of them and just that brings up so much nostalgia.

- NOSE TOUCH TEXTURE. Someone on tumblr called that Phil would do it again and they delivered.

- hear discourse (what the heck was I on about with this one??)

- Why did he just fully show his underwear on the internet, like they really already didn't give a fuck anymore back then did they?

- Their sensory icks coming through with the mushroom, like I know that is not a neurotypical reaction.

- Phil hitting dan adorably when Dan says phulge.

- The ladders song appreciation, they do just like their silly compatibility do they?

- "Natural talent for duet improv song writing" cute

- The photo phil took of dan on the couch is so cute somehow I can't explain. It's so, intimate and so, domestic it makes me feel all giddy.

- The salsa and nacho laugh were SO uncomfortable they hated that, like Phil's laugh is not one of finding it actually funny I am sorry.

- "Uhh gif it" FUCK YOU PHIL

- Grandma Lester is THE icon, the more we learn about her the more I admire this woman and everything she did in life.

- PINOF 7 really is very good

- SOFTLAUNCH OF THE GAY HAHAHA

- PHIL CAN NOT STOP POINTING OUT THE TOUCHING IS DRIVING ME INSANE. lIt doesn't feel like he is doing it anymore to make fun of us, his tone is different and he isn't mocking us anymore... it feels like he is doing it for his own fun and almost appreciation of how they have become more comfortable with it.

- The discussion if Yuri On Ice was gay, Dan has much higher standards than I do (or Phil for that matter) and not everything is about sex daniel.

- The only thing I have to add at this point is how much more comfortable they are with touching and being close again by PINOF 8. You can tell they are out of being paranoid af about fans analyzing everything and coming more into just, being themselves again and not avoiding each others space.

- Phil not knowing his own diss track but knowing Dans is the most whipped behaviour I have ever witnessed.

- The nightstand exposure, like Dan just fully naming everything (almost I'd say) that Phil has in his night stand haha.

- They skipped some good parts big sad times, I get why because there simply isn't enough time to do four videos in one but still sad.

- "Sometimes I slept in it" WHAT DO YOU MEAN SOMETIMES This deadass confirms what we thought about the bedroom being a filming set and not actually their his bedroom, which is wild to me.

- PHATASS mention, Dan we know you love Phil's ass by now but thank you.

- "How did the floorplan stalkers even survive this era" oh Dan...

- Soft gay, they are acutely aware of all the things we picked up on as 'gay proof' and are not acknowledging that we weren't all that off really, they were just deeply closeted.

- THE AMOUNT OF NEW SELFIES WE ARE GETTING. The couch one, the ice deep throating... also the ones of Phil are so much more tame than Dan's.

- Dan is a PINOF 9 truther, interesting

- THE BUTT RIBENA FLIP. Glad they included this in their reaction because we were waiting for it.

- Dan can't stop looking at Phil, like this is so fascinating to me but we know Dan's side profile so much better than ever because he genuinely can't stop looking at Phil

- I think them ending it at 10 was perfect, it really is so sacred now.

- PHIL HAS DISCORD (I am so tempted to sent him a friend request. Update: I did and he doesn't take friend requests lol)

- Have these seen the our discussions about who would win a fight?!

- They really look so fond of their past selves, it makes me happy that they can actually appreciate their journey.

I can say that this journey through the 10 years of their career made my chest swell with fondness because they really have grown and been through so much. Being able to look back on this and see how much they have grown since then makes me so honored that we have been able to share their journey for this long.

See you tomorrow for another #sam reacts!

#dan and phil #amazingphil #daniel howell #phan #gaymingmas #sam reacts #Dan and Phil React to Every Phil is not on fire!

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mrs-monaghan · 10 months

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yeah i'm going to need people to stfu about jkk's bond

WARNING BTS BOOK SPOILERS!!!

https://twitter.com/Taemini_Cie7/status/1677749597685313538?s=20

Hold on hold on.... I need to breathe. Anon tysm!!! Omg!!!!!!!!! Freaking out over here

Damn. No wonder they wanted to disband at this time. They really weren't ready for the fame. I'm happy they got through it.

I read this and wonder if the vermin will notice that Jimin says him and JK, by themselves, alone were discussing and decided to go to Japan? Just them 2. No one else. No one cancelled for family reasons. No one else was supposed to be there. No one else was involved in the planning. This was a Jikook trip. Planned by Jikook for Jikook only. I wonder if they will notice this or they will just ignore like they ignore everything else? Oh well. I ain't holding my breath.

So new tiny details about the Tokyo trip, of course they ran it by bang pd who was concerned about it being a good idea. But I'm guessing Jikook insisted so bang organised security. Idk why but I liked this part. Just, knowing this makes me feel better. Idk why.

We were walking down the alley... there weren't many cars, there was light from the street lamps. It was really beautiful.

I'm sorry but I read that and totally knew they took advantage of the dark lighting and empty alley to make out. Sorry not sorry. 🤷🏽‍♀️ I don't see why walking down a dark alley would be this memorable otherwise 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

But this part... this part though, is so cute.

And then Jimin said his feet hurt and so we walked slowly. Those simple things were so fun.

I'm sorry, can we add this to the list of JK being whipped AF?? Like, I mean... we know his favourite part of the whole trip was Jimin on his phone and oversleeping. And now he recounts how Jimin's legs got tired and they had to slow down. Are you guys seeing this??? Like, how is this not a man in love? What kind of trivial detail is this to remember? Its like when they went to the Atomix and JK only remembers that day because Jimin did something and said "I'm sorry" like wtf even?? You don't remember tiny details about a person unless you care about them and love them so much that every little thing they do is endearing AF.

Guys. How many times do we think JK offered to carry Jimin coz his feet hurt? What are the chances he did carry Jimin but omitted it? 🤗🤗

Yo.... guys. Guys. 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Oh wow.... wasn't planning on buying this book at all coz I thought it was gonna be boring but now I might reconsider if there is going to be little tidbits like these sprinkled around.... 👀

Holy shit.

#ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #jimin #park jimin #jimin and jungkook #bts

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veveisveryuncool · 1 year

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Please share some of your 8587420 metadede wedding headcanons, I'd love to hear them /gen

YEAHYEAH YOU GOT IT ANON!!!!! order up under the cut :D

Kirby was sosososo excited to be the flower girl and kept making an absolute mess out of the flowers during rehearsals (Ribbon got to practice with him and cheered the hardest when he finally made it down the aisle in one piece)

Kirby definitely did that thing you see in cute wedding videos where he saw Meta Knight and Dedede at the end of the aisle and sprinted towards them

Bandee was also really excited to be the ring bearer but also had an equal amount of anxiety

but he did such a good job and was super proud of that, good for him :]

Since Kirby and Bandee already had spots, MK and Dedede asked Sailor Dee and Adeleine to walk as their family (kinda like a mother of the bride/groom, but since both their parents don't exist/are super dead, they used the people they considered family)

Adeleine nearly broke down in tears when she realized that Dedede saw her as family

Sailor was just absolutely ecstatic and promised that she would do the best she could (they both did)

The entire wedding had a star/heaven motif (partners who shook the heavens, anyone?)

twas lovingly chosen by the decorations commitee, aka Taranza, Adeleine, and Prince Fluff

oh fun fact i was originally going to have Fluff be the officiator bc royalty, but let's be honest this guy was probably playing the most gorgeous piano piece during the ceremony

Bandana Dee, Adeleine, and MK all got to keep their character-defining headwear during the wedding. This is important.

Out of the reformed villains club (Magolor, Susie, Taranza, Marx), Taranza was the only one allowed to work on the wedding. To everybody else, he acts humble and modest about this privelige, but to their little club, he is rubbing it in everyone's face

Taranza also picked out the flowers for Kirby and the decorations, given that MK and DDD know jack about floral design

You can be sure as hell that all the Meta-Knights and Halberd crew were there, all crying a river

Like even Captain Vul was getting teary eyed

They had the most legendary bachelor (+ Sailor Dee) party ever

All the Castle Dedede waddle dees were there.

All of them.

they took up at least 80% of the seating, but Dedede made sure everyone had a place to sit

Instead of wedding rings, they used bracelets!! (they have,, no fingers guys)

It’s a simple silver band engraved with a hammer and Galaxia on it (yes inspired by that one fic)

because nothing says “i love you” more than you and your partner’s weapon mains crossed together

Meta Knight proposed first because face it this guy is whipped af

He’s been trying to propose since Robobot but every time he tries, he gets comically interrupted by Kirby or Bandee or an eldritch horror or even Dedede himself

They’ve been acting like an old married couple since literally forever, why not make it official?

But also Dedede was overjoyed to have an official big beautiful wedding

Their vows were both meticulously crafted, and while MK was extremely secretive of his, Dedede often pouted about how hard it was to put how much he loved him on paper

like DDD even practiced on MK multiple times just to get it right

In the end though DDD just winged it on the day of

and it was the most pure, lovingly said speech Meta had ever heard

During the kiss, MK did that thing where he used his mask to cover their faces like in old western movies

Marx and Magolor, who only came for the potential face reveal, were monumentally disappointed, “oh cOME ON” “what a ripoff! i can’t believe i changed my hat and got a new bowtie for this! i demand a refund!”

Susie was also lowkey miffed but she found Marx and Magolor’s reactions way funnier

Kirby and Bandee, however, were hyped up more than anything for the wedding

“If your dad marries my dad, then that means that we’d be siblings for real!!!!”

they were honestly more excited and impatient than MK and DDD were lol

now they have officially become a big happy family <333

#meta knight #king dedede #metadad #dededad #metadede #kirby #kirby series #kirby headcanons #have fun with this #rb with your own hcs i love to read them!!#anyways they are so <3 i love them

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tachimichishrine · 4 months

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"barista"

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hunting dogs x gn!barista!reader hcs

warnings: none!!

jouno saigiku

oh dear

harasses everyone

harasses his partner

harasses his mf FOOD

by this, I mean he sends things back, not bc he isn't satisfied but bc he can

ESPECIALLY if his partner is on their shift, he'll be extra nasty

"what can I get you today, Jouno?"

"an iced coffee, with specifically 5 cubes of ice 2cm by 2cm, 1 pack sweetener, a drizzle of chocolate and 25ml of 3% milk and, oh, do you have chocolate sprinkles? yeah, I want some of that on top, add some whipped cream too and-"

orders the longest thing and then sends it back because "there were incomplete sprinkles" while staring down the barista with a huge grin

his partner is literally on the verge of breaking up with him for this

however, sometimes he gets bored of toying with them and just orders a coffee

he likes to observe people

it's kinda creepy but he'll pick a seat in the corner and listen as his partner writes down orders and smiles at other people, and then gets somewhat internally offended when they laugh at the random customer's dumb jokes

he narrows his eyes (even more, if that's possible?) at them at wonders why he doesn't make them laugh as loudly as that

takes it as a challenge

now you've got a clingy af jouno who sticks around the desk and seduces his way into the kitchen by flirting with the manager (his partner's boss)

his partner wants to YELL at him that they have to work, but he just places his hands on their hips and kisses their forehead and gives them the slightest hug and tells them how much he loves them, so their partner reluctantly tolerates his presence around their work

he may not know how to cook but he smells every single ingredient and is a surprisingly fast learner so the manager is lowkey trying to recruit him bc of his undeniable talent 👹

overall, he does help in the end, but his partner has to put up with a lot of teasing and nastiness. occasional jokes and cute little pranks where jouno would place a heavily powdered donut under their nose to make them sneeze and eventually messing up the ENTIRE place

but damn, those perfect milkshakes he made are worth it all

tecchou suehiro

he is easily distracted

asks his partner all sorts of things

"hey, how do they make coffee?"

"well, you put the beans in the machine-"

"beans???"

"yes??? coffee beans???"

"coffee???comes???from??beans???"

"yes, tecch, it does u adorable idiot 🙄"

"does that mean you can make coffee out of the beans they put in burritos and stuff?"

"no- wait I don't think so- actually, maybe-"

other customers overhear the discussion and chip in and the entire thing escalates to the WEIRDEST topics

the manager is pretty impartial as to his presence, given that he doesn't disturb anyone and usually just orders and silently observes his partner with a faint smile on his lips

his partner turns, notices his gaze and bites the inside of their cheek to prevent themselves from blushing/grinning at him, then get back to work

they do, however, like to blow him little kisses while on their shift, or to leave a small note on Tecchou's orders like "ily <3" or "you're so cute 💕"

he is a gentleman omg

he once spent the entire time his partner was on their shift holding the door for the people who entered

gets asked if he works there, and he automatically replies yes and helps everyone with their stuff, whether it's a broken glass or spill or if they need sweetener in their drink

nvm the manager now loves him

he makes it a point to visit his s/o as often as possible when they're working, even if they live together or have a date planned for later that day. he might not say much, but he loves to be in their presence as often as possible

a literal GOD at taking care of angry customers

whereas jouno would probably subtly threaten them, Tecchou is just gonna walk up to their face and be rly straight-forward about it

"sir, what's your problem?"

"I placed my order for coffee, a SINGLE COFFEE OVER HALF AN HOUR AGO AND I STILL HAVEN'T RECEIVED IT??? THIS SERVICE IS TERRIBLE-"

"sir, just take a breath. the employee over here is going to make it for you right away, and free of charge, right?"

ofc, they'd nod and do as he said bc the person is no longer fuming

the biggest issue with having tecchou in the café is his orders

he asks for the oddest things, including, but not limited to, sugar on rice and a hard-boiled egg with the shell still on

his partner makes sure to explain to their boss that this isn't anything abnormal for him, and that they'll make sure to take care of the order themselves

after all, putting together a weird food combo in order to get a chubby-cheeked tecchou stuffing his face with sugary rice is very worthwhile

teruko okura (aged up?? ig??? bc children running around a café is odd i think?? wtf is her real age-)

she is NOT made to be in a café with a serene vibe

no bc she picks up fights with everyone who breathes

"hey, idiot, stop breathing so loudly or else i'll come over there and shut you up myself-"

her partner thus keeps a stall in the very corner specifically for her that's far away from the other people 😐

teruko loves sugary and spicy flavors all in one, like a strong cinnamon or ginger, any type of warm drink that smells strongly rly

her partner does that mystical thing with the milk that creates a heart on the surface of the drink that looks so cute

teruko chugs down the drink without even looking at it 💀

she isn't one for those kinds of gestures, and would much rather physically cling to her partner's side instead

sneaks up from under the counter and then pops up like a weasel with a HUGE smile on her face, the kind of cute smile that is like, showing all of her teeth and SUPER contagious and makes you wanna pat her on the head and hug her

the manager DOES NOT agree with this tho and kicks her out repeatedly. teruko is so close to snapping the manager's neck but her partner intervenes and reminds her that they still need their job

the entire café, teruko concludes, is against her

the powdered sugar gets thrown into her face by an unknown force

salt gets dumped on her hair

she slips on a puddle in the corner

the milkshake machine explodes in her face

it's just NOT her scene

that is the last time she visited her partner while at work, telling them that she's going to be waiting outside once their shift is over bc the pain is NOT worth it

fukuchi ochi

fukuchi barely has time to spend with his s/o, given how much of a busy man he is

so, he'll support them by financing the café itself and making sure they get high-quality ingredients and that the working conditions are acceptable

he does make it a point to ONLY get his coffee from there, tho, but doesn't use it as an excuse to talk to his partner. he's in he gets the coffee, then he's out

for this reason, his partner - who is not an idiot and needs human affection just like the rest of the planet - "suddenly and mysteriously" becomes a klutz

"accidentally" drops the coffee on him as they're serving his order, which leads him to freak out, and then rush to the bathroom to wash it off

apologizing profusely, his partner will follow him to the bathroom and help him out, using this as an opportunity to 1) get him to take off his shirt 😌 2) talk to him

this happens for about 3 weeks before his dense ass realizes that they just want some love

tries this out, showing up and ordering his usual coffee, and then asks them how their day has been

they BEAM at him, and gush about the tiniest things

he won't admit to himself that he loves seeing them so happy like that and that it makes his heart flutter a bit, instead telling himself the next time he stays that he's doing it "out of convenience" or some bs like that

eventually finds himself spending hours in the café just talking to his partner about random things, whether that is during their break or while the s/o is supposed to be working

the manager doesn't have the balls to tell him that they're supposed to be working bc fukuchi supplies like half the financial funds for the place 😍

he might start to be showing up late to hunting dogs' meetings for the next while, but spending the time with his partner has been shown to be more than worth.

tachihara michizou

It's very likely that the café is the place he met his partner, or at least has some kind of emotional value to him

either it's where they first asked him out (bc there's no way he'd make the first move) or maybe he was caught in the rain and his future partner, walking out of the café while holding an umbrella, offered it to him with a bright smile

for this reason, he likes to meet them here as much as possible

HOWEVER, there's an issue with dating tachihara, a big one at that

mid-way through the relationship, he had to go undercover and work for the mafia

since his partner had met him and knew only of his work as being "dangerous" and "top-secret", they understood a bit when he said that he had to go on a business trip of sorts and things would get complicated

tachihara lowkey went into a full-on breakdown bc he had never been loved like that before and felt sick at the idea of leaving, but his partner assured him that they'll be waiting for the day he comes back, and held him in their arms for the entire night, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear and gently kissing his forehead

eventually, he did have to leave. in the beginning, he teared up every night while in the port mafia thinking of his love

so, once he got the mafia's trust and moved along in the ranks, he got more freedom to move around and stuff. eventually, he got so heartsick he found himself subconsciously wandering right in front of the café out of habit

before he could snap out of his trance and get tf out of there, his partner noticed him and pulled him into the tightest hug in existence while sobbing their heart out

tachihara couldn't imagine the pain of saying goodbye for good again

so, he made it a rule to come and visit them on his shifts as often as possible, discreetly for their safety

they a b a n d o n their job and run over to hug him every single time he appears bc they never know if it'll be the last time they'll see him

the manager doesn't really follow the story, but tachihara's partner is one of the harder workers in the café, and the café itself isn't that popular anyways, so there's no point in yelling at them

tachihara isn't picky about what food he eats or what drinks he sips, so long as he gets to hear his partner's voice and be near them (I strongly hc that he has attachment issues)

he orders hot chocolate, even in the summer, and still hasn't shaken off that child-like tendency of chugging it down aggressively and ending up with a chocolate milk mustache, which his partner teases him about every single time

one time, he wasn't vigilant enough and gin - who was supposed to deliver a message from the boss about one thing or another - followed tachihara all the way to the café

saw tachihara kissing some stranger 👩‍🦯👩‍🦯👩‍🦯

she walked up to him, and his eyes went WIDE. his partner didn't recognize gin for obvious reasons, and thus got embarrassed, climbed off of tachihara and stood back at the counter, and asked her what her order was, since technically the shop was still operating

gin was confused af

she creased her brows at them, shook her head then turned towards tachihara

oh boy tachihara is screwed

at first, his partner thought he'd been cheating on them or something, then thought about it twice and realized that he wasn't the type to cheat on people. so they (not-so-)gently shoved gin out of the way and told tachihara that they "needed a smoke", a codeword for "outside. now. we need to talk"

he told gin that he'd received the message, and to tell the boss that he'll deal with it tomorrow, and then the mafiosa went on her way.

his s/o demanded an explanation as to who tf that was, and tachihara reluctantly explained that it was someone he worked with

his partner isn't an idiot, they knew that his work was dangerous and that "someone he worked with" would be equally so, and thus they realized by the way he was perspirating with cold sweat and seemed pretty shocked that the girl had shown up

eventually, things were sorted out and no harm was done. tachihara made gin swear she wouldn't tell anyone about his dating situation, and like the frikkin amazing person she is, she agreed.

even though he slipped up that time, he couldn't stop himself from heading back to the café and meeting up with his partner as often as possible

in the end, the risk was clearly worth it

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jaegonsmoon · 1 year

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Can you imagine Alicents reaction to hearing about omega aegon and alpha jace being betrothed…her son… the vulgar Hightower wild card…drinks till he falls down on a nightly basis, has slept with half of fleabottom etc…engaged to innocent(as far as she knows lol), hardworking, straight laced mamas boy jace 😂 and while she is happy to see aegon change after the courting and engagement process take his duties to his family and the realm seriously for once and lay off the whores and wine she does not think it will last and is a manipulation tactic sadly lol probs thinks that aegon will be bored of jace in a week and will have all the power in the relationship and will chew him up and spit him out before going bad to his old ways haha only to discover when walking in on jace and aegon how much it’s pretty much actually the opposite lmao aegon is basically jaces simp and number once fan and would do anything to keep his alpha happy even if not means being a good boy haha

yes yes yes, listen to me— I looooooooveeeee love simp Aegon lmaoo!!! But yeah no one would be as shocked as Alicent, however—

I love Aegon being whipped af for Jace since… always. He always had a thing for Jace, it started when they were children, and it was all innocent back then, but as they grew… those scarce few times Rhaenyra visited King’s Landing after moving to Dragonstone Jace had grown beautifully. And Aegon, whew, Aegon drooled like a fool for him he always complimented him, and Jace sometimes would smile at him sometimes would look annoyed. But Aegon, he never, ever thought himself worthy of him so he never tried anything more than. Despite his personality and the reputation he had, he never intended to act on his feelings for Jacaerys. But the next time the family reunited, Jacaerys had just turned seven and ten and he had already presented as an Alpha and Aegon almost falls on his face at the sight. It didn’t help that that was the first time his nephew looked at him with something other than irritation. However, Aegon didn’t pay too much mind into it, because he couldn’t afford to—for his own sake. Though, he couldn’t help it when his tongue betrayed his mind and he just straight up told his nephew “You got hot.” And Jace gave him this hint of a smirk. Aegon was mortified but he tried to play it cool, he just blurted that, turned and left before Jace could say anything.

He went to Aemond, who was pacing his room, deep in thought. Probably scheming Lucerys’ demise—like fucking always, the loser. And he threw himself on a chair and whined about how fucking hot and beautiful his nephew had gotten, (to which Aemond strangely paused, asking sharply “Which one?” as if it wasn’t obvious whom Aegon has been head over heels for all these years) and that he wanted to die because he told him as much and he really didn’t have game when it came to Jacaerys. And mygodhewantedhimasalpha but it couldn’t be—

As comfort, Aemond offered to throw Aegon out of the window and make it look like an accident.

But then Aegon and Jacaerys were sat together at dinner and he swore Jace wouldn’t stop glancing at him. Aegon was unusually quiet too. Jace’s strong alpha presence and scent were driving him nuts to the point he could barely formulate any words, let alone a coherent thought. Not that he had many of those normally. He was shifty and nervous. And—for a second he had forgotten that he, himself, was an omega. And that he was radiating all of this pheromones and uneasiness through his scent to the very newly presented, unmated alpha next to him and he almost felt like he was entering a premature heat.

The thing is that, Aegon is an oblivious little thing. He never noticed how Jace has been giving him puppy love eyes since they were kids because he didn’t allow himself to indulge in his feelings. The idiot. Jacaerys tells him as much when he corners him that night, then proceeds to kiss him, and fuck him all night long. And then—Jacaerys, firstborn, heir, perfect, diplomatic, well-put-together Jacaerys Velaryon does what everyone thought against his principles. He marks Aegon that night, claims him as his. They bond, unwed.

Come morning he tells his mother of his deeds unashamedly, Rhaenyra is shocked, if anything a bit concerned. But she can see it in his son’s eyes and the way he speaks to her with such pride and confidence that this was not something he did on a whim, in the heat of the moment. “Is this what you truly wanted?” She asks. “It’s always been him.” He answers her with nothing but honesty drenching his voice. She accepts it, even when she knows it will be a trying thing for everyone involved.

Alicent swears this will end badly. She waits. And waits. And waits.

But then Aegon is pregnant and she has never seen him so happy. And then he births a beautiful baby boy and she sees it, the change in her son. The happiness and joy he radiates. It reminds her of when he was a little, he used to be a happy child. She regrets wasting those moments with him. She then learns that perhaps this is the life his son always dreamed of having but made himself believe he didn’t deserve. A part of her knows she’s the one to blame for it.

She’s ready and willing to change that. She then starts to spend more time with her son and grandson, until their bonds are healed.

#Aegon is such an unreliable narrator lol #this one wasn’t too simp aegon but i love him; trust me i can do worse #jaegon #aegon ii targaryen #jacegon #jacaerys velaryon #jacaerys x aegon #aegon x jacaerys #aemond targaryen #jacegon fanfic

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soleilnomoon · 2 years

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hiii may i request cotton candy, frozen yogurt, lemondrop, donut hole, and cream puff with whipped cream and caramel as toppings? for law from one piece, tyia i love your works! 🫶

hello, hello ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა thank you for reading my work 💛💕and ty for your patience! i had a lot of fun with this one, bc i love seeing law suffer <3

2.1k, gn reader (no pronouns), nsfw, 18+, mdni; tiny bit of angst, there's fluff somewhere i promise, & smut. law is a lil needy & sees the light™ & reader likes to ignore their feelings abt things; feat. only one bed trope, oral (m receiving), mutual pining, all that good stuff. they're both stubborn af tbh.

despite not actually caring about the matter, despite feeling a little relieved that you came to him for help, he still manages to grit out, “please explain to me why any of this is my problem?”

if looks could kill, trafalgar law would’ve been six feet under since the moment he found you making coffee in the kitchen. you glance over your shoulder once, shoot him a look that tells him he should stop talking, like, right now, and continue to keep your back turned to him. you bravely ignore the inclination to go back and forth with him, and butter your toast quietly, hoping he’ll stop pestering you long enough to finish your breakfast.

“i could just set up a cot for you in the hallway and call it a day.” his suggestion is ludicrous, and he knows it; he simply wants to see your reaction, a deep-seated desire to see the crack in your facade finally resurface after many, many weeks. you’re quite good at that, at masking your emotions — possibly even better than him — but it’s a difficult task, one that you struggle with daily. there are moments when he is genuinely sweet — they’re rare, but they exist; and there are moments where you want to rip his head off and yell until your face turns red (and it won’t, not really).

a huff glides out of your mouth and you turn around to face him properly. “you will not,” you say confidently as he sits languidly in a chair, legs spread wide, as if he has all the time in the world to talk to you. “also stop trying to piss me off, i know what you’re doing. it won’t work.” you’re very certain about that, actually; you raise a brow at him, as if you’re daring him to contradict your statement. “we need the extra room, besides you barely sleep as is, you won’t miss your bed at all.” it’s really because law is particular about who occupies his space; and since the polar tang is housing some unexpected guests — castaways that needed safe harbor to the nearest island — you volunteer for them to use your room temporarily. which means you need somewhere to stay.

no one else has the audacity to volunteer to room with their captain, but you’re a little different than the rest, aren’t you? he enjoys your presence more than he lets on, likes hearing you talk about nonsensical things like dreams and desires, likes the way you’re easily riled up — and he doesn’t actively try to do it on purpose, not really, anyway. you boldly told the others that you’d just sleep in your captain’s room, since he barely uses the bed as is. the others shared looks with one another, ones where they tried to contain their i told you so expressions. you ignore that and the way your face heats up at their insolence and move some of your things into law’s room for the time being.

law holes up in his office for most of the day, going on his third day of not sleeping, and while he knows it’s not practical to stay up like that, he can’t help himself. eventually, fatigue does find him, grips him by the throat and hauls him over to his room — he doesn’t bother fighting it. freshly showered and too tired to care, he thought you’d be asleep by now, but you’re wide awake. it’s nearly impossible to fall asleep like this — law’s bed is big and wide, leaving you with more space than you know what to do with. it also smells like him. and even though you wish that the scent was unpleasant, you know it’s a fruitless endeavor, because he always smells good. so you sit up when you hear him open the door, mouth hanging open to say something, anything, but nothing comes out.

for some reason, dealing with law during the day is vastly different than dealing with him at night. there’s more intimacy involved with the latter, since your crew mates are asleep or resting somewhere, leaving you to deal with law on your own. wordlessly, he climbs onto the bed with you, opting to lie on his side with his back facing you. despite how tired he is, he also can’t fall asleep just yet. he can tell you’re burning to say something slick, so he beats you to it.

“it’s really not a big deal,” he says with a yawn before rolling onto his back. “the bed’s big enough for both of us.” he closes his eyes, determined to use whatever remaining energy he has to will himself to sleep. your presence is overwhelming, though, a heat rippling underneath his skin, making him clench his jaw to dismiss those feelings — the ones where he wants to pull you on top of him and hold you close. your eyes never leave his face and instead of fight him on it, a sigh coasts out of your mouth — resigned, yet a bit hopeful.

he glances at you suddenly, startling you out of your thoughts; your heart racing as you swallow back your bravery and scoot back a bit. “w-what?” you ask, hands clutching one of the pillows in front of you — as if it can protect you from whatever he’s preparing to say next.

“you’re looking at me.”

you stare at him wide-eyed, pillow pressed firmly against your body; whatever argument you tried to build quickly shatters the moment his dark amber eyes sweep over you — taking in the thin shirt and shorts you’re wearing — and render your brain absolutely useless. so you blink and blink, hoping to scrape together some words that sound appropriate enough to say.

“they’re my eyes, am i not allowed to?”

you could kick yourself for your foolishness, but instead you toss the pillow at his face when you see that damn trademark smirk of his climb onto his lips. he doesn’t know what possesses him, but he laughs at your antics and, invigorated by your uncanny ability to bring out his playful side, pulls you close. with your chest pressed against his, you inhale deeply and regret it immediately — you’ll never be free of him at the rate you’re going.

“if all you want to do is look, then by all means,” his lips brush against yours as he says that, long limbs tangling with yours when you give in and finally let go. the last time you kissed him, it was in the heat of the moment, and you’d slapped him for it afterward — because you couldn’t handle any of the vulnerability involved. he’d laughed at your reaction, mostly because the slap was harmless, and he barely felt the sting and only laughed again when you ran away. law told himself back then that he’d just wait until you were ready before pouncing again.

this time, however, is different. very, very different.

your tongue flicks against his upper lip, soft enough to make him grab you by the back of your neck and drop heated kisses on your lips. you’re too flustered to function, but you’re cognizant enough to kiss him back, returning each of his heated kisses with needy ones of your own. tongue swirling hotly around his, you roll so you’re on top, teeth nipping his lip as you straddle him. you pull back to look at him, eyelids lowering as you roll your hips and grind down on his growing erection. his hands grip your hips tightly to halt your movements, and you smile down innocently at him.

“you…,” he grits out, breathes through his nostrils, and starts again, “if you like me, you can just say that, y’know.” it’s presumptuous, he knows, but he also knows that if he doesn’t back you into a corner properly, you’ll weasel away quickly. and he can’t have that — not now. an ache bubbles deep inside of you, making your skin feverish, so you buck your hips against his a few times. he stares at you darkly, a forbidden sort of hunger taking hold of his thoughts, and his large hands grab onto your ass firmly, a shudder coursing through you at the contact.

“shut the hell up,” you say in lieu of the confession he failed to drag out of you, “you’re talking way too much right now.” because talking means you’ll fall into a trap and you’re not equipped to fight him just yet. so, you wiggle out of his grasp and pull his underwear off. he props himself up to look at you, almost asking if you’re sure, but ultimately shutting up when you grab his stiff length and slowly drag your tongue along the tip. an involuntary hiss flies out of his mouth, but you’re too preoccupied with tasting him to notice. to say he’s dreamt of this moment would be an understatement; watching you talk, drink, and eat only fueled his fantasies late at night.

not religious by any means, he swears he’s having some sort of a spiritual awakening — or something close to it — when your plush lips wrap around the head of his cock, tongue licking and swirling before you open your mouth more. he lets out a soft, “fuck” and strokes your hair as you take in more of his cock, bobbing up and down, tongue flat against his length. unlike you, when he’s pushed to this point, he can’t control himself or his movements. his hips jut forward and you gag a bit, tears prickling your eyes; you use your hands to stroke and twist around the rest of his length as you hollow your cheeks. your mouth is wet and hot, melting every bit of his resolve, and he understands that he’s placed himself in a predicament that he won’t be free of until you’re good and ready to let him go.

you pull his cock out of your mouth so you can breathe a bit, but you’re quick to suck on the thick head with vigor, enjoying the way his pre-cum drips onto your tongue. “you keep asking me to tell you how i feel,” you say at last, hand caressing his balls before your mouth nips at the skin playfully; his hips buck forward, and he bites down on his fist to stop himself from moaning your name. “but…” you take your time flicking your tongue against the length of his cock, slurping as you take him in your mouth again. “do you really need me to say it?” your uncanny ability to peel back his layers, should frighten him, but it doesn’t. he grabs onto your hair and you relax your jaw as he pushes his cock further into your mouth; you let him set his own pace this time, his hips roughly thrust his cock inside as he fucks your mouth.

in an attempt to ignore your own arousal, you focus instead on the way his cock hits the back of your throat, the force behind his movements making you sputter and choke. drool slides out of your mouth, saliva running down your chin — he thinks you’re beautiful like that, cheeks flushed, lips swollen, a dazed look in your round eyes. it gets to be a bit too much, a tightening sensation in the pit of his abdomen making him grip your hair harder, knuckles blanching from how tight he’s holding. he inhales sharply as his orgasm carelessly pulses through his body, rendering his body useless, despite the messy way he’s thrusting his hips. you take it, though, endure until he’s satisfied, his cum thick and hot in your mouth. his vision leaves him momentarily, blurring your face as you swallow and lick the remainder of his cum off his cock — dutiful, yet mischievous.

he lets go of your hair once your mouth is off him; you lick your lips and plop down onto the bed beside him. he stays silent for a while, unable to speak; fatigue accompanies his silence, and he runs his hand down his face before rolling over to nestle his head in the crook of your neck. you freeze but inevitably stroke the back of his head, eyes closing as his breathing settles. what he wants to tell you, is that even though he knows how you feel, he’d rather hear you say it instead; but that’s another argument for another day. for now, he’ll just enjoy the taste of sleep — and you’ll continue to lie to yourself, to tell yourself that you didn’t need this as much as he did, that saying certain things means bringing forth truths that you’re determined to keep buried no matter how desperately they want to come out.

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🎉 1,000 FOLLOWER EVENT 🎉

🪶 Being Karasuno's Manager🪶

🏐 Training Camp Edition Pt. 1🏐

Part 1

With interruptions from Karasuno, Nekoma, Fukurodani, Shiratorizawa, Inarizaki and Seijoh

Karasuno featuring Shiratorizawa, Seijoh, Nekoma, Inarizaki, and Fukurodani x Female Manager

Part 1 🏐 Part 2 🏐 Part 3 🏐 Part 4

Warnings: long AF, Swearing

AN: This is going to be multi-part because it's so long 😅 but don't worry, I won't leave you hanging 😏

✨️Please Like, Comment and Reblog to show Support ✨️

Welp it's finally happened 👏🏻

The gangs all here 🙌🏻

The "gang" as in arguably the 6 most ridiculous... 🤔

No... chaotic? Unstable? Interesting!

The 6 most interesting teams around 🤗

Anyways the gangs all here for a impromptu summer training camp 🏕

WHOOOO BRING IT AROUND TOWN FOR TRAINING CAMP 🥳

It's a party... for literally everyone but the managers 🤣

Because there is only 5 of you... dear God you are horribly outnumbered

Fukurodani had two managers and Karasuno has 3

Including the ever popular YN

That's you 😉

And when I mean popular I mean POPULAR

First off, you know how to do your job and you are efficient 👏🏻

Secondly, the way you cheer and praise is beyond compare

Who needs a cheering section when YN exists?

Finally you are not only the most adorable thing to ever walk this planet but you are H. O. T. H O T 👏🏻

Karasuno, Seijoh and Shiratorizawa have all been privy to your gorgeousness daily and at tournaments

Nekoma, Fukurodani and Inarizaki have yet to experience the attraction that is YN LN

But it does not take long for these boys to discover it for themselves

From day one, you're doomed 🤣

The moment you step off the bus, it's like the atmosphere changes and every looks right at you 👁

Like these dummies are oblivious to pretty much everything but the moment a female manager enters the chat

All bets are off 😑

"Damn Karasuno has THREE managers?"- Atsumu

"We could have three managers to if you two idiots weren't on the team"- Suna

But Atsumu and Inarizaki aren't the only one staring

"Hey hey HEY- 😳" -Bokuto says, stopping right in front of you

Akaashi is smirking because he knows its going to be a great camp 😏

"Stop gawking Bokuto!"- Kuroo, who is also gawking

"Speak for yourself Romeo"- Kenma, who is playing his video game, ignoring everyone

"Hey look it's Karasuno's #10 and YN IS HERE"- Tendou, pointing directly at you

"Hello YN"- Ushijima 😐

"YN-CHAN YOU MADE IT- OUCH IWA-CHANNNN"- Oikawa

"STOP SCARING YN SHITTYKAWA"- Iwaizumi

Suna and Kunimi both whip out their phones and make eye contact 👀

It's about to be the start of a beautiful friendship 🥰

"Seriously YN"- Daichi, blaming you for literally breathing

You stand there gaping at him 🧍‍♂️ 👁👄👁

"I've literally done nothing!"- you

"Not entirely true YN"- Suga

Where is Iwaizumi with one of those volleyballs when you need him?

Anyways, you manage to move past the awkward first encounters

Too bad for you, "awkward" and "encounters" are the theme of this trip 😅

First off, practice matches are utterly ridiculous

Not only because of Hinata, Kags, Tanaka, Noya, Yamamoto, Lev, Tendou, Oikawa and the Miya Twins

But mainly because of the captains

Pls ✋️ tell me they aren't in a permanent pissing match for who is the best 😅

Daichi and Kuroo are SO petty

Bokuto and Oikawa just always want to be the best

Kita and Ushijima are constantly having silent staring contests 🤦‍♀️

It's a literal nightmare

And guess in charge of facilitating that nightmare 🙃

Literally Kiyoko threw you under the bus with this one

"I need a volunteer to take notes during captain meetings"- Coach Nekomata

"YN can do it"- Kiyoko

"Hey thanks YN" Yukie, manager from Fukurodani says

"Wait... what?"- you 😃

Oikawa will grab you by the wrist and haul you with them before you can even object

"I've got it handled Oikawa"- Daichi, grabbing you back and yanking you away

Dear God 🤦‍♀️

During the meetings, it's pure chaos

Mostly because Oikawa and Bokuto argue the entire time

And because you accomplish absolutely nothing on your "to discuss" list 🙄

"Ok so we need to talk about rotations- whose playing who?"- you, trying to get the meeting started

"I don't care as long as the teams with more managers let their managers help us less fortunate teams out"- Kuroo

Daichi's neck snaps to Kuroo

"Over my dead body will any of our managers be helping you"- Daichi

"YN you can help us"- Bokuto

"You already have two managers"- Oikawa

"We will trade for YN"- Bokuto

"I say we flip a coin for YN"- Kita

"That's fair"- Ushijima 😐

You've barely started and you've already lost control 🤣

Dead God stop this YN

"Ok since we've accomplished nothing here, I think we need mediation"- you, going to stand up to get a coach

Ukai enters the chat

"Tell Daichi to tell YN that she can help out other teams"- Oikawa

"YN is our manager and we need all three!"- Daichi

"What do you need three for? YN is perfectly capable for helping out multiple teams"- Kita

"I've seen YN's efficiency first hand and she is very capable"- Ushijima 😐

Ukai is actually getting a migraine 😒

"Did you accomplish anything YN?"- Ukai

"Does it look like I did?"- you

Pls Ukai is already regretting this camp 🤣

After an hour, it is decided that you will rotate through the teams to help with things such as towels and water bottle filling

"Each day, YN will be with a different team"- Ukai

"Except Fukurodani"- Kuroo

"What the hell? I want YN too!"- Bokuto, freaking so mad 😠

"You already have two managers!"- Oikawa

"So what? YN wants to watch me do line shots right YN?"- Bokuto

"Umm I mean I can see you do line shots from anywhere Bo"- You

Pls YN you are going to make him cry 🥺

"Fine... FINE! YN you will help Bokuto during individual training, how's that?"- Ukai, trying desperately to just get this over with 🤣

"WHY DOES BOKUTO GET YN ALL TO HIMSELF"- Kuroo and Oikawa in tandem

🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ there is legit no pleasing any of them

"Guys! Please I promise I'll help everyone now can we just move on before we give coach a migraine"- you

"Too late YN"- Ukai, smoking his 10th cigarette 🤣

After the meetings, the captains return to their teams

Daichi is SO mad 🤣🤚🏻

"Dacihi are you ok?"- you

Daichi 👉🏻😡😤 IM FINE YN-

Bokuto is so ready to blaze through these games so he can have you to himself

Akaashi is going to be so freaking happy 🤣

Kuroo and Oikawa are already planning how they can monopolize your time

Ushijima and Kita are just thankful for the help 😅

Seriously they think you're cute but like, any help they can get is so appreciated

Nevertheless you resign yourself to your fate and stride forwards YN

I mean, how bad can it really be?

The answer is VERY bad 😅

So let's start Day 1 off strong shall we 👀

Not sure if I would consider Oikawa "strong" but Iwaizumi is 😏

And arguably looking at Iwaizumi, Makki and Mattsun is going to be the best part of being Seijoh's Manager

Please Oikawa literally drags you away to present you to Seijoh like a trophy 🏆

"This is YN my our manager for the day"- Oikawa

"I'm sorry in advance YN"- Iwaizumi

"No worries! Do you want me to fill up water bottles for you guys?"- you

"YN come watch me serve!"- Oikawa

"Uhh Oikawa I can watch you serve after"- you, being perfectly reasonable

"BUT YN-CHAN 😭"- Oikawa

"Shut up shittykawa! You are ruining this"- Iwaizumi throwing a cannon volleyball at Oikawa

You watch in horror as Oikawa falls to the floor

Pls you are basically holding back the laugher 🤣

"Omg is he ok?"- You

"Don't worry YN, this happens daily. I'm pretty sure his head is use to it by now"- Makki

"Here we will help you fill up water bottles"- Mattsun, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the fountains

Please these boys are so happy you exist 😭

During their practice match with Karasuno, Oikawa will always take jabs whenever he can

"Karasuno is looking pretty stiff must be because they are nervous to be playing us"- Oikawa 💅

"Or its because you keep bothering their manager"- Kunimi

"I'm not bother YN! YN I'm not bothering you right?"- Oikawa

"Yep"- you, short and to the point 🙄

Please we shouldn't give Oikawa an inch to work with

Unfortunately that mentality doesn't always work

Oikawa is up to serve and his powerful serve lands a service Ace right one the end line

"HOLY CRAP OIKAWA THAT WAS AN AMAZING SHOT"- you, screaming and jumping up and down

Be careful YN 😶

Too late 🤣

Karasuno is furious at how excited you are 😤

Daichi, Noya and Asahi are ready to receive anything

Iwaizumi, Mattsun and Makki are so freaking jealous pls 🤚🏻

They will work 10 times harder for even an ounce of YN's praise 😫

After the match, you finish up your time with Seijoh

"Thanks for having me as your manager guys! I had so much fun"- you 🤗

Please you give them all a hug and holy crap they all die 😢

No way are they ready to let you go YN

Unfortunately for you, duty calls and it's now indidual training time 🏐

The second the coach's announce the practice games are over

You are practically mauled by Bokuto

"YN LETS GOOOOOO"- Bokuto

Akaashi is rolling his eyes

Kuroo, Lev, Tsukki and Hinata are all ready to roll

Daichi told Tsukki and Hinata to keep an eye on you

Hinata was all for it

Tsukki could care less because he knows you can handle yourself 💅

"Why are you even here?!?" Bokuto, mad that anyone but you and Akaashi are practicing with him

"We are playing 3 on 3 Bokuto. You didn't really think you'd get YN all to yourself did you"- Kuroo 😼

"ITS MY YN TIME- Bokuto

"Then why is Akaashi here?"- Tsukki

"To make sure Bokuto doesn't kill YN"- Akaashi

This is getting out of hand YN, stop it

"Bokuto come on sweetie! You have to show me those line shots remember"- you

Pls YN Bokuto forget anyone existed when you called him "sweetie"

He's ready to propose on the spot

At practice, Bokuto will literally pull out all the stops

"YN DID YOU SEE THAT CUT SHOT!"

"YN THAT LINE SHOT WAS RIGHT ON THE LINE"

"YN DID YOU SEE HOW MY FAINT TRICKED TSUKKI?"

"Yes Bokuto! You are so awesome!"- you 😍

Everyone let's Bokuto have his fun until Hinata 🎇unintentionally 🎇 ruins it 🤣

We all know he's been working on his receiving and when he pulls off a wicked receive, you lose your ever loving MIND 🤯

"HINATA OH MY GOD YOU DID IT! THAT RECEIVE WAS SPECTACULAR" you, screaming and celebrating your teammates victory

Akaashi is just like 👁➖️👁

He knows what's coming 😅

"It wasn't that great of a receive"- Bokuto, now murmering to himself

Literally him 👇🏻

Kuroo is smirking because Bokuto is all fired up now

"I'll show him how a receive is done"- Bokuto

"Stay calm Bokuto"- Akaashi

"I AM CALM"- Bokuto

I couldn't resist using it 😭

However, as we've all learned countless times, Bokuto is not calm 😅

His liners go out of bounds, his serves are long and his receives are way off

Omg we are gonna need you anytime now YN

"Bokuto hey, what's wrong?"- you, consoling a now deflated horned owl

"I- I just want to impress you YN"- Bokuto 🥺

Oh sweet bby 😭

"Bokuto you are one of the best aces I know! And I fully believe Hinata and Tsukki are better because of your spikes! So think of it as your making them strong opponents which means you are not only making me happy but also them!"- YN coming in withe the save

Bokuto's eyes widen 😳

"I mean my blocks are better mostly because of Kuroos help"- Tsukki

Please shot daggers at him YN 🤦‍♀️

"HEY HEY HEYYYY IM THE BEST"- Bokuto

"YN please stop helping"- Kuroo

"YN how much money would I have to pay you to come to our games?"- Akaashi

"YN'S OUR MANAGER SHE ONLY COMES TO OUR GAMES"- Hinata

"That's if we make it to nationals"- Tsukki

"Shut up sucky-shima!"- Hinata

"Now now kids let's play nice. We all know YN is going to come watch Nekoma play at Nationals"- kuroo

"That's is if you make it to nationals"- Atsumu, entering the gym with Suna and Osamu on his heels

"Tsumu what are you doing here 😡"- Bokuto

"Just here to to fetch YN. She's our manager now"- Atsumu

"You said she was your manager just a second ago"- Suna

"Will you shut up! Come on YN"- Atsumu, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the door

"Hey wait! I get YN for individual practice!"- Bokuto, grabbing your other hand

"Didn't you read the contract?"- Atsumu

"Whats a contract?"- Bokuto

"Atsumu there's no contract and you know it" - Kuroo

"Kita said and I quote 'YN is our manager on day 2'"- Atsumu

"And it's still day 1"- Akaashi

"Techincally, day 1 was over after practice matches"- Osamu, now siding with his brother

Please Suna is recording it for insurance purposes 😭

Akaashi rolls his eyes and goes to fetch Bokuto

"I'll be back tomorrow Bokuto! I promise!"- You

"But- I'll miss you YN"- The freaking angel 🥺

"Oh bby I'll miss you too!"- please YN give him a hug 🫂

He doesn't want to let go

Akaashi and Kuroo have to pry him off 🤣

"Finally! Come on YN"- Atsumu grabs you and drags you with him to the dinning hall

Day 2 is going to be an adventure 😅

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