#gives every single one of you a kith
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babymaker • c.s.c
Pairing: choi seungcheol x afab!reader
Genres: smut (minors dni!), roommates!au, fwb!au, lil angst if you squint plus gross fluff
Warnings: swearing, mentions of past rough/marathon sex, edging, overstimulation, fingering, mentions of oral sex (fem. receiving, male teasing), biting (bc i wrote this), scratching, marking, mentions of car/exhibitionism sex, objectification, degradation, slight choking, tiny obsession w/ cheol's ass + tatts, making out and tons of kithing uwu, reader's a brat and economic major, cheol's a wealthy arrogant bbygorl, creampies <3, breeding kink, light mentions of babytrapping (look at the title lmfao), lots of touching and groping and teasing, sappy stuff ew, messy sex, kinda bulge kink haha, paragraph/word heavy, throwing in some silliness as usual, & lmk if i missed smth
WC: 7.9k
A/N: i know it's like a month late but this was suppposed to be for cheol's birthday lmfao but it's also meant to be a sequel to Lusty Gallant although it can be read on it's own ig esp since the characters seem ooc </3 also thanks to @hwanghyunjinenthusiast for giving me details on what cheol kithes taste like mwah
Seungcheol and you still live together. And yes, that means you're still committed to fucking on every surface possible in the very nice apartment space comfortable for two.
Roommates with benefits works out well for the both of you — seeming to lean mostly in your favor.
University is a hop and a skip away, close enough for Seungcheol to swing by on his way home from the office with a minor detour. The attractive man's appearance always causes several students to squeal and twirl their hair when he parks next to the sidewalk in a sleek, expensive black and red car. Silver rings that probably cost as much as your tuition adorn long fingers as they tap, tap, tap against the leather steering wheel while he waits.
Seungcheol looks for you over the rim of fake sunglasses perched on the tip of his nose and tongue poking between brilliant white teeth revealed by a smug smirk. Your friends are not subtle — a few in-the-know of what kind of arrangement you have with him and the majority of others not — when they dig an elbow into your ribs or smack your arm in excitement.
You loathe the gawking stares with the same amount of intensity as the tiny sparkle of delight that allows yourself to bask in Seungcheol's showy display of attention that's only partially for you. Aware of what he really loves is soaking up everyone focused on him, brushing back bangs with a pleased grin after checking himself out for the hundredth time in the rearview mirror.
Still, the man is as punctual as clockwork despite a hectic schedule. Deluding yourself is fun whenever he rolls down the window and asks just loud enough for onlookers to hear and swoon over, "How was night class, sweet stuff? Did my luckiest charm learn anything new to advise me on the market's trends?" and receiving an eye roll in return.
"I keep saying you don't have to do this," you remind him every. single. time. because you're sincerely fine walking back the same route you take in the morning.
"Nonsense, it'd be a sin to let a pretty little thing like you walk the city streets in the dark all alone. 'sides it's on my way."
"Of course, as long as it's convenient."
"Convenient?" he repeats with a cocked eyebrow and watches as you slide into the ridiculous car with a cute but sulky pout. An indication that something has ruffled your feathers, if even just a little.
You know not to slam the door too hard when closing it because the one time you did just to be a brat, your battered pussy paid the price. It was very sore for a good couple of days after being repeatedly edged for hours as punishment. First by his fingers during the drive home, next with his mouth on the hood of said car after he'd pulled into the garage, and then teasing touches along the several little pit stops on the way to the bedroom.
All until you were pressed face-down into silky sheets, finally allowed to let go for the first time of the night with his thick girth easing its way inside of your aching cunt to the hushed words of, "Have to touch my baby gently, treat 'em with lotsa care. Always gotta play nice with the things I like, 'kay?"
Safe to say, you learned your lesson. Who wouldn't after being nearly bedridden and limping around for almost two days?
Seungcheol lets out the same kind of disappointed huff when you apologized to him for having to take care of you after that particularly harsh sex marathon — or any time, for that matter. "I've never thought of it as an inconvenience."
"You're a busy man."
"Not so busy that I can't pick you up, 'specially given that we live together."
"Under various terms and conditions. One of them being that I put up with all your inconveniences, not vice versa."
"Then simply think of it as an additional nuisance of mine you have to deal with. You know I won't do anything you don't want, but at least let me have this so I know you're safe." Another harsh sigh leaves his mouth as he adds, "Even if the university was on the other side of town, I'd be there."
"Yeah, okay."
While there's a general love-hate relationship with your sassy behavior, it's in times like these where he extremely dislikes it since the timing is rather improper to fuck it out of you. Alas, he's left to fumble for an alternative that presents him as a man who possesses some semblance of decorum.
"Can drive something else, find a car that doesn't draw so much attention."
"It's not the car," you snap back without thinking. Lips pressing together in a thin line when Seungcheol's fingers that wish they were on your thigh drum menacingly on the console as a substitute, rings flashing under the glow of the passing streetlights.
"Then what is it?" Your name falls from his lips in a soft, commanding kind of plea.
Lucky for you, the short drive is almost over and you can avoid answering for the last couple of minutes. Pretending to mull it over as you focus on steadying the pounding thump of your heart and the erratic breath caught in your lungs.
"It's nothing," you lie fairly easily, already slinking out of the car the minute he brakes in the garage and ignoring the dark brown eyes trained on you because they will make you hesitate. You have to stay firm or end up caught in his trap. "Just tired, 's all. I'm gonna head to bed early, see you in the morning?"
And you don't wait for a response. Gently closing the car door and then sprinting as unsuspiciously as possible into your designated bedroom. Seungcheol won't follow or pry for now. He's always made a point to respect any boundaries you set and the promise to see him when you wake up will keep the man at bay for now. And you sure as hell were going to use all of that to your advantage, curling up under a blanket and trying to figure out what the fuck is going on.
This "roommates with a multitude of benefits" arrangement worked. Chugging along like a well-oiled mechanism. So why were you contemplating the risk of messing it up and throwing the machine off its steady track? For something so fleeting? So emotional? The one thing that always fucks up these kinds of relationships?
Sure, you were in love with the way Seungcheol carried himself. His swagger. His money. Confidence, charisma, oh… and his cock, too. Who wouldn't be? But now, oh no, now you were also in love with the man himself — stupid Choi Seungcheol!
It was a gradual build. Always there in the background. All it took was for you to acknowledge its existence. Perhaps it was meant to play out this way. But you were still going to hold him responsible as an equal in contributing to this mess just as much as you were for falling. Your fingers clutch at the blanket, the poor fleece serving as an unfortunate outlet for your frustration.
When did the crazy marathons dwindle out? By no means had the two of you stopped fucking — absolutely not. It just meant that, well, rather than Seungcheol just fucking you, he more or less made love to you.
You feel a shiver down your spine and scream into a pillow at the worms writhing in your brain.
The sex was still terrific. You habitually muffle your sounds as it is — not ones of pure frustration like tonight — but out of extreme pleasure. The filthy debauchery hadn't changed either. The two of you deeply reveled in your depraved dynamics and more insane acts, maybe even getting dirtier once this subtle shift happened.
Safety. Security. Seungcheol.
Words you would've never thought to use in relation to him.
And then there was the aftercare. A strange new intimacy. He cuddled in bed after taking the effort to clean each other up for a good night's rest. Remaining there fast asleep and quietly snoring long after you untangle yourself from the comforting warmth of his arms to start the day. Mornings were no longer cold because he chose to stay.
Weekends were becoming your favorite too. When he waddles around shirtless, barely awake upon discovering you gone from his embrace. A back-hug immediately when finding you again. Soft gropes at your curves and low groans of contentment while pressing his nose into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent mixed with his while you prep breakfast. Turning you around for kisses and pursuing long, slow makeout sessions that were quickly becoming the norm. Only for you to accidentally bite down a little too hard on his bottom lip when you realize the toast is burning.
You miss the way his eyes shine with affection as they follow you panicking around the kitchen. When did this big apartment of his begin to feel so alive? Even previous roommates and their loud yammering hardly made him feel at home. Tonguing at the indentation marks of your teeth molded into his lip and the sting that keeps him rooted in the present moment, the man meets your flustered expression with a grand, playful smile.
Ah, he thinks fondly, obviously.
Afternoons no longer consist of being stowed away in respective bedrooms or different rooms. Seungcheol sits at the kitchen table, furrowed eyebrows as he chips away at the excel sheet reflected in the glasses perched on his nose. You sit across from him, dutifully typing up assignments for Sunday night submittal.
He'll ask occasional questions just to learn more about you, your classes, and your dreams. Or if you simply need any help. Meanwhile, you make sure you're both staying hydrated and taking necessary breaks to rest your eyes from the screens. Sometimes you'll even get to assist him by analyzing a report. The real-world example aids as a unique use case scenario to better understand the concepts outlined in your textbooks.
You really were Seungcheol's lucky charm. He often wonders if you'd like to apply to work at the company he's in. But he'd hate to pressure or patronize you. So ultimately all he can do is stare in awe and provide steady encouragement as you formulate calculations, clean up the data, and transform it all into a presentable display of information.
It's usually his turn to cook in the evenings. Constantly getting distracted by your presence that he insists needs to be around to taste-test the vegetables that keep overcooking when he gets too caught up in tasting you. Innocent smooches here and there amid shy giggling that seems far too intimate than if he lapped at something else like in the past when he eagerly devoured your cunt right there on the countertop.
When dinner is served, you honestly never know or care how tasty it is or isn't because Seungcheol himself is the spice in your life. Your plain world now explodes in a bountiful amount of flavor thanks to him. Later, you tidy up the kitchen together — similar to how you move in tandem to freshen up in the bathroom after sex and much like a married couple would act.
And that's why your damn roommate leaves you wanting more.
These nights he kisses you bathed in the moonlight, working up a blistering heat that doesn't just simmer in your lower abdomen but follows the journey of his dedicated mouth. Upwards the wildfire burns, swooping into your chest and underneath the skin of your cheeks until it tangles with the expert tongue poking in between your lips. Seungcheol charts familiar territory with dancing fingertips across your skin, re-committing it to memory while yours sear into his, scratching at the wide expanse of his back and burying themselves in the curls of his unruly hair.
He takes you to bed — not always in a sexual manner — and it really doesn't even matter how you end up there because that is where you'll find yourself anyway. Falling asleep in his arms and waking up to repeat this strange and newly established cycle.
So the fact that you are sleeping alone speaks volumes. What is said, you're unsure but little do you know that Seungcheol continues to fear you might slip out of his hands. The attached-detached battle strategy always lurks around the corner and somehow, it's almost better when he treats you like some sort of fucktoy only.
The gentle sparkle in his eye was shielded by the switch to a mean glint, eyeing you up like you're nothing better than a piece of meat. No longer acting as the sweet yet cocky, handsome roommate you've gotten to know and grown feelings for. But reminiscent of the aloof and arrogant — still deviously attractive — man who propositioned this whole situation a little over a year ago.
Like now, as you kneel on all fours naked. Save for the humble pair of underwear whose innocence has long been destroyed due to the stains of your arousal mixed with Seungcheol's cum. Ruining the fabric that nestles between your legs for the sake of modesty you've thrown away hours — no, months — ago.
The very man sits before you on the poor couch that's seen its fair share of sinful acts. He's reclining comfortably, black t-shirt stretching out across a firm chest and broad shoulders while infamous gray sweatpants strain against thick thigh muscles as he manspreads so casually with a large hand laid over his crotch. Teasingly hiding the thing you so desire and are begging for.
But he wants you to work for it. Harder. A lot more than you already have. Put on a proper show of how much you deserve to have him. And want him.
"Come," he commands and pats his thigh like he's talking to some stray dog. When you go to sit back on your knees to stand, his eyes narrow as they darken. "Crawl."
What you don't know is Seungcheol would easily yield to and for you if you'd just let him. Be honest with him. Tell him your feelings. Unfortunately, it's in both of your natures to be hella stubborn. Too prideful to admit defeat and be completely vulnerable. You've come to an impasse.
But crawl to him physically you do, shamelessness long gone. Because what could be more shameful than how willing you are to be used by him and how wonderful it feels to be degraded?
Obviously admitting how much you like the damn man.
Goosebumps thrillingly cover your skin at how the gaze trained on you never loses its intensity with you coming closer, following all the way until your head is between his spread legs. Because he knows at least this is the most definitive way he can hold onto you for now.
"Kiss me."
And you obey, puckering your lips and tenderly placing them against the growing bulge beneath the gray fleece. Looking up with lidded eyes, blinking slowly as you let out audible smooch noises along the hard length before mouthing at where the tip lies. Leaving an even damper spot than the salty excess seeping through the fabric, suckling around the area to replace it with the hot saliva dribbling from your tongue that laps enthusiastically at the taste.
"C'mon pet," Seungcheol's tone is mocking in its chastisement, but the rough pad of his thumb rubbing your warm cheek is gentle. "Gimme a real one."
"Yes sir," falls breathlessly out of your mouth at the assumed permission, hands quickly reaching for the waistband of his sweats only to retract just as fast upon the disapproving click of his tongue.
"Not like that, up."
Uncertain, you brace yourself with the support of his quads so you're kneeling. Leaning in and tentatively pressing a kiss to the spot where you know at least one vein starts from the bottom of his pelvis and leads up to his abdomen. Tongue poking out in an attempt to feel and trace it, also effectively wetting his shirt just for good measure.
This time, a wistful sigh escapes between the man's pouty lips despite the furrowing of eyebrows because you're still not quite getting the message. The hand on your cheek slides down to your neck, briefly running his thumb tantalizingly across the side of your throat, landing on your shoulder, and grasping at your arm. Tugging up until you follow along with the motion and a bit of a surprised squeak, ultimately landing right where he wants you — straddling his lap.
"Oh," you mutter in surprise, abruptly snapped out of the lust haze that had been clouding your mind.
Center of gravity thrown off balance until your knees finally ground themselves on either side of his spread legs. Your hands hover awkwardly in the air, struggling to find something to hold onto before resolutely settling on the back of the couch. But not before Seungcheol's sturdy hands steady your hips, sporty reflexes acting faster than you can complete any of these actions.
"Oh, indeed. Already too fucked out to think?"
"No… s-sorry."
"You can make it up to me," he teases and you wait for the punchline, "with a proper kiss." It's both amazing and brow-raising when the Choi Seungcheol lets out the lowest of whines at the smallest sign of hesitation. "Don'tcha think it's the least I deserve today?"
Spoiled is what he is — but it is his birthday after all — so, of course, you're more than willing to indulge. Although the trepidation is real, manifesting in the tense stiffening of your body and the acceleration of your heart rate.
"Relax," he says gleefully — a little too gleeful. "I don't bite."
"Most times, not."
"If anyone's the biter between us, it's you so…"
The taunting murmur of, "Go ahead and bite baby," turns into a satisfied groan when you press your lips against his. Contrary to the jest and much to his delight, you're gentle. It's so adorable that he finds himself melting below you into a puddle of goo. Becoming absolute putty, lips readily parting so you can lick into his mouth.
He tastes like cherry chapstick and coffee, flavors so Choi Seungcheol that it hurts with how much they alone can possibly overwhelm you. Your nose scrunches, eyebrows following suit. Unaware of how he observes close-up through heavily lidded eyes because he wants more and more of what he can't get enough of. Afraid you might disappear. Even though you're right here — on his lap, kissing him sweetly. Yet you're still not all there.
So, he works on anchoring you to him — somehow, some way. One hand urges you to release your support on the couch, bringing your arm down to sneakily thread his fingers between yours. Naturally, the opposite one falls to eliminate the odd angle and rests on his shoulder. Seungcheol's other palm shifts to splay across your bare back and push you further into his chest, your sensitive nipples brushing against the cotton material of his shirt.
When that burning hand also encourages your ass to sit on his thighs to nearly smother him into the couch cushion and your damp core effectively presses onto the heated length stirring inside his sweats — he finally gets what he's been waiting for. The wanton moan that bubbles out of your throat is quickly swallowed up by the man himself, who ceases the passive role in the makeout session and kisses you back with a fervor that quite literally steals your breath.
He waits for you to surrender.
Not to be confused with submission. Seungcheol no longer cares about any fucked-up or sexual kind of power play nor does he want to win. He doesn't even want you to yield to or for him. Oh, he wishes you would of your own free will — but if you at least give in to the moment, to the feelings of now, and the warmth shared between you two — that's the most he can ask for and what he's grateful to accept for the time being.
Your fingers slip beneath the neckline of his shirt, inadvertently starting to trace along the same pattern as the ink that decorates his skin. The menace of a man smirks, pausing his assault on your lips to croon knowingly, "Wanna move this to your room?"
It's annoying how Seungcheol can read you even before your mind can think. And it's even more irritating at how your body reacts, thighs betraying you. Viscerally squeezing around his figure today, much like the memory of them wrapped above his waist the other day. Legs spread by him in between them as you clung to his body that had been railing into you like there's no tomorrow. Your gaze locked over his shoulder at the man's pride and joy — his nice ass — reflected in the mirror deliberately across from your bed along with the inked designs of things he held dearly marked across his back. Including the healing scratches from your nails.
"No," you grit out and break the kiss to shoot him a pointed glare, "just take off your stupid shirt."
"Thought you'd never ask."
No one should ever look that sexy taking off clothes, but of course, Seungcheol does. Any snark left in you immediately fizzles out at the teasing reveal and intentionally flexed expanse of his stomach as well as his bare chest. And yet something shifts in the air after he throws the shirt off to the side, covering his torso with his arms and giggling.
"Stop looking at me like that."
"Like what?"
"Like you're gonna devour me whole, it's making me shy!"
It's not like you can stop yourself. Goddamnit, even that weird farmer's tan is drool-inducing. And the boyish smile he dons isn't helping either. You scoff to salvage a fraction of sanity, hands back on his bare shoulders and leaning in close enough for your noses to almost touch.
"Bullshit."
"Bet."
"You love it when people stare at you."
There's a beat of silence. "But you look at me… differently."
"Hey — don't get weird on me, Seungcheol, or your dick's gonna deflate."
Normally he'd bite back at you. Stuff like: "My dick's just fine," or "Baby, it's so easy to get hard around you," and "You'd appreciate if my dick got smaller 'cause it wouldn't make you whine so much," but this time, he doesn't. He just stares at you. Thinking. Long enough for you to start getting antsy, unable to hold eye contact for any longer than two minutes, especially with him so close.
"What?"
"You like me, don't you?"
It's the damn question he throws around all the time and your eyes roll up out of habit. "Yeah, I like you better without a deflated — "
"Forget about my cock for a bit."
"Kind of hard to do," you fire back and try to grind down on the very inflated length twitching needily for the snug cunt it senses between the layers of clothes cruelly separating it from its warm home.
Of course, Seungcheol is a little too familiar with your ploys and swats at your behind before squeezing your hips. "I know it is for a cock-hungry slut like you," he growls out in frustration before reverting back to his original soft tone, "but just humor me for a second."
"… Alright."
"You like me," he states and then repeats it in earnest when you sigh again, "you really like me. I would even be so confident enough to think you're… you're in love — "
"Well quit thinking," you interrupt with a snap, "I know your high and mighty arrogance causes you to believe everyone worships the ground you walk on but that doesn't mean a damn thing!"
Seungcheol's caramel eyes flash — with irritation or hurt, you can't quite place the swirl of emotions. "So that's all it is, huh? Just a figment of my imagination. A totally unfair projection of my thoughts and feelings onto you."
"If you wanted a session so badly on your birthday, then you should've scheduled with your therapist. And if you didn't want to continue fucking, then we could've stopped after the first round 'cause I was fine but you wanted more."
"You and I both know we're not just 'fucking'," he snarls, "and yeah, I do want more and that's why I need to know — with or without the sex, forgetting about the looks I know aren't just lust-filled because I see the ones you think I don't, I need to hear it out loud — do you like me?"
The plea of your name is the doomed cherry on top, heart thudding to the floor. It feels like the breath has been punched out of you. Though his skin is fiery warm beneath your palms it's not enough to thaw the way you've completely frozen over.
"Fine," you eventually wheeze out and Seungcheol relaxes — relieved — despite the crack in your voice, only to tense at your next words. "I'll move out tomorrow. Might take me a few days to get all my stuff gathered though."
"Wait… wait, wait… '' And this is the moment when the two of you find out that the black jujitsu belt he'd earned wasn't all for naught, effectively using a well-maneuvered technique that takes you off his lap and onto your back before you can escape from him again. "Please."
He begs, desperation evident in the way he clings to you and flops his forehead defeatedly onto your shoulder. As if he isn't the one who has you pinned to the couch cushions. He's never tried to hinder you before but honestly, he thinks he's hit the breaking point.
Don't you dare fucking leave me, is what is thought — but what comes out is a broken, "Why?"
"Because… because I… I breached the c-contract and made you uncomf — "
Seungcheol's head flies back up. "Then it should be me who moves out 'cause I'm pretty sure I violated the contract first."
"Wh-what?"
"Look at me," he commands and grips your chin so you can't turn away, "look at me, baby." And when your eyes squint open to stare into his, he fixes you with the most sincere expression you've ever seen. "I'm in love with you."
Tears spring to your eyes at the wild admission. Neither of you are sure if your hearts are mending or splitting to fuse and complete the other's. What you do know is that Seungcheol melts into you with a kiss of elation and celebration, the big man further turning into an even bigger pile of mush when your hands cup both of his cheeks during it and a thumb rubs soothingly at his jaw. He smiles against your lips when you whisper back, "I love you too."
"Took you long enough." Your flustered protests are cut short when he sits up to lean against the opposite armrest, pulling you on top of him like your original positions. "Have a present for you."
"But you're the one who should be receiving gifts."
He shrugs. "I already have the prettiest one right here in my arms… even if I was almost left alone on my birthday."
"Sorry," you stroke his pouty lips, "to be fair, I was going to wait until tomorrow."
"While holed up all by yourself in your room in the meantime. Little shit, you know I wouldn't have let you go, right?"
"Yeah… because you love me!"
There's an extra giddiness to your exclamation that's contagious enough to crack Seungcheol's chagrined expression with another grin.
"And you were gonna leave 'cause you loved me…" He lets out a huff. "Whatever, water under the bridge. Anyways, the gift. It's underneath the couch."
Curious, you lay flat and brush your hand beneath the furniture. Waving it around back and forth in the blind search, subsequently shifting all over Seungcheol's chest — bare skin gliding across bare skin.
You snicker, feeling his cock stiffening once more with your movements. "Calm down, horndog."
"It's not my fault you're rubbing your very sexy body all over me!"
"… Why'd you even decide to put it here?"
"'Cause you never clean."
"Hey! Don't make me bite your dick off." It twitches beneath you. "Freak."
"We'll see who the real freak is when I go ahead and get it pierced with a barbell you'll like."
"Oh, fuck off!" comes your retort and he grumbles at the lighthearted jab while your hand finally bumps against a hard box that you grasp onto tightly. Pulling it out and frowning at the suspicious amount of dust covering it. "Gee, how long was this down here?"
"… Six months."
Your eyes bug out. "Six months?!"
"Told ya you didn't clean under there!"
"Oh yes, because that's the point here."
"It kind of is," Seungcheol teases despite the slightly wistful look in his eyes. "Knew you wouldn't find it there."
All you can do is shake your head, gingerly opening what you assume to be a jewelry box only to abruptly shut it out of pure shock. "What the fuck did I just see?!"
"Do… do you not like it?"
"That's so not the question that needs to be asked right now."
"It kind of does 'cause if you don't want it, I'll buy something else. "
"You've gotta be shittin' me." You fix him with a hard glare though he barely reacts to it. "How much of your bank account did you deplete for that?"
A satisfied, cocky smirk is all you get in return. "'Tis but a bucket of water taken out of the ocean, sweetheart. Trivial."
"Choi Seungcheol."
"C'mon," he takes the box from you with one large hand and pops it back open. You can actually feel the ache in your eyes set in at the sight of the dazzling jewels once again. "Thought it'd look gorgeous on you."
It's easy to visibly melt at his words because he's such a smooth talker along with the knowledge that he's kept this hidden for approximately half of a year. But that still doesn't distract you from the insane amount of delicate crystals forming a beautiful open heart shape linked to two short double-strands of diamond studs on either side that join together with a silver clasp.
"It looks expensive," you correct, "how much was it?"
"Hmm, well it's seventeen carats so… a couple thousand, maybe?"
Your jaw drops, eyes widening as one of Seungcheol's beefy fingers carelessly thumbs at the choker like the piece of jewelry couldn't pay off more than half of your student debt. You likely also get some type of look on your face because he clicks his tongue.
"Now, don't you worry your pretty little head about it. I would happily spend ten times as much to get something that expresses just a fraction of what your worth is — in the world and… to me."
"You're so sappy, what the heck."
"Better not start something you can't handle, love." Seungcheol kindly warns, a little affronted when his puppy dog eyes and babygirl pout aren't as effective at distracting you as he'd like. Well, there are other ways. "You can't return it without testing it first."
"Testing?"
"Mhm, but why don't you give your sugar daddy a kiss of gratitude first?"
You scoff. "The only thing you share in common with a glucose guardian is being filthy rich."
"Not because I'm sweet like sugar?"
"Maybe just a little," you admit and lean in to give him an even sweeter kiss, much like earlier. And like before, the man turns into a puddle of syrupy goo at the featherlight touches of your lips on his.
But it's different at the same time. Kissing your roommate has always been with a bit of restraint. That all fades away as you melt into him — safety, security, Seungcheol, surrender — the both of you addicted to and lost in one another's taste while everything else falls away.
Until the little shit that he is distracts you enough for him to deftly extract the choker from its box and fasten it around your neck. You hiss at the shock of cold metal and gemstones as well as the physical and economically ethical weight around your neck, breaking the makeout session.
"See? Gorgeous, just like I thought. Not that you can look at it right now… maybe next time, we'll test it, heh, in your room."
"So that's what you meant by test…"
The lightbulb finally goes off in your head but all you receive in response is a smug look. Unaware that the grand menace is pondering what position he'd like best to see the choker for the first time in action. Something inside him clicks after absentmindedly slipping a finger underneath one of the diamond chains and watching you attempt to swallow at the increase in pressure constricting your airflow.
It's all bright white teeth when he smiles and whispers, "On your back, baby."
And you shuffle backwards obediently, letting gravity take your body down in almost a mini trust fall, knowing there will be a soft landing and that Seungcheol would never let you fall — unless it's for him.
Indeed, he does fall with you. Bodies pressed close together before he starts a burning trail of kisses starting below where the jeweled collar lays sparkling prettily against your throat. Down between your breasts he goes, an appreciative squeeze to both with warm hands that follow along with his movement.
Little nibbles to your skin and brushes to your sides that first have you squealing at the sharp nips and ticklish sensations. They're accompanied by the upward curl of his lips that only spreads wider when those airy giggles of yours transition to light moans the closer he stakes his claim to the more intimate parts of your body.
He lovingly suckles the skin of your tummy, leaving stinging signs of affection littered around your belly button and right above the band of your panties. There, Seungcheol pauses and lifts his head to look directly at you, not even trying to hide the fiery swirl of lust and adoration in his eyes and it makes you wonder how you've ever missed it before.
But that's neither here nor there, every nerve in your system is lit up in a wave of heat that has your hips instinctively rising as if pleading with him. Enough that his brown irises can't help but flit down to observe with raised eyebrows only to meet your flustered expression again with a totally-full-of-himself stare.
"So sweet and needy," Seungcheol murmurs appreciatively and hooks both thumbs underneath the side wings of your underwear to tug them off. "So fuckin' messy too," he adds in a condescending tone as if someone between your legs isn't licking his lips like a man lost in the desert for days stumbling upon a hidden oasis.
The bold eye contact he gets a kick out of maintaining is broken just to watch how the fabric adheres to your center thanks to the mix of his cum from much earlier and the constant leak of arousal pooling from your heated core. He's slow in the process of removing the saturated clothing. Giddy anticipation building until it finally peels away with a suggestive squelch to reveal your creampied cunt.
A choked groan rumbles in his chest. You're caught in the struggle between snapping your legs together out of shyness or letting them fall open just as he likes, the fear of soiling the couch again no longer even a thought. But still in no rush, Seungcheol slips your panties down one leg and while they hang off the other, supports your heel in his palm to place butterfly kisses along your ankle.
You peek at him in between the fingers covering your eyes and heated cheeks. "What are you doing?"
"Admiring you." Smooch. "Adoring you." Peck. "Marveling at how beautifully wet you get… this all for me, love?"
"Yeah, so… so you should take re-responsibility."
"Oh? And how so? What for?"
"Mmph!" You jolt at how fast he moves to fling your underwear over his shoulder and hover over top of you, whispering naughty words into your ear while roughened finger pads brush against slick folds.
"For knockin' you up? Not my fault this hungry pussy is never satisfied no matter how many times I stuff it. Greedy lil' thing."
"'m s-sorry… I — oh! Ohh…"
"You don't sound sorry."
Seungcheol mocks the shuddering moan that spills past your lips like he hadn't just shoved two chunky digits past those slippery folds and into the suffocating warmth beyond. His pointer finger bears its usual silver ring, the cold metal there and around your neck causing you to break out in a sweat at the chill engulfing your whole body. All from the heat swirling from the neck down, the torturous buildup between your legs, and meeting in a firestorm that explodes in your gut and makes your cunt tighten around his moving digits.
Your right arm snakes behind his nape and clings around it for dear life, nearly slamming the man's face into your tits — not that he's complaining — while the other sneaks between your bodies. Trailing down to where Seungcheol's fingers plunge inside of you, running yours across his exposed knuckles to dampen them with the filthy mix of arousal and cumstains he's playing in before tugging and teasing at your clit right above his vigorous actions.
He clicks his tongue. "Now, what did I say about touching things that belong to me?"
"Don't touch without permission." A warning look that lacks any ferocity is shot your way but the corner of your lips quirks up, eyelashes fluttering, because he's really just full of shit. "And to handle… handle them with care, which 's all I'm doin'."
"Brat."
"You love me."
"Damn right, I do. But if you're gonna use that against me like this maybe I have no choice but to discipline you."
You whimper when he withdraws his fingers, the loss and emptiness a punishment itself. "D-don't be mean."
"I'm never mean to you."
"You're not." You acquiesce with a cute little sniffle, interlocking your hands behind his neck to bring him down nose to nose. "'cept when I want your dick but s'kay, love you anyways."
"Using the L-word on me now, huh? Speaking of which, I never got you back for the little stunt you tried to pull earlier."
"Wha — ?"
The new position you had pulled him into grants Seungcheol the full teasing power he was honored to be blessed with. A dripping cock leaks precum between your bodies and smears your belly with the hot excess. Supported by a forearm beside your head, he languidly strokes his hard length and snickers. Barely wedging the mushroomed tip into your moist outer folds with a noisy squish and emitting a strangled groan from the back of the man's throat. Just enough so you can feel the faint tantalizing burn his girth promises in its efforts to stretch out your cunt, a buzz to the underside of your deliciously sore and engorged clit upon contact.
He's all toothy when you moan in response. Wiggling his hips lets him dip in a little further for the sole purpose of watching your eyes glaze over and threaten to roll to the back of your head. Lips parting wider in an adorable 'o' shape.
"Thought you could just leave like it's nothing. As if I don't fuck you full of enough cum to babytrap you here with me… Oh? You'd like that wouldn't you, pussy tryna gobble me up like the slutty whore that you are."
"Mmph, ah… only yours!"
No one has to be your special someone to read your body so easily but it's the fact that he is the one who's able to make your cunt react and squeeze around him just like so that fuels his ego. A mean sneer chisels his softer face features — less of a reaction towards you and more of him struggling not to plunge his pelvis forward and rearrange your guts. Or even worse (better), to bust a nut inside, painting your velvet walls with a creamy white.
It would be so easy to slide in a little further… you're begging him with slurred words and a steady pulsating grip around his dick — just daring him to ease the rest of it inside.
But then you would never learn your lesson. And if there's one thing Seungcheol loves more than being wrapped up in the tight clench of your cunt, it's making you work for it. Show off how desperate and cock-drunk you are.
"Y'know, all you had to do was tell me. Would've fucked you on every surface of this house, make sure there wasn't a moment that passed where you didn't have my cum dripping down your legs." He relents with the most meager of thrusts forward, widening the spread of your pretty folds suckling around him. "Anything to keep my darling 'lil babymaker satisfied, pump you full every minute of the day and make sure it takes."
"Ch-Cheol… please! Wan' you so bad."
"You'd like that, right? Givin' you a baby so you stay here forever. We'll make as many as you want, I'll even take time off to help." The sudden rush of paternal instincts makes the man pause, chuckling and muttering more to himself, if anything, "maybe you've been tryna babytrap me all along."
"Jus' want, just want your dick."
"I know, baby."
Seungcheol simpers at your pitiful plea but the menace in him victoriously pulls out and away, the departing wet 'pop' as loud as the slight fracture in his heart at doing so.
"No!"
In visible grief, your seizing legs clamp at his side with your heels digging into the dip right before the curve of his ass, clawing at his shoulder blades like a cat. That does nothing though except squish his length against your needy cunt, gliding pathetically against it but not once inside.
He smirks and whispers hoarsely, "If you want it so bad, put it in yourself."
A shaky hand reaches down to grasp and stroke at his dick, inadvertently brushing against your swollen clit that has your hips jumping. You bite down on your lower lip in an attempt to concentrate, blindly guiding his slippery cockhead to where it rightfully belongs. All while Seungcheol watches with amusement and a pained expression of how heavenly your hand feels on him — and even more when you succeed and bully him inch by inch inside of your gummy walls that suction and ripple greedily.
"There we go, yeah fuck… just like that."
Further and further, squelch by squelch until your pussy stretches to swallow and take him all. Only a finger's width between your pelvises kissing one another, knuckles snug against his heavy scrotum. You release him with triumph, clinging again to his neck. Seungcheol takes the final push and you let out simultaneous moans when his balls settle warmly against your ass and the neatly trimmed hairs at the base of his shaft are flush with your pubic bone. The tiny rough strands becoming even more soft and soaked by all of the arousal leaking out of your hole and his slit.
"Mine," he affirms and sticks his pinky through the open diamond heart pendant, nail lightly scratching the front of your throat.
"Yours." You hold onto his wrist, finally feeling so deliriously full and giggling a bit because you're somewhat light-headed. "You're mine too."
"Yeah, all yours, baby."
Seungcheol's beginning thrusts are slow, deep, and concentrated. He barely leaves your warmth, only sliding a little bit back before a harsh thrust forward to nudge his tip against the rougher spot that has some drool dribbling at the corner of your mouth out of sheer pleasure.
That doesn't last long though, the both of you are extremely worked up and super sensitive. It only takes a few minutes before he's setting an erratic pace. Strong forearms cage your head to protect it and keep you somewhat stationary while giving him enough strength to absolutely plow into you without forgiveness.
The couple thousand dollar choker starts to shift against your skin, bouncing ever so slightly in time with each repetition of relentless slams into your pussy. Such a sight delights Seungcheol so much, eyes focused on the glittery accessory and listening for its rhythmic jingle — bruising your tender flesh in ways that his lips don't — that ends up drowned out by the continual slap of the hard fucking he delivers.
"Gonna cum for me, sweetheart? Let me fill ya up?"
"S-soon! 'm gonna cum… so soon!"
"I… know. Oh fuck, I know baby. Let go for me, please. Surrender… ngh 'n give it all to me."
A powerful climax washes over you like a surprise, the setoff finalized by the large hand placed on your tummy. Applying just enough pressure to feel every vein and ridge of the cock against your inner walls while on the outside, Seungcheol lets out a guttural and feral groan at the upward bulge beneath his fingertips.
You let go with a wail that's swallowed by his lips capturing yours. Your nails dig into whatever you're grasping onto, teeth unconsciously biting down on his tongue you meant to simply caress with your own.
He lets out a strangled "oomph!" but the pain is easily sedated by the seductive way you contract and massage his dick in your unraveling — and then unprompted, he's spilling over the edge too. Coating your walls in thick ropes of white that sear your insides, gobbling up the release with repeated clenches as you both pant and wait for the orgasmic bliss to fade out.
"I think you're so sexy." Seungcheol mumbles the words tiredly into your shoulder and the laugh you let out sounds more like a winded wheeze.
"How lucky I am that you think that, has the post-nut clarity hit yet or… ?"
"I'm serious. I love you."
"I love you too. Happy birthday to my perfect sugar boyfriend or whatever."
He snorts, lifting his head to send you a lazy grin. "Yeah, happy birthday to me — the luckiest bitch on the planet to be loved by you."
"Spoiled is more like it but yeah. I'd say I'm pretty lucky too."
Adoration shines in both of your weary eyes, though Seungcheol has the audacity to lick his now very dry and cracked lips. "Say, was I right in picking out your gift or do you need more test runs?"
"What I need is a hot bath — no funky business — and at least twenty-four hours of sleep."
"That sounds good too. Y'know… if we sleep for a whole other day and confirm our relationship then, we can fuck for two days straight every year as an anniversary celebration!" His voice lowers, already acting naughty and unintentionally work himself up. "And then I'm positive you'll be bred properly."
You slap his shoulder. Hard. "Choi Seungcheol!"
"'m just kiddin'," he blatantly lies and gently pulls out of your sloppy pussy. Grunting at the goop and messy wetness that got everywhere. "Think we'll need to get a new couch."
"Great idea! Now, you can spend your money on something practical."
"Love you too."
"God, what did I get myself into." When you roll your eyes, a toothy grin is what you receive in return.
"I dunno, love, but I think this roommates to fuck buddies to lovers arrangement will work out beautifully, don't you?"
You give him another kiss just to shut him up. If you ever admit he's right, well, that would be with a mouthful of cock and a story saved for another time.
onlyseokmins: September 2023 ©
#ez.creates#svthub#svt.smut#seungcheol smut#choi seungcheol smut#smut#svt smut#seventeen smut#kpop smut#scoups smut#I secretly loathe this fic 😭#1k 🌟
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"Potentially in the mood to answer some thirsts and or short requests"
gojo, just gojo.
don’t make this harder on me — satoru gojo x reader
content/warnings: exes to lovers, some angst, obsession, potentially yandere, they both kith
pairing: gojo x fem! reader
summary: you need him to stop looking at you like that. you’re just friends now. gojo says otherwise.
Ex-bf! Gojo who is so miserably insufferable. You didn’t expect to see him much after you broke up with him, but if there’s one thing Satoru Gojo is, it’s persistent.
You’re not sure what you were thinking, honestly, given the fact that both of you share mutual friends. He’s unavoidable. Akin to a shadow, him. You can feel the way his strikingly blue eyes sear into your skin whenever he’s around.
He’s sweet, too sweet, even after you walked away and left him all lonesome. The break up was more one sided than anything, but when did Gojo ever say no to you?
You wanted some space? He’ll give you some. But you need to know he’ll do whatever it takes to win you back.
He’s sweet while he listens to you, subconsciously leaning in to hear you better, clinging on to every word as though he were afraid he’d miss a single step in the cadence of your voice. Even sweeter when he presses up against you, effectively pinning you in between him and the marble countertops in Suguru’s kitchen.
The party is loud, nearing its climax with everyone too intoxicated to see what’s going on where you two are at. The music drowns out and all you can see and hear is Satoru.
“I’ve missed you so much, baby,” he murmurs against your cheek, pressing a chaste kiss on your plump skin.
The pet name makes you snap back to reality, with both arms trying to push your ex off. He doesn’t budge. He does pull away though, enough for you to see the unmasked disappointment and hurt in his cerulean orbs. Your heart aches, and you have to remind yourself that it’s not your place to comfort him anymore— even if you’re the source of his heartbreak.
Your hands grip at his biceps, in an attempt to both put even more distance between you two and to steady yourself. In return, he tightens the grip on your hips.
You’re trapped. With Gojo. The sensible part of you wants to run, to keep that distance between you both because you know the weaker, less rational side of you wants to curl up in his familiar and warm embrace.
“Gojo,” you begin with a sigh. “You can’t call me that. We’re not together anymore.”
“It’s Satoru to you, princess. And that’s why I’m here right now, I’m gonna change that,” he brings one hand to cup your cheek, and you have to will yourself not to melt into his warmth.
“You can’t change anything,” you whisper, though it sounds more like a plea. Don’t. I don’t think I’ll have the strength to keep refusing you.
“Shh..” he coos, his lips pressing another kiss, this time towards one corner of your mouth. You can practically feel yourself salivate from anticipation. “We did it your way the first time, but now you’ve gotta listen to me, ‘kay?”
You stare at him blankly, afraid that any word or action that comes out of you will betray what you’ve been so adamant about.
Your silence is telling, and Satoru can’t help but smile. He loves how stubborn you can be at times, because it makes the reward so much sweeter.
He kisses you, on the lips this time, with such gentleness that it makes your head spin. You stay that way for a few seconds before he pulls away. You find yourself craving his touch. He studies you for a second, azure orbs calculating before he pulls back in, this time with a more forceful kiss.
You let out a whine of surprise and he swallows it wholeheartedly. He brushes his tongue against your lower lip, urging you to let him in.
And you do.
Satoru moans the minute you part your lips for him, his tongue swiping against yours and easily overpowering it. He wedges one of his legs in between yours, muscular thigh pressing up against the slowly growing wet spot by your core.
Your mind starts to grow fuzzy at the edges because he hasn’t parted from you, and it’s only when both of you are gasping for breath does he pull away, but doesn’t let you go.
“Toru…” you whine.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I want to hear, baby.”
You want to curse yourself for being so weak for him. But with the way he looks at you, how it looks like he thinks you hung the moon, you feel a little bit better.
“You know what else I wanna hear?” His lips brush against your earlobe, and it feels like your entire body is on fire. He nips at the cartilage a bit. “Come back home with me, so you can find out.”
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To give you a quick break from sahed x reader
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An Obey me request! \(≧∀≦)/
Could you do little headcannon/senario thingies of how the brothers react to you asking to kiss them except it is not the right moment at all to kiss them for the first time
eg: lucifer just gave reader and mammon in trouble and then reader asks to kiss mammon
Tehehe（*’∀’人）♥
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Nah I'd be happy to receive more Sahed x reader requests, also please tell me which gender I should write for, because I think I wrote the Sahed fics with a female reader?
because you didn't include the gender in this one, so I'll just try to do it gender-neutral. Also, please help me if I failed doing that.
BROOOOO omg I'd be so embarrassed if I'd ask for a kith after getting scolded at for what i did, but I'd still ask!
Warnings: Angst I guess, but also fluff in most parts, Asmo's is a lil suggestive, Beel is smooth, And Belphie's just a lil shit
word count: 2.3 k
I didn't proofread- I actually never do -why do I always write that fucking sentence down???
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Asking for a kiss at the worst moment
Lucifer had to hold his breath as to not leash out on you. I mean, sure, he loved you very dearly and all that romantic, lovely-dovey shit, but sometimes, just sometimes, you could be an insufferable spouse.
"Do you have any idea what you've just done?!", he instead exclaimed as he looked at the stack of papers which you've spent a good amount on working. "I finished your papers.", you muttered, confused as to why he was so angry.
"I told you to let me handle the papers, ____! You should've gone to the kitchen and-" "and prepare a whole five-course meal for Diavolo and Beel, seperately. Yes, I know, I already did that. And I also made lunch for Levi, Asmo, Mammon -should he come home today early for once- and Satan. Belphie can eat the leftovers."
you did it all in favour of getting your first kiss with him, and you were very eager to get to your goal.
Lucifer looked at you in stunned silence for a moment before he checked the papers. They were all...correctly signed. On top of the stack were a few things you wrote where you had trouble with some papers, and said papers were underneath that propblem sheet so that Lucifer wouldn't have to look through every single sheet.
You actually took tons off work from him today...
"Okay...thank you..", he muttered with a small blush and fond smile, and as you were about to lean in for a kiss (your first kiss with him), Diavolo's loud and cheery voice boomed outside. "Lucifer, may I come in?! There's something amazing I'd like to discuss with you!"
Lucifer looked at your lips in desire for a moment, but before he could give in, he turned around and towards the door to open it.
You were outraged. "Seriously, not even a quick peck??", you asked, angry at the fact that your lover wouldn't even give you a small kiss. You were prepared for everything too.
Your hair was done, you brushed your teeth for an hour and nearly drank half a bottle of mouthwash, and you were all dolled up for him only to face his back?
Lucifer stopped dead in his tracks as he pointed towards the door. "I can't just have Lord Diavolo waiting outside!?", he whisper-yelled.
"So he's more important than your partner, who's only asking for an itty-bitty kiss? Alright.", you muttered before you went to your room.
Yeah..., Lucifer would have to make up for that as soon as possible.
...
Mammon can't help but hold in his laughter at your serious face. You two got scolded by Lucifer again, in account of Mammon's shenanigans, and Lucifer had tick marks on his temple by your lack of reaction.
"Seriously, I wonder what's going on inside your head at the moment, ____!", the eldest sibling yelled at your emotionless face. You looked at Mammon.
"I was going to ask him to share my first kiss with him after you were done yelling at us."
There were a few moments of silence, where you smiled at Mammon, who blushed furiously in return, and the lecture in scolding you both extending from 15 minutes to 45 minutes.
Yeah, it may have been a bad moment to ask, but it was still sweet at the end because you got to kiss your favourite demon.
Mammon passed out after you kissed him.
...
Leviathan was hyper-focused on his game. It was a group game with other players, and Levi didn't want to lose his online teammates.
However, he lost the round when you came in and asked him for a kiss. He stared at you in shock as his skin reddened. His teammates were yelling his eardrumms, but his brain only registered your sweet smile and blushing face.
The display on his computer showed "Game over!". He slowly looked to the red display, and then he cursed under his breath.
"_-____...that was a very...very important round...!", he tried to say calmly, but he slowly grew angry as well.
"Oh, I'm sorry...it's just, you're always playing, and I really like you, and I just wanted a kiss..."
Levi couldn't help but blush furiously. He felt bad for scolding you, and nearly leashing out on you, but he was still mad.
"Th-then p-prove it!"
"Huh? You want me to kiss you? I thought you were mad at m-"
"M-m-my a-anger might s-subside when...w-when I receive kisses from a special h-human..!"
there was a short moment of silence before you leaned down to his level, lifted his chin and kissed him gently. His eyes widened and you felt his breath hitch.
after a few seconds, you pulled back, touching your lips with a smile and pink cheeks. "your lips are so soft, Leviathan..."
Levi.exe has stopped working. Seriously.
I mean, today might've become one of his best days in his life, because even though he lost a round, he got to kiss you, got a compliment about his soft lips, and you also said his full name.
He felt like he lived through hundreds of romance mangas.
Yeah, he...he stopped working.
...
Satan was reading a book, where there was a very interesting scene, and he was very in it. He tried to ignore the rain outside as he was in the world the author of the book described, and his breathj hitched when he read the next few sentences.
"Oh, no, Jessica...don't do it...!", he exclaimed, turning the page quickly to read what would be happening next.
You knocked on the door and stepped inside. "Hey, just wanted to check in on you. I made lunch. Would you like to drink tea with me?", you asked, and Satan noticed a hidden undertone to your request.
But, he shook his head. "No, but thank you. I just need to read that scene quickly, before-"
"C'mon, I haven't seen you all day. I missed you, Satan. Please, just twenty minutes-", you tried to reason, but you were suddenly pressed against the wall as Satan put one of his hands against the wall next to your head, his other one tilting your chin up to look at him.
And Satan didn't have a happy expression on. "Why do you have to be so stubborn, ____...?! There was an interesting scene and...", he stopped talking when he took notice that your eyes weren't directed towards his, but a little more down.
Towards his...
"A kiss is what you wanted, right? naughty ____...", he whispered, and he relished in the fact that you were blushing in embarrassment as you averted your eyes and tried to give him a reason.
"n-no, I wasn't! I-I just wanted to bring you some croissants and t-tea!"
Satan chuckled before he leaned down to your face, his lips mere milimeters away from yours. "You wanted to share your first kiss with me, weren't you?", he asked softly, and you sighed.
"Yes...sorry for b-bothering you, if you want to, I can-mmh!?"
Satan's lips crashed against yours as he pecked your lips with ultimate passion. He kissed you again and again, praising you and thanking you for bringing him food and being so pretty that he can't stay mad at you for long.
You were left breathless as you slid down on a chair as you tried to catch your breath. "Next time, please tell me right away when you want a kiss, ____. I'm always happy to deliver you your wishes, alright?"
You nodded as you tried to calm down your fast heartbeat.
You were happy that your first kiss happened like that.
...
Asmodeus would have normally kissed you after you'd had asked, but he was applying some expensive make-up. He was doing his eye liner when you softly knocked on the door and stepped inside.
"Hey Asmo, what'cha doing?", you spoke quietly as to not disrupt him. "Applying some eyeliner...", he muttered as he slowly traced the line from the inside of his eyelid to the end of his eye.
You watched him for a while, looking at his beautiful face before your gaze stopped on his lips. "Hey...uh, Asmo?"
Asmo stopped shortly before turning to you. "What is it?"
"Uh...well...", you trailed off, and Asmo waited for you as he went back on applying the eyeliner. "I would like you to be my first kiss..."
Asmo's eyeliner went into his hair. he yelled with his mouth closed as he quickly stood up and went to the bathroom. You took a look at the makeup set. It was the one Asmo gushed about for months, and it was also quite expensive.
You felt bad.
You quickly went to the bathroom and knocked. "Asmo? I'm sorry...I didn't really look at the make-up set and-"
the door opened. Asmo's usual cheery smile was gone, instead laced with annoyance and boredom. "And?", he repeated sassily, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded against each other in front od his chest.
"I ...just wanted a little kiss...I mean, I wanted to have my first kiss-"
"Your first?", the pretty boy asked, this time in disbelief. He couldn't imagine that your lips haven't gotten in contact with someone else's before, and you wanting him to be your first kiss?
He felt ecstatic, love for you, and shy, but he also felt very guilty. You just wanted to have a kiss form him -your very first- and he gave you an attitude over some make-up which didn't even fit well with his skin tone.
"Yeah...sorry again for the make-up -?!", you couldn't speak any further when you felt Asmo's, with sweet lipstick applied, lips on yours, in a sweet and tender kiss.
He stroked your cheek gently, and then his lips parted. "How was that?", he asked softly as he looked into your face, which looked absolutely perfect and etheral to him.
you blinked a few times before smiling giddily. "Perfect. Thanks.", and you giggled while hiding your face.
Asmo's face darkened, as he panted slightly, and his cheeks got red all of a sudden. "I could also be your first in se-" "No."
...
Beelzebub had bought a food from the human world he's never tasted before. It was a döner/ kebap, and he was nearly dying at the delicious smell.
The turkish burger was still hot, and Beel took his time to actually take a pic before eating slowly, bite after bite to relish in the otherworldy taste.
However, you showed up and sat yourself next to him. Today would be the day you'd ask Beel for a kiss. Your first kiss with anyone, and you wanted it to be Beel. I mean, you loved him, after all.
Beel's food was starting to go from hot to warm and he wanted to quickly bite down- "Say, Beel...could you be my first kiss?", you asked after he was about to swallow the first bite.
He choked on his food, and you grew panicked. You slapped him hard on his back and he coughed out the first bite, staring at it sadly and in dissappointment as it landed on the alumium-foil.
"My first bite...", he murmured, and he sighed. His appetite emptied rapidly. you then came to realization that this was Beel's first kebap, and he wanted it to be special. you just blew it.
"Wait, is this your first time eating kebap?! God, I am so sorry, Beel! Wait, I-I'll get you a new one-"
"No need...say, were you honest about the kiss part?", he then asked.
You blushed in embarrassment. "y-yes, but-" "Then kiss me. As a form of payment for ruining my moment with the first bite."
You blushed even more. "A-are you sure? I...I don't wanna pressure you-"
"____, if there's anyone in Devildom or the human world I'd like to kiss, it would be you. Now pelase hurry up or my kebap will grow cold."
you hesitated for a moment before you went towards Beel, whose cheeks darkened when you stepped closer. "Tell me when to stop...", you murmured before you pecked his lips softly.
You parted, and Beel kissed you back before you could say something. He placed the kebap on the table, forgetting about it the moment it left his fingers as Beel kissed you more and more feverishly, and in the end, you two made out, with Beel invading your mouth with his tongue.
You couldn't have asked for a better moment for a kiss from Beel.
(he ate it even after it got cold and invited you to a date afterwards.)
...
Belphegor was always asleep, so it never was a good moment to wake him up and ask him for a kiss. Still, you wanted to kiss that lazy bitch and woke him up by force.
"What the hell...?!", he groaned before he caught sight of you. "What do you want?"
"A kiss. My first kiss for you to take, actually.", you stated, crossing your arms in front of your chest. If it were for the other brothers were you'd ask for a kiss, you'd be shy and bashful, but you somehow fell for Belphie and here you were now.
Belphie looked at your thighs for a moment, remembering how he'd have the best naps on them, but he snapped out when you made an "ahem" sound. "So, you wanted a kiss and had to wake me for it? Couldn't you just wait until I was done sleeping?"
"And when would that be?"
"..."
"Nevermind, let me ask Lucifer-"
"I'm up! I'm up!", he exclaimed tiredly as he sat up as quick as possible. He sat up like a grandpa and even held his back.
"Come here.", he demanded, and you scooched over to him with a smile. 'Yes, finally, my first kiss!', you thought when you closed your eyes in anticipation.
Belphie looked at your face for a moment with a fond smile before dropping the smile, putting his lips against yours and then falling back down the bed and passing out on the spot again.
You were outraged.
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heyyyy, sorry if I didn't make it how you liked, I had to rethink what I was writing, because in Levi's part I wrote it so that they were doing a bet at first and the loser would have to do what the other one said, and that ending in a sweet kiss before I remembered your request and deleted the paragraphs💀
Anyways, it was actually fun, and I hope I wrote it how you'd expect it from me. If not, please tell me, I'll try to write it again, but better.
Read you in the next post!
#obey me#obey me!#obey me mc#obey me x mc#obey me x gn!mc#obey me x reader#obey me x gn!reader#obey me! mc#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#mammon x reader#lucifer x reader#mammon x mc#lucifer x mc#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me shall we date#obey me nb#obey me fanfiction#obey me fanfic#obey me mammon x reader#obey me mammon x mc#Obey Me#obey me imagines#obey me one master to rule them all#obey me fluf#obey me fluff
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seasons / kkh
word count: 1,696
genre: fluff and slight! angst
synopsis: making back the time with bf!hyuka now that he’s back from tour ★ request
note: i wanna give the largest fattest kith to the anon who requested this :’(
soundtrack: seasons by wave to earth
Kai is easily sunshine — in every single aspect. He warms you up, never fails to make you feel better even by text alone, and excluding the existence of gravity, he reels you in in orbit.
It’s the same reason that why now that he’s finally here with you after only four but very long months, it feels like you’re experiencing the first day without rain.
A gentle squeeze to your hand has you returning to Earth, thumb rubbing over your knuckles. Kai swings your intertwined hand back and forth as he continues telling you about one night after a certain stop during their tour. It’s so funny that he can’t seem to get through it, stopping to laugh and apologize for laughing, bringing your squeezed fingers to use them to move his bangs. He could have easily used his other hand, but he’s too busy rubbing circles mindlessly into your tummy. You can’t help yourself either. His smile and laughter is so contagious; it feels like you haven’t laughed or smiled this much since the last time he was here physically.
The soft bump in his nose is so beautiful, the sweet eye crinkles that reflect the sweetness that blossoms from his beam, that beauty mark on the right side of his warm neck, his light, clean, citrus scent mixed with his freshly washed clothes — it’s all here right in front of you. After so long. It seems silly in hindsight considering you’ve endured longer without being able to see each other. As years go by, you both have learned it gets harder saying goodbye every time.
Your boyfriend and the boys landed right before noon, and you’d waited for their arrival at their dorm, feeling like an obnoxious puppy with the way you anxiously paced for him. It was pure joy and love at first turn of the door knob. Kai had practically lifted you in his arms with all the endorphin driven adrenaline and momentum at his overwhelming happiness of being reunited with you. The boys simply chuckled and watched in amusement before FOMO hit. Such a reunion should have wrought tears and half-humiliated kisses, but instead, you two were grinning ear to ear, holding hands, being quietly lovey dovey.
Evening has taken over of the day you’d been waiting for for so long, and now, in the dorms, it’s just you and him. The boys had said they were heading over to play basketball, Yeonjun throwing you a wink, to which you both had whined in unison, making synchronized laughter of different accents and textures ring through the air.
There is no space between you, such a word doesn’t exist in this here. Why should it? You’d missed an entire season with him, and time persevered nonetheless. Impossibly, you wanted to make back all the time you’d missed with each other. He felt the ache of lost time, felt the ache of missing you, and even if more time like this was to be lost again, here and now outweighed everything else. Now with the way your legs are crossed into each other, your hand that’s molded with his, his hand on your tummy, your hand on his chest, playing with the string of his sweatshirt, on the living room sofa like it’s your own little world. It feels like it. It always does when it comes to him.
Now, that reality has settled, the dust of his arrival no longer flurries in the air, you feel like such a thing, such a moment as precious as here and now, can’t be. Not when you had shared some broken phone calls, yearning through the digital medium, showing half your faces through FaceTime, not when you’d worked your ass off everyday in hopes of making time go by faster with it being occupied, not when you’d prayed for his things to go smoothly throughout the tour and especially for him to comeback soon, even if it meant time were to skip and the universe would be tipped on its side. You were willing for anything if it guaranteed your Hyuka would be back.
And here he is. Laughing so big and contagious, the frequencies of it bring you effervescent warmth, his wide but love shaped body pressing into yours to ignite it even further. Even if the story reads Typical Tubatu, you’re smiling so big and laughing too, even if you get only part of the story because of his interrupting giggles. Maybe such untapped expressions explain why stray tears from what you thought were laughing too hard snowball into endless streams and a smile that turns into a frown.
“And Beomgyu hyung just kept going! Soobin hyung wasn’t having it, but it was still! — s-so — oh… Y/N?” A hiccup of a sob escapes your curled lips when he stops, leaning in and his own eyes glazing over at acknowledgement of your emotion. He’s still smiling, it’s softer now, the sunlight in his eyes still bright but again, softer now with brief overcast of his sensitivity towards your tears. His hand drops from your tummy and comes to catch the tears that keep flowing.
“‘M-I’m sorry!” You laugh, sniffling, or sniffle, laughing, really, you’re a mess of it all. Kai coos, shaking his head, so delicate in the way he holds your face, other hand still squeezing yours. You use your sleeve to rub at the rest of your face. He keeps shaking his head to your apologies, closing in to pepper kisses on your cheeks when you don’t let up, when you keep crying.
“Y/N,” he asks with a tone that suggest he’s pleading but for what, you don’t know. Your lips shake. Kai chuckles wetly, your heart squeezing at the thought of him even crying over this sudden slip up of emotion of yours. “I’m sorry,” you say not for the last time, he sighs against your salty lips. He places his forehead against yours, slotting his body closer against yours.
“I just — Kai, I missed you so much. I-I’m so happy, I can’t — I can’t help it! I missed you so much it hurts and I-I can’t…I’m so lucky you’re here. It’s too good to be real!” You cry brokenly, trailing off to giggle at yourself for being so taken, and Kai mirrors your expression entirely, nose reddening, sniffling, and giggling, too. He kisses your the column of your nose, nosing your own once he pecks your mouth a bit clumsily. He does so with purpose, it looks like.
“I’m sorry that I had to leave, I really am, but I swear, I’m here now. And I too am so, so, stupidly happy to be here with you,” Kai steals a few but meaningful kisses from you, keen on trailing the side of your face with his hand, as if to commit it to memory, to mind, to muscle, to heart. He steals your breaths from you, recycling them, when oxygen returns to your lungs slowly but surely — a sheepish laugh leaving your mouth against his because of it all. Kai brings your intertwined hands to his lips, kissing your knuckles, the backside of your palm, your phalanges, and your thumb.
“I missed you so much, my sweet. Feels like one of the many, many dreams I’d have all those lonely nights without you while I was abroad. All throughout the day, I’d think, ‘the alarm should go off any minute now…’ and it never does. I hope it never does. I wanna stay here forever with you.” You’re going to cry again, moving in to kiss him, and he meets you halfway. Lips against the other, your smiles all but mold together. “I love you, Y/N.” He whispers and you hear it twice: through your ears and the burning skin of your lips.
“I love you more.” You say, and his laugh comes out muffled.
It’s a long moment of closeness being fulfilled, soft kisses filling the air every now and then, before you pull away, cheeks red and tear streaked. You lean away, as he lays his head against the top of the sofa, your fingers brushing some of his trimmed fringe back. He cut his hair. He’s so handsome, it somehow makes him look all the more charming and adorable.
“I interrupted your story, Kai. Please continue for me, if you can. I want to hear every single thing you have to say.” Your fingers brush the warmth of his flesh, and he flutters his eyes shut almost in reverence. He nods, opening them, and pecking at your pulse point. Such an easygoing smile graces his lips, so gentle and serene, and yet the repercussions are enormous. Your heart falls back into place. Everything does. Now, that your Kai is back.
“If you say so.” He laughs and sighs after a brief pause, eyes meeting yours. “Thank you for waiting for me.”
You gasp, mouth forming a pout at that.
“Come on, Hyuka. You know me!” Your tone eases up especially when you reposition yourself on him, closer in on him, both of your hands flattening across the width of his chest to lean on him, legs curled with his, your face nuzzling against his shoulder. “I’d wait a thousand years and more just for you.” You whisper, cheeks hot at the shyness of your confession.
Practically swooning and sweating with how speechless you left him, Kai just sputters out an awkward, little, “thank you” before practically deflating and silently whining when you start laughing at him, quickly turning such a heartfelt moment back to the lighthearted scene that the boys had left, who now return to tease at the lovey dovey-ness. You peel off of Kai, back to hand holding, back to listening to his story telling — aided by the others who make it all the more funnier and real — and let the feeling home overtake you, stealing one last glance at your boyfriend, your eyes and his melting and closing like honey.
Kai may be your sunshine, but unbeknownst to you, you’re his entire life, you’re his seasons, and he’d trade everything for you within a heartbeat.
#txt imagines#txt x reader#hueningkai x reader#hueningkai imagines#hyuka fluff#hyuka x reader#txt soft hours#txt fluff#txt angst
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Hi, I love your writing so much, I literally have your blog bookmarked so I can get to it easily. Would you be able to do Nezha, Tang, Mayor (Maybe after S3?) and Scorpion Queen with an S/O whose love language is mostly physical affection (like if they walk into the room there will be a lot of hugging and random kisses) and words of affirmation? Cause I don't see much with them and it's not fair. ;-;
Sorry for not updating in a while, school is draining my energy and motivation to even start writing, I'll be back in shape when weekends come,, hopefully
Take this fic as an apology haha
❀ I want to be with you, all the time ❀
: Physical touch love language s/o
: Nezha, Tang, Mayor, Scorpion queen, gn! Reader
: Fluff and slight suggestive at Mayor's part
Nezha
Finds it really amusing
Whenever you rush towards him with open arms he's smiling at you like "here we go again" and happily hugs you back
Adores it when you kiss his forehead and will gladly return the favor
I swear he's much more happy whenever he's with you
Literally turns into a different person when you aren't around
One time he was told to go on a mission without you, he was always in a bad mood
Grumpy cause his s/o isn't there to give his head kithes >:(((
Wukong definitely teased him about it, come on, it's Wukong
But if you're coming along and just smother him with affection when you feel like it, suddenly being outside isn't that bad
Even if Wukong's there
Since you're constantly giving him affection he's become soft for you and only you
"Hey Nezha buddy, could you pass me th—"
"Get it yourself, monkey"
"Nezha, don't be mean to Wukong"
"Of course, love"
"BLEEGHHGHHDHFHHFHFBFNCN"
If you hug him mid conversation and stay there for a while, he literally doesn't do anything and just continue the conversation like this is the most normal thing ever
It is, they're all just single
But overall, if you're touchy towards him, he'll gladly do the same for you
On closed doors of course
Wukong exists
His favorite moments are just you and your random hugs and kisses all over his face
You make him go crazy ♡
Tang
Flustered baby!!!
His face turns red everytime you hug or kiss him in random places
"Hii, how are you, Tang♡"
"Wh- I- hello??? Um????? Hiiiii????????"
He can't english :(
Shyly gives back the hug, if you wait for him to calm down for like 30 minutes straight
Mei bullies him
Loves it when you just hug him while he rambles all about his favorite stories, via Monkey King or just a random book he saw
Pet and run your fingers on his hair, gosh, he's absolutely smitten
Cat?? Cat
You can't convince me otherwise that this man is like those clingy cats who won't shut up for attention
It's that, but he's too shy to say it out loud so he hints on it instead
Touching shoulder to shoulder, staring at you longer
Cat behavior
Kiss his face and he bursts into all shades of red
If you randomly tell him "I love you" he panics
But if you've been dating for a long long loooong time now, he still gets flustered but then smiles at you with tinted cheeks and the most love struck eyes ever
You spend your nights just laying in bed with you arms wrapped around each other's while you smother him with small kisses as he giggles claiming on how ticklish it is
Mayor
Is also very very amused
Gladly returns the affection with a grinning face
This man is also just as touchy so good luck with that
You randomly kiss his face when ever you feel like it and he just wraps his arms around you and never let's you leave until you give him a hundred more
This man is like the horny horny touching type, so small kisses here and there leads to full on make out sessions
Pulling away to always see a string of saliva connecting your tongues, he's smirking at you with his hands cupping your cheeks and a familiar pink hue hovering on his cheeks
Holds your hand in everything he does
He knows every time you're sneaking up on him for a hug but he pretends to be oblivious cause finds you adorable
"Boo! Bet you didn't see that coming now did you?"
"Haha, aren't you always so full of surprises, my love ♡"
You're the couple everyone is grossed up about cause on how overly fluffy and touchy you're being
LBD's losing her sanity rn cause he won't shut up about you
Scorpion queen
Ecstatic!!!
Loves loves loves it so much!
Squeals in happiness whenever you kiss her with her hands on her cheeks
You're like an extra dopamine rush for her and she's loving every second of it
Hugs you back with the giddiest smile every
Literally is so happy she starts bouncing
And if you join her she starts giggling on how funny you're being
If you smother her face with kisses she just tries to stay still cause he wants more but she gets so happy she starts shaking in her place
You guys are literally so cute with each other you make people feel single just being beside you guys
You spend your days chatting about literally anything and everything with you random kisses and her giggles
Random I love you's here and there makes her day so much better
You're her life support and moral compass, she adores every part of you no matter how big or small
Cutest couple ever ♡
I removed gifs cause they make my phone laggy and it ruins my immersion ugh
#monkie kid#lmk#lmk x reader#nezha#nezha x reader#lmk nezha x reader#monkie kid x reader#monkie kid nezha#monkie kid nezha x reader#tang#tang x reader#monkie kid tang#lmk tang#lmk tang x reader#mayor#mayor x reader#lmk mayor x reader#monkie kid mayor x reader#scorpion queen#lmk scorpion demoness#lmk scorpion queen x reader
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hiya!! do you have any sangyeon fics rec? 🥺
hi! of course I do babe 💕 here you go:
Hate Is a Strong Word by yours truly 😉 (I pride myself in this work so much so this is a self-promote haha)
A Friend in Need & Can I Call You Daddy? by @dontflailmenow (when I say I folded, I FOLDED 😩 I can still feel shivers down my spine remembering these fics)
First Day Jitters by @destiny-fics (converted me into finger sucking ngl skjdfndjks please read the whole series if you can!)
Pay Attention To Me, Baby by @tbzxnight (even if it's not long, the general pacing of this had my heart racing 😵💫)
Single!dad x babysitter! reader by @moonshineboyz (I fucking SCREAMED at that one part I'm not gonna spoil it so read it!)
Forbidden Territories by @sugarcherriess (okay some dark themes here ish since it's mafia related + it's got Hyunjae BUT it was well written and considered the reason why I'm a sangmil girlie tbh)
Taekwondo boy!Sangyeon by @sangyeonsofthours (steamy steamy steamy I would like to get kissed by him like this too please 😮💨)
A Daydream Like You by @sxcret-garden (honestly this was one of the first fics I read of sangyeon and I fell in love with him even more after this 🥺)
From The Heavens by @bae-del-moon (I actually waited for updates on this one every week, writing is so fucking amazing I wish I could write something as great as this!)
Bad Luck Charm by @thepixelelf (me? reading fluff? ofc I do I'm not all nasty 🤪 but seriously this was too cute I wanted to give him a lil kith after reading this)
Black Magic by @khonshu-ed (another fluff! I felt sooo many tingles throughout my body after reading this, it was too cute I wish there was a continuation of it!)
Here is a Wattpad recommend I have too:
Inside Us by @/sixeaj (this is a crime story so there are trigger warnings BUT GOD DAMN I would like to hang this masterpiece up on my wall, and I'm probably thinking about reading it again fr I loved it so much 😩)
I'm pretty sure I'm missing loads of amazing work but these are the ones I would say had an impact on me somehow kjsdnfjn hope you enjoy! 🥰
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꒰PLATONIC FORMS OF AFFECTION I WOULD BESTOW UPON THE ELECEED CHARACTERS IF GIVEN THE CHANCE ༉‧₊˚✧
↷notes: i had fun with this one lol. Feel free to rb or comment with your own forms of affection you'd give to eleceed characters as well!
Jisuk: Hug on the shoulders or an really loud, really hard ‘i like ya cut g’ slap on the neck
Sucheon: Back rub/that circular motion you do to someone when you’re comforting them (or when they’re throwing up lmao)
Dark: Hand squeeze because I feel like he’d be stiff as a board when it comes to hugs
Gangseok: Shoulder rub, like that kind of ‘im proud of you son’ shoulder rubs dad to their sons
Jiwoo: Forehead kith <33 I feel like he would take platonic kisses the best out of all of them
Wooin: Cheek pinching. I feel like he has very pliable cheeks
Subin: Back hug! There is a 50% chance she would get surprised and kick me and shatter every single of one of my bones and working organs but that is okay!!
Jiyoung: front hug, but a very gentle one <333
Inhyuk: Jump onto his back like an koala and make him piggy back me bcuz the fun uncle vibes are strong within this one
Suman: A hug </3 or gift him an nap sdnasjdas
Boyoung: Bone crushing hug because I adore her <33
Jaehyuk: Also a bone crushing hug except I’m really looking to break his bones because he’s a skrunkly <33
Kayden: that homie 'slap on the ass' kind of thing because it's funny asf in my head
Curtin: ^^^ except it's like 10x more funnier because it's fufcking curtin. can you imagine how disgusted he'd be omg
Gahin: braiding his hair or maybe an bandaid because he probably still has that injury from Duke
Asher: surprise hug! i hope he would be pleasantly surprised by it!
Duke: surprise hug! I hope he is shocked to the point of cardiac arrest!! <3333
#eleceed#seo jiwoo#kang sucheon#boyoung#kang suman#yoo jiyoung#wooin#yoo jisuk#lee subin#goo inhyuk#sorry duke enjoyers
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OTTER BOOM KITH KITH 🦦💥
(I'm wiggling until I'm dancing, I'll be whispering until I'm screaming
I'm wiggling until I'm dancing, I'll be whispering until I'm screaming)
I remember back then – I WAS FUCKING DEAD
Lying in bed, afraid of tomo' – NOWHERE ELSE TO GO
Every single minute, and every single decade
Depression, dread and doom – TILL THE CHANGE OF MOOD
I WAS A BOMB, FOREVER TICKING, AND LOOK AT ME, FUCKING WORLD
BULLSHAT MY WAY THROUGH LIFE
ALONE AND PRAYING
BULLSHAT MY WAY THROUGH LIFE
When would it go away?
So at last, I closed my eyes
Dreamed of the day I'd be alive
But I was already awake
Ugh
Give me a fucking break
I GOT TIRED OF WISHING FOR THE PRETTY
FUCK THAT SHIT, LOVE ME RAW, CUT THROUGH ME
I REMEMBER BACK THEN, I WAS FUCKING DEAD
BUT YOU CAME ALONG – RHYTHM OF MY SONG
(I'm wiggling until I'm dancing, I'll be whispering until I'm screaming)
My secret sin that I keep all to me
It's named Owen, it makes my heart shaky
Pump all my blood, never on empty veins
Adrenaline rushing through all my chains
till I splatter my guts and love
ALL OVER THE FLOOR
I just woke up with a vision – LET'S LIVE OUR LIFE LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT
"Oh, kitten, we could be so great"
I'VE HAD AN IDEA BETTER YET
PRAY TELL, MY EVIL KITTY
WHY BE SO GREAT
WHEN YOU COULD BE DEGENERATE
You made me go otter boom
Boom otter boom boom
Come throw up ON MY COUCH
I'll tell you my evil THOUGHTS TONIGHT
BLOOD, PEE, VOMIT AND A FOURTH ONE
YOU KNOW I AIN'T GOING NOWHERE
(Lovely little clay thing
You woke up a demon in me
And I feel safe, yeah, so safe
I'll never go to sleep now)
#writings#song#song lyrics#to owen#blood#trash#my songs#writing#my art#literature#my writing#art#gift songgif#gift#gift art#music
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SMOOOCHES!!! Hiii darling! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ꒱ა
This isn’t a story but really just me coming on here to talk so I hope you don’t mind! I’m sorry if it’s ever a bother or disturbs you! But I finally finished with all my exploration~! Well, I actually finished on the 10th of July (aka this month) BUT I felt a little shame to just come on here and say that I had finished I was too embarrassed;; but how has everything been? I hope you’re staying fresh in this blazing summer (it’s literally like 115° every single day here it’s unbearable for me and my dog) and also making the most out of it! I’m dreading going back to school in less than a month I’m not ready!!! (Leaks mentioned: ALSO HAVE YOU HEARD OF A SUPPOSED NEW DOTTORE SOUNDTRACK? It sounds so good AND IT MAY BE A CUTSCENE kinda like Kazuha’s friend or Makoto’s in the Archon Quests! I’m really hoping we get more lore on our boo boo Dottore he’s just so interesting!!) I also just recently read a VERY lengthy character analysis on him and oh mygskkd. It really helped me get to understand Dottore as a character and how it disapproves of many misconceptions of himself. (Like being a sadist for ex.) if you ever want the link I can send it since it was on tt. And the day I’m writing this it’s Childe’s birthday, which ironically enough my mom also shared a birthday with him LMAO. (She’s only aware of this bc of how much I dawn over the chars 😭) and to answer your question from one of the recent brainrots I had made “who are you saving up for” I’m actually saving up for Zhongli cons! He’s at C0 rn but in hoping to at least get C2 or C3, but I also won’t be spending my almost 400 wishes on him since I really want a lot of the Fontaine characters, and I’m still hoping for Dottore to become playable soon 😭 (this is me trying to cope) but I hope you have a wonderful day and week!! But before I end this off, can we agree the Dottore pictured in Nahida’s cute story with Wanderer IS ADORABLE?? Like i sometimes just wanna write about the little creature because it’s so cute. Is he ugly? A little but he’s ugly in the cute way!!! I swear I would just want to hug him to sleep. (Many ideas with fragile reader come to mind now LMAO) but anyways !!! I give you so many chu chus n cuddles n a lot of love!! Make sure you’re staying healthy and drinking water in this scorching heat. I give u so many kisses your heart explodes!!! ><
- from your boo boo bear 🎐 anon!! ૮ ྀི◞͈ ˔ ◟͈ ྀིა
🎐 ANON!!! I MISSED YOU AHHH!!!!
It's more than okay i love talking to you!!! And OMF I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!! I know it was such a grind and probably a bit exhausting at times but I'm so proud of you 😌💖 Giving you lots of kithes and hugs!! Mwahhhh!!
115 DEGREES??? HOLY- I thought it was hot where I live 😭 I'm barely surviving like every other summer but omg I'm so sorry 😭 And you have a dog?? How cute! What type of dog do you have, if i may ask?🥰 Though i have been unproductive all summer unfortunately, the heat makes me not want to do anything haha
AND YESSSS IVE SEEN THE LEAKED OST MY EYES POPPED OPEN AT THE POSSIBLE DOTTORE APPEARANCE 👁 IM SO EXCITED I WANT HIM IN FONTAINE BADLY!! Also i think I've read the same character analysis on tiktok like you, was it called "Sadist or Scientist" and had many many slides? With the character and design analysis? If yes i too read it and it was so good! I love seeing analysis on him especially since there are not much crumbs on him. Oh and happy belated birthday to your mom! I hope you had fun with her!💖
Omg almost 400 wishes??? I havent had that much since the time I've saved for Wanderer 👏 I really hope you get lots of cons for him! I also love Zhongli sm but that man has avoided me on all three banners. First banner i didn't have enough primos and missed him, second banner i lost to Qiqi, third banner i lost to Jean lol. I forgot he is coming so i will try to get him again for the fourth time 🤣 Manifesting hard for you 💖🙏 (Dw I'm also coping on playable Dot😭😭)
AND YESSS OMG I LOVE THE LIL STRANGE DOT CREATURE SO MUCH. I need someone to make a good quality plushie of that creature so i can cuddle it 🥺 HYV was probably intending to make the creature look unsettling, but nah, i wholly think it's adorable. I would hold its little hand. (Always ready to listen to your fragile reader ideas tho 😌🤞)
Hehe I'm giving you lots of more cuddles and kisses!! 🫂 I hope you're staying hydrated as well!! We shall get through this heat together 💪 Smooch smooch !! <33
#smooches talks#🎐 anon#one day... one day there will be a genshin character with the same bday as me#omg but yea i freaking despise summer ugh#im a cold weather girlie 💖#SMOOCHING U HARD 🎐 ANON ILYYSMMM
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not really a drawing request but id love to know more about your ocs??? from what you’ve posted they look amazing??
Thank you VERY much!!! i forgot how much i love to talk about them
(sorry for the old art or picrews, i am too excited to not talk about them and simultaneously not patient enough to redraw them)
All picrew links: Kit + Kevín + Lilly Annalise Piper + Cecily Mikael + Claire Princeton
here's a general overview of everything that exists:
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part 1: em groups
you should at least be vaguely familiar with my em. every single au and whatever hetalia character i feel like grabbing for that day goes in there. interesting little tidbit that somehow hasn't come up so far is that in more human AUs of mine he's part irish! ~20% of icelandic males and 60% of females actually have irish/keltic ancestry!!! ireland being his mom hc is going WILD in me. he's also very magic because that headcanon singlehandedly started the ice obsession in me. how well in tune he is with it and how exactly it looks like depends on the au . i also make him closer friends with swe and fin because i can👍
(excerpt from my em content dedicated whatsapp group with just my (non-hetalia) best friend and me: )
le is there a lot because i love him so so much. incredibly phoenix coded man
there's also monaco, gwendolyn or gwenny to me. she's a permanent resident because i support women's rights (slaying) and wrongs (gambling addictions)
a notable not fully formed character is faroe islands! petra sometimes, emma other times. i genuinely don't know where those names come from. i heard the faroe islands and iceland being referred to as "kind of like twins" and as each othere's "best friends" *somewhere* and i am VERY normal about that too. oh SO normal
part 2: mikael's world
a fusion of 2 groups put into one world, connected by one flimsy tie. it's mostly analogous to real life but no homophobia👍
Group A: Pentagon
Mikael started out as a swedish micronation oc but we don't talk about that. he has a chicken called omelette because of inside jokes during... my wattpad era... shudders. i project onto him a lot and lots of his design is just wish fullfillment. while i love my ocs suffering and angst, because i put so much of myself in him, ultimately, his story is one of healing. major point of difference between us though is that his parents abandoned him and mine... didn't.do.that. 💀👍
Claire and Piper both actually started out as minecraft skins i made for fun!! and then i made them kith:3
Cecily and Kit were added becaue i felt like something was missing to complete the friendgroup!
Group B: menace club
Kevín and Lilly are my ACNL and ACNH side accounts...... and Annalise was some pretty trans woman i drew one day there's nothing much to this
Part 3: D&D
so.. confession: i haven't actually played d&d yet! but my friends love it a lot, i love a couple ttrpg podcasts so.. yeah i have a couple concepts!
The Leighlar Pilayden, or blueberry bitchfuck as i like to call him, Half Elf sorcerer who was abandoned as a babg and raised in a cult which, in a world with multiple deities, somehow ended up believing in the *one* that doesn't exist! he's a sorcerer but they all think his powers a blessing from their god
MY BABY MY SOBBING WET CAT SON! PRINCETON INTEKONA!!!
TIEFLING BARD I might get to play as him soon... negative strength, the only reason he has such a high charisma stat is because everyone pitties him... he accidentally ended up in a criminal gang... he plays the pan flute and bagpipes... pathetic baby
Part 4: Miscellaneous
All the Characters that are alone in their worlds!
(^aesthetic wise but he definitely kins larry)
Brian is the brain cell a friend and i are sharing and also the last one we have. he's a SOO overworked office worker. he has to handle EVERYTHING he's so exhausted please give him a break. he recently got a boyfriend. good for my him
Recently re-named Ailbhe used to be Avery and is a genderless, fully white skinned(as in colour not the skin colour we associate with the word. imagine porcelaine!) and neon yellow haired fallen angel/ex-demi-god!! not much lore but... lots of potential!!
Firenze is... idk he just happened in one history lesson in 2018 and now he's here. bunny boy with lots of responsibilities around the palace!!!
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and ... phew. i THINK that's it? mostly? oh my god. if. there's anyone you wanna know more about... tell ME
#how in the actual fresh hell do i tag this?#trick question#i won't tag this!#except for this#of course
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Honestly Sylvn is SMASHING everyone here. There is no pass. Smashing every single one of you. Let him give u kith
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kcisk downyoyurdoor hm. Kicks down your door. give me crowrean bingo. and enazuki. and you get the same bonus of random engage ship. Uno Reverse Card
I DIDNT EVEN SEE YOU GAVE ME CROWREAN OOPS! if you want me to do another 3rd to make it up to you uhhhhhhhhhhhh You can. think fast.
anyway enazukis incoming first.
tentatively i wanted to check off obsessed with each other and fundamental trust and adoration but [making vague gestures] Given their current state. they're not quite There, Fully. "but deserving a domestic au is?" Yeah. they need to go on a nice little girls date w airi and shizuku again or an aquarium date without any emotional gut punches from either michuki or ena. just let them kith. psekai stop putting off mizuki fully confiding in ena im going to explode Right Now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sorry for what im doing with engage. btw.
its gregory/alear. sorry. genuinely, i hope whoever at intsys decided that the 2 magic boys would've been made in a pressure cooker just to make me feel every single possible emotion at once is sleeping with one eye open at night. It;s so hard bc gregory being a dlc character leads to limited supports = not enough outside information for me to imagine scenarios in my head but like. I promise you. I think about these two alot.
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Crying for the fear of Allah (SWT)!
Imam ‘Ali Naqi (A.S) narrates that Prophet Musa (A.S) asked Allah, “O Allah! What is the reward for one whose eyes shed tears with your fear?” The reply was, “O Musa (A.S)! I shall save his face from the heat of the Hellfire and prevent him from the hardship of the Hereafter!”
The Prophet of Islam (P.B.U.H&H.P) said, “One whose eyes water with the fear of Allah, in return for every drop of his tears Allah will give him a palace in the Heaven. The palace will be decorated with pearls and precious stones.”
Imam Ja’far As-Sadiq (A.S) said: If the sins create such a distance between the sinner and the Heaven that will be equivalent to the distance between the Firmament and the Taht as sara, the person will grieve and cry that the Heaven comes close to him as the eye is to the eye-lashes!
The people, who cry over their sins with Allah\'s fear in the world, will be happy with Allah’s Mercies on the Day of Judgment. Everything has a weight and measure. But a single drop of tear of compunction can cool the fire of many rivers of fire in the Hell. The face that carries the tears of remorse over the sins committed, Allah will make the Hellfire Haram on him.
A people who have even one person who grieves and mourns, Allah will have His Mercy on the entire community!
Imam Muhammad Al-Baqir (A.S) said, “The tears that flow with Allah’s fear on the cheeks in the darkness of night are more pleasing to Allah than anything else.”
Imam Ja’far As-Sadiq (A.S) has said, “On the Day of Judgment all the eyes will be crying excepting of three persons. One of them who closed his eyes to the things that have been pronounced as Haram by Allah. Another is the person whose eyes remained open in obedience to Allah. The third person is that whose eyes shed tears with fear of Allah in the nights.”
Ishaq bin Ammar narrates that he told to Imam Ja’far As-Sadiq (A.S): O Imam (A.S)! I want to cry but tears don’t come out! Many a time I try to remember the dead of my kith and kin thinking that it might give vent to my tears. Is it legitimate to do this?
The Imam (A.S) said, “It is legitimate! But when you start crying gets busy remembering Allah!” The Imam (A.S) said at another occasion, “If you are unable to cry, put your thoughts on it! Even if you get a tear as small as a fly, it will be good for you!”
Imam Ja’far As-Sadiq (A.S) said once, “When you have any fear or you have a wish to make, then first praises Allah. Then call for peace on the Prophet (P.B.U.H&H.P) and his Ahl al-Bayt (A.S). Then submit to Allah for His Mercies! Man will be closest to Allah when he has his head in the prostration of prayer and is crying for His Help.”
The Prophet of Islam (P.B.U.H&H.P) has said: O Abu Dharr! Seven persons will be such that Allah will give them place in His Firmament on the Day of Judgment. They will be:
• The Just Imam (Imam al-Adil)
• The truthful youth.
• The person who does charity hidden from others.
• One who remembers Allah in seclusion.
• One who makes friends with Mu’mins to please Allah.
• One who emerges from the Mosque thinking that he would return to it again.
• One whom a beautiful woman tries to entice, but he says with Allah’s Fear that he is afraid and fearful.
O Abu Dharr! Allah said, ‘I shall not have two fears with my creatures at the same time. One who fears me in the World; I shall have him fearless in the Hereafter. The one who is not afraid of me in the world, I shall frighten him on the Day of Judgment!’
Taken from: IMAMREZA.NETWORK
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Oi Krikkit 💖💖
I hope you're alright & not too tired by your long shifts !!
I'm here for the fic writer's game [I picked 3 emojis because I'm really curious 👀]
1- 🤡
2- 🎶
3- 🤲
Kith 😘
hey Val! i'm exhausted, but it's a little better than it was at the end of 2022 i guess? i promise i'll try and stop complaining about it haha
thanks for the ask, i hope you're doing well too!!
🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?
i once wrote a fic (that i never finished btw oops) about a character that's an absolute disaster (Root from person of interest) trying to charm a character from a totally different show (Lisbon from the mentalist). except the disaster one's just been wounded, so it goes pretty much like this:
character A: cheesy flirty introduction
character B : flustured/lowkey kinda falling for A
character A: passes out on the floor from the pain/blood loss
it was a while back and that fic is definitely not my best, but to this day i think that was hilarious of me.
🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?
almost always when i'm at home! it helps me zone out of Reality and focus on certain scenes. added bonus, when i feel an idea slipping away like those fuckers often do, replaying the song i just listened to is usually a great way to jog my memory and get it back! (one good thing i learned from a decade in college! yay)
these days i've been playing the shit out of castle of glass by linkin park, and since you're a fellow levihan shipper, i can't recommend enough having a listen. it's... literally levihan in the 2nd part of s4, and it breaks my heart every single time (might use some lyrics as a fic title before part3 gets released, because it's THAT fitting)
🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?
I was REALLY nervous anyone would ask that one, because i'm such a pro at modifying even key parts of my drafts right before posting stuff?? but okay, here we go. this is from an snk veterans college AU that i'm not going to finish or post anytime soon:
It's four in the afternoon and Hange just woke up, which their mother would no doubt qualify as a great shame when the day's weather has been so splendid –at least according to Nanaba and Mike, who have been blasting their phone to try and get them to come out with them.
They chuckle fondly. Of course those assholes liked nothing more than to spend their worst hangovers going out for a run at ungodly hours in the morning when Hange was still walking that fine line between still a bit drunk and entering the despair of post-alcohol consumption dehydration, and then exposing their sensitive eyes to way too much daylight for the sake of long term health and detoxifying their bodies.
Masochists.
They scroll down the long list of texts, quickly scanning it and surprised to see even Erwin Always-too-busy Smith replied to the group chat saying he had a free day as well and wouldn't mind spending it in the sun; and finally cave to give into what they'd really intended to do in the first place.
Their heart beating wildly against their ribcage, they get their finger to tap on the other app. Levi's profile picture is surrounded by the familiar orange and purple glint of a new story addition, and Hange's so quick to click on it they sigh at themself –before they lay eyes on the content and it turns into a pathetic pained moan instead.
send me some emoji fanfic writer asks!
#thank you for the ask this was super fun!!#sorry the snippet is so short that was a STRESSFUL ONE to answer aaah#sidenote VERY good gif choice bc a) it's one of my fave hange moments & b) i'm currently writing a one shot that happens that very day!#youre-ackermine#mutuals#asks#levihan fanfiction#snk fanfiction#well not only but that's my main fandom these days so#my stuff#writing stuff
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okay sheesh i’ve been gone for too long exams took up too much of my time why did i chose to be a woman in STEM and god knows if i’ll even pass but 😭 I FINALLY GOT TO READ THE NEW (not so new) LTM UPDATE
a little late but late is better than never no?
FIRST THINGS FIRST i love your writing so much ik i mention this like everytime i send anything but your writing is genuinely mesmerising and i have to re read almost every line because you could rival shakespeare your writing in fact would make him jealous he would literally plagiarise you in fact he would wishe he could write that good if he was still alive!!!
the way yunho is so considerate and knows all of bugs ticks and how she’ll feel 😭😭 the one thin blanket so she doesn’t feel suffocated I CANT he’s so sweet give him not one but TWO kithes!!
and jongho being so caring and keeping watch and taking care of bug his love language is literally acts of service and he is servicing his acts!! big protector boss!! and the little forehead bump was so cute when he blushed when bug held his hand back AND HE CALLED HER LOVE >{^]!|$~! i’m literally gripping my hair rn
BUT BUGS DEVELOPMENT she’s sleeping soundly next to them which means she feels SAFE! and COMFORTABLE! but also the fact that it’s been one year omg that’s their baby that’s literally their baby
NOW HONGJOONG!! the long awaited bugjoong moment hath arrived!! the way he was on her left side so she’d see him instantly and not get scared,,,, the way he was so gentle in waking her up tapping the floor??? him bringing the mattress AND TELLING HER TO SIT BACK DOWN? she was sat instantly like girl me too tf
WE GOT A NEW SIGNED NAME AND ITS MY HONGJOONG!!! she called him HOME!!! and he HUGGED GER AND SHE THINKS SHE LIKES HUGS (girl me too) it’s over for me i’m gone im literally gone bye bye
AND THEN HIS STORYYYYY JOONGS BACKGROUND STORYYYYY him and bug deserved so much better im sat here crying :( but he was being so comforting of bug he was thinking about her mostly when telling his story he needs all the kithes in the world
and then woosan creeping and staring at bugjoong that’s literally all the readers creeping in on bug and her moments with all the ateez members staring like o_o
they’re so snuggly wtf i wanna be there too
anyways as per usual you absolutely DEVOURED THAT it was astronomical im gonna have to re read a couple times now again ‘‘twas too much for me
make sure you take care of yourself MWAH !!
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📚 anon I've missed you <33
gosh babes I totally understand the struggles of being a woman in STEM :")) it's a rough journey but you'll make it! I'm proud of you :D <3
omg omg omg better than Shakespeare??? No way I love you so much omfg <3 thank you thank you <33 that entire paragraph literally had me screaming crying throwing up :'D
yun is SO sweet and he knows his bug SO well :"] he takes such good care of her fr,, def deserves kisses and hugs <33
jongho's love languages are DEF acts of service <33 he just wants to take care of his partners and keep them safe <3 his lil forehead bump with yun was so cute too xD
also shoutout to 🪷 anon for helping me decide what nickname jongho would call bug xD I struggled for SO long and 'love' was mostly their idea hehe
THAT'S THEIR BABY <33 BUG IS ATEEZ'S BABY <33333
HONGJOONG <3 he was SO worried about bug and didn't want to frighten her even though he wanted to speak to her SO bad :') ALSO bug ogling joong's muscles while he brought over the mattress, so true of you babe xD
her home <33 the founder of ateez and the founder of her home <33
and joong's backstory :"(( they were clinging to each other and confronting each other the whole way through <3
woosan watching them snuggle was so cute xD they were blushing and kicking their feet fr :}
hehe I'm so so glad you enjoyed the update my dear <33 thank you again for your lovely review :D I enjoy them every single time <33 take care of yourself as well <33 kiss kiss <3
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-`ˏ @destallo | LEON S. KENNEDY ˎ´-
→ Kith pwease...
( First Five Asks Get A Kiss | ( 5 / ? ) 🗂 )
The mission could have gone better. In hindsight - it should have gone off without a hitch - but Chris should have known that when something seemed a little too perfect, just a little too picture perfect, simple & neat? It was hardly the case - knowing damn well with his current track record that the cleaner the surface, the messier the underneath was.
He thought he'd planned for everything - thought he took all the necessary precautions to prevent anything else from possibly going wrong. Had planned back up plans for the back up plans mentally, studied every exit for a failsafe option if they were ruled out - but still it wasn't enough.
Guilt curls around in his gut like a wounded snake - angry, hurt, feeling one too many strong emotions - it felt impossible to discern just what was what even as he sat with his silence at the other mans side. A single hand was clutched in his own, the steady beep of a heart monitor just off to the side, distant in tone like he was hearing it through water from beneath the waves. In a haze, he tries to remain lucid & present, swallowing down the thickness that threatens to rise even as he feels Leon's steady pulse beat beneath his skin like a weak hummingbirds wing.
Guilt pierces beneath his armor like the curved end of a sharp blade.
He shouldn't have allowed this to happen. Shouldn't have gotten so comfortable in thinking the other man was invulnerable - impervious somehow to the usual shit they dealt with. Leon was human - flesh & blood, still oh so fragile even with all his skills, all his experience - same as him. As hard as they were to kill, fear struck him once more, heavier this time seeing him look so weak in his bed, clad in ugly medical scrubs, bruised & battered, hooked up to one too many machines, unconscious for what felt like days.
But they said he'd be fine - just needed to rest, recover enough before he'd wake again.
Another tense swallow, all before he sighs, crumbling at the blonde's side, ever mindful & gentle as he angles his hand so he can better hold it without possibly risking aggravating Leon's wounds further. The brush of his hand as it remained curled in his own, rests against his forehead, & Chris counts the beats he can hear echoing in his ears like the dulled, rhythmic banging of a drum.
❝ I'm sorry... ❞
He whispers out into the sterile air, the quiet of his tone seemingly sullying the peaceful quiet in a way he couldn't take back - didn't know if he could, or if he wanted to.
He gives the hand in his a weak squeeze, holding onto the warmth he can still thankfully feel, before he draws back, just enough to sit up, still hunched at the Agent's side. His spare hand brushes a few of his bangs aside, out of his eyes, before he feels a bittersweet stab of something fond, still morose at how they fall back into place, askew & covering his closed eyes. While he'd forever bully him for his choice in hairstyles, even he couldn't deny he pulled it off - knows it's ironically what made Leon Leon.
With a deeper sigh, one drenched in a bone-tired, weary fatigue, he wipes his mind of any & all thoughts still muddling about in his mind like dirtied footprints. He wants to focus on the fact Leon survived. He was here still. Not on the failures. It never did anything good at the end of the day, & he's so tired...
Bringing the hand up to his lips, Chris is gentle, keeping the press of lips along Leon's hand featherlight, delicate, even as he rubs soothing motions into the skin.
❝ I'm sorry for dragging you into this... ❞
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#-`ˏ ★ ˎ´- ─ ANSWERED IC.#-`ˏ ★ ˎ´- ─ INTERACTIONS.#destallo#*LEON S. KENNEDY.#→ *𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋. ( 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 )#/ RING A DING DING IM SO SORRY FOR THIS SHIT AAAA#/ CHRIS WOKE UP AND SAID HEY BUT WHAT IF PAIN????
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