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mina-saiyat · 3 months

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Twice Interactive Story Part 1214 Closer (Jihyo)

After saying goodbye to Nayeon, you head back to home immediately as you know Jihyo has been waiting for so long, you nearly forgot what Nayeon has just told you, only the mirror in the carpark reminds you what Nayeon did to your face.

You try to get rid of the mark by washing your face before heading home to Jihyo. You stop by a convenience store and buy some snacks for Jihyo. You double-checked yourself as you arrive home and start bringing the groceries inside.

'Jihyo? Are you there? Jihyo?' You calling her name but you have not heard any response from her.

'Jihyo?' You put down all the staff in the kitchen and you see Jihyo is inside.' She has changed into another custom already, her bare back immediately catch your attention, her bra top is just supported by a little sting, the knock knock sound of her heels seems knocking in your heart. She's too sexy.

You place the groceries on the floor and sneak up behind Jihyo. You put your hands on her waist and pull her in close. "You're looking good, Jihyo. You have such a nice back." You kiss Jihyo's neck while your hands move up and down her body, "sorry I took so long, but I got everything."

Jihyo just enjoying your caresses silently, letting your hands run through her body, squeezing every curve she has. 'I am really working hard in gym, I want to give you a surprise.' Jihyo keeps grinding her ass on your crotch, she can feel how hard you are.

'But we should prepare for the dinner first, right?' Jihyo turns around and hooks your neck, ready to kiss you. However, she stops right before your lips meet. 'Who have you met on the way home? The perfume is not the one that you are using?'

"I ran into Nayeon and her mom in the grocery store. I ended up talking to her in the store's cafe because her mom told us to. It was pretty awkward." You reply as ypu keep your hand on Jihyo's waist. "It’s hard to deny her mom's wishes when she's always been so nice to me."

'You could have told me at the beginning... Fine, today is our day, so let's not talk about others.' Jihyo gives you the kiss that you are waiting for before letting you go.

'Let's prepare for the dinner, should we?‘ Jihyo asks as she starts organizing the groceries in the kitchen.

You give Jihyo another kiss, "Alright, let's get started. Can you be my dessert?" You squeeze her ass before going to get the groceries.

'As you wish, babe.' Jihyo says as she helps you to organize the groceries and unpacking them.

Seeing your eyes are still fixed on her, Jihyo smiles shyly. 'Seems my workout is really successful.' She walks closer, squeezing your bulge. 'Do you believe I can finish you at the kitchen right now by 5 minutes? Seems you won't be focusing on cooking if I am here.'

"I'd like to see you try." You say, squeezing her tits. "I still get my dessert later, right?" You kiss Jihyo's neck as your hands run down her body. "I'll need to really focus if we want to eat dinner any time soon."

'Perhaps I should give a try then?' Jihyo smirks, her hand squeezes your bulge even harder. 'I hope cumming one time is enough for you to stay focus?'

You two making out passionately and Jihyo pushing you to the table, your already loss your patience, your hands are invading inside her bra top.

'Babe, if you can hold on for 5 minutes, your reward is to unlock a new position with me tonight.' Jihyo whispers to your ears before kneeling down in front of you, unzipping your pants, and keep caressing your full hardened cock, the precum makes it even shiny.

"You have a deal." You set up a five minute timer on your phone and put it on the table. You kiss Jihyo's neck, running your tongue along it slowly. "I can't wait to share our bed tonight. We'll get to do that new position."

Jihyo pushes you away and kneels down again, 'Have you thought about what position you want tonight?' She seems totally not in a rush, showing the confidence.

Jihyo slowly removes her bra top, her big pair of mounds pop out, attractive as always. Your hand automatically cupping them, feeling their warmth. 'Wait a second.' Jihyo smirks seductively, still jerking your shaft slowly while another hand of her is searching her pockets, and it comes out with a bottle of massage oil.

She pours nearly half of it on her tits, your hands are also covered by it. 'Now enjoy Mommy's work.' Jihyo puts your hand away, and grabs your cock inside her cleavage. It's not the first time you fuck her tits, but with the aid of the oil, it feels so much better. You accidentally leak out a moan, giving Jihyo a little boost, she speeds up her titjob further, milking you quickly.

"Your tits are the best, Jihyo." You moan as you pinch her cheeks. "But I'm still going to win this little challenge. I've been thinking about the mating press position." You let Jihyo do her titjob watching her with a smile as you enjoy the feel of her big tits.

'I doubt that you can try it tonight, babe.' Jihyo keeps teasing you but never stops her titjobs. She let out her tongue, so every time your tips popped out from her cleavage, it would hit her tongue, giving you extra pleasure.

'Two minutes left babe, how much you want to fuck me in mating press huh? Perhaps we can try even more positions if you can hold on.' Jihyo moans occasionally, in order to trigger you more. You could feel the sweat dripping through your forehead. All you could do is prevent any eye contact with Jihyo, you bite your teeth hardly, and look up to the ceiling, buying yourself more time from her marvelous titjob.

"We'll hardly get any sleep tonight, Jihyo." You tell her through gritted teeth. "We should go on a date soon. It's been too long." You say, trying to distract Jihyo just enough for her to stop for a few seconds. You’re determined to hold on just past the five minute mark so you can tease Jihyo all night.

'No no no, we will talk about it later. Are you going to distract me huh?' Jihyo gives you a smirk and presses her tits even harder. 'You can't hold for 5 minutes, babe, you are going to cum anytime soon.'

Jihyo sucks your whole tips all at a sudden, the pleasure overtakes your mind and you lost the ability of speaking, you just moan hardly, telling Jihyo what a good job she is doing.

Feeling your cock starts to throb in her mouth, she shows a victory smile and spit it out again. 'Cum for me, babe. Give me a pearl necklace.'

"Not yet," You grunt as you push your hips forward and make Jihyo suck on more of your cock. "I can last a little bit longer." You stare at Jihyo's hungry eyes. "You're so beautiful, Jihyo."

'You sure you are going to try mating press tonight. There are many more positions we can try.' Jihyo starts to lap her tongue with your underside instead of sucking it, she knows how to make you cum after being with you so long. 'Or you think mating press will be easier to breed me, huh, naughty boy.'

'Why don't you look at me? I want you to look at me when you cum.' Bubble starts to form from the fiction from the titjob, you strugglely debating yourself should you meet her eyes, you know you will cum immediately if you look at her face.

You watch at your phone, luckily there's only 10 seconds left, your nearly succeed. However, Jihyo still not in a rush, rubbing your cock with a correct rhythm. 'Cum for me babe, I love you.' You know you have lost once you hear her confession, your whole body starts jerking, you feel like your cum has reached your tips, but your muscle don't have any power to resist, Jihyo's 'I Love you' has completely make you fallen.

"Fuck, I love you Jihyo." You moan as you cum over her neck and chest. You look deep into Jihyo's eyes as you cum, and see how dirty you left her. "I should take a picture, you look amazing like that. I hope you like your pearl necklace, sweetie." You say at the end as a joke. You grab some napkins and help clean Jihyo up afterward.

Jihyo stops your hand, instead she gets some cum from her chest and put it in her mouth. 'This is my appetizer. but you really wanna take a picture?' Jihyo asks with a little unsure, 'he used to take pictures and video everytime we have sex, but I... sorry for mentioning about him.'

"No, no, that's okay Jihyo." You smile at Jihyo. "I don't need a picture when I have the real person in front of me." You kiss Jihyo's forehead and ruffle her hair. "I'll get started on dinner. You should eat your appetizer." You say with smirk as you start grabbing all the ingredients you 'll need.

'You can prepare the dinner by yourself, right? Then I am going to take a bath first.' Jihyo finished all your cum on her chest and showing you her emptied mouth.

'Do it quick or I will join you.' You slap her ass playfully and sending her out before start cooking.

You set up everything and just waiting for Jihyo, the steak, the wine, the bouquet this morning and the candle, you found everything so familiar that you are in detail vu, that's what you do with Nayeon everytime when she sleep over here, the memory of the past occupied your mind.

You shake your head in an attempt to clear your thoughts. You try to find something to do while you wait for Jihyo. You start to think of something you could do for Jihyo that would be special for you two. you start thinking of maybe doing a day trip somewhere fun like the beach.

'Hey babe, what are you thinking?' The call of Jihyo wakes you up, she cups your cheek and kisses you before sitting down. You debating should you tell her to back for her family for a day as Nayeon insisted she will be the only woman in your house tomorrow.

Jihyo does not change her outfit, her heavy tits are putting on top of the table, her cleavage looks even longer under the dimming candle. 'You still thinking about unlock a new position with me? Perhaps I can let you do it if you behave good today.'

"It'll be hard when you're wearing that, but I'll behave." You tell her as you start eating. "Jihyo, what does your schedule look like for the next few days?" You ask her, trying to see what's she's doing without sounding too suspicious.

'So desperate to unlock a new position with me, haha?' Jihyo can't hold her laughter when she hears your answer. 'OK, but not mating press since you fail the challenge, choose another one. I have been practicing Pilates, maybe we can try something more difficult.' Jihyo finishes her glass of wine and pours herself a new one.

'I don't have anything planned, I am just doing housework and workout every day, a typical housewife, Am I too young for this?'

"Maybe a little, you should be going out a little, having fun." You tell her. "As for what we're doing later, I have a few ideas of what we can try, but you might not be able to handle them." You joke. You take a deep breath, "I'm glad to have you back, Jihyo. I’m happy to have you here."

'After all this time, we are still together. We should definitely celebrate it. Cheers.' Jihyo grabs her glass, inviting you to drink with her.

Your glasses matched and the wine is finished again, 'Should we take a trip together after you back from Chaeyoung? Or you still busying on the new company? I know you are working very hard for Mina, but I don't wanna see you being exhausted again.'

"We should do that. After I come back from Chaeyoung's we'll go on a trip together. Just you and me." You tell her as you pinch her cheek. "Oh, there was one other thing. Nayeon said she was to see the house tomorrow and that she wanted to be the only woman. What are we going to do?"

'So what are you going to do then?' Jihyo asks you again without even thinking. She just peacefully eats another slice of steak.

'What do you want me to do tomorrow. Just tell me, babe. I know Nayeon may not want to see me. I am happy that you could tell me first, at least. I don't wanna be abandoned by my men again... I know you love me.' Jihyo empties her glass again and gets herself a new one. Her face starts to be red as she drinks the alcohol too quick.

"I do love you, Jihyo. That's why I brought this up. Nayeon said she wanted to be the only woman here when she came, but this isn't my home anymore. It's our home." You say as you place your hand over hers. "We decide what to do together. If you want to stay for the day, stay. I'm not going to force you to do anything. I'm not going to hide you. What do you think?"

'I don't wanna make you two having any argument, I will back to my parent's house tomorrow. So after all she could stay with you for a night.' Jihyo seems thinking drinking the wine in glasses is too slow. She takes the bottle and drinks it directly. The wine dripping from her lips is going down to her tits

'Men always want harem do they? No matter Daniel or you, am I doing bad?' Jihyo seems start to be drunk. 'At least I know I am in your heart, so I accept to share you with others.'

"Jihyo, don't drink so quickly." You get up and sit beside her, holding the bottle down. "Jihyo, is that really what you want? Do you want to leave our home? Don't think about Nayeon or any argument that can happen. Be a little selfish, if you want to stay, stay here."

Jihyo grabs the bottle from you again and asks you to drink with her. 'Don't worry, I am not going to drunk so easily.'

'If I am being selfish, I don't want any of them to be with you again. I have to be your wife, I want all of your love and care.'

Jihyo hooks your neck with both of her arms. Every time she speaks, you can feel the smell of alcohol splashing all over your face.

'Am I that bad? I have a good body, and I am not bad at all, right? Why did everyone I date could not just love me only?' Jihyo leans on you even closer, her soft tits pressing you even harder, under the effect of alcohol and her teasing, you feel you are getting hard, your breath becomes heavier, your sight becomes aggressive on her.

The proximity allows Jihyo to feel your change so easily. She smirks loudly and pushes her tits to you even closer. 'My body is really good, right?' Her face is just now right in front of yours. Her smiles on her face are too bright to be ignored.

'My body is not bad at all. A lot of man wants me too.' You could feel you are losing self-control if Jihyo keeps teasing you, but all in a sudden, Jihyo pushes you on the ground and sitting on your lap, her holds your cheek and start kissing you.

You hold onto Jihyo's waist and look into her eyes. "You are beautiful. You have a great body. You're kind and understanding." You lean up as you break apart and cup Jihyo's cheeks. "I love you, Jihyo, and for tonight only you." You say as you kiss her neck and run your hands along her back.

'I will make sure to drain you tonight so nothing will be left for Nayeon tomorrow.' Jihyo says in desperate and sneaks her hands under your clothes, playing your nipples, the itchy feeling makes your body jerk, encourage her to do it harder.

'You are not loving Mommy's tits only. You love mommy playing with your nipples too?'

"Why don't we make you a real mommy tonight? You say as you kiss Jihyo. "I love everything you do." You squeeze Jihyo's ass before moving down to her thighs, "I love every part of you, mommy."

'Let me be a real mommy. Give me every cum you have.' Jihyo leans to kiss you with tongue again. 'Next year we will celebrate the born of our baby.' She starts to undressing you, throwing your clothes all over the dining room.

'Bring me back to the room, I wanna drain you dry on bed tonight.' Jihyo starts playing trick with your cock, rubbing her hand with your tips, forcing you to jerk with the pleasure.

"Let's go make you a mommy." You say as you tighten your grip on her thighs and slowly get up. "We're not gonna stop until you are." You tell her as you carry her to the room. You push open the door and drop her onto the bed, leaving hickeys along her neck.

'No, not here.' Jihyo pins your head on her neck, forcing you to leave more hickeys on her. 'Go to my room, I don't wanna see Mina's things tonight.' You are confused at a second, but when you look around, you could see Mina's things all around the room, from the penguin doll she left here, the pictures of you two and even the lingerie that Mina hangs next to the wardrobe are hinting her existence in the house, just like the female master of the house as she shares the room with you.

'Babe, go to my room please, can you?' Jihyo caresses your cheek and looks right into your eyes. 'I want to be your only one tonight.'

"As you wish." You tell her as you pick her back up and carry her to her room. "You have such nice legs, Jihyo. I love how they feel." You say as you walk into her room. "It’s just you and me." You kiss Jihyo and run your hands along her body.

'I will make sure my thigh lock you deep inside when you cum.' Jihyo smiles as she hears your compliments.

Jihyo keeps kissing you and jerking you at the same time, feeling your hardness in her hands makes she wet. 'Are you ready to be drained by mommy tonight? Moan for mommy baby. I will be your genie tonight.'

You moan Jihyo's name and cup her cheeks before you kiss her. "What do you want to do first, mommy?" You ask as you squeeze her tits gently, moving your thumb around to find her nipple and rubbing it with your thumb as you wait for her to respond. Your knee rests between her legs, right below her pussy.

'Mommy wanna ride my baby boy, mommy wanna milk him hard until he empties his ball.' Jihyo let go of your cock and flip you over before you move.

You could not believe a drunk Jihyo would be so aggressive, she aligns your cock with her clit, slowly rubbing it before starting on you. 'Baby, I am so full. Mommy can feel how hard you are.' Jihyo moans loudly as she starts riding you, she did not even try to hold her moans as no one else is here. 'How much you wanna breed me, what position you want to unlock tonight, tell mommy! Ah!' Jihyo keeps rubbing your nipples with her thumbs, providing a double pleasure to you.

"I don't care anymore. I just want to be deep inside you. I want to put a baby in you, Mommy." You moan as you buck your hips and pull Jihyo into a kiss. "I want to stir up your insides and give you every drop."

Jihyo pushes your down again while keep riding you fiercely, 'Fuck, you are so big, Mommy loves it so much. Ugh! Mommy is going to conquer you little monster today!' Jihyo arcs her back backwards, so she could rides you harder, the circular motion is giving you even more pleasure than the traditional riding, you can feel her walls are drawing circle around your cock, pressing you in every angle.

'Moan louder, baby. Mommy wanna hear your moan, Mommy wants you to beg her.' She holds your hands on her breasts and let you play with them. 'Tell Mommy how much you wanna cum in her.'

You squeeze Jihyo's tits roughly, pinching her nipple between your pointer finger and thumb. "Fuck, I wanna fill you with my baby batter. I want to put a baby inside, mommy." You moan as you buck your hips again. "I want to cum inside you Jihyo."

'Call me mommy, but you need to ready for this baby.' You do not understand what Jihyo is warning you, but the pleasure does not give you time to think, you keep moaning from the riding.

However Jihyo caught you off guard again, her walls become so tight suddenly just she is going to press your cock into a plant, the pleasure nearly pushes you over the edge. 'Do you like it, baby? Mommy clamping her walls?' Jihyo stops the riding and just moves her hips in circular, teasing you but not letting you cum yet.

"I love it, mommy. It feels so good." You lean up and capture Jihyo's nipple, swirling your tongue around the hard bud. "I need to make mommy feel good too." You say before focusing on her nipple. Your hands move down to Jihyo's ass, squeezing her cheeks and giving them a slap.

'Mommy knows you gonna cum soon. Do you want Mommy to clamp her walls again? Beg Mommy to let you cum. Beg me' Jihyo hugging you in her arms, forcing you to suck her tits.

'Yes, bite Mommy, do you want milk? If you cum in Mommy then you may drink next year. Now Beg Mommy.'

You buck your hips, moving your cock around inside her. "Please let me cum, mommy. I want to cum inside you. I want to drink your milk, mommy." You beg as you gently bite her nipple.

'Beg me harder, baby. Beg Mommy like I am your queen.' Jihyo clamps her walls, again bringing you a step to cum, you don't know when did she learn to edge you with her pussy, but you are definitely enjoying it.

'Beg until Mommy satisfied, otherwise you are not going to cum.' Jihyo pulls your head away from her tits and kiss your forehead, the movement of her hips becomes slower, preventing you to cum as you are on the edge for too long.

"Please mommy, please let your baby cum inside you. It's all I want. I want to cum in mommy's pussy." You say begging her to finish you off. You wrap your arms around her back and pull her into you as you continue begging.

'Cum for me, baby. Breed mommy!' Jihyo moans loudly when she approaches her orgasm, she intentionally clamp her walls again, pushing you over the edge at the same time. 'Yes, cum for mommy.' Jihyo moves her hand down to your ball, keep massaging you so you can cum even more.

You hold onto Jihyo's waist and pull her down while you buck your hips wildly. "I'm cumming mommy. I'm cumming!" You moan as you thrust into Jihyo. "Have my baby," You cry out as you feel her walls squeezing your cock.

'Mommy is so full... Mommy is gonna have a baby.' Jihyo whispers.

Her walls are clamping so tight as she wants to milk you, 'Cum every drop to mommy.' The intense orgasm makes you keep cumming in her, not mentioning her hands are playing your balls at the same time. 'Do you like Mommy's new trick?' Jihyo collapses slowly and lays on top of you.

You wrap your arms around Jihyo. "I love it. That was the best." You say before kissing Jihyo. "But I don't think Mommy is going to get pregnant with only one creampie." You slowly roll Jihyo onto her back. "May I mommy?" You say as you push and pull your cock out of her slowly.

You slowly thrusting in Jihyo, however you did not hear the answer you would like to hear. You look up to her and find Jihyo has fall asleep already, still humming your name.

You chuckle and kiss her cheek. "I'm going to push you for falling asleep, Mommy." You grab Jihyo's legs and put her into the seashell position. Pulling out of Jihyo, you leave the tip inside her waited for a second before slamming yourself inside to see if she wakes up.

Jihyo still sleeps calmly even you try to fuck her hard, perhaps she is just too drunk, but this also means she is the food on the table, you could do anything to her, maybe unlocking more than one new positions.

You move Jihyo into the mating press and start thrusting, deciding to get one more orgasm before sleeping with her. You groan, feeling Jihyo's walls remain tightly wrapped around your cock as it pushes deeper into her.

No matter how hard you thrust, Jihyo is still in her sweet dream. However, her walls are still reacting to you normally, everytime your cock gets in, it's wrapping you so tight, making it difficult for you to withdraw from her.

You fucking Jihyo like a driller, the mating press position allows you to push until her deepest part, your hips move like a swing, the sound of your body's clapping is echoing in the room. The excitement of fucking Jihyo in unconscious is too high, you keep groaning her name although she can't hear, her breaths are starting to be heavy, you know you are going to fuck her to the orgasm even she is sleeping.

You continue to pound Jihyo, driving your cock as deep as it will go. "I love you, Jihyo. We'll start a nice big family together." You whisper into her ear, even though she's sleeping. You feel your orgasm coming and speed up. Jihyo's walls clamp down on your cock as she gets close to an orgasm too.

'Born a baby for me, Jihyo!' You moan loudly as you feel the entrance of Jihyo's womb is kissing your tips, and you cannot hold on for any longer. Your cum splash in her womb directly, her walls massaging you with rhythm, seducing you to cum more in her.

After you've poured everything into Jihyo, You roll her over, having her lay on top of you. You move her hair behind her ear and kiss the top of her head. "I love you, Jihyo. Goodnight." You run your hand down her back until you fall asleep with her on your chest.

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chaesparklez · 16 days

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victory (pt.1) | taerae x reader

wc: 2.7k

reader: femme afab

warnings: 18+ SMUT MINORS DNI

teasing, lap dancing, oral m!receiving, sloppy oral sex, tension, slightly bratty reader, subby taerae

synopsis: game rules

- whichever player makes the opponent cum in the shortest amount of time wins. the opponent only has to cum once for the player to win.

- the game is timed. the timer starts upon first contact with the opponent's center.

- acts of foreplay like kissing or heavy petting excluding the genitals do not count.

a thrilling game of control and domination. whose victory will it be?

a/n: i am so so happy to have written this story! the idea and writing process for this piece flowed out so naturally and i had so much fun writing it. as a kkultarae i feel like a taerae fic was long overdue. enjoy the story and stay seated for pt 2 :)

cross-posted on wattpad and ao3. available through user @/chaesparkle

“let's play a game."

taerae looks up from his computer, slipping his headphones off one ear.

"what was that, jagi?" he replies.

you smile mischievously and take a couple steps towards him where he sits at his gaming desk. you ruffle his hair and rest your hand on the nape of his neck.

"i said, let's play a game. a really fun one." you smile, massaging his neck with your hand.

he looks up into your eyes, his gaze a mix of curiosity and amusement.

"what game is it?" he asks.

you grin deviously.

you and taerae had been dating for a year and a half now. initially shy, he had opened up wonderfully with you, appreciating how you were always ready to lead him and teach him something new. whether it was explaining some cool academic concept, a technique on how to fold a fitted sheet... or how to eat pussy.

with his lack of experience, you guys started off pretty slow so he could learn the basics. but once he got going... well.

the thing about taerae was that he was incredibly hardworking. he knew what he lacked in and worked tirelessly till he perfected it. and he did so with this quiet confidence that you'd always found insanely sexy. not overly cocky, never too critical of himself, just aware of his good points and always ready to improve.

you can imagine how that translated into the bedroom. over the course of the past year you had basically given him a 101 on how to drive a woman crazy, and needless to say you couldn't keep your hands off eachother once he had grown comfortable exploring.

and today, you decided you wanted to give a surprise test to spice things up a bit.

"let's see who can make the other cum the fastest."

his eyebrows raise in surprise, caught a little off guard at the unexpected proposal. but shock is taken over by amusement, then competitiveness as his eyes glint with determination.

"what are the stakes?" he asks.

"winner doesn't have to do the dishes for a week."

he laughs and ruffles his hair. "can't pass up that," he takes his headset off and swivels around in his chair to face you fully.

'okay, any rules?' he asks.

you purse your lips in thought for a second, deciding how you wanted to do this. "hmmm."

you set out the following rules:

- whichever player makes the opponent cum in the shortest amount of time wins. the opponent only has to cum once for the player to win.

- the game is timed. the timer starts upon first contact with the opponent's center.

- acts of foreplay like kissing or heavy petting excluding the genitals do not count.

taerae loved this organisation. he smirks and nods his head, loving the prospect of both winning a competition and getting to see you crumble before him.

"sounds good to me. get ready to have the fastest orgasm you've ever had." he grins.

"unfortunately that'll be you." you smile.

"guess we'll just have to see about that. who should go first?'

"i will. come to the sitting room in 10 minutes." you reply, already having decided what you'd do with a smirk.

"okay then," he replies, gazing at you with darkened eyes. 'i’m anticipating it.’

you smile and plant a kiss on his neck. "may the best player win." you whisper.

"oh, he will." he breathes.

"honey, you can come out now!" you call.

taerae enters the sitting room to find the lights dimmed and a chair placed in the middle of the room. you are nowhere to be seen.

"jagi, where are you?" he calls back, mildly puzzled.

"you'll see plenty of me in a second," you chirp with a grin from the adjoining room. 'sit in the chair and wait in the meanwhile.'

he takes his place and laughs quietly to himself, anticipating to see what you've prepared. you had a habit of surprising him but he was sure he wouldn't fall for it this time being determined to win the game.

well, he was sure in for a ride.

all of a sudden, he hears music filling the room. the speakers were playing a song from all corners of the space. he looks around bemused.

"jagi?" he calls out.

showtime.

"yes?" you reply innocently, stepping into the doorway.

taerae's eyes widen with shock for a second, then he bites his lip with a smile, throwing his head back with a chuckle knowing that he's already in danger of losing by how his cock is twitching in his pants just at the sight of you.

you stand before him dressed in a baby tee and plaid micro mini skirt, white thigh high socks and platform heels. the only accessories you wore were a kitty headband and a white garter with a bow around your thigh. much of you was on show not leaving a lot to the imagination; although taerae's imagination right now was running wild. you smile, knowing this outfit would drive him crazy.

you knew that your gamer boyfriend was secretly into the stereotypical sexy female twitch streamer getup despite him insisting he was different. after all, he was still a man. and you were going to play this to your advantage to win the game. you were going to give him an agonizing lap dance.

you strut slowly towards him and circle around his chair while caressing his shoulder. he places his hand on top of yours as you brush it across his hoodie, to which you remove your hand immediately.

"no touching yet." you whisper, waggling a finger at him mischievously.

taerae bites his lip and covers his face with his hands, knowing that having to sit still while you give him a lap dance barely clothed might actually make him cum in his pants if he doesn't control himself. his cock was already throbbing like crazy.

all he could think about right now was how fucking sexy you looked in that outfit. like a present wrapped up for him with that bow around your thigh. he wanted nothing more than to fuck you in this getup, removing your garter with his teeth. bending you over and sliding your panties aside before thrusting his throbbing erection into your core, watching you teeter in those stilettos...

but here he stayed sat on the chair as you tortured him with your wily charms. he sits on his hands purely because he wasn't sure he could refrain from touching you if he didn't.

now slowly, more deliberately, you strut to the back of his chair and run your hand along his chest where you can momentarily feel his heart pounding, tracing your fingertips up along his neck then pulling his head back with a tug to his hair. you exhale warm breath onto his exposed neck before gently kissing him below the lobe then nibbling on his ear.

"fuck." taerae breathes, fighting not to let out a moan.

he was struggling to keep his resolve as you knew exactly how to make him crumble- by targeting his erogenous zone. the tingling sensation of your breath on his neck and your gentle nibbles on his earlobe drives him insane, exhaling shakily with his eyes closed. he swallows nervously and purses his lips together.

you release him with a smile, continuing to circle round with your hand tracing his other shoulder, down to his chest, then his thigh, till you stand before him. you place your leg between his thighs, stiletto resting on the polished oak of the chair. then grazing his inner thigh with your foot. he clenches his teeth in desperation, using all the power in him to not forfeit the game and fuck you right in this chair.

you draw your hand up your thigh beginning at the knee, brushing past the lacy garter. taerae's gaze follows your touch; your panties were visible as your skirt hiked up past your thighs. he stared with longing at your parted thighs, wanting nothing more than to grab them and bury his head between them..

you lift his chin with a finger forcing him to look away from your leg and at your face.

"look at me, baby." you whisper.

he nods in submission, prompting a tingle to spread through your center at the yearning look in his eyes. you step back and begin to dance for him, letting the music wash over you as you sway your hips, flip your hair and draw out every movement so his eyes linger on the arch of your back and your tantalising ass peeking out from under that micro mini skirt. taerae watches you intently, entranced and still struggling to ignore the aching bulge in his pants.

"you're determined to win this, huh?" he rasps.

"of course." you reply, cocking your head to the side and grinning.

running a hand through your hair, you amble slowly towards your tortured lover. then straddle him in the chair, legs either side of him with your chest in his face. he swallows nervously at your proximity, gazing up at you with longing.

“you can touch me if you want,” you whisper.

he runs his fingers up the side of your exposed waist, making you shiver gently. you begin to move your hips, grinding against his clothed cock and feeling it graze your center. you bite your lip to stifle a moan, the both of you engaging in a torturous battle of restraint; you weren’t sure who’d lose.

you continue to undulate against him and lean down to plant kisses on his neck. you suck and nibble at the smooth skin, peppering his neck with splotchy red love bites. he lets out a shaky breath and you feel his cock twitch. gingerly, he palms your breast, long fingers running across your nipple and squeezing gently. you let out a soft moan against his neck and retract, gazing into his eyes as your chests rise and fall against eachother. you feel yourself start to lose focus and remember suddenly to maintain your resolve, breaking the moment of catharsis by planting a kiss on his full lips and leaving his lap.

knowing your ass looked great in this skirt, you decided to tease him further by facing away and bending over slightly, tracing your fingertips down the back of your thighs, shaking it a little with a giggle. you can practically hear him stop breathing trying to control himself.

placing your hands on the arms of the chair, you flick your hair while swaying your ass side to side before sitting in his lap, this time pushing your clouded thoughts aside determined to win the game. you hook your arm around his neck and begin to grind again, slower but more firmly this time. rolling your hips and feeling his erection poking your ass as you move against it. you brush your other hand across your chest as you lose yourself in the movements.

"jagi... please.." he rasps in your ear.

pretending not to hear his plea, you give yourself a sly smile and rise from his lap.

then you sink down to your knees in front of him looking up at him with pseudo innocence.

"please what, baby? are you asking for something?" you ask, batting your lashes.

"touch me. let me touch you. please... so hard." he groans, clenching his jaw and throwing his head back in agitation.

"someone looks bothered. let's see if we can get rid of some of that tension." you reply wily.

you rub his thighs with your hands, deliberately avoiding his cock to avoid breaking the rules. he exhales shakily. you smile, finally deciding to reward him for holding out this long.

"you've done so well, baby. let me make you feel good." you whisper.

you pull down his pants enough so his erection springs out, tip leaking a bead of precum. even though you were trying to assert dominance right now, the sight of him this hard made you suddenly aware of the wetness building between your thighs.

you reach under the chair for the stopwatch you had placed there and hold it facing towards him.

"let's start." you say, and press the 'go' button.

taking a moment to push your hair back, you take his cock into your hand and spit on it before stroking it gently. you gaze up into his eyes and slowly lick along the dorsal vein at a painstaking pace. his cock twitches in your hand as if it calls out for more. starting at the shaft, you plant sloppy kisses all the way up his length till you reach his angry pink tip, then deepthroat him. taerae lets out a deep moan, the feeling of his cock all the way down your warm throat sending tingles down his spine.

you swirl your tongue around his tip to lick up the leaking precum before slowly sucking him off, your mouth travelling halfway down before coming up again. he looks down at you with a dark gaze, pupils focused on you intently.

you begin to suck him off more intensely, starting off slow then progressively getting faster, sloppily spitting all over his cock making a warm sticky mess all over the both of you. you watch as the saliva runs down his length; it momentarily remains a string suspended in air between your lips and his cock, and as you jerk him off it makes a delectable sound.

he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "doing so well, baby. you look so hot right now drooling all over my dick."

you smile in satisfaction and carry on. you pick up the pace, head bobbing up and down rapidly as you suck him off with your ass jiggling in time with your movements. you deepthroat him again and stay there for a couple seconds, moaning so the vibrations from your throat send him into a new plane of ecstasy. your eyes water slightly from the pressure but you continue at a slowly increasing speed, feeling him get closer to climax as his groans of pleasure grow louder.

then your final weapon. you enclose your lips around his tip while your hand remains wrapped around his length, and suck.

"f-fuck. oh my god. fuck." he breathes, stuttering from the sheer stimulation. your lips targeting the most sensitive part of his cock while you jerk him off sloppily drives him insane. he screws his eyes shut and moans.

"i'm close," he pants. you maintain the pace and carry on sucking and licking the smooth head of his cock, making eye contact with him once again.

and he shatters.

with a deep grunt, he cums, hot fluid spurting all over your tongue. you slow down the movements of your hand and suck his tip clean of every last drop of cum, then swallow, releasing his cock from your mouth with a pop. you move the hair out of your eyes, slightly out of breath and panting.

he looks down at the scene before him: his cock covered in a mix of spit and precum, your chin covered in saliva, cheeks red and lipstick smudged. he holds your chin and wipes a smear of pink away with his thumb.

"have to give this one to you, baby. you never fail to surprise me." he laughs wearily as you gaze at eachother.

taerae's face is flushed and his pupils waver from side to side as you kneel before him a mess. hair tangled, makeup smudged...

you hold up the stopwatch.

"five minutes twelve seconds. think you can beat it?"

he takes a moment to regard you, then smiles, leaning forward in his chair with a knowing expression.

what you didn't know was that taerae was just as competitive as you- if not more. and while you had gone above and beyond his expectations right now, he still had something in store for you that would have you folding immediately.

planning, organising, calculating like a true 'T' on how to give you the fastest orgasm of your life. you didn't stand a chance. he smirks at you with an air of utmost confidence, caressing your cheek.

"i think you'll be surprised at what i have in store for you, jagi," he breathes in a deep voice.

and you find yourself a little thrown off by his sudden resolve, thinking you hadn't crumbled him to dust as finely as you thought you had. but overwhelmingly what you felt right now was... lust.

his dimples appearing as he flashes that sly smirk, eyes filled with competitiveness and that quiet confidence that made you very aware of how your core was soaking wet and throbbing.

noticing your expression, taerae chuckles again and leans forward so your faces are only inches apart.

"let's see what you have to say to my plan." he whispers in your ear.

*and the game continues…*

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summary: it’s tom’s birthday so his girlfriend y/n wakes up early to surprise him with croissants

i woke up and quietly got out of bed making sure tom was still asleep. it was his birthday and i wanted to surprise him with his favorite thing ever (other than me obviously) croissants!

so i started pulling up his favorite recipe and got to work. this was my first time making them without tom there to help so i was a little nervous they wouldn’t turn out because let’s be honest tom is the chef is this relationship but i couldn’t not make him croissants on his birthday!

the timer went off and i pulled the croissants out of the oven and they smelled soooo good. i was setting plates on the table as i felt two arms snake around my waist and lips pressing a kiss into my neck.

“sweetheart did you wake up early to make me croissants?” tom asked as i turned around to face him.

“yeahhh…” i said blushing and then i stood on my tiptoes to give his lips a light peck. “the best boyfriend in the world deserves some homemade croissants on his birthday, that’s just a given.”

tom blushed, “that’s why i decide to keep you around. that and the bomb sex.”

“TOM! why do i decide to put up with your nonsense?” i said giving him a light punch in the arm.

“you know you love me” he said as i squealed from him tickling my sides. i tried to tickle him back but he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder before setting me on the couch and attacking me in kisses. he starts leaving love marks all over my neck and chest when the second timer i set goes off to ensure i didn’t burn the croissants.

“got a little carried away didn’t i” tom laughed and pulled me off the couch.

“we can’t be having any little tom’s running around just yet” i remarked.

“you know i don’t hate that idea actually. could that be my present this year?” tom said.

“just eat your croissants” i rolled my eyes and dragged him back to the kitchen.

author’s note: hope you enjoyed and don’t forget to vote on the series i want to write and leave suggestions for any tom blyth stories you want to read! ;)

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description: In which lisa evans and her girlfriend have been together way to long without an announcement

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lisa evans x female reader

disclaimer: remember it is all just fiction!

warnings: a few rough words, suggestive! and fluff!

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"Lisa!" y/n laughed, smacking her girlfriend's hand away from the icing bowl again, the Scott whining as she did so, glaring teasingly at her lover.

"It's baby to you!" Lisa scolds and y/n chuckles as she presses a quick kiss to the woman's lips.

Lisa smiles a little at that, sat happily on the counter as she watched her lover bake cupcakes, y/n hummed lightly along to the music from the radio.

She was swaying lightly and Lisa couldn't help but slide from the counter and wrap her arms around her lover's waist, folding into her as she rested her forehead against her shoulder.

The two swayed like that for a moment, y/n finally finishing the icing on her first batch of cupcakes, the second and third in the oven currently.

Lisa was far too used to her lover baking, she knew she found it relaxing after training and the staff never complained about the sweet treats they got the next day.

y/n turned in Lisa's light hold, their faces coming level, considering they were the same height, and Lisa smiled softly as y/n raised a cut bit of the cupcake.

"Open." She tells Lisa who does and she feeds her the sweet treat, Lisa groaning at how good it tasted.

"When we retire, you should open a bakery, because jesus." Lisa says, pecking her girlfriend's lips.

"It tastes okay then?" y/n asks and Lisa nods.

"Fantastic, though I prefer something else sweet." Lisa says, the suggestive tone seeping through her voice as she presses her lips back against her lover.

y/n lets out a chuckle but grips her girlfriend's shoulders with a gasp when a cold hand spreads over her lower back, sneaking under her shirt to press her body into Lisa's.

"You're insatiable Evans." y/n mutters to her girlfriend, who hums and begins to move her lips down her girlfriend's neck, pausing when her lover lets out a small whimper of pleasure.

Just as Lisa goes to nip at the skin, the oven timer begins to beep, and y/n snaps into action and pushes her girlfriend lightly from her as she gets the cupcakes out the over.

Lisa groans in annoyance and y/n laughs at her as she makes sure the cupcakes are ready, she places them on the cooling rack and turns to her pouting girlfriend.

"Let me finish these, and then we can continue that." y/n winks and Lisa grins.

"We can have sex?" She asks excitedly.

"You're saying it like you haven't had it in years." y/n laughs and Lisa pouts.

"Feels like it." Lisa huffs and y/n rolls her eyes.

"Lisa it's been four hours!"

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y/n was exhausted by the time the game came to it's end, it was a good result, the win would keep them in the top four of the table, which no one had expected from West Ham at the beginning in this season.

Shaking a few hands, y/n laughed when a body landed on her back, her girlfriend pecking her cheek multiple times. The crowd of Chigwell cheered, seeing one of the couples of West Ham.

While Mackenzie and Kirsty were cute, they were a lot less touchy during game time, Lisa and y/n were the opposite, both very touchy people, and therefore would always share some sort of contact after the game.

People loved them, the Scottish forward and English CAM, the two worked so well, and today was just proof, two goals for y/n, plus to assists, one to Lisa's goal and one to Riko's.

"There she is, our golden girl!" Lisa hums in her ear, y/n's hands gripping her thighs as she keeps her safe on her back.

"Hmm, had to do something, hadn't scored in three games babe." y/n chuckled as they moved to the crowd, Lisa hopping off her back as they began to sign some shirts and take some photos.

Eventually the girls moved back into the changing rooms, 'Strawberry Kisses' blasting from a happy Mackenzie as the group quickly showered and changed.

As they all came down from their win, y/n was talking to Kirsty not noticing Lisa nodding at Mackenzie who paused the music as Lisa stood up on a bench.

"Oi!" Lisa called shutting everyone up.

"Lovely as always babe." y/n chuckled and Lisa rolled her eyes at her lover.

"As you all know, me and the missus will be celebrating 7 years next weekend." Lisa begins.

The two had decided to have a party the day after their game, as they were playing a Saturday game for once, and of course their team was invited, as well as their national team-mates who could make it.

"So, Sunday afternoon, we will be having a barbecue that you are all welcome to join." Lisa explains as people cheer.

"So, it's an anniversary party?" Mackenzie asks, a small smirk on her lips.

"Well that and I'm hoping, an engagement party." Lisa admits as she jumps down and onto one knee, a velvet box in her hands as the team all gasp.

"Oh my god." y/n says in shock, hand covering her mouth as she watches her girlfriend.

"Baby, marry me?" Lisa asks, she had never been fond of speeches.

"Yes, yes, a hundred times yes." y/n nods, trying not to burst into tears. "Is this a joke?" She then asks in shock.

"Yes babe, I got on one knee and bought a ring for a laugh." Lisa scoffs sarcastically as she leans up and grabs her lover's face, bringing her in for a long kiss.

The team begin to cheer loudly, Kirsty winking at her girlfriend as they were the only two who were aware of Lisa's plan, and as the two pull away it was clear to see the excitement.

"You sure?" Lisa asks her girlfriend.

"Of course, no one else I'd rather." y/n smiles softly and Lisa sighs in relief as she slides the ring on her finger.

"God I love ya." Lisa sighs, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too." y/n chuckles, before they are flattened by a very excited group of girls.

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Had this one in mind for ages ! Didn't completely turn our the way I wanted, but it will do!

I LOVE LISA SO MUCH

also to the annons threatening me from my LJ arsenal post - have a great evening my lovelies xo

Queenie! xx

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searchingforakeythatdoesntexist · 3 months

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DAY 13 - «On Thin Ice» Good Omens AU - Triptych Tribute for @blairamok

Part 1/3: "Falling Angel" Aziraphale

Please, listen to this

Change everything you are

And everything you were

Your number has been called

Fights and battles have begun

Revenge will surely come

Your hard times are ahead

Don't let yourself down

Don't let yourself go

Your last chance has arrived

Best, you've got to be the best

You've got to change the world

And use this chance to be heard

Your time is now

Falling Angel, your time is now!

(yes I know this Muse song has another sense in the On Thin Ice universe - for Crowley. Well, our Fallen Serpent will show us what IS a true Survival, tomorrow. ;-)

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Personal challenge: a simple sketch each day

Goal: forcing me to keep things simple - inking, shading, just a few sashes of colour

Improvement pursued: to get the movement, the emotion, finding how to add depth, learning how to leave things barely finished

Max time allowed: 2 hours, as usual for my Daily Challenges. Well, this is a very special Tribute for me, and I was on a three-days break. So I didn’t really set a timer for the « On Thin Ice » sketches. Plus, I drew them quite in the same time and on the same file to be sure Crowley and Aziraphale would match. I guess I spent more or less 3 hours on the lineart for each one of them (the clothes and the figures needed a lot of time), plus 1h30-2h on the colouring/shading for each one.

Be aware that in my first sketches for this project, Crowley and Aziraphale were supposed to train on the same ice rink, and I dearly wanted Crowley to be watching Aziraphale, and Aziraphale was supposed to glance back to him. I had to give up on this idea later – because the figure I chose for Aziraphale definitely couldn’t allow such a shared glance. (but, hello, it will be a triptyque ! So, guess what? About the third part… :-p)

About Aziraphale, as my « Falling Angel ».

« On Thin Ice » author, @blairamok, describes the Hydroplane ice skating figure as very representative of Aziraphale, and the drawing reference pictures were numerous enough to get some solid inspiration. It’s a complex skating figure. I have watched some ice skating tutorials on YouTube – because I wanted the movement of the clothes and hair to be accurate and, if I understand everything properly, even a slight alteration in the position of the arms can make you fall. Such perfection ! That IS the right move for Aziraphale !

I told sooner on my Gymnast !AU challenge that I appreciated drawing Aziraphale with realistic curves more and more each day – even if it still triggers me sometimes about my own shaming roundnesses. I realised my way of doing art – and my mind too, maybe - was evolving when I got back to check references in the amazing Blair artworks (link AO3). A few months ago, I felt insecure watching Blair’s Aziraphale, which seemed to me too much plump and very soft – not a « good sportive look », I thought then. But now I like him more and more, so maybe my way of thinking is changing, and I think this is for the very best.

My Aziraphale is performing a difficult figure, so he is using all his muscles into maintaining his balance. He seems so statuesque, so powerful, yet very focused and oblivious to the world around him, with his eyes shut. That is why he couldn’t share a glance with my Crowley. T.T

Maybe this is my way to guess Aziraphale’s behavior in the so-awaited « On Thin Ice » next chapters. Focused on his own training, trying to ignore Crowley’s sassyness but still secretly impressed by his partner’s skills. Because they share the same love for Ice Skating, even if they don’t show it in the same way.

Blair, if you ever read this, thank you. For your artworks, for making us dream about a wonderful story that still remains to be told.

Thank you for « On Thin Ice », for your so-kind message last week, and for everything else.

I have faith. I’ll wait for your story. But even if it doesn’t exist yet, I am already dreaming about it, and this is priceless.

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Surviving as a Player - By Sambaek (8.5/10)

This is one of the best, if not the best, yaoi isekai out there. The setting, rules, characters, conflicts, love stories and betrayals all make sense. As a bonus it's also an excellent yandere series that features a wide variety of A.I boyfriends who are obsessed with their human "Kings"

Sehyun is the King of the Celestial Empire...when he's logged in. In the real world he's an unwanted adopted child who lives on his own. He can't find better work. He's stuck as a part timer. He's so lonely. He turns to video games for comfort. He starts to play Elix, a political strategy game with an emphasis on brutality. It's conquer or be conquered.

Sehyun is a lonely weird guy...so he treats the heroes of his empre like beloved friends...and pets...it's very messy but he spoils them. The Celestials are a weak race, but Sehyun pours hours of time and effort into the game. He makes them stronger. He forces them to become stronger. He uses an incredibly powerful attribute changing item, and every "Celestial" becomes a "Dark Celestial". It's night and day. The Empire Sehyun rules becomes the strongest one.

Sehyun confesses his love(?) to his second in command, Luhak. It's complicated. Sehyun is a lonely human, but in the game he is an idealistic King who pushed his entire race to the top of the food chain.

Luhak doesn't say I love you back.

He says.

"I despise you."

Sehyun gets trapped in the game with a bunch of other Kings. The Kings run. They hide. Ruling an Empire safely behind a screen is very different from actually running one. Sehyun hides his wings and he teams up with the King of the monster kingdom and the King of the infamous Dominion Empire (he lies about his identity because he's afraid of his own OP vassals. It's very interesting.)

Sehyun believes his vassals don't like him. You see, when he used the attribute item to make the nation stronger.....it caused a physical transformation that put them through a massive amount of pain. He found out he accidentally tortured his beloved pets when he got trapped in their world.

Luhak comes to fetch him, and he's not exactly friendly.

Sehyun is afraid his human friends will be killed, because they were told they can die in game now. When they ruled from the safety of reality they had endless lives to burn up. Now they only have one. Naturally, they're on the run instead of running their Empires.

Sehyun doesn't really know Luhak. He just knows Luhak hates him according to their last conversation. He's very confused. He thought the Celestial Empire no longer wanted him.

Luhak threatens all of his King friends.

They will all die unless he agrees to return.

Sehyun, understandably, faints.

When he wakes up his body is being cared for, and brushed, by Luhak. Quick explanation. Luhak has very complicated and obsessive...feelings for King Sehyun. They aren't exactly love. Luhak will never love anyone else, and he spent every day missing his missing King. He wondered why they weren't good enough. The number one nation. The strongest soldiers. Why would any King leave? Unless...they still weren't good enough.

Sehyun is not the first King of the Celestials. He's number 42. The other players got bored and frustrated with the Celestials quickly, because they were a weak race. Sehyun was the only one who ever doted on the soldiers and his retainers.

It's hard to imagine how much suffering Luhak went through. He is the A.I second in command. He had to stand and watch 41 godly Kings tell him how worthless his race is. He turned against those Kings. He betrayed them, and yet it is his destiny to be ruled by a King.

He doesn't trust Sehyun, because he ran away.

Luhak is in charge right now, but it's only temporary. The Kings of each nation are seen as gods. They can die and be replaced, sure, but never by an NPC. Luhak doesn't want Sehyun to die and be replaced. He is the true King in the eyes of the nation. He made great sacrifices. He put them through pain, but he is the King that made them the strongest.

Luhak gets a bit jealous too.

He's seriously ruthless.

By the way only Kings can use items like Mana Potions. A "King" is the best possible "support character" for an empire to have. Sehyun doesn't just stand around and look pretty.

There's a misunderstanding. Sehyun thinks his people want him to suffer. Why? Well they intend to use the attribute potion on him!!! Sehyun is the only Celestial with white wings left. The rest turned black. That...looks really bad huh? The King forced everyone else to mutate painfully into something darker and stronger, but he didn’t go through that pain.

Sehyun wants to make things right. He does love his beloved pet friends!!!

(Yes, Luhak does hate Sehyun because he knows Sehyun "loves" them all in a pet kind of way. He fruitlessly longs for real love from his God.)

Sehyun drinks the potion voluntarily. He steals it and he declares that he's real sorry for uh...torturing the whole race.

He wakes up with white wings. The Celestials were NEVER going to make him suffer. He's too SPECIAL to suffer. They WANT him to be the only living Celestial with white wings.

He's really a God to them.

The second in command of the Dominion Empire possesses Sehyun. He wants his King back. The cowardly King who lied about his identity.

....the Dominion Empire is pretty messed up. They adore their King too. So much. They want to use mind control to make him sit in a safe room for the rest of his life, so they can look at him all day.

Sehyun is in the way, because he insists on protecting his human friends.

Remember, the human players have no idea how to survive. They don't know how important they are to the military powers inside the game world. They also don't understand why their retainers are obsessed with them. To them logging into Elix was just a short part of their day, before they got sucked into it.

The next arc is about saving the hapless King of the Dominion Species.

Sehyun must use the characters he leveled up with love to save the other humans, before their overzealous worshippers accidentally break them.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #yaoi #Surviving as a Player

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𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔

𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒖 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑷𝑷𝑫 (𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏) 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒙 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕.

𝑨/𝑵: 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 2.1𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒘 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝑻𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒓. (𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏: 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆)

𝑾𝑪: 3.03𝒌

𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐'𝒔 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆✯

𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚❤︎

You didn’t think that they wouldn’t have noticed. But they did and they have witnessed you putting yourself to shame long enough and it was now time to let you know that they adored you no matter how you looked.

Just a little back story info: remember when the reader revealed her pregnancy test on Valentines day in Sweet Treat and A Big Surprise? Well Reader ended up having triplet, they didn’t think that this could be genetically possible but one of the triplets belonged to Suguru and the other Two belonged to Satoru. So your kids names are:

Gojo (Geto) Satomi - Geto’s Daughter. The reason Gojo is Satomi’s last name is because when Geto got married to Gojo, he took Gojo’s last name for financial and personal reasons. However (informally) she is addressed as Geto Satomi. She’s the youngest with beautiful black hair and eyes like her father.

Gojo Sukai - Gojo’s son. He is the carbon copy of his father. The only difference is his curly white hair. But his skin is the same pale and his eyes are the same colour of his eyes. He is the first of the triplets to be born.

Gojo Sumiya - Gojo’s son. He’s the second to be born of the triplet and when you popped him out, you thought that he was going to be Geto’s son, but as soon as he opened those big beautiful eyes, you knew he belonged to Gojo, even the DNA test proved it to be so. Sumiya has jet black hair like his sister, a bit on the waiver side and he has heterochromia eyes. One shade as blue as Gojo eyes and the other a grey blue colour. Sumiya has a small patch of white hair at the back of his head too.

…

You quickly whipped up the last cupcake batter to make sweet and delicious cupcakes for your husband Gojo. He loved sweets, especially the ones that you would usually bake for him. You weren’t in the best of moods to do anything really, but you thought that it would be nice to treat him to something great especially with how much of a good father he is to your triplets.

“Hey beautiful,” you heard a voice speaking behind you as the cupcake batter into the heart shaped cupcake tins. You smiled having recognized that voice to be no other than your partner who is also your husband, Geto Suguru.

“Hey handsome, why are you up? I thought you were sleeping?” you asked as you walked over to the oven that was already heated and placed the cupcakes inside. You grabbed your kitchen timer and set it to 15 minutes.

“I was but Satomi wouldn’t stop crying. She’s giving Satoru the business upstairs. So I came to grab her bottle,” He chuckled as he walked over to you and placed a kiss on your cheek and then he walked over to the fridge to grab your baby’s bottle. “Did you pump earlier?”

“Yes I did. You know I can just come upstairs and breastfeed her, you know?”

“We know, but Satoru needs to start bonding with Satomi, I get along with his sons perfectly so he should get along with my daughter. I know it hurts him that she practically doesn’t accept him to be her other father as yet (even though she’s still a baby), but you know,” Geto explained as he tasted the baby’s milk.

“I understand, but he shouldn’t beat himself over it. She’ll get used to him in no time. By the way, what are the boys doing?” You asked.

“Well, Sukai, is sleeping as usual and Sumiya he’s chilling,” he answered and as you were about to respond you heard your daughter crying, Sumiya making baby noises and Gojo’s anxious footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Su honey, It’s officially confirmed your daughter doesn’t like me. Here take your kid. She threw up on me again and Sumiya pooped and he needs a diaper change,” Gojo complained as he walked into the kitchen with both his kids in his arms.

You pouted and awed a bit because he looked so cute, flustered and tired at the same time. “No Toru, I’ll change Sumiya’s diaper and you feed Satomi. You have to try,” Geo said as he walked over to Gojo and took Sumiya from his arm and gave him Satomi’s baby bottle.

“But…”

“No buts,” Geto said as he placed a kiss on Gojo’s cheek before walking. Gojo sighed heavily as he sat around the kitchen island with Satomi who was still crying.

“Maybe you need to hold her properly,” You said as you walked over to him and fixed her in his arms. “Now feed her.” He did as he was told and once the bottle was in her mouth she stopped crying.

“Thank you,” he said as he sighed in relief. You smiled as you walked back into the kitchen to finish the cupcakes. “The kitchen smells heavenly, by the way.”

“Thank you,” you smiled as you pulled the cupcake out of the oven. “I am baking you some delicious cupcakes and cookies too.”

“Me?” he asked as his face lit up. “Why?”

“Well, I want to show you how much I love and appreciate you. You’ve been a really good father to our kids, despite the fact that you can’t seem to get along with Satomi, but I can see that you’re trying.”

He gave you a soft smile before speaking. “Thank you, but you don’t need to do all that for me. I already know that you love me very much and just kissing my forehead and my lips during the day and night is enough for me to know how much you appreciate me.”

“I know, but I just want to do this for you and Suguru too even though he doesn’t enjoy sweets that much, but I’ll make his favourite ramen. I haven’t had the chance to do much for either of you. You know ever since I had our children, I’m unable to tend to both of your needs.”

“What needs?” Suguru asked as he entered the kitchen with both Sumiya and Sukai in his arms.

“You know those needs,” you whispered as you began to make the dough for the cookies.

“I’m not understanding, Y/N? What needs are you talking about? I mean you always cook for us, and despite the fact that we told you not to, you still clean the house and wash our clothes. So what other needs do we have?” Gojo asked as he rested the baby's bottle on the table before resting Satomi against his shoulder and rubbed her back until she burped.

You said nothing in response. You only focused on making that dough for the cookies. You knew to make the dough rest for a few minutes. So while you wait you could just prepared Suguru’s favourite ramen soup.

As you were about to tend to the soup, you felt a hand wrapped around your waist and a face snuggling into your neck. “Wha…”

“What needs are you talking about baby?” Gojo asked.

You slowly lift your head up to see Geto looking at you with his brows raised. You heaved a heavy sigh before answering. “You know your sexual needs. I told you that it’s ok if you two wanna do it without me. I won’t have any feelings about it.”

“Y/N, sweetie,” Geto sighed softly as he rested both Sukai and Sumiya in their baby seats that you had in the kitchen before walking over to you.

“I just don’t want you both to feel like I’ll be upset if you wanna go at it with each other. You are both men and I know that waiting to have sex can be really frustrating you know. And I don’t feel like I’m capable of taking care of those needs.”

After giving birth to your triplets, you had a hard time accepting the fact that your body would have changed so drastically. You were already a chubby girl, you had thick thighs, a soft tummy that would hang just a little bit over your shorts and you didn’t really have the most firm boobs. But after giving birth, your hips got a bit wider, your tummy a little softer than usual, your waist also expanded and your boobs. You don’t even want to talk about it.

You just felt unattractive and useless. You didn’t look like the woman they married and you surely won’t be able to give them the pleasure that you once gave them and that bothered you a bit.

“Y/N, how many times do we have to tell you that you have nothing to worry about?” Geto asked as he took Satomi from Gojo’s arms and went to put her in her baby seat as well. Gojo now wrapped his free arm around your waist and pulled you even closer to him.

“But I just thought that it wasn’t fair for you guys to…” you started to explain but your words got caught in your throat, so instead of explaining you began to gnaw on your bottom lip.

“Our kids are our main priority here. Besides, after a long day with our kids, Su and I are too tired to think about sex. All we can think about is laying down in bed with our beautiful wife and sometimes our kids. Yes I admit I miss having sex with you, but that’s not important right now,” Gojo explained as he peppered your cheeks with his kisses. “Besides, I don’t understand why you say that you aren’t capable of taking care of your sexual needs. Remember baby, you still need to heal. I know how hard it was for you to give birth to our kids.”

“It’s not about healing though, Satoru. That is not what I’m thinking. I understand what you’re saying but that’s not the reason as to why I don’t think I’m capable of having sex with either of you,” you said as you pulled away from him to go and put the pot on the stove to prepare the broth for Geto’s favourite ramen.

But as you were about to do so, Geto grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him. “Then explain to us then. If there’s another reason besides the fact that your body needs rest then you have to tell us.”

You felt Satoru approached you from behind and he kissed the top of your head. “You need to explain to us mochi. Talk to us so that we can understand what you’re trying to say to us.”

You sighed heavily as you rested your head in Suguru’s chest. “It’s just that after I gave birth to our kids, I just feel so insecure about my body. I mean I still have my pregnancy bump, my thighs are so big and my breasts are starting to look a bit soggier than usual. I have stretch marks on my thighs and ass and also my tummy, you know,” you explained.

Geto sighed heavily and Gojo just rested his head on top of yours while they continued to listen to your complaints.

“I’m scared that either of you won’t find me attractive anymore. I’m scared that I won’t be able to perform sexually for you like I once did. I feel so uncomfortable wearing short clothes around both of you because I don’t want either of you to think that my body looks unattractive. I'm just scared that you’ll both leave me when you see how unattractive I really am.”

Gojo sighed as he began to caress your thighs, and he sighed even heavier when your body trembled cowardly from his touch. They both knew how you felt about your baby weight. They’ve seen the signs and all, but they didn’t know that it was this bad. Luckily they had already prepared themselves for this.

“What are you talking about Y/N?” Geto asked as he pulled away from you. He pulled you away from Satoru before walking into the living room in front of a big wall mirror. Gojo came shortly after. “I honestly don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”

“Same here,” Gojo said as he stood in front and grabbed hold of your shirt and before you had time to process what was happening, he ripped it open to expose your naked chest. Suguru did the same thing with your sweatpants. You were left standing in the living room with panties on.

“What? No! Don’t look at me,” you screamed as you pathetically tried to hide your body from them. “I look disgusting, please stop.”

“Disgusting? Where?” Gojo asked as he pried your hands away from your body. Geto started to rub tiny circles on your waist while Gojo planted loving kisses on your cheek. “I can’t see what you're talking about.”

It felt hard to breathe, it’s been a while since you were able to stand in just your panties before these two. You were uncomfortable standing in front of them like that. Your breathing began to increase, your head started to feel light, you felt like you were about to pass out but then Gojo began whispering in your ear, “Relax Y/N, you need to take breaths my beautiful queen.”

He released your arms and began to massage your shoulders, while Geto hands moved to rub your tummy. “That’s right baby calm down. You got so worked up for nothing,” Geto mumbled as his hands left your tummy and slowly made his way up to grab your boobs. “We’ve been standing here, looking at you through the mirror and I can’t see what looks disgusting or what part of you is ugly.”

“Toru… Sugu,” you stuttered as you looked at them both through the mirror and before you could get another sentence out of your mouth, Gojo quickly shut you up with a tender kiss.

“You’re just as beautiful and sexy as you were before. Personally I think that you’re even more beautiful and sexier now that you gave us three beautiful kids,” Geto whispered while Gojo continued to kiss your lips. “So what if you gained a little weight? Hm? What if your body is not the same anymore? Do you think we care about that? We don’t! We don’t care about how you look. We never did! We never fell in love with your body, we fell in love with you.”

Hot tears streamed down your face as your husband Geto continued to reassure you with his words, and Gojo he was still sucking the last breath from your body.

“These,” Geto said before squeezing your boobs. “Your breasts are fucking perfect. You don’t know how Toru’s been dying to get one in his mouth. He’s been obsessed with their growth and how soft they look underneath your clothes.”

“Can I suck them now Sugu?” Gojo asked as he pulled his lips away from you to allow you to catch your breath.

“Not yet Toru,” Geto said while chuckling.

“Wanna take the kids milky straight from the source,” Gojo teased, which made you chuckle a little.

“Stop interrupting me, you can drool over mama when I’m done here. We still need to let her know how much we love this body of hers.” Gojo nodded his head before pushing Geto’s hands away from your tits to squeeze the heavy mounds in his palms. Meanwhile Geto dropped to his knees and gripped your waist. “Your pregnancy bump makes me wanna put another baby in you.”

“Make that 3 more babies,” Gojo whispered in your ear.

“The soft beautiful tummy of yours is where I want to lay my head when I’m feeling down, when we’re feeling down,” Geto whispered. He then licked his lips before kissing the stretch marks on your tummy. “And these fucking thighs. I just want you to wear them as ear muffs.”

“Thighs and ass like yours are a rare find. And Sugu and I are lucky enough to bag you before someone else does.”

“He’s right baby,” Geto mumbled as he left kisses all over your thighs. “We will love and cherish every part of your body sweet baby.”

“You heard that right, Moochie. We will cherish every inch of your sweet body,” Gojo said, his hand moving from your breast to grip the end of your panties. “Let us cherish this perfect body of yours baby.”

“Toru…” you whispered when he began to pull your panties down your legs.

“Let's cherish your body mama, Sugu you know what to do right?” Gojo asked.

“Of course,” Geto replied as he pulled his hand away from your waist to wrap his hair into a bun.

…

“The kids,” you softly moaned as you gripped Gojo’s hand that was holding your thigh above Geto’s head as he worked wondrous miracles with his tongue between your thighs. “Sugu, we… can’t…”

“Shh… then you have to keep quiet and let him have a taste of you. It’s been a while you know,” Gojo whispered, his fingers digging into the meat of your thigh to keep you steady. Your eyes fluttered, back arching from Gojo’s chest and your thigh trembled in his hands as Geto laid his tongue flat on your clit and hummed at how sweet you tasted on his tongue.

“Fuck I’ve missed this,” Geto groaned into your pussy.

“Enjoying yourself down there Sugu?” Gojo asked. Geto replied with a hum as he dragged his tongue between your fat pussy lips, collecting your sweet arousal that was dripping from your nectar. Gojo used his hand that wasn’t holding your thigh to squeeze your soft, heavy tits and listened as your sweet little cries left your lips. It sounded like music to his ears when Geto swiftly moved his tongue between your folds, lapping up your juices before switching back to suck off your throbbing clit.

“Sugu.., it feels so good,” you moaned as your toes curled, your fingers digging deeper into Gojo’s skin. You felt as if you were floating on cloud nine with the way he was eating your pussy like a starved man, sending your body towards its ends and pushing you closer towards your orgasm.

“Toru,” Geto moaned between your folds which sent a trembling vibration through your body. “Move towards the sofa.” he begged. Gojo did as he was told and once he was seated on the sofa, he pulled you into his lip, grabbed your thigh again and left it above Geto’s head.

Just before Geto was able to resume eating your pussy out, he watched as Gojo slipped his middle finger into your warm hole. His eyes twinkled with excitement and the next thing he knew his lips were on your clit.

Your hips bucked against Gojo’s finger as he brushed against your sweet spot, slowly dragging his finger against your velvety walls. He added another finger and you immediately clenched around his digits. Geto pulled his lips away from your clit to watch as your pussy welcomed Gojo’s ministrations. “So wet,” he moaned as he watched your arousal coated Gojo’s fingers.

“Damn, your pussy is so wet,” Gojo whispered as he listened as your pussy squelched each time Gojo entered your warm, slippery cunt.

“Please…” You breathlessly moaned.

“You wanna cum, beautiful?” Geto asked as he gripped your other thigh and spread you just a little bit wider.

“Please…” you moaned yet again as you vigorously shook your head.

“Can I have a kiss Sugu,” Gojo whispered. Geto hummed before shifting his weight between your thighs and moved up to kiss Gojo’s lips with Gojo fingers still moving inside of you. Geto moaned, his tongue thrusting past Gojo lips to taste the breast milk he had earlier from one of the baby's bottles. You whined, your pussy clenching even more as you watched them share a passionate kiss above you before pulling away.

They always do this to you, always making you feel such immense pleasure, just by sharing a kiss above you.

“Thank you,” Gojo softly hummed as Geto fixed himself between your thighs yet again. Another moan slipped from your lips when Gojo suddenly pulled his fingers from your dripping cunt and Geto’s mouth greedily sucked on your cunt before pressing his tongue into you. Geto’s nails scraped your skin as he tried to hold your trembling thigh apart from the other.

You felt as if you were about to fall apart when Gojo’s thumb pressed itself against your throbbing clit, and Geto’s mouth moved at such a sweet rhythm. Your body felt so overwhelmed with pleasure, your walls trembled at the sweet sensations.

“Oh, God Toru, Sugu… Fuck stop,” You screamed as you gripped at Geto’s hair and Gojo’s arm yet again and tried to push them away. “Too much too much,” you cried. He shook his head no and continued to abuse your pussy with his mouth. You squeezed your eyes shut, your hand gripping onto your lovers, with your orgasm fast approaching.

“Come on princess, cum all over his face, He hasn’t tasted your sweet cum for so long,” Gojo whispered in your ear. You could feel the sinister smile stretching across his beautiful face as he continued to whisper. “Come on, cum for us mama.”

You screamed as your orgasm hit you, your back lurching forward, hot tears streaming down your beautiful face. Geto hummed happily as he against your lower lips as he drank up your cum. “Mhm,” he moaned before pressing a kiss on your clit then pulled away from you and moved up to kiss your lips then Gojo’s.

“I gotta have sex with her now. She’s driving me crazy Sugu. Are you going to let me Su…” Gojo begged as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of your pussy.

“Go head,” Geto said while chuckling. Without another word, Gojo somehow managed to shift his body beneath yours to pull his sweatpants and underpants to free his aching cock. You watched as he grabbed his cock, giving it a couple strokes, tapped it against your cunt before slowly thrusting into your warm hole.

You both let out a loud moan while Geto stood, happily watching as your beautiful cunt clenched around Gojo’s cock. “Fuck mama, I’m going to put another baby in you,” and just as he was about to pull out to thrust back in.

The sound of your daughter crying made you both freeze in your spot. Geto chuckled, while Gojo mumbled, “Fuck.”

“No worries, I’ll go calm her down. You gotta hurry up and try to keep her from screaming ok,” Geto warned Gojo.

“Ok Sugu,” Gojo nodded while smiling at his lover.

“And you don't ever want to hear you talk like that about yourself again. I don't want you to think that we would hate you because of how your body looks." Geto said as he kissed your sweaty forehead.

"I-I am sorry," you stuttered as Gojo slowly began to thrust inside you.

"Look, baby, it is normal to feel insecure sometimes, but it is our job to remind you that you are beautiful," then he kissed your lips, "How could I ever dislike the body of the woman, my woman that carried our children."

"I...," but he shut me up with his lips.

“No, buts. We love you so much, right Toru,” Geto asked as he looked over at Gojo who was biting his lips to keep himself from moaning out.

“Yes, We love you… Go fuck… Go put the baby back to sleep, we need you here with us.” Gojo whined while you softly moaned his name.

“No worries I’ll be back…”

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 ❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎

@getosbigballsack

#getou suguru smut #geto smut #geto suguru #suguru geto #jjk geto #geto x reader #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojo smut #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #gojo x geto #jujutsu kaisen satoru #satosugu #gojo x y/n #getou suguru #jujutsu kaisen geto

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twice-inamillion · 4 months

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Without Sana

Angst and Story Building (Sadness, Depression, Grieving), Fluff

Chapter 222

1,755 Words

(A terrifying moment for Sana. It is the first tour without Sana. Living day by day with some hope for a better future. )

The timer goes off for the baked sweet potatoes that Nayeon had in the oven. She puts on her gloves, opens the oven door, removes the potatoes, and places them on the counter. She unwraps the tinfoil of one, blows on it, and takes a bite.

“Yes! It’s good. I didn’t burn it this time. Let’s have Sana give it a try.”

She goes up the stairs and knocks on Sana’s door, “Sana, the potatoes are ready,” but there is no answer. She opened the door and saw that no one was there. “Is Sana’s still in the bath?”

Nayeon walks towards the bathroom and knocks on the door, “Sana, it's me, Nayeon. Are you still in there?” No, answer. She places her hand and the door knob and gives it a turn, but it's locked. “Sana, open the door. You’ve been in the bath for almost an hour,” but still no answer. She places her ear on the door and can only hear the calming music Sana uses when taking a bath. She knocks on the door again, “Sana, please open the door; it’s not funny.” This time she bangs on the door, grabs the doorknob tightly, and turns it around violently. She gives it a couple of tries until it opens and is overwhelmed by the amount of steam and the smell.

She turned on the lights and saw Sana submerged underwater, with her eyes closed. In a panic, she makes her way to Sana, gets inside the tub, and grabs the arm of the nude Sana, “Sana, no! What are you doing?” She pulls Sana out of the water, grabs her by the end of the neck, and slaps her cheek, “Wake up, Sana. Wake up.”

Nayeon keeps on slapping Sana’s cheek until she slowly regains consciousness and coughs out the water she took in.

*cough… cough… cough…

“Sana, look at me. Sana, are you okay?”

“Nayeon unnie?”

Nayeon wraps her arms around Sana and says, “Please, don’t do that ever again. You’re very important to us; we care about you; don’t ever forget it.”

“Unnie! I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’m here for you.”

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You arrive home a few hours later and find Nayeon and Sana in the living room. Sana sleeps on Nayeon’s lap, and she caresses her head.

“How did today go?”

Nayeon pulls out her phone, sending you a message, “I’ll tell you later. Can you help me take her to her room?” You nod, slowly pick up Sana, and take her to her room. You place her gently on the bed, with Nayeon covering her with her bedsheets.

Exiting the bedroom, you head downstairs towards the kitchen with Nayeon. She prepares a plate of food for both of you and talks about the events that occurred today. You listen to how she had to break into the bathroom, pull Sana out of the shower, and worry about her safety. She mentions that she will sleep with her tonight and talk to the rest of the members when they return home from visiting their parents.

You let her know that you’re worried about not having them around once they leave on tour in the States. She reassures you that you will do a good job and keep an eye on her, never leaving her alone for an extended period. The two of you continued to talk until late at night before heading back upstairs.

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A few days have passed, and the members are putting their luggage into the company van. On the other hand, the mommies are saying goodbye to their children as they will be away for about fifteen days.

“Jisoo, you got to be a good girl and watch over your sisters, okay?” Jisoo nods and hugs Jihyo before giving her back to her mother.

“Aww, my baby. I wish I could take you, but I can’t.” She looks at Jihyo’s mom and asks if she could update her on Da-eun’s condition daily. “I’ll be more than happy to, honey. You have my number, so you can call me or text me at any time,” says Jihyo’s mom.

“Thank you for watching over Da-eun for me.”

“No problem. She’s like a grandchild to me. I’m more than happy to.”

Ari and Hina hug Mina one last time, saying, “Take good care of each other and make sure to listen to the adults.” They both nod their heads and give her a gummy smile. “Thank you for looking out for the twins,” says Mina to Chaeyoung’s mom. “I’m more than happy too. Even though it's going to be for a couple of days, I’m looking forward to it.” “My mom said that she was going to come down to Korea within the next few days to visit the girls so it wouldn’t burden you too much.” Chaeyoung’s mother laughs and says, “Oh, they won’t be a burden. I raised Chaeyoung and her brother alone, so it shouldn’t be too bad.”

“They can be a handful in their own ways,” as she looks at the smiling twins.

“Make sure to take care of yourself,” the members say as they hug Sana. “I really want to go with you guys.” Jihyo responds, “We’ll video call you as much as possible so you don’t miss out, but your health is the priority.” She looks at you and says, “Take care of her, okay? My mom and Chaeyoung’s mom will be with you and watch over the kids, but I need you to watch over Sana.” You nod and hug everyone except Jeongyeon since she doesn’t want to before you all say goodbye.

With the members gone, the rest of you head to the house and spend some family time together. The kids play with Jihyo and Chaeyoung’s mom in the backyard while you and Sana help make sandwiches. Your goal is to keep her busy and close to you, just like Jihyo said. Hearing what happened with Nayeon, you’re scared of something like that repeating itself, so you want to keep Sana as safe as possible.

“I’m going to take this to the girls outside.”

“Thank you, Sana. I’ll be there soon.”

Sana heads to the playground and gets the children to sit by the shade to enjoy their sandwiches. “How are you doing, son?”

Spaced out, you return to the real world and see Jihyo’s mom next to you, grabbing some napkins, “I’m doing okay. Just hanging in there.”

“You must be worried about Sana, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Focus on Sana and her wellbeing. Let us focus on the kids. Jihyo has told me how much she wanted a baby. Having a miscarriage is going to be a difficult time for both of you. Take care of her, okay.”

“Thank you.”

“Family has to stick together.”

“I’m surprised you’re so supportive.”

“I somewhat knew about the type of relationship my daughter had. She loves the girls and you, so I had an idea of what could have happened. Plus, she told me that she instigated some of it.”

You can’t help but laugh at how Jihyo instigated and mentioned it to her own mother but can’t do anything about it now. Jihyo’s mom pats your back and heads back to the girls who are eating their sandwiches.

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It’s been a few days since the members left, and the babies are doing well. Jisoo and Da-eun spend their nights in her grandparents' house while the twins sleep in Chaeyoung’s room with Chaeyoung’s mom.

Sana, on the other hand, has been sticking to you like glue. She has been with you most of the time, anywhere from eating together, going out on morning walks, helping you in your home office, showering, and sleeping together. She has tried to be upbeat like her usual self, but sometimes, you notice her spacing out or avoiding touching her stomach when you try washing her. When it comes to sleeping, she could want to cuddle with you and sometimes cry herself to sleep. You try to console her, but she always asks, “Am I a failure as a woman? Why couldn’t I keep our baby safe?” There are no words that you can say to make her understand that it is not her fault. The only thing you can do now is be there for her and support her throughout the grieving process.

Sana walks up late in the morning and hears footsteps downstairs. She heads on and sees Jisoo and the twins playing with each other in the living while Jihyo’s mom holds Da-eun in her arms.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, Sana.”

“Good mornings, babies.”

The children stopped running, turned to Sana, and smiled at her before continuing their game. Sana walks towards the couch, sits next to Jihyo’s mom, and greets Da-eun. “Good morning, Da-eun.” She smiles and lifts her hand up, “Would you like to carry her?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, she’s probably hungry, so I’ll make her a bottle.”

“Okay, I’ll hold her.”

She passes Da-eun into Sana’s arms and notices her demeanor change. Hungry, Da-eun rubs her face onto Sana’s chest, making her giggle. “That tickles; you must be a hungry little one.” “Sana, it seems like Da-eun likes your smell. She must miss suckling on Dahyun’s breasts. How about you letting her suck on yours?”

Sana looks up with a faint smile, “Really?”

“She might find it comforting, especially since she likes you.”

She turns to Da-eun and says, “Aww, you like me?” Da-eun giggles and grabs Sana’s thumb, making Sana giggle as well. “Okay, let’s try it .” She lifts up her oversized shirt, which exposes her breasts. Gently, she brings Da-eun to her breast, and with no hesitation, Da-eun rubs her nose against her nipple, which causes her to laugh again before taking it into her mouth. Da-eun enthusiastically begins to suckle on her nipple. “Da-eun, that tickles.” She closes her eyes and relaxes, feeling the warmth that she gets from Da-eun being attached to her.

Coming home from your morning jog, you enter the house and see Sana sitting on the couch. You walk to Sana and notice her caressing Da-eun’s head, “I don’t have any milk, but I’ll take care of you while Dahyun’s away,” showing a part of her you haven’t seen in a while.

#twice #twice angst #kpop angst #twice sana #twice fluff #kpop fluff #sana angst #sana fluff #sana minatozaki #minatozaki sana #sana #kpop reader #kpop x reader #TM smut

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ilcuoreardendo-fic · 30 days

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Staring Contest

When you walk into the barracks to ask sergeant Hunter about some requisitions to transfer gear from the flagship Phalanx to the Marauder, the room, which had been eerily quiet, erupts in a raucous mixture of jeers and cheers, the sound practically vibrating the walls.

All in good fun. You can feel that in the Force. The battle had gone well and the troops were taking a moment to wind down from the adrenaline. Though through what means, you weren't entirely sure.

Looking toward the center of the room, you watch Deck shake his head and push away from a stack of crates set between him and the Bad Batch's sniper, introduced to you as Crosshair, who smirks like a tooka who's just gotten into the cream.

Next to you, Cerrix passes a couple of cred chips to Tech, who slips them into one of the many pouches on his belt, touches a forefinger to the bridge of his goggles, then swipes something on his datapad.

"That's five, zero," Tech says. "Who's next?"

From somewhere in the crowd of 7th Legion troopers, you hear an eager shout of "The commander!" followed by a wave of murmured agreement.

Every face in the room turns to you and if you were any less sure of yourself, you might find that intimidating.

Instead, you glance at Cerrix for an explanation. "What's going on?"

Cerrix rolls his eyes. "One di'kut bet another di'kut he couldn't out stare Crosshair and it's become a whole thing. You could win us back some money, commander..." Cerrix tone turns hopeful.

"Ha! These guys need all the help they can get." The boisterous voice you recognize as Wrecker's.

You look to Crosshair, who stands, arms crossed, rolling a toothpick slowly between his lips, sizing you up. His eyes are narrowed, calculating and you can practically feel the weight of his gaze on your skin. Something in it tweaks your competitive side.

"Hm." You hand your datapad to a grinning Cerrix. "Okay. I can do that," you say, as you head toward Crosshair, your men parting around you like water as you step up to the crates.

You take a cleansing breathe, letting it out in a soft chuckle as A'den, who you're half surprised to see in the crowd, leans close, whispers in your ear, "Get him, commander," before moving to hold up a wall, letting the rest of his brothers crowd in around you.

"Right," says Cerrix, "I've got eyes on Crosshair. Who's got the commander?"

"I do," the voice is warm and smokey. Sergeant Hunter; after your first meeting, you'd recognize his voice anywhere. He comes into view, standing just behind Crosshair, where he can watch your face throughout the contest. He gives the tiniest nod of his head.

"Okay," Cerrix continues, "first one to blink or look away loses. Draw is at four minutes on the timer." Cerrix motions to Tech, who taps his datapad and gives a thumbs up.

"No Force tricks," rasps Crosshair.

You smile. "I don't need Force tricks. Tech, start the clock."

And so it begins.

The weight you felt from his gaze when you were across the room is nothing compared to what you feel now, staring directly into Crosshair's eyes. His focus is pointed. When he's not tense or scowling, Crosshair's eyes take on a heavy lidded quality that seem to make the color of them darker, deeper.

All the clones have brown eyes.

And you've stared into many sets of them in many different contexts. Issuing orders before leaving for battle. Listening to stories in the mess or at 79's when you've been invited along. Sitting at bedsides in Med Bay. In dark corners of the ship, telling someone their brother didn't make it back. In the middle of firefights, choking on dust and wrapping the Force around you and the clones, who you can do nothing for except hold their hands...

But this is new. Different.

The last time you stared into someone's eyes this closely, for this long, they had been a lover.

With a soft sigh, you keep eye contact but let your vision take in the full, slightly out of focus, expanse of Crosshair's face.

He has the high cheekbones that all clones share, but they're more pronounced on his lean face. His jawline is narrow, chin strong. His lips are thin and between them he holds the ever captive toothpick.

You catch a teasing flash of his tongue as the toothpick rolls from one side of his mouth to the other.

It gives you an idea. You said you didn't need Force tricks. You never said you'd play fair.

You bring your full attention back to his eyes, notice one of his eyebrows has drawn up; it doesn't take the Force to know he's been examining you in much the same way.

Making sure to keep eye contact, you lean forward, place your left elbow on the stack of crates and rest your chin on your curled knuckles.

Curiosity flares in Crosshair's eyes, but he stays focused. Sharp. Assessing.

Until you slowly part your lips, as if you're about the speak. Instead of words, you let the tip of your tongue play along the inside edge of your lower lip and watch the subtle widening of his eyes. You can feel the control he exerts over himself to not break eye contact to look fully at your mouth.

You reach out with your free hand — slowly; he could stop you if he wanted to — and pluck the toothpick from his mouth. His lips part, you hear the slightest uptick of his breathing.

There's a low rumble throughout the room. Hushed conversation. Maybe constrained laughter.

You flip the toothpick, bring the end of it that had been between Crosshair's lips to the center of your own.

Your tongue slips out, curls around it and you tuck it up against the corner of your mouth with a sly smile that you know reaches your eyes.

Crosshair blinks.

Cerrix cry is instantaneous. "The commander wins!"

"Secret weapon?" Hunter says to him.

"We do tend to bring her out when we really need the win, on the battlefield or off."

You cast a sidelong look at Cerrix, one eyebrow raised. He doesn't even have the decency to look cowed.

You turn back Crosshair, who's arms remain crossed over his chest. His chin is tucked. He's still watching you.

You lean in close, balanced against the crates. "I told you I didn't need Force tricks."

"Perhaps," he reaches out, forefinger under your chin, thumb pressing into the sensitive skin just below your lip where his toothpick still sits, "we need a rematch. Without an audience."

I...haven't done a reader insert ficlet in a long time and never for Star Wars.

But I just had this idea bubble up at random. It was an okay word workout and it let me think more about Crosshair's face. So, win.

#crosshair x reader #the bad batch #crosshair x f!reader #crosshair x jedi!reader #hunter bad batch #original clone trooper #crosshair (tbb)#sw fic #ilcuoreardendo fic

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yelenasdiary · 6 months

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For Flufftober 🤭

It's Kate's and Readers first Halloween together as a couple. The two spend the whole day at home handing out candy for the trick or treaters. Kate is the one who is handing out the candy while Reader bakes some cookies and other stuff for the Avengers Halloween party that they're going to at night. The two dress up in a couples costume (you can pick whichever one you want) before they head to the avengers compound.

-🌊 (I know it's not much but this is all I got 🙈)

Trick or Treat

Pairing: Kate Bishop x GN! Reader

Summary: You and Kate spend your first Halloween together.

Warnings: Smut implied? But other than that, none | 1.7K

AC: I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for requesting it, it was so fun to write! x

October Special Masterlist

Halloween, a spooky day for all small and tall. Kate, your girlfriend, had spent the night at your small townhouse home and of course she had brought Lucky. Kate turned your house into a nicely decorated house that screamed your name all over it into something that Claire from Modern Family would most definitely approve of. It was your first Halloween together and she had invited you to join her at the Avenger's compound later tonight for a Halloween party that Wanda and Nat had planned out, mostly Wanda of course.

Kate secretly loved that you lived in a family orientated neighborhood, given that her apartment was on top of a pizzeria, she doesn't get any excited children knocking on her door trick or treating. A large pumpkin shaped plastic bowl sat on the dresser by the front door, overflowing with candy and treat sized chocolate bars for Kate to hand out while you baked some Halloween themed cookies and cupcakes for the party later on.

"Look at you Lucky!" you smiled widely as he sat at your feet, tail wagging while wearing a horse saddle costume finished with a fake wig, Kate entered the kitchen in a red wig with a single plait hanging off her shoulder topped with a red cowgirl hat.

"Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!" Kate says with a put-on country accent while swirling a lasso, "You found Woody! Good job Bullseye!" she added. You couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable the cowgirl was, "I bet you've been waiting all month to say that" you replied.

"You bet ya!" Kate placed her lasso on the countertop and gently pulled you in for a kiss. Since Kate went a teeny bit overload with the Halloween decorations, she suggested that you, Lucky and her dress up a little more child friendly when she noticed just how many younger children lived in your neighborhood and who doesn't love Toy Story right?

With Lucky dressed as Bullseye, you as Woody and Kate as Jessie, it was almost criminal not to get as many photos together as possible. Kate didn't only have a great eye when it came to her archery but also when it came to her photography. She set up her digital camera in front of a blue back drop and set the timer for 10 seconds. The three of you posed for a few photos before Kate heard the doorbell ring, her first trick or treater for the day!

"Twick or Tweet!" A small child no older than 4 smiled with his candy bag open wide, he was dressed as Miguel from Disney's Coco. "Happy Halloween little dude!!" Kate smiled as she kindly put 3 pieces of candy into his little bag. "Thank you!" He waved before he turned to walk back towards his parents who waited protectively at the end of the walkway, they smiled at Kate before she closed the door.

"Looks like you've got the door covered, I'll get a start on the cookies" you gave Kate a little tilt of your cowboy hat before making your way to the kitchen.

Every few minutes the doorbell would ring through the house and Kate would answer it with Lucky sitting beside her feet. The kids said the iconic line before they noticed that Lucky was also dressed up, he got plenty of pats and Kate even showed them a trick that she had taught him recently. Lucky would carefully pick up 2 pieces of candy from the bowl and place it in the kids candy stash.

"Bishop! Get your fingers away from the icing mixture!" you scolded as you took the try of freshly baked gooey chocolate chip cookies, placing the on the countertop for cooling before putting a second tray into the oven.

"I didn't even do anything!" Kate lied, licking the tip of her index finger. You turned and shook your head at her, "you can help decorate them when their ready and after, you can eat the left-over icing" you offered before you made a start on making cupcake mixture.

Kate was just about to distract you by wrapping her arms around you from behind when the doorbell rang again, and she was out of the kitchen faster than you could blink. It wasn't long before she was back, hovering around you waiting for a spare moment to capture your lips in a kiss.

Once the cupcake mixture was made, you began to pour some into the cupcake cups. Kate grabbed a teaspoon as you did so and scraped some mixture out of the bowl before quickly dabbing some of it on the tip of your nose. She chuckled proudly before leaving the spoon clean of mixture while you shook your head playfully at her and placed the bowl on the countertop, "come here" you looked up at her. You dipped your finger into the mixture and waited for Kate to come closer before you wiped it on her left cheek.

"Don't waste it!!" Kate joked as she dipped her finger into the mix and wiped a strip of mixture from your forehead, over your nose and to your lips. "Says you!" you raised a brow only to be shushed by Kate kissing you deeply, "well" you smiled against her lips, "I guess if you do that again it'll make up for it" you added.

Kate didn't hesitate to kiss you once more, the taste of red valet cupcake mixture on her lips reminded you of the slight mess that she had just made on your face. Another ring of the doorbell broke your kiss but seeing the excitement on Kate's face every time the doorbell rang was enough to keep you from giving her a pout.

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"Baby, we're gonna be late!" you call out as you look at the time on your phone. The cookies and cupcakes were decorated and ready to take over to the compound in Tupperware. Kate and you had changed costumes, Kate called this one Murders Ken & Barbie. "I'm ready!" Kate walked out of your bedroom in a black suit with a pink undershirt paired with some black shoes, her hair tied back with some loose strands rounding her face, fake blood markings on her face and neck added to the murder look.

"Babe, you're drooling" Kate chuckled as you were stunned at how great your girlfriend looked. You wore Barbie's iconic pink and white gingham dress with a couple of steams of fake blood to add to the effect. "I'm sorry, but god damn it!" you replied. Kate pulled you closer to her, "Thank you Barbie, you look rather dashing yourself!" she spoke, softly smiling at you.

"Do we really have to do to this party?" you asked, your mind racing with other ideas. Kate caught on quickly to your train of thought and lightly bit her bottom lip, "and miss this chance to show you off? I don't think so" she replied before kissing you softly, "besides, you've got all night to get me out of this suit" she added with a wink.

#yelenasdiary asks #🌊 anon #fanfiction #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop #flufftober #hawkeye #marvel

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a-sweet-desperate-softie · 2 months

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Not gonna go into detail but I’ve finally gotten some health/mental health stuff figured out and my insatiable love for omo is back in full force! Long story short, I couldn’t focus long enough to enjoy holding, which sucked. To celebrate here’s a list (in no particular order) of sensations that I haven’t enjoyed in a few months and THOROUGHLY FUCKING ENJOYED yesterday 🤭

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- When you can feel the first signs of fullness, like a warm tingle just above your pubic bone. A light press or a gentle trailing of your fingers sends butterflies all the way to the soles of your feet.

- When you set a fifteen minutes timer on repeat to remind you to drink 8oz of water (except, you get to “celebrate” at the top of every hour with juice, soda, or kombucha) and you KNOW you would be able to hold it all so you start to think of nothing else—eventually, you’re going to have to pee… how’s that gonna end up? In your pants? What pants? What underwear? Where will you be? What will you be doing? Do you want to enjoy it or do you want to feel ashamed? Either way, you’re going to have to pee, so you better start thinking.

- When you pretend to get up and use the toilet every time you feel the urge to pee. You don’t ACTUALLY get to use the toilet of course. No, you do, however, have to sit on the toilet, maybe wipe yourself to make your body feel even more desperate to pee—then you just have to sit there and not pee. It doesn’t matter if you have your pants pulled up or down, getting up and walking to the bathroom because you need to pee and then intentionally not peeing gets really frustrating by the third time in any given hour. And don’t forget to flush and wash your hands! Especially if others are home: we wouldn’t want anyone asking questions about what did or didn’t happen in the bathroom. Plus, don’t you want to caress your nice, warm, wet hands while your bladder is slowly stretching to capacity? 😘

- Mmmmmmm, and then, eventually, the potty dance. I’m convinced that potty dances are just like any other dance. They evolve from one basic movement and any variation from that movement risks losing connection with your body. Maybe you start with the subtle little left-right wiggle of your hips. It might be slow, it might be a little more hurried. Either way, the repetition quenches your bodies need to feel movement. It WANTS to move all the pee you’ve been collecting in your now slightly bulging bladder but you try to satiate it with your cute little dancing. But the repetition: left… right… left… right… left… it’s blissful until it’s not enough. Then your movements become more exaggerated—basic back and forth won’t cut it any longer. You start to feel your first panic moments. Sudden rushes of desperation cause the sphincter at the base of your bladder and all the small, interconnected stabilizing muscles to start to scream for release. But they’re small little muscles, so you don’t feel them as screams. No, you feel them as the sudden, seemingly-out-of-nowhere, “oh fuck did I just leak???” type of moments. You can’t feel exactly what muscle, what part of that delicate and oh-so-sensitive area finally gave in, but now every other part has to overcompensate for that failure. If you don’t do something more drastic it feels like your whole bladder is just going to burst from your urethra like a water balloon that you never take off the end of the hose. It just fills until the bottom blows out.

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Alright, that’s good for now. I’ve got shjt to do today, but there might be more of this type of recounting throughout today. New adventures await me ☺️

#omorashi #pants wetting #desperation wetting #pee accident #intentional wetting #i’m a puddle on the floor #i’m in a puddle on the floor #stoned omo

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 4 months

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Hello! May I make another request?

Can I request a Frederick x fem reader. Ya know the scene where he pulled out the gun and pushed orphy with it and pointed it on the ground when he told Alice to place the box on the ground? (Him with a gun is so hot) can it be like a similar situation, for example reader and Alice are close friends and they went to the manor together. nsfw

I was just talking to @turbulentscrawl about the THAT scene, buddy only had one round and if he shot it then his glass jaw was done for lolol also based it off this post

Rated Mature | Warnings: Reader has a past (tm)

Alice deserves to be called 'good girl' (listen!)

“A single barrel pistol,” Cold, “Meaning you have exactly one bullet.” The Composer's eyes narrow at your words, “Once that bullet is gone, you will have only maybe that cane of yours as a weapon or you better start running.” Laying out his choices.

Alice stands behind you, rather you place yourself in front of Alice who looks at you surprised. Back at the orphanage, you always were the defender the children flocked to; Alice too back then looked up to you.

Still does as she knew for this investigation she will need an ally. Someone to watch her back.

“Better make that shot count, Frederick.” This is not your first time being held at gunpoint, sadly as a kid, you were the fighter. It was your only way to survive, none of the adults helped— Whether they cared or not, it didn't matter, you had to fight. As you got older, you got involved with the wrong side of the law. A driver, the type that helps with getaway driving and deliveries– No questions asked, no identification shared on your side.

Frederick looks at you, you know desperation when you see it.

The roar of thunder echoes, blood spills, and Frederick stands there in shock.

You grunt in pain but strike him with a right hook, he stumbled backward holding his face, hand dropping the cane in his hand.

“(False Name)!” Alice catches you before you fall to your knee, blood slipping out of your shoulder from the bullet wound. “Are you crazy!?”

You laugh as Frederick doesn't get up as Orpheus, who so happens to show up after the showdown, restrains him with a rope he found at the stables.

“Is the bullet out?” Alice nods at your question and points to the ground where it landed, “Good. Remember what I showed you?”

Alice does first aid, not her first time patching you up after a firefight.

“Good girl.” A low voice to have only for her to hear you as she makes a sling using your jacket.

“Gonna dump him in the same spot as his great-grandmother's favorite horse?” You ask Orpheus who gives you an inquisitive look.

“She is not my great-grandmother.” Frederick corrects you.

“Whatever, we can just say he went missing.” Shrugging then hissing at the pain.

All of them look at you like you said something horrible.

“He almost killed me, remember!”

You once told Alice, as a joke, that you would stay with her like the Cheshire cat as she makes her way down this rabbit hole. You are loyal to her, always have been since the orphanage. And even as the world turned to a new nightmare, as the truth about the manor became murky yet clear, you remained steadfast to your word.

Driver, this is the title given to you upon the first match.

The game is akin to a story you have read once during your late shifts of being the getaway driver. Something about man being the greatest beast to hunt. This game is just like that.

A single hunter versus five survivors. Only, the twist is that everyone has strange abilities that can make or break a game.

Ciphers. Exit gates. Dungeons to escape. Chairs, the fucked roller-coaster ride seats with loads of fireworks under it with a timer attached.

It's a sick game you are forced to play with others.

You try to put science to all this but none of it makes sense. Maybe… You hate having to accept this is outside the realm of science you know or logic that is well, logic.

Alice is not safe, and you aren't either, but she is your priority.

Two ciphers down, fuck this game, the hunter is tailing you like a wolf hungry for meat. You stumble as you climb through a window after using a pair of gloves that boost your speed.

The hunter loses you thanks to a person titled Batter.

You limp over to a toolbox looking for hopefully some form of first aid— That miracle syringe Doctor has.

The people in your group are Journalist, Batter, and Composer.

Yeah, strange seeing— much less being in a group with a guy who nearly killed you run over, after priming the cipher, to you and patching you up the best he can. His hands are steady, nibble, and quick as they all had to learn how to patch each other up. This isn’t a game one can win by playing lone wolf, in order to survive everyone has to work as a team. Even if that means working with someone who tried to kill you.

Now, to say you hang that over his head is not true. In the line of work you had been in, you sometimes had to work under pressure with people who may have threatened you with any form of physical violence. You rolled with the punches, often literally, but you lived. Life hardened you, and you moved on (though moving on does not mean you forgive them). Guilt bites at the Composer in a way that you had not expected.

Relationships are not unheard of but rare. One-night stands are not rare but not as common because most do not want to deal with drama while trying to get through a match.

You were open to having sex, it is a destresser and you can do it with no strings attached. Luca was one you had bedded a few times, fun guy. Norton too but he is a messy one, the mood swings had ended the arrangement fast (though you did let him have it when you both got into a fight in the duo match).

Past adventures, the present adventure is the man now kiting with you against Naiad.

The gate currently opened (thanks to Alice), is blocked by the mer-bitch (you… dislike her or rather going against her).

Composer takes a hit to distract as he hasn’t taken any damage during the match. You follow up by shooting the hunter with the flare gun then dashing to follow out.

The match ends in a victory for the survivors.

“See you tonight.” Upon entering the manor you pat his shoulder before leaving off to check on Alice.

Frederick Kreiburg could be considered boring.

There are not always nights with that raw passion that would make the Gods blush sort of thing. Nothing like romance novels with the life-altering sex the protagonists have.

It is… Well, it is like making love honestly.

With Luca, you had fun. Playful and a lot of teasing. With Norton, it was like a fight, rough and hard that left you swore for days. Even the time you slept with Demi after a long of partying, it was fun and sweet.

With Frederick, this love. He is the composer and you are the orchestra. Each symphony played with care, practice, and with love.

You never made love before. Sex is one thing, fucking around is another, but love is different. It is just as consuming as lust but lingers longer than lust. It has you biting your lip as Frederick removes your slippers from when you bathed, his lips kissing the top of your foot, his hand massaging the soreness under your foot.

It is like being worshiped and adored in a way lust cannot give you.

He travels upward slowly, his gloves tossed to the floor, your leg brought up to rest on his shoulder and the other leg guided to open you up to him.

Like a flower, or something poetic.

“Frederick.” You don't realize how pent-up you are until he kisses the inside of your exposed thigh. The bathrobe opened and slumped around your waist. “Fuck.” Moaned out.

He enjoys making you sing, enjoys seeing that hardened exterior crumble to expose that you are just as starved just as him. He takes his time preparing you. Every action is blessed by a tune he knows you ask later what song he is singing. You enjoy hearing him talk about his music.

When he finally lets you cum, you nearly jump him in your eagerness to get him naked. The Composer is different from you, you like that.

“I love you.”

To think he pulled out a gun and had shot you during the struggle.

“Say it again.” Between his legs.

“I ah l-love you.”

The hum of an old song, Clair de Lune, sounds pretty, as you blow him is fun. He has to guess the song before he cums.

The fun part is after when you let him gather himself before the union. The crescendo (you told him and found it amusing that you tried learning musical terms to flirt with him), the part that you both have to fight to not be so loud. Even if his room is free of neighbors (a few less than other sections), you more than once had to tell Naib to shut up with the teasing about Frederick moaning.

Yes, you possess those moans and the Mercenary does not need to be an ass.

The low, yet comforting part, is the post-orgasm part.

Lying there basking in the glow. You are clingy and praising him endlessly, it is something you enjoy doing with your partners. He falls asleep fast when you ‘overwork’ him, the man needs the sleep and you need to let out some post-match steam.

#idv x reader #identity v x reader #frederick kreiburg x reader #idv composer #idv reader insert #idv x you #identity v x you #identity v #identity composer #reader insert #ask #fanfiction #idv #composer x reader #composer x you

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milaisreading · 5 months

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🌱🩷: So, this is the first story of my Blue Lock Christmas special stories. I hope u all will like them! Thanks for reading🩷

Pairing: Otoya Eita x Isagi's sister!Yn

(Slight mention of Oliver Aiku x Isagi's sis!Yn)

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. No other warnings, really... there might be a little bit of angst, but that's abt it. It has a fluff ending

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

🎄Dec 10th🎄

It's the Christmas time right after the Japan team had won the World Cup. Otoya still felt the same amount of euphoria he felt months ago. He had made great new friends, got an offer to play in a good European football club, got many sponsorships, and, for Otoya most importantly, he got a lot of attention from the ladies. He always liked the attention they gave him, but never found it in himself to date one of the girls who confessed to him. Otoya wanted to blame that on the fact that he knew he wasn't relationship material, that he liked fucking around, and that he didn't want to make the same mistake he did prior to joining Blue Lock. But... Otoya knew that wasn't entirely true. He had eyes on someone else. He had feelings for someone else, and kept on silently admiring them from afar as they were happily in a relationship with someone else. And that someone was nobody other than Isagi (Y/n), their star striker's older sister. Otoya isn't someone who falls in love hard, but ever since he got to know the older Isagi he doesn't believe it. Otoya really loved the girl, and he wasn't sure what he loved more about her. Was it the laugh? The smile? The kind personality? The angry look she would send Isagi when he didn't pick his stuff up? Or maybe it was how relaxed she was? Or all of it combined? Otoya didn't know the answer, but one thing he did know is that he fell in love, and he wasn't getting out of it any time soon.

But, just like (Y/n) is perfect is Otoya's eyes, there was one imperfection about the girl that was bugging him. Well, it's not a flaw in her personality or looks, but more her partner. The one and only, Oliver Aiku, the former captain of the U-20 team and Japan's most well known two-timer. Otoya will admit it was hypocritical of him to hate Oliver for cheating, but he didn't care!

Thanks to his closeness with Isagi, Otoya got to know of all the times Oliver cheated on (Y/n), and every time she took him back! The green-eyed boy couldn't believe that, he didn't want to believe it, but... it was true. And in a way Otoya understood it, when you love someone you don't think clearly, but it didn't mean he liked it. He still remembers the day she came back home, crying while Otoya was visiting Isagi.

🎄Flashback🎄

It was the Christmas day of last year, and after a whole day of spending time with his family, he decided to visit his good friend Isagi (he hoped his sister was home, too). The blue-eyed boy didn't protest the idea much, since he was alone at home and just playing video games, while his parents went to a party and his sister went out on a date with Oliver.

"Soo... they are still dating?" Otoya asked, trying to keep his attention on the video game. Isagi sighed and did the same, not noticing or ignoring the obvious venom in Otoya's voice.

"Yeah... mom and I tried to tell her so many times to leave his pathetic ass, but she just won't. I understand she is in love with Aiku, but that doesn't mean she has to suffer like this." Isagi answered back as they waited for a new level to load. Otoya kept quiet, his grip on the controller tightening as he thought of Oliver.

'That idiot has such a sweet and caring person on his side...'

"How... how many times has it happened?" Otoya questioned.

"Hmm... Sis told me he cheated like 2 times... as far as she knows."

"Hm." Otoya's brows furrowed.

The entrance door suddenly slammed open, startling the duo and Isagi paused the game to see who it was.

"Hm?" Isagi mumbled as he walked towards the entrance. Otoya watched silently, wondering who it could be.

"Sis... it happened again?" The green-eyed boy stood up as he heard Isagi's words, his heart thumbing against his ribcage as he listened in on them.

"Y-yes... but it's fine... I was planning on breaking up today, anyways." (Y/n) sobbed out and Otoya peeked from the open entrance, only to find the girl being hugged by her brother while she was crying.

"I am so stupid."She cried out again and Otoya returned back into the living room before the siblings saw him.

'That stupid asshole...' The green-eyed boy clenched his fists as he listened in on the duo.

🎄Present time🎄

After that day, Otoya made sure to be more attentive towards (Y/n), and was more responsible with his flirting. In hindsight, Otoya should have been this way while (Y/n) and Oliver were still dating, but the flirting made Oliver mad and (Y/n) didn't seem to mind much, since he was never really inappropriate or anything. So, Otoya saw it as a win. But ever since the break up, he just couldn't bring himself to be the old Otoya in that sense. So he would just do some basic things. If he visited Isagi, he would bring some food for them and (Y/n), if she needed help with groceries, he would be there (Isagi was forced to tell him, since Otoya wouldn't stop pestering him), if she said she liked some new book, he would look for it and read. He was down that bad... The whole time he just wanted her to see he was reliable and could be there for her. Something Oliver wasn't.

Otoya sighed as he found the last item in the grocery store his mom sent him to. Memories of the final at the World Cup playing in his head.

🎄Flashback🎄

Otoya looked over at the VIP section from time to time while the team was warming-up for their match against Germany. Otoya could feel the adrenaline rush hitting him 10x harder than it usually would. Not only was this the match everyone was fighting tooth and nail to get to, but also (Y/n) was there and watching him. She was sitting with her parents and waving at the guys from time to time.

'I wish she wore my jersey instead...' Otoya thought as he noted the number 11 written on the particular shirt she wore.

"Otoya, are you alright?"

Speaking of the devil, the younger Isagi walked up to the green-eyed boy, causing him to look at the blue-eyed boy.

"Fine. I am just thinking."

"About my sis?" Isagi raised an eyebrow, watching Otoya blush a little.

"Am I that obvious?"

"Yes. It is amusing to watch." Isagi snickered as Otoya sent him a side-glare, but it quickly disappeared.

"Say... does your sister ever talk about me?" Isagi stopped laughing and looked at Otoya again.

"Well, she said you are very caring and funny to hang out with." The younger answered as be watched Otoya blush again, then continued speaking.

"You know, if you like my sister... try it. (Y/n) seems to like you a lot."

"R-really?" Otoya stuttered, frantically looking between him and (Y/n).

"Yeah. Just...just don't hurt her."

"Of course I won't! I... She means a lot to me." Otoya sighed and looked back at her, just in time for their eyes to meet. The boy blushed as (Y/n) waved at him and he waved back.

'I will ask her out if we win this final game. I promise.'

🎄Present Time🎄

'I still didn't do it... I should probably confess before I leave for Spain in 2 months.' Otoya thought as he made his way back home. The boy fished out his phone and looked at the time, then at the date.

'December 23rd...'

An idea popped in his head then.

🎄☃️🎄☃️🎄☃️🎄☃️🎄☃️🎄☃️🎄☃️🎄☃️

December 24th

Shibuya ward, Tokyo

"Otoya! Sorry if I am late!" The boy looked away from the night sky and excitedly watched as (Y/n) approached him.

"So-sorry! My ride was late. Did you wait for too long?" She asked, stopping in front of him while clutching the strap of her bag.

'Cute... she looks cute!' Otoya blushed and shook his head as he was observing her.

"Not at all... I am happy you made it here. You look good today..." The boy mumbled nervously, causing the girl to blush a little.

"Thanks, although it's nothing special. Y-you look nice, too." She stuttered the last part, at Otoya felt like his brain went blank for a moment, but he ended up shaking himself out of that state.

"Thank you for agreeing to meet up with me today. Especially when everything is so busy and crowded now. I... uhm..." Otoya felt like his heart was about to explode.

'Come on! You confessed to girls before!'

"It's nothing worth thanking me for! I really like hanging out with you!" She smiled again.

'But... with (Y/n) it's different. I really need to be smooth with it.' He took a deep breath.

"I like you! More than just a friend." Otoya said, blushing a bright red.

'Otoya Eita, you idiot!' He wanted to facepalm himself as he watched (Y/n)'s eyes widen in shock.

"I... I am sorry it came out like this, but I really meant what I said. I liked you for a while and... and wanted to say this before I leave for Spain. I..." Otoya took a deep breath as his heart broke a little by what he said next.

"I cam understand if you don't feel the same. I just hope we can still stay friends."

(Y/n) kept quiet as Otoya spoke, the boy growing more and more nervous.

'I should have kept my mouth shut-'

"I... I like you, too." She said, face flushed while trying to look directly at Otoya.

"I did for months now... and I wanted to confess weeks ago, but after I heard you will be leaving Japan soon..." (Y/n) took a deep breath. Now it was Otoya's turn to look shocked.

"I didn't want to make the little bit of time we have left awkward. I wasn't sure if you liked me."

The duo kept quiet after that for a minute, both equally excited and flushed.

"I am happy... you liking me back really makes me happy." Otoya said as a soft smile made its way on his face, moving closer to (Y/n).

"So... does that mean we are a... a couple now?" She wondered, moving closer as well.

"Of course. I... I might suck at expressing myself properly, but you mean a lot to me, and I promise to cherish you."

"Even... even when we are far apart? You won't leave me?"

"Never. I will make sure to contact you as much as possible. I would never dream of leaving you."

Otoya gently grabbed her face and the two shared a short and sweet kiss.

"To think that last Christmas I was a crying mess... a year sure makes a big difference." She laughed little as Otoya pulled her into a hug. The boy smiling from ear to ear as he felt her hug him back.

"I swear that every Christmas from mow on will be even better than the previous ones. I love you."

"Love you,too, Otoya." She sighed in bliss, hugging him tightly.

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cobrabobra · 1 year

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Established relationship, mentions of sex and making out, drug usage(smoking weed), it's set around Alexandria era, don't ask where weed came from in a zombie apocalypse, reader is somehow experienced, english is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes

Getting high with:

Carl:

When you asked if he wanted to smoke weed he just shrugged and said "sure"

He was completely chill about it, of course he asked some questions, but he wasn't stressed at all, he was just excited to do normal teenager stuff

When you were rolling the joint, he observed you carefully, almost mesmerized by the movement of your fingers

"You're pretty skilled with your hands" he said, oblivious to how it sounded.

"Carl... " you only sighed.

He struggled a bit at first but he got a hang of it pretty quickly and before you knew, you were giggling at something

He relaxed completely, which was a delightful sight, you don't normally see him in this state, because he's always alert, ready for a walker to attack, it's nice to see him forget and have fun, even for a little

You've never laughed so much in your lives, you normally crack each other up all the time, but this was different and Carl's reactions as a first timer were hilarious

He watch him doze off for a bit with a big smile, you could tell that he was enjoying this

You just hang out, talk, laugh at pages from comic books, try to throw darts, which wasn't a good idea and Rick was not happy about a broken window.

But most important part of your little smoking session was Carl looking in the mirror

"I look sick!" he exclaimed happily and the both of you started to laugh

It might've been a small thing but Carl remembered it and this helped him accept himself a bit more

When you started to calm down a little you both practically attacked each other, hungry lips meeting in a sloppy, wet kiss, you tried different making out positions but before you could find the best one...

"I'm hungry"

Daryl:

Daryl wasn't keen on the idea, he's done drugs before, more than just weed, but it was before he changed, before he realized how bad his previous lifestyle was and he know doesn't like the thought of being high again

When you asked him he refused, so you asked if he'd be okay with keeping you company and honestly he wasn't exactly comfortable around someone high but he figured that he'd be okay with you

So you got stoned and he got drunk and it was much better than he thought, he was afraid that it'd end up badly, but he had really good time with you

After a while and a lot of thinking he asked you if you wanted to do it again, but this time he was smoking too, he just loved seeing you comfortable and laughing, he knew it'd be fine

And it was mighty fine, Daryl was sitting next to you and he told you every story he could think of

"And he turned out to be a cop"

"No way!" you laughed, you couldn't believe that Daryl could've done something like this, it was almost like he was talking about someone else

"Yeah he did and then..."

You ended up drifting off while cuddling and it was the best nap of your lives

It didn't happen again but if it did, Daryl would be happy to join, you've changed his way of looking at drugs, showed him that good company was all he needed to not have a bad experience

Negan:

Negan had handful of experience with drugs, not anything crazy but he was a teenager once

When you asked him if he wanted to get fucked up he just raised his eyebrow. Who did you take him for? Of course he wanted to!

"Oh, we're smoking weed? That's kinda gay don't you think?" he'd said but he was glad, if it'd been anything else he could be in trouble if something urgent came up in the Sanctuary

You regretted it a bit though, that man smoked almost all of your stash, which was much to begin with

Regardless of that you had a great time, well a great as it can be when it comes to a guy that will tease the living shit out of you

You sat on a couch in his room and talked, well mostly Negan talked, but listening to him in that state, fumbling in words, laughing every two seconds, swearing even more, it wasn't like any conversation you've had before.

You quickly found out that he was full of ideas. Were they good ideas? No, God no. Did you still do it? Of course you did.

"How 'bout we play some golf, hm?" he said swinging Lucille around.

"Do we have a golf ball?"

"We have rocks"

Then Negan had a great idea of cooking something, you would've thought that the man you lead an entire community would be responsible, but no. The kitchen was an ungodly mess, pasta was undercooked, sauce way too salty, not mentioning almost burning the entire place down, because Mr. Smarty pants insisted on making garlic bread saying that he's an excellent cook and it'll be fine.

When you were looking at the inedible horror you've made, Negan had another great idea. Standing behind you to grab your ass and start to pepper your neck with kisses. He didn't care that there were innocent people around that didn't want to look at what the both of you were doing.

You wanted to say the sex was good, but you didn't really remember it, but you were sure that there was sex. There had to be, Negan wasn't a person who was easy to say 'no' to.

#carl grimes x male reader #carl grimes x reader #twd x reader #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x male reader #daryl dixon x reader #negan x reader #negan x male reader

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captaincapsicle83 · 2 months

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At First Sight ○○ Bucky Barnes x reader

Pairings: Natasha x reader (platonic), Wanda x reader (platonic), Clinton x reader (platonic), Bucky x reader

Plot: Your roommates set you up on a date with their coworker, and you two hit it off right away. (Most of this story is silly little platonic fun, but I like it anyway).

(The little gif of him drinking water is funnier after you read the story)

“He has a cat.”

“Well, whoop-di-do,” You huff monotonously. Wanda scrunches up her nose at you, before sighing and shaking her head.

“I think you should go,” She says. You risk rolling your eyes, even though she could very well kill you, then and there.

“‘I think you should go’” You say, making your voice go higher, in a mocking tone. “If he’s so great, you go. I have a ton of work to do.”

Just last year, you landed a teaching position. It had been in May, and you were given hardly any time at all to prep. School started again in a week, and even though you’d been preparing loosely all summer, this week you were locked in.

So why the hell did Wanda need you to go on a stupid date?

“If you don’t go, there’s a good chance you’ll die alone,” She crosses her arms, eyebrows raised.

“You’re here, and so is Natasha,” You point out, finally putting your laptop to the side, and uncrossing your legs, stretching them out.

“What about when we go get married and have lives, and have jobs, and you just…die of boredom,” What was this a Sims game? Was she gonna lock you in a room with a radio next? Put the walls up around a pool?

“Clint’ll be here. Poor little shit’s never getting married. No one wants the little scrapper,” You pull your coffee mug to your lips. You must’ve left it idle longer than intended, because instead of warm, silky, and smooth, it was starkly cold, and felt thin beyond your lips.

“You want him?” Her eyes were annoyed, but her face was bemused.

“He’s low maintenance,” You shrug.

“Who?” Someone says, coming through the front door with an armload of groceries, and a red-haired friend behind them. While Clint had about ten plastic bags of things, Natasha sipped an iced coffee from a straw, looking awfully unbothered.

“Why does she still look homeless Wanda?” Nat questioned. “You said you were gonna drag her kicking and screaming.”

“We were getting there.”

Four people in one New York apartment, in upper Manhatten. It was expensive as high hell, but you all made it work.

So why am I gonna put my job on hold for something stupid as this-

You’re sitting on Wanda’s bed, Natasha’s fingers in your hair, Wanda in her closet, and Clint tasked with the job of “make-up artist”.

“I have my hobbies.”

You’re just about at the end of your rope with them, Wanda picking something out and Clint huffing and puffing that it doesn’t go with the look he’s going for, Natasha yelling at both of them like children. Finally, the timer that means, “We better be ready now or we’re gonna be late” sounds off. Wanda’s best idea today, the worst being, obviously…

Natasha and Wanda have tickets for an art gallery opening, so they’re both driving you, Clint tagging along for “moral support.” Groans were elicited.

Natasha was giving you a run down the whole way there.

“He’s a little quiet at first,” She says.

“Good thing you’re not,” Clint whispers to you.

“I don’t know if he’ll get there first, or not, but he’s got dark hair and will probably be wearing dark clothes, he does around the office all the time.”

“Emo bo-” Clint cuts himself off from his whisper, snapping to Natasha. “He works with us.”

“Yes.”

Silence…

“Well, who is it?” Clint asks, rather boisterously.

“…No.”

“No?” Clint, clearly offended, turns to you. “What’s his name?”

Your mouth opens, before shutting again, realizing no one had told you. You lean forward in the backseat.

“Who is it, Nat?”

“You’ll see.”

“No-” “Nuh-uh!” You and Clint both protest.

“I’ve been to your guys’ office I wanna know,” you say.

“Better pray it’s Steve,” Clint says.

“Oh, Natasha it better be Steve.”

Natasha turns around in the passenger seat, to face you and Clint in the back.

“Steve is engaged,” She starts.

“Yeah, so?” Clint says, and the car is quiet for a moment. When you make eye contact with Clint’s green eyes, the silence is cut by both of your laughter.

Unfortunately, this put a dent in the interrogation, and now you were outside of the diner. Your friends had told you good luck and left you here. You did notice Natasha whisper something to Clint as you got out, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. She covered his mouth and basically strangled him down when he tried to tell you.

Since they were gone…no one could force you to go in…

You couldn’t do that. Morally, you would feel horrible to just leave whoever this is sitting alone, waiting for you.

And the girls might evict you.

You walked through the doors of the diner. The diner was a cute little place, albeit a strange theme. It was based on Norse Mythology, called “Odin’s Sons.”

You were greeted by a blonde man, who was the hostess. You told him you were here to meet a date and he broke out into a smile. He said a man had arrived just a little while ago, here to wait for a date.

He led you to a table, where you were greeted by-

before

“I think you’ll like it,” Sam was saying. He was helping his friend, coworker, and roommate, get ready for a date Sam had set up for him.

“Who is she again?” Bucky asked, his voice strained.

“You don’t know her, but she’s Nat and Clint’s friend. She’s in some of the pictures on Clint’s stupid little desk of picture frames,” Bucky rolled his eyes at the mention of the pictures. Clint took many unauthorized pictures of Bucky himself (among others) and they ended up in frames. Clint claimed that, being an art major, and having taken many photography classes, he had the ultimate right.

As Sam described what you looked like, Bucky felt like he did sorta know who he was talking about. You came into the office sometimes, to bring whiny Clint and grateful Natasha food and coffee.

And you were probably the same girl Clint tortured and made fun of him for having a “crush” on.

Bucky arrived at the restaurant about half an hour before he was due. He wanted to be early and to have time to shake away all the nerves.

Well, maybe all was a bit much to ask. There were definitely a lot of nerves to cover.

He was greeted by Thor, the host who gave him a seat. A teenage boy with light brown hair and a bubbly personality brought him a glass of water and some bread. And another glass of water. And another. And a refill of bread.

“Thanks, Peter,” Bucky said again. No matter how many times the boy had to come back, he didn’t seem to stop smiling or being glad to get Bucky yet another glass of water.

As Thor came around the corner again, just as Peter was leaving, he was accompanied by the very girl Bucky had guessed it would be.

You were laughing, he could see, something Thor had said. Time felt like it was slowed as you met his eyes with yours. They seemed to sparkle with your joy, and his heart fluttered at the sight.

He hadn’t seen you so elegant before, but to him, you looked just as beautiful with or without. The makeup that defined your features seemed to have been applied with a steady hand. The dress you wore seemed to almost go with the makeup, and he wondered if it was planned or if you were just…perfect.

He had barely any time at all to gather his thoughts and put his ducks in a row before you sat across from him, smiling warmly. He smiled back, unable to say or do anything but sip his water.

“Hi,” You said. Your heart was pounding, and your heads were sweaty with nervousness. He set down his water glass that he had been holding since you came around the corner with Thor. He was barely finished saying hi back when the young waiter came to take your order.

He ordered first, and you quickly scanned the menu and picked something. The boy smiled warmly as he collected the menus from you, with the promise your food would be out soon.

“So,” The dark-haired man cleared his throat. You were entranced by the blue of his eyes as he said, “You…your name’s Y/n, right?”

“Hmm? Oh!” You realized you were basically questioning your own name, only a second too late. “Yeah, yeah, uh…Nat…asha, didn’t really tell me…your name.”

You decided on the long version of Nat’s name, taking a pause beforehand. You were grateful when the waiter, Peter, popped up out of nowhere with a drink you ordered, and more water for your date.

“It’s Bucky…Well, I mean, it’s James, but everyone calls me Bucky,” “Bucky” gave you a lopsided smile, which you returned.

Peter wasn’t lying when he said your food would be out right away. It seemed like you had barely taken the time to talk before your plates were in front of you.

“So you have…?”

“Three roommates,” you said, laughing a little.

“Oh god, and one of them’s Clint?” His face was twisted in genuine concern, which made you laugh a little harder. Bucky was hot and Bucky was funny and you could hardly take it.

“What about you?”

“It’s just me and Sam right now…and we have a cat,” He adds the last part after taking a sip of his drink.

“You don’t look like a cat person,” You shake your head, taking a bite of your food.

“If I wear clothes that haven’t immediately come out of the dryer, I look like a cat,” He says, and then seems to pull a white cat hair off of his black shirt.

“You need lighter clothes.”

“Not really my style.”

“You’re eternally a goth kid?”

He lets out a loud laugh at that, making you smile even harder.

~~~

“She was hot, and she was funny,” Bucky was saying to Sam. Sam was lying stretched out on the couch, Alpine laying pristinely on his chest, all her legs tucked under her fluffy body.

“That’s nice Bucky,” Sam says, only half paying attention. He coos at the cat, scratching her chin, “Isn’t that nice baby?”

“Okay, you’re not listening.”

“What makes you think that?”

~~~

You were laying on your couch, your feet in Clint’s lap as he prodded you with questions. Natasha shushed him, smacking him upside the head, as she handed you a drink. And by drink, that refers to an entire bottle of wine.

You were fiddling with the cork as you droned on about the date. About what Bucky looked like, and about what you talked about. More about what he looked like…

You let yourself trail off as Natasha and Clint shared a knowing look, and Wanda was smiling to herself as she played on her phone.

“What?” you ask, eyes full of innocence.

“Noth-” Wanda starts, but Clint cuts her off.

“You’re whipped,” he laughs.

You smile to yourself, shaking your head.

Maybe you were.

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