#is it because I want to imagine Daddy!Eris? yes
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You’re gonna look at me and tell me mama’s boy Eris Vanserra, who probably watched his mama struggle cause you know Beron ain’t shit, wouldn’t take his babies to meeting with him so his spouse can rest?
You’re gonna tell me he wouldn’t use a nursing pot (aka a bottle) if it meant his spouse could have a moments peace?
And you KNOW he would light up any male who questioned him or made a comment about it. He’s high lord. He does what he wants and what he wants is to be a better male and father than Beron ever was.
#i feel very strongly about this#is it because I want to imagine Daddy!Eris? yes#give that man a baby please#best baby daddy in the world Eris Vanserra#high lord Eris#acotar imagines#acotar#eris vanserra#acotar eris
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if i may offer an alternative acotar/chb cabin sitch:
tamlin - apollo (boy just wanted to be a poet 😭) or demeter? maybe even poseidon since he’s the earthshaker and prone to changing forms.
lucien - hermes (emissary?? got many a trick up his sleeve??) helios?
eris - zeus (for the daddy issues) or athena (he is smart and a general need i say more) (hermes is a good choice but he exists in my mind as a middle aged gossip and unfortunately beron is Not That)
nesta - athena/minerva maybe belladonna? maybe even hera.
elain - persephone.
jurian - dionysius.
tarquin - neptune? he strikes me as more romantic idk
Ooooo I like Jurian as a Dionysus kid too. I could totally see him as Hermes's son as well.
Now that I think about it, Tamlin with his fiddle music and limericks COULD fit in with Apollo. The thing is Lucien with his sun aesthetic and also his rizz (because Apollo is a total harlot let's be fr) could ALSO be Apollo although I do see Hermes too. Can you imagine Tamlin and Lucien just being Apollo bros? Fuck yes.
I think I put Nesta as Athena, but Bellona could work too. I do like her as Athena though also because of her silver aesthetic and light hair and book Annabeth has light hair and silver eyes.
Eris as Zeus's kid for the daddy issues I'm crying😭😭😭😭😭😭He's like the eldest sister stuck in a man's body so I could totally see him as Thalia. He'd fit in with Athena too.
Persephone is Demeter's daughter so we're on the same wavelength with Elain here.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on why you see Tarquin as more Roman than Greek!
#anon asks#acotar#pjo#jurian acotar#tamlin#nesta archeron#eris vanserra#lucien vanserra#elain archeron#tarquin
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Okay so, this is my fancast for the males of ACOTAR. Be nice, english is not my first launguage.
Disclaimer: Some are not even actors but fit how I imagined the characters.
Tamlin, first off: I imagine Tamlin as a gentle and pretty young looking man but also brooding. This is pianist Dario Lessing, unfortunatly not a fiddleplayer.. I highly recommend his music though.
Lucian, I really don’t want to justify this. I’ll just alway try to fancast Robert Sheehan in everything. Smash.
Eris: This is Broadway dancer Niklas Palmqvist. Imagine the Eris-Nesta dance-scene (!!!)
High lord of the Autumn Court, as daddy no but secretly yes please, Domnhall Gleeson. Yes. I did. I would have cast him as Feyra, because he’s good in everything but this is more fitting I GUESS.
OFF TO THE WINTER COURT with Mr Freddie Fox as the High Lord of Winter:
Tarquin, Mr Sweet Summer, the High Lord of the Summer Court, I feel this in the warm winds of june. Michael Ward.
He who needs no others introduction HELION, STOP, NO I’M RIGHT! Regé my bebé.
The King of Highburn, Frenemie of Amarantha. He who was weighted and measured and found wanting.
The first two Batboys… this was so hard to fancast in a way that hasn’t been done to death. Don’t come for me, my opinion can’t hurt you.
AZRIEL OR CASSIAN COULD BE PLAYED BY (examples below)
Maxim?!
Or Rafi??
Or maybe Jassa Ahluwalia….?!?! (Not pictured)
RHYSAND THOUGH?????
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Umh.
Yeah I’ve got nothing sorry babes.
#acotar#acomaf#a court of mist and fury#a court of thorns and roses#acowar#batboys#illyrian#feyre archeron#nesta acotar#cassian acotar#azriel#tamlin#eris acotar#high lord kallias#high lord helion#high lord beron#rhysand#fancast
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HI LAURA
okay i need daddy pero tovar and his little brujita and her keeping wife!reader safe and casting spells to bring pero back home to them please and thank you !!!!!!!!!
UGH ERI. This little scene that we imagined together is one of my favorite things now.
Brujita
Pairing: Pero Tovar x you
Word Count: 940
Warnings: 18+. A tiny bit of language, witchy behavior, my bad Spanish, and pregnant reader.
Things were peaceful in the little glen that your family called home. Your cottage was situated right against the tree line, just a few paces from the fresh stream, and perfectly positioned to watch the sun rise and set on either side of the protected valley. Pero had built it by himself over the course of several months, toiling and sweating through the heat of the summer and soaked by the afternoon rains of the monsoon. You often tried to help but you were usually pushed aside by Pero, not because he didn’t think you were capable but because he had promised to build you a house before he married you. He had pledged this to you the night that he proposed, long after you had said yes without stipulations or conditions.
“Let me give you a house, amor. We will make it a home together.”
That’s just what the two of you had done. Your home was filled with love and laughter. A little girl was born shortly after your second winter together, a spitfire named Rosalia. She was just like her father; determined, opinionated, and fiercely protective of her family. This had become even more pronounced when you had shared the news that she was going to be a big sister in just a few months. She was constantly giving you forest trinkets to hold in your skirts, insisting that they be close to the baby. You happily appeased her.
Rosalia was more interested in nature than your typical six-year-old and could often be found gathering objects from the water or the forest that she claimed had powers. Your cottage was littered with geodes, feathers, twigs, dried berries, and anything else that caught her attention. She left these items arranged in particular ways around the house, claiming that the forest spirits had told her to do it.
At first, Pero was horrified.
“She thinks she is a witch who hears voices in the trees. If anyone finds out, she will be taken.”
You put your arms around him to soothe his fear and anger, and said, “The women in my family often commune with nature in such ways. Perhaps we are witches. We just keep it to ourselves, osito. Besides, no one knows we live here. She is safe.”
Pero had come to understand, though somewhat begrudgingly. He would simply huff at the two of you when you would talk to her about her spells, but you noticed that he no longer moved the piles of perfectly arranged sticks when they were in his way, electing instead to step over them. One day, when Pero was opening up the windows for the spring, he knocked over some of the rocks that had been carefully arranged across the windowsill. “¡Cabrón!” he chastised under his breath before placing them back where Rosalia had left them.
Your little cottage was mostly self-sufficient as you were a keen gardener and Pero was an excellent hunter, but Pero still had to take jobs from time to time. He tried to take contracts with the lowest risk and shortest time away from you and Rosalia, but was still gone for weeks at a time. Whenever it was time to see Pero off, your heart would break not only for you but for your sweet daughter as well. She couldn’t bear watching her Papá leave.
You were busy with packing Pero’s things, a habit at this point, along with the foods he would need to sustain him through the extensive travels. While you moved around the main room of the cottage, you heard Pero talking to Rosalia just outside the open window.
“Mija, what are you doing with my shoes? I need them for my journey,” Pero asked with confusion evident in his voice.
“I am doing a spell to keep you here, Papá. Don’t want you to leave again. Maybe I go with you this time?” a sad voice asked meekly.
“Sweet Rosie, I have to go alone. We need supplies for the coming winter and it isn’t safe for little girls,” Pero explained. You half expected an explanation about why she couldn’t use spells on Pero, which is a conversation they had exchanged many times before.
Instead, Pero said, “Your mamá needs you to help her around the house while I am gone, Rosita. I never wish to be away from you, Mamá, or the little baby in her belly. Perhaps you could do a spell that would bring me home safely and quickly?”
Your heart melted, and you heard Rosalia rearranging the items as she took them out of Pero’s shoes.
“That’s my good brujita, this will certainly bring me back soon.”
You walked out into the sunshine to help Pero secure the last of his belongings to his horse. His strong arms appeared around you, taking the leather straps from your hands and pulling them tight before turning you around to face him fully. He leaned down to whisper things to your belly before standing fully, leaving his hands cradling your prominent bump.
“I’ll be home before the leaves change,” Pero promised.
“This little one will be here before the first snow, mi osito.”
Pero nodded and kissed you deeply. “If they try to make an appearance too early, ask your little witch to take care of it,” he joked.
Pero gave you one final kiss, and a last hug to his brujita. He mounted his steed and headed for the nearest village. You watched him with a heavy heart until he disappeared into the horizon.
“Papá will be home soon, mija.”
“I know he will, Mamá. I did the spell.”
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translations:
osito: teddy bear
mija: my daughter
brujita: little witch
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I want to write them forever. Thank you @skeletonstwins <3
#pero tovar fanfiction#pero tovar x reader#pero tovar x you#pero tovar x f!reader#pero#the great wall#fluffy fluff#100 followers celebration#100 followers
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sorting acotar characters into hogwarts houses
idk why i decided to make this post but it was fun sooo...
lmk if y'all agree or disagree. Also please no hate, sometimes a post is just for fun and i don't need any negativity. UNLESS its hate for elain which by all means go ahead ;) (because of ppls sensitivity, this joke isnt an invitaion to go on a full blown elain hate rant just offer a few jabs, especially if you agree on the elain section and move on, if you wanna go on a rant, message me or submit a post and i'll response, all the love <3)
Slytherin: Ambition, Cunning, Leadership, and Resourcefulness
Rhysand: of course Rhys is Slytherin, the man screams Slytherin. We all know he's cunning, often coming up with plans to get what he wants, leader well duh, he's a high lord and loves it and is great at it, he's ambitious, he's a dreamer, so of course, he wants more, and he's resourceful, always being able to think on the spot. Rhysands second house would be Ravenclaw for sure though.
Eris: uhhh do I even have to explain? wants to be Highlord, boom ambitious. seems to be the one in charge of his brothers and has many responsibilities, boom leader. being able to achieve what he wants, boom cunning. resourcefulness...yeah I don't got an example for that one, anyways 3/4.
Azriel: daddy az is a Slytherin, I mean obviously this is the best house (is it obvious yet that I'm a Slytherin ;) but fr, I debated sorting him into Ravenclaw, but even though yes he shows Ravenclaw traits it's not the ones we see the most of or the ones that really shine through Azriel's reserved personality. The main traits azzy boo here has from Slytherin are Cunning and Resourcefulness, and imo these are the ones we see from him every page.
Amren: im putting amren here too, she's literally both!
Gryffindor: Brave, Courage, Daring, Chivalrous
Cassian: this one is self-explanatory, how many times has he put others before himself, how many times has he endangered his own life to save others. that's a Gryffindor soul he has. he always tried to do the right thing, he's brave as hell and reckless at times it seems from the little snide comments we've gotten from the books, he would have been a marauder no doubt.
Tamlin: I hate to do this I do because I love my lions, but I had to put this piece of shit somewhere and since he reminds me of peter Pettigrew bc of his cowardness, I'm sorting him in here. I'm so sorry guys ;(
Morrigan: helloooo, the house colors are red and gold??? obviously mor would demand this house, yes demand. but not just that she's crazy brave, at only what 18? i think, she stood up to her family, making a decision she knew could have her ending up in a horrible situation. but she always is brave, shes gotta when her evil family is still in her life.
Hufflepuff: Loyal, Kind, Patient, Hardworking
Gwyn: i choose my girl gwyn for Hufflepuff bc let's face it, she is the embodiment of Hufflepuff. She's loyal to her new friends, emerie and Nesta, and the priestesses. She's kind as we can see when she first met Nesta and when emerie and Nesta shared their stories. She's very patient never snaps at that bitchy priestess who idk the name of as well as patient when it comes to her and Azriel's tender new friendship and hardworking, always doing her job, running around the library, for her work, always researching more ways to help the Valkyries. i debated putting her in Ravenclaw, because of her intelligence, but i think she's a Hufflepuff through and through.
Elain: IT HURTS MY HEART PUTTING PLAIN ELAIN IN THIS HOUSE. but I gotta, the only trait this plant sniffer has out of all the houses is "kind and patient" EVEN THOUGH SHE'S NOT REALLY LMFAO. I've made a post on explaining why this dirt lover isn't as kind as the books make her out to be, and I would argue she isn't actually patient at all, I mean did we miss how she was basically frustrated Nesta wasn't getting better even though it had been like what 2 weeks, LMFAO. but yeah I mean she's not loyal unless you have food and money then oh yeah she'll be loyal and she's not hardworking bc I mean she never did jack shit and still doesn't, sorry to do this to y'all.
Note: some of yall are so soft. this is not an anti elain post. sorry i insulted her but hey its my post, and i have commentary on each character to explain why i feel they belong in a certain house. sorry i happened to insult your fav. but this isnt an anti elain post, just like its not anti tamlin or anti eris. its just a post about all the characters period, which is why i inculded all of them in the tags. hey, i even insulted Nesta a little bit, but I'm not gonna tag anti-Nesta bc it's not a fucking hate post. get off this post if it comes across you and you don't like what I say, it's not hard to literally just scroll, trust me I've done it multiple times especially when it's a hate post on my beloved characters and they didn't use the anti tags. it's not fucking hard, grow up.
Ravenclaw: Wisdom, Wit, Individuality, Intelligence
Feyre: I debated putting queen feyre into Slytherin, I mean she shows the traits for sure, but it's not really if she shows the traits it's what shines the most in her. Ravenclaws are known for their creativity (bae luna Lovegood <3) and feyres an artist, even in her darkest times she remained an artist, always seeing portraits in her mind, always admiring the beautiful colors of the world. We know she's intelligent, picking up reading and writing quickly, and we also see it when she's strategizing, with the inner circle. Feyre is so wise, she had to be, she had to grow up quickly, you often see her in the books giving advice, because even though she's only 21, she's lived a lifetime. and the whole book of acomaf can show you how witty she is, I mean its what made us fall in love with feysand.
Amren: tiny snowball amren is literally a slytherclaw, she has all the traits from both. but because of how well she is with coding languages and how she always reads and does puzzles i think she'd enjoy being a Ravenclaw.
Nesta: I thought about this for a while, really looking into where she would thrive, Ravenclaw is for her no doubt. She's herself, always has been even when that wasn't such a good thing... but she's witty too if you make sure to not count the "the book is about...a book" I'm sorry that line makes me laugh every single time. we haven't really seen much of her intelligence but I'm guessing she is. but really she would love to be in a house where ppl are themselves and read, i can already imagine her creating a book club where people can be themselves and enjoy smutty books like her.
Lucien: originally I was going to sort him into Hufflepuff but then I remembered how intelligent he is, how witty, and I remembered in acowar he talked about how being the youngest of what 7 heirs? he had the chance to really educate himself which he loved to do, to really learn about his court, idk this man just screams intelligence to me.
I left out emerie bc i honestly don't know where to sort her, i feel like i just don't know her too well or understand her enough to sort her, so feel free to lmk where she would belong :)
#acotar#acomaf#acowar#acofas#acosf#nesta archeron#feyre archeron#rhysand#tamlin#cassian#azriel#elain archeron#mor acotar#lucien vanserra#amren#gwyneth berdara#eris vanserra
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A Cry for Help
Summary: A hero finds a little girl crying and helps find her parents.
Author’s Note: I was hoping to post these drabbles on Father’s Day, but the idea slipped in my mind around 5pm and well...yeah. Guess I’m early for next year? (hahaha, but no seriously, maybe I am).
Following heroes are Shouta (Eraserhead), Toshinori (All Might), and Taishiro (Fatgum) because they are just such wholesome dads.
Please enjoy!
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Shouta Aizawa/Eraserhead
The bubblegum music plays on an endless loop in the children’s clothing store. All the songs from the playlist mesh together as one. Not even the singers’ voices are distinct thanks to the heavy use of autotune; it drowns out the entire shop. Fortunately, Shouta has years of experience dealing with this kind of nuisance—he thanks Present Mic for that.
Shouta ignores the constant, not-so-subtle, stares from the other customers. Even some employees glance at him, their perky smiles fumbling when Shouta catches their eye. The hero knows he sticks out like a sore thumb; he dressed all drab and dreary like the weather outside.
Yet, Shouta does not care if they gawk, just as long as they don’t interfere in his personal space.
One hand glides the pastel-colored blouses along the rail. Shouta is shopping for new clothes for Eri, much to Present Mic's displeasure; he finds Shouta's fashion sense questionable ever since the cat sweater fiasco.
'A little overdramatic, much?' Shouta scoffs as he inspects a purple shirt with massive ruffles running along the sleeves. An adorable image of a kitten graces the front side and he adds the shirt in his basket.
The clothes rack on his right starts whimpering. Shouta raises an eyebrow and slides the sweaters away to see a little girl hiding inside; she seems to be around Eri’s age based on her small frame. Shouta frowns as he hears her cries.
“Hey,” the girl jumps at the gentle voice. An unfamiliar face hovers above her with a concerned expression. He kneels, but keeps a respectable distance, “It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you. Why are you crying, little one?”
“I-I…don't…my…mommy,” she wails as fresh tears rush down her puffy cheeks, “I-I want-t mommy-y.”
“You lost your mom. I see why that makes you sad,” Shouta digs out a handkerchief and hands it over to the trembling girl. She grabs it and Shouta nods, “First, take some deep breaths…that’s it, good job. Now, my name is Shouta. What is your name?”
She wipes away her tears, “Asumi.”
“Well then, Asumi, I will help find your mother, okay?”
“Really?” A sense of hope shines through her eyes.
“I promise,” Shouta shifts his balance and extends a hand toward Asumi. Not a second later, she takes it and crawls out the dark clothes rack. Her legs wobble, and she asks if Shouta could carry her; he doesn’t hesitate and scoops Asumi in his arms, disregarding the shopping bag filled with clothes; he’ll come back for it later.
Shouta informs an employee about the situation and asks for directions to the mall security office. The entire walk is quiet with an occasional sniffle here and there. Asumi’s fingers toy with his signature wrap scarf to help ease her sad thoughts. However, one slips through and she whimpers, “Will my mommy find me?”
“I’ll make sure she will.”
They arrive at the office in ten minutes. Shouta speaks with an officer and offers to remain with Asumi until they locate her mother. An idea runs through his head once the hero spots a colorful bulletin with other children's drawings. Asumi observes the artwork and slowly opens up as she points out what she likes about them; Shouta adds his thoughts, but keeps his focus on Asumi’s answers—it works.
Shouta turns around when a frantic voice booms from the entrance. The little girl’s face lights up like a Christmas tree. He quickly puts her down, not doubting that the woman standing in front was her mother. Asumi screams, “Mommy!”
“Asumi, sweetheart!” She kneels and embraces the little girl with a bone-crushing hug. Mother and daughter reunite at last, much to Shouta’s relief. Once the mother stops attacking Asumi’s face with her kiss, she stares at the quiet hero and smiles, “Thank you for finding and keeping her safe, sir! Thank you, thank you!”
“You’re welcome,” Shouta shoves his hands in his pockets and crouches to meet Asumi’s eye level, patting her head, “You’re a brave girl, Asumi. It was nice meeting you.”
Asumi rushes to give Shouta a bear hug, catching the hero off-guard for a second. He returns the gesture, a faint grin creeping above his scarf. Asumi grabs her mother’s hand again and happily skips away, but not before chirping, “Bye, Mr. Shouta!”
Those three words keep his heart warm for the entire day.
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Toshinori Yagi/All Might
Toshinori overlooks the quiet sea at Takoba Municipal Beach Park. He enjoys coming here on his days off to get lost in his thoughts. The retired hero once again admires Midoriya’s remarkable efforts to clean the area—he’s come so far.
The waves barely touch the grainy sand, and a seagull soars above in search of food. Other people from around the neighborhood stroll through the beach as well. Even so, the locals do not pester him, and Toshinori is grateful for this, inhaling the natural scent only Mother Earth could produce.
A little cry catches his attention. Toshinori whips around to see a little girl wandering down the beach and rubbing her eyes. He may not be All Might, but the heart of a hero still burns inside him. Toshinori cautiously approaches the girl and calls out, “What’s wrong, young one?”
She stops in her tracks and peeks at the tall man. Toshinori finally gets a good look at the child and notices how red her face is. The girl’s body shakes like a volcano as she bawls, “I-I can’t find my daddy-y!”
“Oh dear,” Toshinori frowns and crouches to the child’s eye level. He gives a comforting squeeze on her shoulder, which somewhat stops the crying. Her head bobbles as she breathes rapidly and snot oozes down her nostril. Toshinori fishes for some tissues in his pocket, “Here, my child. You must feel very scared, but everything is all right, because I am here.”
“C-can you help find my d d-daddy?”
“Of course,” Toshinori nods and asks, “What’s your name, little one?”
“Asumi.”
“And how old are you, Asumi?”
“Five,” she sniffs while showing Toshinori five fingers, “But I’m turning six soon.”
“You are? That sounds exciting!”
Asumi cocks her head once her sadness subsides, “What’s your name?”
“My name is Toshinori, but you can call me Toshi,” he answers, and Asumi relaxes at the sound of his gentle voice. As the former Symbol of Peace stands up, he extends his hand to Asumi, who instantly grabs it. Toshinori feels how dainty and fragile her hand is. His, on the other hand, is rough. Sometimes he forgets it's like that after years fighting off villains, including All For One. Asumi’s innocent eyes gaze up, and he smiles, “Let’s go find your father.”
Toshinori walks in the direction she came from; hopes to find her father if he retraces her steps. The blonde man makes small talk to keep Asumi occupied. Her mouth is like a running waterfall as she shares everything she likes to do: playing on the swings, making songs on her toy instruments, baking cookies at home—It’s a wide range. Toshinori listens to every word, including the time she found a worm and named it Wormy; Asumi wrinkles her nose, “Worms are so squishy.”
“Yes, they are,” he chuckles before feeling a slight tug, “What’s the matter?”
“I see my daddy!” Asumi hops like a bunny and points to a frantic man wearing a red scarf. Toshinori suggests to get closer since he wants to make sure this person is her father. Asumi nods, and the two head forward. Once a few feet away, Asumi squeals, “Daddy!”
“Pumpkin!” He collapses on the sandy beach and nearly stumbles backward when Asumi crashes into his chest. Toshinori feels his heart stir at the beautiful reunion. The father finally glances over Asumi’s shoulder and gasps, “All Might! It’s an honor to meet you, sir!”
“He helped me find you, daddy!” Asumi bounces on her tippy-toes.
Toshinori coughs into his fist, “I found her crying nearby and realized she was lost. There was no way I could leave such a poor girl all alone.”
Asumi’s father scoops the child in his arms and gives a slight bow, “Thank you, All Might, for bringing her back. She’s very adventurous and tends to wander away a lot.”
“Daddy, his name is Toshi!”
“All Might is my other name, young one.”
“I like Toshi more,” she says with no room for arguing. Her word is final.
The retired hero grins, “I like it, too.”
“Yay! Okay!” Asumi claps and waves, “Bye, Toshi!”
“Goodbye, Asumi!” Toshinori watches as the father and daughter pair walk away, the little girl rambling everything that happened to her. Once they disappear from his view, Toshinori realizes how quiet the beach is. Surprisingly, he misses his conversation with Asumi—they are wild and full of imagination.
He hopes they’ll cross paths once again.
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Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fatgum
If there is one thing Fatgum loves the most, it’s doing hero patrol during a food festival. His nose catches a whiff of yakitori grilled over a charcoal fire. Each skewer is seasoned to perfection and soaked with a healthy amount of tare sauce. Fatgum buys five sticks, but regrets not grabbing more after he inhales all of them in one go.
Luckily a fresh batch of takoyaki calls his name. He arrives at the booth and chitchats with two older men who cook up a storm. Each crispy ball flips faster than Fatgum could blink—a technique that never fails to impress him. The hero bids farewell once he receives his order, promising to visit again before the festival is over.
As Fatgum swims through the crowd with his delicious street snack, he overhears a faint cry on his left. The hero hastily swallows his takoyaki and steps toward the wooden boxes. Peering over, Fatgum raises his eyebrows when he spots a little girl cowering behind them. She notices a large shadow looming over and snaps her head up.
Fatgum pouts at the sight of her tears, “Whoa there, what’s a lil gal like you hidin’ out here all alone? Ya’ hurt, buttercup?”
“I…lost…my…mommy-y…and dad-dy,” she hiccups in between each word, her loud sobs piercing Fatgum’s weak heart. A determined look briefly crosses his face before he hurries past the boxes to be near her. Out of nowhere, the girl feels a gentle pat on her head. She pulls away from her damp knees.
“It’s okay, buttercup,” Fatgum soothes the broken child, “I’m a hero, and I’ll help ya’ find your parents. Does that sound good to ya?”
She meekly nods.
“Okay then,” he hums with a soft smile, “My name is Fatgum. What’s your name?”
“Asumi…”
“What a precious name!” Fatgum beckons for Asumi to come forward. She wipes the tears away on her forearm before crawling over and holds his warm hand. Stepping away from her hiding place, Asumi shrinks behind his leg when she realizes how crowded the street is. Fatgum glances down and asks, “Do ya’ want me to carry ya,’ buttercup? I promise to ya’ safe, ‘k?”
She nods before being scooped up in Fatgum’s arm. Asumi is like a frightened kitten who clings to the jolly hero for dear life. He doesn’t mind and gives her a comforting squeeze. An idea soon pops into his head as he shows Asumi the last takoyaki, “I want ya’ to have it. Food always makes me feel better when I’m sad.”
Asumi takes a tiny bite and beams—it’s delicious. As time passes by, she slowly comes out of her shell, which makes Fatgum happy; he keeps her entertained with fun games like “I Spy” all while trying to locate an officer. Asumi eagerly points to a food stall selling taiyaki, and Fatgum wastes no time buying her the sweet treat.
After the quick pitstop, they continue their leisurely stroll through the festival until a guard post emerges from the tumultuous sea. Fatgum notices a police officer jotting down notes from a man consoling his wife. Maybe they’re Asumi’s parents, he thinks and is proven correct when Asumi yells, “Mommy! Daddy!”
“Asumi!” Both adults rush toward Fatgum, cutting their conversation short with the police officer. They weep tears of joy when their daughter squeals in her mother’s arms. Asumi’s father enthusiastically shakes the hero’s hand, “Oh, thank you, Fatgum! My wife and I will forever be grateful that you brought our little Asumi back, safe and sound.”
“Oh, no need to thank me! A hero has to keep everybody safe and happy,” Fatgum flashes a smile that is as bright as the sun, “Even the little ones!”
Both parents thank Fatgum once more before they take their leave. Asumi squirms in her mom’s grasp to stare over the woman’s shoulder. The little girl waves her half-eaten taiyaki in the air and shouts, “Bye, Mr. Fatgum!”
“Bye, Asumi!”
Such a precious cinnamon roll.
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#shouta aizawa#toshinori yagi#taishiro toyomitsu#eraserhead#all might#fatgum#dadzawa#dad might#bnha imagines#fat gum#boku no hero academia#my hero academia
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i'm gonna be brave and not send this anonymously and also sorry in advance because this is VERY long 😅
hiiiii!!! i just got through (i'm pretty sure) the ENTIRE lovechild au tag and oh my g o s h do i LOVE IT. i rarely like abo aus but this????? amazing!!!
your character design is BRILLIANT and i absolutely a d o r e your art style, it's so freaking pretty!!!! everyone's BEAUTIFUL. also, i just can't get over just how freaking beautiful you draw girls???? like, the way you draw boys is great too, they're so, so, so, SO pretty, but the GIRLS, I- wow. just wow.
i especially noticed that when i got to your drawing of Eri, she's MARVELOUS. SO PRETTY!!!! Yukari is absolutely beautiful too. i also really like how you draw Shouto and Eijirou.
i've already mentioned character design and before i meant it visually, but like, personality-wise, your character design is great too! i love how you portray the original bnha characters and the kids you've created are excellent! none of the personalities seem repetitive or forced or something and the portrayal is very good in my opinion.
Ochako as a mother is hilarious lol. some of those little comics with her and Tenma, and Tenya too, made me laugh really hard, haha.
Kyou and Yu are PRECIOUS.
there's something i'm really curious about though, but you can completely ignore this next bit if you want to, i'm just throwing out an idea lol. in that one post with Toshi there's a boy in Chihiro's class who can see ghosts thanks to his quirk. i wonder what would happen if you continued with that and it somehow became known to the tododeku fam that he can see Toshi? like, idk, one day tododeku pick up Chihiro at school and, as they're standing together getting ready to leave, the boy, as kids are wont to do sometimes, just asks why there's a ghost of an older boy hanging out around her so much or something??? i don't think you've said that that's canon in your au, but, like i said, i'm curious. and also, idk, i imagine that would come out pretty angsty.
(idk, i just need more Toshi content, i know he technically doesn't even exist, but i LOVE him)
also, whenever i look at your art of Toshi, i kinda get a Dabi-esque vibe from him, mainly mannerism-wise??? like, the coat you draw him in so often or the poses, they just really remind me of Touya????
speaking of Dabi, Homura is a sweetie. i love her design.
that thing with the morning glories is so sweet and heartbreaking once you know their meaning, oh my gosh.
and one last thing!! what is up with Takami Kaguya??? as far as i'm aware you've only drawn her once so far, i think. i love her design and i know she was apparently never born, but i'm so curious about her! will we ever see anything of the backstory behind her?
so yeah, i am a BIG fan of both your artstyle and this au now. have a nice day!
//breaths hold on im overwhelmed first of all i didnt know tumblr ask can have this many characters now holy shit ive been on here for too long
secondly THANK YOU IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT EYYYYYYY AND THANKS SO MUCH/w/
i need to redraw eri tho at least give her a new design WITH A SCARF LIKE HER DADDY//SHOT
I drew toshi in a coat one time but tbh yeah he kinda was influenced by touya from fics it stuck and it just fit lol
regarding the ghost boy (lol) yes he’s not canon, and shouto and deku doesn’t really pick them up from elementary school, cause, well, gotta keep the girls’ identity hush hush. BUT, however, YU does go home with her sometimes if she doesn’t have afternoon classes/chi doesn’t go play with her friends
imagine the kid, asking the big sister, “hey your sister’s being haunted by some guy” and she just
“oh yeah that’s our brother”
won’t that be fucked up//SHOT
meanwhile kaguya is from an au where hawks is an omega and he and dabi has a kid and also kept homura lol. she was a joke that went to far like everything i ever did in my life//SHOT
YOU TOO HAVE A NICE DAY
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HI! I absolutely love your work and I was wondering if you could give me some much needed angst to fluff in my life. So Overhaul gets his s/o pregnant and gets disgusted with her and completely walks out on her. Maybe comes back and tells her to give birth on the cleanest place ever, his bed. She ends up passing out and he realizes his feelings. Sorry if it's too complicated I just really wanna see it.
I’ve always cared.
Chisaki Kai (Overhaul) x Reader
Warnings: Pregnancy? Chisaki leaving you? I think these are warnings? Angst/fluff bittersweet!
Too complicated?..... Maybe just a bit since Papi-Kai is a sociopath. Actually this was a bit more difficult due to Chisaki’s personality. So I hope you don’t mind but I changed it a bit.
Actor au! I had to look up film production and childbirth….. Fun.... Well I dunno I actually like this Piece :’) It’s that good hurt.
You didn’t know why you did this to yourself... It was ridiculous. He had made it very clear that he had wanted nothing to do with you or your child… His child. And, yet you still tried his number, you still tried to contact him but the messages and calls never made it through. Blocked, he had blocked you from all his social-media platforms and even went as far as to tell his security guards not to let you near his condo.
You felt stupid for even thinking he cared, for thinking that Chisaki would want to start a family with you. When you had told him of your pregnancy you were nervous but mostly excited because you were going to have a child with the man you loved. You weren’t expecting the horrified look on his face, the disgusted sneer, nor his harsh words.
“M-my career is just taking off” He frowned. “You know how many fans I’d lose if they found out I was seeing someone? Imagine telling them I’m going to be a father? And the mother is some shitty background character from My hero academia!?”
“How on earth was I not careful? I don’t want anything to do with you or that child” He sneered; his lips curling in disgust when you attempted to touch him. “Don’t fucking touch me.” He panicked, he was quick to get out of your sight afterwards.
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“It’s okay” You had told yourself as he left you there pregnancy test in hand.
“Yo (Name) ready to shoot the next- Eh? You okay?”
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When your friend Tenko found out that Chisaki had said that to you he went on a riot. He was royally pissed and he may or may not have been the one to tip the crew and tell them to leave Chisaki tied to the bed frame for a bit longer… Maybe it was due to all that time he spent tied up on the ground but it seemed as though sense had finally spat in his face. Literally…
“You're such an idiot.” Tenko scoffed. “I thought the whole dumbassery was just an act”
“Shut up.” He frowned. “And untie me already! I wanna go home. Eri is-”
“Eri is fine she went to go check if Mr. Sasaki wasn’t actually hurt.” Tenko huffed. “But we’re not talking about her, we're talking about your second child you dipshit.”
“Listen I know I said some hurtful things to (Name) but I just- I can’t. My hands are full with Eri and I-”
“So, you're just gonna pull what your ex did and abandon your child?” The blue haired male hissed.
“That has nothing to do with anything and-” He was cut off by Tenko flipping him off.
“You know, you're just as shitty as the character you play.” He scoffed before stomping away in anger.
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Months had passed. Your belly was nice and round and your due date was near. Your heart still ached when you thought of Chisaki but you knew that you couldn’t bemoan him forever, so you resolved to better yourself for both your sake and that of your child. In fact a week after Chisaki had left you, you were given an opportunity to join the editing team. You had never been more grateful for taking the classes Chizome recommended.
When Chisaki had finally wrapped up his portion of the series you no longer had to see him in person. However, you did have to see him in panels and there was also his child... You saw Eri a lot and although you loved the cheery girl to bits she reminded you that you weren’t good enough to be in Chisaki’s life. That his life was already full and you had been the one wanting more… You weren’t going to dwell on it.
“(Name)! Thank goodness you're still here!” You heard the green haired protagonist sigh.
“Midoriya? What are you doing here? I thought you guys were filming outside today.” You asked.
“We are!” He panted “I-it’s just that Eri’s part is over and she wants to go home and no one else knows where Mr. Chisaki lives and he said he won’t be able to come by for a couple hours and Eri is crying and we don’t know what to do and I thought I’d ask you because you-”
“Midoriya! Breathe.” You laughed. “I can take her, it's fine.”
“Thank you!” He grinned sheepishly. “Guess Deku’s habit has rubbed off on me.” He laughed.
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“So sweety, which flavor do you want?” You chirped, watching as the young girl beamed at the prospect of eating ice cream before dinner. You had decided to get the bluenette a small treat before taking her to-
“I want that one- Ms. (Name)? A-are you okay!” She yelped.
“Hah~ I-I’ll b-be fine my w-water just broke.” You gasped; leaning over the ice cream vendors cart to grasp at the metal pole tightly. It fucking hurt. You were scared.
“What d-does that mean?” She panicked watching as the ice cream man tired to call an ambulance.
“The baby.” You groaned. “I’m about to have my baby.”
“Here?! C-can’t you hold it in?”You let out a pain filled laugh at the question and shook your head.
“Eri I’m going to need you to call your daddy so that he can pick you up.” You breathed, thanking the ice cream man for calling the ambulance. He waved off your thanks and helped you to a bench as Eri dialed her father’s number.
“D-daddy? Yes I know but I need you to pick me up…… No (Name) can’t take me she’s going to have her baby….. I don’t know I told her to hold it so I think she’s going to wait until she gets to the hospital…. The street? Um 401 Shisui Dr… Okay, I will, I love you, bye.”
You breathed in and out deeply as per the instructions of the ice cream man when you felt Eri slide her hand into yours.
“Daddy said you might be scared and that I shouldn’t leave you alone.” She smiled. You were grateful. It felt as if though hours had passed but it had really only been five minutes. Chisaki’s car screeched to a halt at the curb and he quickly stepped out.
“Eri, get in the car. Sir I can take her from here thank you for your help.” He told the ice cream man as he helped you stand.
“He already called the ambulance.” You protested.
“There’s a roadblock on fifth, it’s roadwork and there going to have to take the long way. Besides, I already called and told them not to come.” His words flowed from his lips in a quick panic as he helped you into his car.
“This isn’t the way to the hospital.” You panted.
“I know but I already told you about the block.” He stressed.
“.....You know I won’t push him out right away right?” You deadpanned. “Besides my contractions just started so I’m sure going to the hospital is the better bet.”
“I’d rather not risk it.” he replied.
“You rather not risk it?” You scoffed. “I’m the one in labor! Besides, since when do you care.”
“...I’ve always cared.” he mumbled.
“Bullshit!” You hissed in pain.
“Language.” He frowned looking at you and motioning to Eri.
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You had been on his bed for hours. Sweat drenched your body and his sheets as you moaned in pain.
“Fuck you! It hurtssssssssss” You hissed; glaring at the golden eyed man.
“It takes two to tango.” he shrugged. He had made arrangements so that Eri could sleep over her friend's house and he promised her that you would be alright.
“Ahhhhhhh” You wailed as another voilent contraction surged through your body.
“You can do this (Name) Your strong-
“Of course I’m fucking strong! No thanks to youuuuuuuu” You clenched your teeth.
It was a long night……..
After one final push you heard the wails of your son. And when Chisaki handed him to you, you burst into tears. And, even though he looked like an alien you thought he was the most beautiful thing in the world. However, you were so exhausted. Chisaki let you drift off into a peaceful slumber as he held his son….
His yellow eyed looked down at the pudgy thing in his arms and he felt tears gather at his waterline. He looked to you and then to the child. He hoped it wasn’t too late to fix things between the two of you. And as he cleaned up he prayed that you could forgive him.
“He’s so cute.” You gushed when you had woken up. The small being’s lips closed around your nipple as he drank your colostrum. Chisaki watched the exchange silently, before deciding that he needed to come clean and apologize.
“(Name).. I know you hate me. I mean I would hate me if I were in your shoes. I was an asshole to you and said things I didn’t mean… I won’t try to justify myself but I thought you should know the truth as to why I tried pushing you away… I.. I never stopped caring about you. Truth is I’ve always cared.. I was just so.. Scared. Everytime I look at Eri I wonder if I’m doing a good job. And sometimes I can’t help but think I’m a shitty father. Then there’s you. We had been together for two years. I was never able to give you anything. Not a ring, or a home and sometimes not even my time.
It scared me when you told me you were pregnant. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I was going to be any good and so I ended up hurting you. I understand if you don’t want to get back with me or if you don’t want me in his life.. Fuck i really fucked up.” He cried. “(Name) I’m so sorry. If I could take it back I would! I’m a fucking coward and I’m even more shitty for waiting so long to tell you.”
Your heart still longed for Chisaki, but you weren’t sure if you were ready to be with him again. You wouldn’t deny him from seeing his son but for you to give him a second chance so that you all could be a family… That was going to take time.
“H-how about we talk about that later.” You sniffled motioning him over. “For now let’s settle on naming him. Then we can talk about me forgiving you.”
#Papi-Kai#Chisaki kai#chisaki kai x reader#chisaki x reader#overhaul x reader#bnha fluff#bnha angst#Overhaul angst
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Chapter 7-Chapter 9
Ken Hashimoto Chrono clenched his fists as his shoulders began to shake in anger and frustration. How could he have been so stupid!? He should have gone looking for her sooner, now she’s gone! Overhaul answered the call and put it on speaker, Ken had put his on video call. “What do you want Ken?” Overhaul asked, venom soaking his tone. “Overhaul! Why must you always be so mean,” He gripped a now conscious Y/n’s chin, forcing her to look up at him, “Especially when I’ve got one of your precious associates with me. We wouldn’t want something…bad to happen to them..now would we?”
He gripped Y/n’s face harder, causing the girl to lightly cry out in pain. “You leave her alone!” Chrono shouted, causing Ken to look at the phone is shock. “Hey!! If it isn’t Cryogenics or whatever your name is. She’s spoken very highly of you mister~” He felt the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes at seeing her at the mercy of the man who tried to kill him just a week before. “Listen Overhaul, I don’t want much, just money.” Overhaul squinted his eyes at Ken. Sure, he wasn’t known as a nice guy, but he was messing with one of his good employees, not to mention his best friends love interest. “I’m not sure if you remember, but last time we tried to make a deal, you ambushed us.” Ken frustratedly sighed, “Yes, yes. And it didn’t exactly go according to plan. But now, I just want the original amount, and you can have this delicious little lady of yours. Mostly unscathed anyway.” Ken started to caress her face with his hand, his hand starting to go lower, and lower. “Don’t, touch her.” Chrono growled, anger and disgust evident on his face. Ken smirked, “No promises. Overhaul, you know what to do.” With that, Ken hung up the phone, leaving the Shie Hassaikai in complete and utter silence. Chrono took a few deep breaths to calm down, he knew if he was too riled up Overhaul wouldn’t let him go on the mission, and he needed to go. “When do we go?” Chrono said, seemingly calm on the outside. “Now.” Overhaul said. With that, the Hassaikai all got ready to fight to the death if it meant bringing Y/n back in one piece. They were about to leave when, “Daddy!!” Eri went running into Chrono’s arms, with Chrono tightly latching onto his little girl. This is the last time, Eri, that I’m going to leave you like this…I promise. “Daddy, where are you going… A-Are you coming back..?” The little break in her voice matched the break he felt in his heart, “Daddy just has something really important to do, he has to help Mommy. I’m coming back sweetheart, and when I do Mommy’s going to be right here with me.” Chrono gave his daughter one last squeeze and kissed her forehead, before handing her back over to Pops. After their quick goodbyes, the Hassaikai left to go get Y/n back.
~Meanwhile at ??? Location~
“Aww~ Come here, don’t be like that sweetheart~” Ken said as Y/n did whatever she could to get away from the vile human. “Give up, won’t you? This cat and mouse game is getting quite tiring.” He had her backed into a corner, and he started leaning down when, “SIR! THE SHIE HASSAIKAI IS ALMOST HERE SIR!” He sighed frustratedly before turning to his associate. “Very well. Time to prepare.” He looked down at Y/n and smirked. “Get ready to put on a performance, Y/n~” Ken snickered and walked out of the room, only to return with some things. Y/n shivered from the coldness of the room and fear. Please…help me…Kurono…Y/n whimpered as Ken smirked. “He can’t save you now, Y/n L/n.”
~Now from the Hassaikai’s ‘perspective’~
“Okay everyone, stay sharp. The last thing we need is emotions taking over us,” Overhaul looked to Chrono, who simply nodded firmly once in response. They split into their groups and went as follows:
Setsuno, Hojo and Tabe
Rappa, Katsukame and Tengai
Nemoto, Mimic and Sakaki
Overhaul
Chronostasis
They all split into their respective groups and headed off to find Y/n. Chrono was off, looking down any and every hallway, looking for even a glimpse of H/c hair, or the smallest trace of her kind soft presence. He was about to turn around until he heard soft and quiet sobs emitting from one of the cell looking rooms. He quickly rushed down the hallway to see Y/n, hands bound behind her back, in a kneeled/sitting position chained up in a corner, cloth stopping her from speaking. From warning Chrono. He walked into the cell and tried to get her free. He removed her gag- “You have to go! You can’t stay here! He’s using me-“ She was shushed by the harsh *whack* that echoed through the small room as Ken hit Chrono over the head. When Chrono woke up, he couldn’t move his hands, he looked down to see his hands were chained to the wall behind him, he was left kneeling on the ground, facing Y/n and Ken. Y/n now had her hands chained above her head, and she was standing, crying. “Ah~ So he’s finally awake is he? Good then. Time to start~” He devilishly smirked as he (he being Ken) walked over to Y/n. Originally when I was deciding how to get back at the Hassaikai, I thought I’d just kill everyone, but when I saw this, cutie” Ken started to caress her face. Y/n’s hair had been disheveled and outfit ruined. The dress was torn, missing a sleeve and almost in halves. “And I truly couldn’t help myself. And imagine my surprise when I found out you two were on a date! It made this whole thing really come together quite nicely, don’t you think?” Chrono scoffed, and might as well have growled at how Ken’s right arm dropped to Y/n’s waist, and the other started to caress her h/l h/c hair. “I think you’re insane, Hashimoto.” “Well, nobody’s perfect I suppose. Although…Y/n does come quite close… I imagine you’re quite fond of her, yes?” Chrono remained silent, not wanting to provoke the unstable young man. “I’m taking your silence as a yes. Excellent. It should make your torture that much more…well…torturous!” Ken started to hysterically laugh, not the heart warming endearing laugh, but one of a true and unrepentantly mad-man. Ken started to put his hands all over Y/n, after seeing how mad it made Chrono. He then started to kiss Y/n. This infuriated Chrono. Chrono was thrashing around, trying to break free, trying anything to get out of the quirk cancelling cuffs they had put him in, trying anything to help the love of his life. Ken had continued to kiss Y/n, Y/n fighting back as much as she could, he probably would have gone further until a *clink* was heard, and all Ken felt was a sharp pain go through his chest. He slowly (because he couldn’t move any faster) turned around to be met with a now standing Chrono, retracting his hair back to his head. “Oh stop your struggling. It’s no use. I struck you with the short hand, You won’t be moving normally for another hour. Not like I need an hour.” Had it not been for Y/n still being in the room, Chrono would have smirked at Ken’s terrified expression, but with her still being present, he was still enraged. Chrono shook the chains off of him, and then began unchaining Y/n. When he had finally freed her of the chains, she collapsed into his arms, exhausted of what had happened. “Just wait a little longer, okay?” Chrono gently whispered into her ear, holding her close to her chest. Y/n looked at him and nodded, putting on a soft smile before gently letting him go. He gave her a warm half smile, before turning his gaze to Ken, letting all emotion drain out of his face, glaring down to the dirt bag on the floor. In one swift motion, Chrono had taken his gun and shot him (After telling Y/n to turn away). He then quickly went over to Y/n, picked her up, and started making his way out of the base. He met up with the other Yakuza members who were ecstatic to see Y/n back safe.. They got in the car and started driving, with Y/n being sat snuggled up to Chrono’s side. Without words having to be exchanged, everyone knew Chrono and Y/n would be inseparable for at least the next few days. They got back to the base and made their way inside, parting ways. Y/n was about to go back to her room until Chrono gently, but firmly grabbed her arm. “Y/n…I want you to stay with me tonight..Only if you want to of course! It’s just…it kinda freaked me out when you disappeared…and I just want to make sure you’re safe.” Y/n softly smiled, and had she not just gone through what she had gone through, she would have been crying tears of joy. Tears of joy that the man she’s been falling in love with wants her to be safe…he wants to protect her. She nodded and Chrono led the two back to his room. (Don’t worry, this is still a wholesome book, no unholy happenings hErE) They got inside and Chrono shut the door, going over to his dresser to get clothes for sleeping in. He got out a t-shirt and sweatpants for him, and another pair for Y/n. “I don’t know if these’ll fit you, but they’ll definitely be more comfortable than what you’re wearing now.” Y/n thanked him and changed in the bathroom while Chrono quickly changed in his room. When Y/n came out, Chrono could practically hear his heart rate it was going so fast. She was literally wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. Yet he still found her to be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. “Beautiful” He spoke, smiling softly at her, slowly making his way towards her. Her face went very red at the statement. Sure, they had gone on a date, well not really, but they were GOING TO go on one, but his advances still took her just the slightest bit off guard. He came up in front of her and took her chin in between his pointer finger and thumb, tilting her chin upwards to meet his loving gaze. “I mean it Y/n, you’re beautiful. By far the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen anyway.” “Thank you Kurono… You’re the most attractive man I’ve ever met…” Y/n shyly looked away before Kurono moved her glance back to meet his. “Hari, after all we’ve been through,” He chuckled, “I think it’s safe to say you can call me that.” Subconsciously (And maybe a little consciously) the two began to move in closer, Chrono looked into Y/n’s eyes once more, looking for any sign of discomfort or hesitance, but she just looked at him and ever so slightly nodded. That was the a-ok he needed to close the ever so shrinking gap between the two and FINALLY kiss the girl he’d been dreaming of for the past month. The kiss was passionate but sweet, telling the other exactly how they felt without having to say a word. When they parted, Chrono pulled Y/n into his chest, and the two stayed like that until they broke away. “Lets go to bed, yeah? It’s been a long day.” Chrono said, guiding Y/n over to the bed. Y/n nodded and yawned. Chrono got into the right side, and Y/n the left. When they laid down, Chrono opened his left arm, and Y/n happily snuggled into his chest. He placed one last kiss to Y/n’s forehead, “Goodnight Y/n.” “Goodnight Hari.” Smiling at being called ‘Hari’ Chrono drifted off to sleep, in a heartfelt bliss at the events that took place.
#chronostasis#chrono#chronostasis x reader#chrono x reader#hari kurono#bnha#bnha x reader#shie hassaikai
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Hiya 💗🍓🌟Sweetness*Pop🌈🍭🌸 here! Okay so today is a very special day. Why? Because it is June 10 which is the........BIRTHDAY OF TOSHINORI YAGI AKA SYMBOL OF PEACE, ALL MIGHT WHOO-HOO!🎖🏅🎉🎊🎂🌻🎁🎈🎆🎇
& As a celebration for this sexy sunflower's birth , I shall give you all AM lovers the Toshi Yagi B-Day sweets! (Taking place after the current events of the manga, & yes, I have faith that Toshinori Yagi will live, destroying that overcliche mentors die trope!😋 & Takes place in the future!🤗)
1) Toshinori seems like the type who doesn't like celebrating his birthday unfortunately.😓 But that won't stop the others to plan a surprise party.😊 Characters as in 1-A now as 2-A, his fellow co-workers at UA, other group of students like class B, Shinsou & Mei. The Big 3, Little Eri, pro-heroes, friends including from around the world like the Shield Father-Daughter duo Dave & Melissa, & finally.............Inko!(Toshinko fangirl right here😘✌) Someone needs to be the one to keep Toshinori company & distract him while the others are planning their "Big All Might Birthday Surprise Operation". This plan will certainly have Toshi change his mind about not wanting to celebrate his b-day, & for the first time in years.........he loves his own birthday!😃
2) Imagine if My Hero Academia were to take place in 2014, which was the year of the manga's debut, as the year where Deku starts his 1st year at UA. (Since we don't know what year the plot takes, but perhaps Horikoshi made it seemed like the story's from the future like around the 2100s aka 22nd century.🤔) So then if Toshi were to be born June, 10 1967(my headcanon is that he's probably the age that his late predecessor Nana Shimura's son Kotaro would have been if he was still alive: 47 years old), then right now in 2020, he'd be 53 years old.😌
3) For his 55th b-day, 48 goin' on 49 year old Inko & 5 year old Nanae(my toshinko baby) bake a cake together. & When he arrives home, Toshi is greeted by his wife & little daughter as they smile at him & embrace him. Nanae then takes her daddy-might's hand & takes him to the kitchen while her mommy follows. Now in the nice big modern kitchen, Toshi standing in between Inko & Nanae sees something sweet sitting on the island. A round three-layered cake that has 4 frosting colors: red, white, blue & yellow. The cake was mostly blue with yellow outline & red & white stars. On top of the cake was a yellow bunny head that had All Might's signature bangs. & The cake's flavor was red velvet with strawberries.🏅🐰🎂🍓🍫 (I just headcanon that All Might prefers his cake red velvet, which made from cocoa, with strawberries😚🍓🍰🍫) I somehow feel that our beloved retired symbol of peace will have not only a happier & more peaceful life, but also a more healthier life either by the success of Eri's rewind quirk or unexpectedly/miraculously going to the hospital for new grown organs. Back to the cake surprise, it'd be funny when Izuku(age 22-23) as the young pro-hero "Deku" announces himself in the kitchen with "Watashi Ga Kita!" & Nanae throws a hot star ball, that she pulled out of space, at him & says "Onii-Chan why are you late!?", but then she smiles when she sees Ochaco as pro-hero Uravity behind her baka big bro lol.😂
4) On her dad's 60th birthday, Nanae, age 10 activates her quirk to pull stars & galaxies from space, a rainbow(Nana in her name is rainbow-虹), clouds & the sun all together. & Now the birthday man Toshinori along with wifey Inko, stepson Izuku & his own family of wifey Ochaco & 2 year old daughter, & guests all see the area looking so extraordinary at the handy work of young miss Nanae's quirk. A rainbow northern light scenery of sparkles coming from the galaxies, stars are moving around like a LED night projector, clouds are simply floating around, & the sun is somehow not hurting anybody's eyes & it is looking pretty colorful with sparks. Finally, when Toshinori looks up, he sees "Happy Birthday To The World's Number 1 Daddy! Go Beyond! Plus Ultra!" Toshi picks up Nanae, the Yagi father-daughter duo are smiling, hugging & laughing together, "& This is why you're our Symbol of Joy!" Says the 1st Symbol of Peace to the 1 & only Symbol of Joy. Izuku smiles, but in his mind he says "Hopefully all this phenomena won't turn dad's birthday into chaos.😅" 🌟🌌☀🌈✨☁
& 5) What if All Might somehow gets lucky & lives old enough to turn 100? Everybody including his adult kids son-might Izuku(in his late 60s) & daughter-might Nanae(50 years old) with their spouses, kids(oldest 2 from Izuku & 3 youngest from Nanae), in-laws & great-grankids(Deku & Uravity's grandkids), & wife-might Inko who'd be around her early 90s all gathering for this celebration. The 100th Birthday of Toshinori Yagi widely known as the man who became the 1st Symbol of Peace.....All Might!💯🎂👴🏅🌻
Bonus: Continuation to 5) & for @myherosupportblog Mama-Might Amelia Yagi being extremely lucky & lives to be there to celebrate 100 years of giving birth to her 1 & only baby sunflower.......she has never felt this blessed in her whole life. She cries in joy as Toshi, Inko, Izuku & Nanae all hug their mother/mother-in-law/grandmother.🤗💕💛💚🌻🇺🇸🇯🇵
& Those were the All Might Birthday Sweets! I hope you fans enjoyed reading all of this. See ya next time!
Happy Birthday Toshinori Yagi/All Might! You are forever the true Symbol of Peace! Go Beyond! Plus Ultra! 🎆🎇🎈🏅🎂🌻✊🎁🎉🎊
#my hero academia#toshinori yagi#all might#mha sweets#for future events#inko midoriya#izuku midoriya#deku#nanae yagi#toshinko#mighty family#minor izuocha#happybirthday#amelia yagi credit to myherosupportblog
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Just Say Goodnight and Go (M)
Messy Chapter 7
Pairing(s): OC X Johnny
Genre: College AU, Fuckboy AU, Smut, The fluff chapter TM
Summary: Fuckboys are basically good for one thing. You hit it and quit it- except when his voice draws you in, his body keeps you there, and dumb ass feelings linger making things particularly messy.
Warnings: alcohol, night terrors/ panic attacks, minimal talk about assault.
Features: body worship, choking/breathing denial, talk about oral fixation, thigh high kink, a bunch of makeout sessions, a little bit of a handjob, still exploring the daddy kink a bit, overstretching, rough sex and semi-soft sex, really bad drunk decisions.
Word Count: around 17.6k
A/N: ‘they’ and ‘she’ are used interchangeably on purpose. I didn’t exactly hit 20k like I thought but I was damn close lol. Note: In case you don’t know Rilakkuma is a Japanese character (like Hello Kitty) but from the brand San-X. This chapter has got a bunch of fluff in it, but ya’ll know fluff aint my usual thing that I write about. So tell me if it was good or bad please.
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“What do people like….do on dates?”
“Eri, what the hell kind of question is that? You act like you never been on one before.” Quinn said before squinting in the mirror to viciously measure if their eyeliner wings were even.
“Like i mean...i have but also i'm antisocial and some if the best times i've had with people were just like hanging out and doing nothing. Like Yuta and i just lay around and watch anime-”
“While he fingers you.”
“Lucas and I play video games.”
“Until his attention span goes to eating you out.”
I huffed. “Listen…”
“You went out on dates with Jungwoo, didn't you?”
“Yeah but we would like go to parks during the spring and walk around, or he'd follow me around the mall and blush if I so much as mentioned going to look at underwear in a store. We went to an aquarium solely because i just wanted to hear him say the word in his adorable accent all day. But those are things that I did when like…” i sighed and set my eyeshadow brush down. “When I was in love.”
“And you're not in love with Johnny?”
“Johnny's a fuckboy. You really think he'd hold my hand and push me on a swing set at the park? Please. He's gonna take one look at these thigh highs and want to fuck as soon as we start this so called date and that's a-ok with me.”
“Eri, you're a bad liar.”
“You're the one who suggested going on a stupid date with Jaehyun! What do you two do all the time when you hang out anyway, hmm?”
Quinn squinted again, glaring at their uneven ink line before handing the eyeliner pen to me. “Fix itttttttt.” they whined. I sighed and grabbed a makeup wipe to try and clean up some of the unevenness before filling it out with the ink again. “But we honestly fuck a lot. Like a lot a lot. He heard about Taeil helping me study and wanted to help too but instead of being NICE he fingered me and wouldn't let me cum until i got an answer right-which is very hard when his stupid hot long fingers are digging inside you. Then one time I decided to cook for him, because i'm perfect wifey material and he lasted a whole minute of helping me in the kitchen before he was grabbing at my ass.”
“Great, a bigger slut. So why the hell did you come up with this boba date idea in the first place?!” I painted on the small wings in short strokes, connecting it to the already thickened lined that covered Quinn's lashline.
They shrugged, which made me purse my lips and glare down at them for moving. “I don't know. I basically said, Jaehyun you're taking me to get Boba and then I thought it'd be nice for you to come along because you’re maybe-kinda- sorta-my security blanket. Then i realized i asked him out on a date without meaning for it to sound like a date and then i gay panicked and asked you to come but that only made it a DOUBLE DATE and then i had to pretend that everything was natural and I-”
“Quinn. I should stab you in the eye with this pen.”
“I CANT HELP IT! Sometimes he's really stupid and cute and i hate his fuckin’ perfect teeth and perfect smile and those STUPID dimples. I want to punch his face but also kiss him endlessly. I especially hate it when he's like...nice and not a complete asshole because it just makes me want to be around him more!” They sighed.
I finished correcting the wing on their other eye and plopped back down in my desk chair. “I know what you mean...after the party Johnny and I spent the entire night together and it was definitely a journey. I found out things about him that i never could even imagine happening to someone like him. And it just...it made me sad. All i wanted to do was see him happy. I wanted to make him happy.”
“What do you mean? What happened to him?”
“I shouldn't tell you…” i whispered.
“Eri, we're best friends.”
“Yeah but...he's starting to trust me and I don't want to mess that up.”
“I wouldn't ever tell anyone. You know that.”
I fidgeted in my seat as i felt my morals be compromised a bit. Quinn was my best friend that I told practically everything to but Johnny was my...fuckbuddy who had gone through enough for a lifetime and needed someone who would be there for him. I still yearned to be that someone and wanted to solidify my place as a friend he could count on. I knew Quinn wouldn't tell a soul so I was sure the secret was safe but it still made me feel a bit uneasy. “I...i...don't know…”
“Was it about that chick at the party? The like weird looking one that was all over him?”
I nodded then grabbed their little hands, squeezing them tight. “Just swear on our friendship you won't ever say anything. Not even to Jae.”
“I swear.”
“Ok...and don't think or treat of him any different. Go on hating him like normal. It's ok.”
“Yes, Eri, I will. I swear.”
“She...that girl...assaulted him while he was coming down from a bad high and was sick. And you know, he's a big dude. He's tall and muscular and shit- everyone would think he'd be able to fight her off but he can only remember bits and pieces because he was so messed up. Then he described to me how he felt like...how he felt so numb and helpless. It was hard for him…”
“Eri, the same has happened to me. Why would you think I would tell anyone about this?”
“I know,” i practically whimpered. “I didn't mean it like that. I just...i kinda care about him now. I want to be there for him but without making stuff too complicated. I honestly just think he needs someone he can rely on.”
“But then you fell in love with him.”
“I'm going to need you and Doyoung to stop saying that. Are you two conspiring against me?”
“It's just a bit obvious to people that aren't only here to fuck you.” Quinn kissed me gently and returned my little hand squeeze. “It's good that you're there for him. He needs it. I wish we could've been friends sooner so you would've been there for me. You have a good ability to be a pillar of strength for people. But don't let that consume you either. He needs to get through it on his own too.”
“I know. I want him to but this is where the stubborn fuck boy part still remains and makes me want to throw his giant ass across the room.”
“Yeah, he's still stupid about a lot of things but any step towards healing is progress.”
I pouted and gave myself another glance in the mirror before adding more smokiness to my outer crease. “Yeah, I know. It's still fresh though so I can't rush him. I just need to make sure it doesn't get too messy.”
“And also make sure he somehow becomes your boyfriend?”
“WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT?! WHY DON'T YOU GO BE JAE'S BOYFRIEND, YA LIL TURD.”
“Eww no. I don't want to be near his stupid abs and dimples and perfect teeth and soft hair all day. Absolutely not.”
We both glared at each other for a moment. Our weak facades to our feelings were no match for one another and we couldread each other like open books. Things were getting to be a little bit too serious for the both of us and I may have admitted it to myself during my talk with Doyoung but there was no way in hell that I was ever going to say that I had feelings for Johnny out loud. I hoped that I would eventually get over him enough to just keep things casual. I was sure my fear of love was the perfect blockade for that. Nothing could get past that impenetrable wall. So i felt safe for now. Quinn nudged me, breaking our glaring contest and making us both laugh.
“How did we end up like this?” I asked.
“Like what? Stringing along a bunch of hot guys waiting to do whatever we want them to do? Pure talent. We're amazing. And i am making them pay for the boba.”
“Well duh. If they don't we can just throw them out and solidify our relationship with Lucas. I mean he has everything they have anyway: big dick, deep voice, nice lips, can reach things on the top shelf. It's all we need.” I added a final touch of setting spray and wiped at the powder fallout that covered the top of my boobs. “Oh, by the way, do I look ok in this?”
I stood up so Quinn could see my black ensemble of a Simple Plan t-shirt I had since I was 15, a suspender skirt, black thigh highs and matching high-top converses. They squinted and looked me up and down, even making me turn for them. “It's okay.” They stated simply.
“Ok? What do you mean ok? Do I look fat or something?”
“No it's just...i mean it's very you.”
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
“Like very...high school emo. But your hair and makeup is really cute and he'll like the thigh highs. What are you wearing underneath?”
“Underneath?” I hadn't given much thought to my underwear. “I just picked whatever was in my drawer.”
“Well do you want to entice him a bit?”
I shrugged. “I guess a little. Really make this date worthwhile since i'm sure he's gonna be a jerk about the whole thing. I’m not even sure why he agreed to go.”
“Duh,” Quinn said. “Because he likes you. If he isn't a shitty date then you can give him a little something. And if he is, don't show him at all. I have a cute white lace set you'd look good in. You should wear that.”
“Wear lingerie the entire time? That underwire is gonna kill me.”
“You know I hate bras as much as you do but it'll be cute. Trust me.” Quinn got up from my bed and went over to their room leaving me to follow. When they pulled out the set from their drawer I almost couldn't believe how small it was.
“Uh...you want me to put all of my ass in that?”
“Didn't you say he likes your butt? With this and the thigh highs you can ask him to eat you out and i bet he finally would.”
“Oh...right.” I took the small underwear and bra and started to change into them, not bothering to bring up his previous trauma surrounding oral. It was just easier not going into more into detail about it. I slithered out of my old underwear and into the lace panties which seemed to morph into a thong between my ass cheeks. I adjusted myself over and over in the bra, trying to stuff myself into the seemingly small cups. “Should I really look this desperate? I mean we've fucked like half a dozen times before.”
“It's not desperate! Just trust me. Do that whole femdom thing you do and feel sexy. It may make you feel less nervous if you just pretend you have confidence.”
“Pfft, i doubt it.” I pulled my shirt back over my head, practically feeling my tits at my throat. I stepped over to Quinn's full length mirror and adjusted myself over and over again. Feigning confidence I could do sometimes but alcohol was a lot more helpful with that.
“Will you stop fussing? You're making me more nervous than I already am. We have to be cool sluts not….stupid schoolgirls!” Quinn hissed.
“Yeah, well….i am a stupid schoolgirl and I hate it! I don't want it Quinn!”
“It's just boba! We got this! It's not like-” Suddenly we heard three sharp raps against our door. Our mouths snapped shut and panic washed over us. We looked at each other as if we didn't know what to do. “You do it.” They whispered.
“No, no! You! It was your idea that got us into this mess in the first place!” I planted my hands on their back and forced then towards the door. “Go!”
“You come with me! What are you gonna do?Just stay in here?!”
“Yes! And maybe die alone so i don't have to be embarrassed!” A few more knocks came again and Quinn and I fussed with our hair, our clothes, checking our breaths and if we had things in our teeth. Eventually we stood in front of the door, squaring our shoulders and pretending like everything was totally fine. I was the one who set my hand on the door handle, swinging it open to see my worst nightmare.
The four of us stared at one another like lost children, wide eyed and scared. It was so strange seeing them dressed up that it was like a shock to the system. I was used to the Johnny in sweatpants or basketball shorts and hoodies but now he was...God, he was stunning. Everything; from his hair, his lips, his eyes behind the round wire frames he wore, and his incredibly perfect long legs trapped in his torn up skinny jeans. I hated to admit it-absolutely loathed it- but he looked like complete boyfriend material; so soft and cozy yet still oozing sexiness and a little bit of mystery. I especially loved the leather jacket that hung over him. It made me want to throw myself into his arms and get lost in a sea of his kisses. My heart was fluttering, pathetically so, and it was almost impossible to breathe.
I saw his eyes travel up and down my body, stopping at certain places he wanted to linger a bit longer on. I waited nervously for him to say something, anything at all. He seemed to be stuck, his eyes fluctuating through thought processes and possible scenarios. I nibbled at my lip and casually looked over and Quinn and Jae. Jae looked quite handsome himself; a soft sweet rendition of a guy i didn't quite like and was surprised to see like this. He looked comfy in his hoodie and jacket combo. A warm beanie was perched on his head and his light wash jeans were a perfect compliment. His dimples were on full display along with his perfect teeth Quinn so happily gushed about. I could see them already swooning over him, and probably thinking of a way to get into his pants.
“You look,” My eyes cut back to Johnny as I heard his deep voice finally. “You look um...c-cute.” The olive tone of his skin flared with peachy pinks as soon as that word left his lips.
Cute.
This fuckboy thought I was cute. My heart was in my shoes, a melted puddle of teenage passion and urgency for romance. I giggled nervously and stared down at our feet, noticing his checkered vans and my black converses. “U-um...thank you. I think you look really handsome.” I tucked a stray hair back and gazed up at him. His expression was nothing short of flustered and he cleared his throat to break up the awkwardness.
“Are we just gonna stand here looking like idiots or are we gonna go? I need coffee.” He said.
Jaehyun broke from leaning against the doorframe and boldly took Quinn's hand. “Yeah, let's go. Johnny, you driving or am i?”
Johnny tossed his keys over to Jae who caught them with his free hand. “I'll just drive when we come back.”
Jae and Quinn started heading downstairs, leaving me to rush to get my purse and lock the door behind me. The minuscule walk down to the parking lot of the apartment complex was enough to keep the awkward silence between Johnny and I. I had no idea what I should say or if we should even strike up a conversation at all. I realized that i really didn't know much about him other than his traumatic past and insecurities surrounding it. It seemed trivial but even something like learning his favorite color was starting to become appealing to me. “So…”
He looked back at me from midway down the steps. “So?”
“Boba, huh?” I wish i couldn't speak.
“Yes? Boba?” He seemed just as confused as I was and i rushed to sprint the rest of the way to the car. It didn't take him long to catch up and we were in the back seat and on our way in practically seconds. I kept to my side of the seat against the door, leaving a gaping space between us. Quinn and Jae seemed lost in their own conversation that seemed as natural as the moon controlling the tides. I almost envied them. When the hell did they get so buddy buddy? I briefly looked over at Johnny who seemed to be more interested in gazing out the window then having any interaction with me. I shifted uncomfortably and slid one leg over the other. I adjusted my skirt a bit, trying to make sure I remained decent but it was just a little too short even for me.
I thought I felt Johnny's eyes on me but when i turned to glance at him, he was back to being distracted by the scenery outside his eyes. I checked my phone, trying to use it as a way to ignore my self deprecating and nervous thoughts as well as to make the time go by. It wasn't until Jae cut a harsh turn that I was sent flying from my sacred spot and into Johnny.
“Dude, chill with that!” Johnny reprimanded.
“My bad! Stupid GPS said it at the last second!” Jae replied.
I tried squirming away from Johnny but Jae's lead foot on the gas pedal was making it harder to adjust myself. I felt Johnny's hand grip at my waist almost as if he wanted to keep me close to him. “You okay?” He said in a hushed tone.
I nodded and tried not to look at the warm hazel of his eyes. “I guess your roommate is fuckin’ speed racer.”
“Yeah, he's not the best driver. He only got his license last year.”
I sat up, finally able to regain my balance when Jae's speeding evened out. I inched myself away from Johnny but found his strength keeping me plastered to him. His arm shifted from my waist to around my shoulders, leaving plenty of opportunity for my head to rest on his chest. I looked up at him but he still avoided me at all cost. Tentatively, i laid against him. I could hear the quick beats of his heart and couldn't help but wonder if he was nervous too.
What did we have to be nervous about? Getting to actually know each other? Hadn't we done that? Did he even want to learn about me? I guess it would be better to just keep it about sex even with him confiding in me. It would add layers to our fun and could attribute more to the fun we had in our fuck buddy relationship. But my heart remained in a place of wishful thinking and i was pleading for it to stop fucking with my rationality.
I tried to focus on the physicality of it all instead and I was trying to convince myself that a simple hookup was the main goal for today. Get good food, good Boba, and good dick. That would be all. Maybe the date (or fake date, whatever you wanted to call it) wouldn't last long and I could just go home and curl up in my room and stuff all my feelings away under lock and key. I sighed and pulled myself away from being stuck in my brain for a moment. I happened to notice the woodsy notes of his cologne while my head remained tucked under his chin. I craned my lips up to his neck, giving his warm skin a sheepish peck. The scent was of course stronger here and almost sent my head spinning.
Johnny finally looked at me for longer than a few seconds but he didn't say anything at first. He returned my neck kiss with a small press to my lips, giving my shoulder a small squeeze. I decided to speak and hoped that I wouldn't retreat back to my state of being a bumbling idiot. “You smell good.” Well….i could have definitely said something worse.
He chuckled lowly. “Yeah? You like it?” He kissed me again and my hand trailed upwards to cup his face. I simply nodded and closed my eyes, preferring to get lost in him than back in my own thoughts and feelings. I felt his long fingers fall to my knee, trailing higher and barely grazing over the top of my thigh highs where he stopped suddenly. There was tension within him now and i swore I could almost hear a low growl fall on my tongue. “Eri.” He said in a voice so stern my thighs clenched together in response.
“Yes?” I asked, rather innocently.
“You...you wore this on purpose, didn't you?”
“I have no idea what you're talking about.” I played innocently.
He sat back and scoffed, an unsurprised look on his face. I covered my mouth in an attempt to hide my giggle. “You're gonna get your little ass beat.” He whispered.
“Is that a threat or a promise, daddy?” I teased. He nudged me instantly, wide eyed and afraid that Jae or Quinn had heard me.
“Shut up!”
I giggled again turning into full blown laughter at his embarrassment. It was kind of cute to tease him like that even though during the thick of it I would be the more embarrassed one. Quinn turned around then, curious as ever. “What are you laughing at?”
Johnny and I both stiffened up as if we were being scolded in the back seat. My laugh died down a bit and I was able to finally talk. “N-nothing!” I squeaked.
Johnny fussed with his glasses and nervously pushed back his hair, not even acknowledging Quinn. They squinted, judging us and still wondering what had made me laugh. They didn't get to pry any further as Jae pulled into the parking lot of the small cafe. Johnny was the first to get out, not even bothering to wait for us. He just stuffed his hands in his coat pockets and headed towards the cafe door. I pouted, annoyed that he didn't even have the courtesy to wait for us. Jae was the one that held the door open for Quinn and I, leaving me to scowl at Johnny. He ignored me and headed towards the line, towering over the few people ahead of him. I stood by his side, looking over the menu, while Jae and Quinn joined the line behind us.
As I was debating over Rosehip or Lavender flavors I felt a brush against my hand. I thought it may have been an accident but suddenly Johnny’s pinky was curled around mine. I glanced down, making sure I wasn't imagining it and was pleasantly surprised. I smiled for a second until I heard Jae whisper a teasing, “gayyyyy” while Quinn poked at my side. I swatted their hand away and shot both of them a glare which only made Quinn giggle again. The line moved then and Johnny and I stepped forward. He finally spoke to me.
“Do you know what you want?”
“i can't decide between the Lavender or Rosehip one. Both are yummy. Maybe Rosehip and Strawberry? Wait, no, Lavender Vanilla.”
He crinkled his nose in disgust at my flavor choices. “Well, figure it out. We're next.”
“Hush! I know that!” I pouted. He moved up again and discarded my pinky in favor of grabbing his wallet out of his pocket. He ordered a coffee flavor then looked at me.
“Go.”
“Oh, right...uh...” I still had no idea what I wanted and panicked as I felt like I was holding up the line.
“Just order.” I shuffled my weight on either foot while finally deciding on the Rosehip Strawberry with bursting bubbles. I watched as he paid for us then stepped off to the side to wait for the drinks to be completed. “Wanna get a table?”
I nodded. “U-um...thanks for the…”
He looked at me for awhile to the point where I got a bit uncomfortable before kissing me on the cheek. “It's whatever. Go sit down.”
I touched the warm spot of my cheek where his lips had been and scurried away trying not to show my giddiness. Why was I acting so stupid over him? I plopped down at a table, sighing to myself as the others ordered and waited for the drinks. It was only a few more minutes before Johnny joined me, sliding the cup and big straw my way. We stood quiet as we stabbed our straws into the plastic, sipping slowly and glancing at our phones. I didn't know how to talk to him about normal stuff really and was sure I was going to continuously make a fool out of myself.
“So….what's your favorite color?”
He looked at me questioningly. “What?”
“Your favorite color...sorry, i'm just trying to make conversation.”
“Oh...blue. What's yours? Black?” He chuckled then took a sip of his tea.
“Pastel pink.”
He choked a bit then chewed through the pearls. “Wait, seriously?”
“Yes, why is that hard to believe? I happen to be a multifaceted person that likes a bunch of things. I like cute things, video games, anime, comics, a whole bunch of nerd crap. I'm not just a stereotype.”
“Well, do you still think I'm a stereotype?”
I sucked in air through my teeth before propping my chin in the palm of my hand. “Sometimes you can be. You're stubborn and hard headed and a jerk most of the time but sometimes you can be….cute.” I diverted my attention to my drink again, hoping that my compliment didn't make things more awkward.
“What's so cute about me?” He asked. His eyes were focused right on me now as if he truly wanted to know.
“Oh well...physically of personality wise?”
“You tell me, princess.”
I pouted at my title. I guess he was returning my tease from earlier. “Well, i like that you trust me. I like that you're willing to try things with me. I think your photography is nice and i’m glad you have a passion. I think that it's cute when you spoon me or hold my pinky like you do.”
His face brightened to a heavy rose color and he straightened up as soon as Jae and Quinn came to the table. Jae tossed the car keys onto the table and sat down beside Quinn, rather than across from one another like Johnny and I were. They barely seemed to pay attention to us or their drinks and instead got wrapped up in their own little world full of intense kisses. Johnny and I face palmed at the same time.
“Were in public.” I groaned. “Cut it out.”
“Don't ruin our fun just because you two are weird and awkward.” Jae said.
“If ya'll were just gonna make out why did we even come out here? I could've stayed home.” Johnny interjected.
“I still wanted bubble tea. And we can get food later. I'm just a bit preoccupied now.” Quinn said.
I rolled my eyes and diverted my attention back to my phone which was a better sight than our best friends sucking the soul out of one another.
Im ready to die why are they like this
I texted Johnny.
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: we should just ditch them tbh
Omg, we cant. They rode with us. How would they get back?
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: who cares lmao
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: they can figure it out later
Be nice. Theyre still our friends
But would you care if I got some food after this? Im starving
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: fuck yeah. Where do you wanna go babe?
I smiled and looked up at him. He glanced up at me and returned my smile before nodding back at his phone, waiting for me to answer. Somehow texting made the both of us more comfortable than talking face to face. Blame it on on our generations addiction to technology or rather our crippling social anxiety.
Not to be weeb trash but there’s a japanese book store around here and it’s over by a bakery and a restaurant. I go there all the time. They have the best fried chicken
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: lets do it then
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: btw i watched naruto so i know anime
I couldn’t help the snort that got coupled with my laughter. I covered my mouth when i noticed the gross sound which made Johnny laugh too.
Oh my god, stop right there. I can’t believe you just said that!!!
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: I still remember like half of the opening songs
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: dont make me serenade you
There is nothing more I want in this world than you to sing fighting dreamers while squawking like a parrot
Literally nothing would turn me on more johnathan
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: lol, bet. You’re gonna get just that tonight
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: also you know my name is just john right lol
Not anymore. You’re forever johnathan
😂😂😂😂😂
Johnathan’s cute. I like johnathan
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: i like johnny. I have like 4 different names and thats the least fucking complicated one
I know what you mean, i have too many names too and I hate all of them.
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: there’s more than just Eri?
Way more unfortunately. My 1st name has 12 letters in it
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: wtf lol
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: what is it?
Never telling. Ever. its a dead name to me. Im just eri
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: boooo ur no fun
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: i’ll tell you my korean name if you tell me your full name
Absolutely not. If i tell you i’ll have to kill you. Thats the rule
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: does quinn know it?
Don’t bring them into this. Quinn knows a lot of things about me that must never be spoken of
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: ahh so you ARE a serial killer then
Shhhhhhh dont let anyone know.
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: i dont think i can hide the fact that youre a serial killer eri lol
I can hide you
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: why do I have a weird feeling that was your attempt at flirting with me
Please ignore me i dont know how to have actual normal conversations
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: apparently we can only have them about traumatic experiences and kinks
Thats basically the basis of a successful relationship duh
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: relationship?
You know what i mean
💕💕Big Dick Daddy💕💕: do i?
I looked up at him as he was casually sipping and waiting for my response. Before i could say something or even think of what to say, the chair screeched back and Quinn stood up suddenly. “I'm gonna go to the bathroom, i'll be right back.” They announced.
I shrugged. “Oh...alright. We'll be here.” I watched them walk off towards the restrooms in the back of the cafe and saw that Jae was doing the same.
“I gotta piss too..” He left then too, following Quinn in a half jog, and i wanted to scream. Really? Right now? Right in front of my boba? I rolled my eyes and sighed.
“They're going to go fuck.” I said, when he was out of ear shot.
Johnny looked back at the direction of the bathrooms then back at me. “Time to get food then.” He stood up and grabbed the keys from the center of the table. “Come on.”
“Wait, no we really shouldn't!” I protested. “I'd feel bad if we left them here.”
“Do you feel bad that they ditched us to fuck in the bathroom?”
“Well….maybe not so much.”
“Than come on.”
I grabbed my drink and followed after Johnny as he headed back to the car. We got in and I directed him to the bookstore, our conversation still at a minimum. After we arrived, he resumed holding my pinky and following me as i strung him along to look at stationery and the large collection of manga on the upper floor. I wanted to buy everything and practically cried when I saw my fave series or even a figure that i was desperate to have. Johnny seemed to get a kick out of every time I geeked out and listened patiently when I explained something to him like an overly excited teenager. He even told me about some of the anime’s he used to watch as a kid, a few we had in common.
I took him down another row of filled shelves looking for a specific title I had in mind. This section was only filled with the Japanese prints making Johnny question my intentions. "You can't read Japanese. Don't they have English ones?"
"Mhm," i nodded as i bent over slightly searching for the right volume. "It's for Yuta. He's collecting My Hero Academia right now. I wanted to see if they had the next volume he needs."
"Hm." He scoffed. "Yuta."
"There's nothing wrong with looking for something for a friend."
"Never said there was. It's whatever."
I finally found the volume and snapped a quick picture of it to send to Yuta and asked him to come back down here when he had time. I started searching for another series he had in mind of starting when i felt something creep up my thigh. Johnny was behind me now, his fingers just barely under my skirt and rubbing across the band of my thigh highs. I straightened up and swatted at him. "Quit being a perv!" He smirked and set a kiss on my lips holding it long enough for me to worry about our PDA. "Dont make us like Quinn and Jae!" I whispered harshly.
"Sorry, i won't. I just needed it."
"Needed a kiss?"
He shrugged and kissed me again, this time quicker before he moved away from me and disappeared to another aisle leaving me to stay flustered. I grumbled and switched to find the English volumes of the manga section but got distracted by a rack of Rilakkuma plushies. The adorable teddy bear was one of my vices and I had spent more than I needed too on a few of the plushies here. There was one in particular that I didn't have that shone like a beacon of light in the sea of others. I crushed the plushie to my chest, happy at how soft and perfectly squishable it was. I looked at the price tag and winced, setting my dream plush down and retreating to the manga which i could afford.
I wasted almost a half hour mulling over which series I should buy- one i was close to finishing or another I had always wanted to collect. I sighed and picked the cheaper option, which still made me happy. I needed a new job asap but it was slim pickings in this stupid college town and the surrounding areas. I was flipping through the volume in my hand when Johnny appeared beside me, startling me.
"Hey, not to be a buzzkill but I'm hungry as fuck. Would you care if we went to go eat now?"
"Oh yeah! Sorry, i was reading through some of the volumes and got distracted with deciding what I wanted. We can go." I noticed he had a bag in his hand as he had apparently bought something. "Found something you liked?"
He simply nodded and i tried to sneak a peek to see what it was. He yanked the bag away and held it high above his head where he knew he couldn't reach. "Don't be nosey. Go pay for your stuff." He kissed the top of my head and I pouted before walking to the register and paying. The restaurant wasn't too far from the bookstore so we took the scenic route, walking hand in hand. I loved the way his fingers engulfed mine and made my entire hand disappear. I gave him a few squeezes to guide him in a new direction until we arrived. I pulled the door open for us and kept our hands entwined as we went to the line to order again.
Almost a half hour later we were still eating and actually laughing and having a flowing conversation. His laugh was so charmingly awkward that it resembled music to my ears. I could listen to him talk all day when he was passionate about something, his little lisp becoming more adorable to me by the second. I watched every motion his mouth made, falling into my secret oral fixation and noticing everything i found attractive- his overbite, his lisp again, his tongue reaching out to lick his lips, the small hiss he made as he sucked in air through his teeth when he was trying to think of something, and every once in awhile when he would sink his teeth into his bottom lip. He quirked an eyebrow at me, stopping mid sentence.
"What are you looking at?"
I snapped myself out of my daydream like state. "N-nothing, i'm just listening to you."
"I feel like you're staring, you weirdo." He chucked the balled up straw wrapper at me and i returned with my napkin ammo.
"I was not staring! I was just interested in what you were saying but now you're just being a jerk."
"I am not, whiny princess. I could just tell. Do i have something stuck in my teeth? Sauce on my face?"
I shook my head. "Nope, you're all clean."
He nudged his foot against my leg from beneath the table. "Then tell meeee."
"You'll laugh at me!"
"I'll always laugh at you but it's all in good fun."
I sighed and set my hands on my forehead, making a visor of my fingers and trying to block him from looking at me directly. "It's just a thing i have with mouths, ok?"
"Fuck, was i chewing too loud or something?"
I shook my head. "No it wasn't really when you were eating food it was more like when you were talking and stuff. It's just...a thing I have."
"I don't get it…"
"It's like a….like a fixation, ok? Can we move on before i embarrass myself more?"
"Fixation? Is this like a kink thing again?" He asked.
"No...a little. But not really I suppose. Just stuff I find attractive that draws me in i guess."
"So you just like notice stuff I do with my mouth?"
I set my head on the table wondering why i couldn't be a normal human being who didn't make a fool of themselves when they were with a boy they liked (read: loved). "Y-yeah…"
"So what did you notice, i'm curious. Is this more stuff that you think is cute about me? Hmm?"
"Yes...for the most part."
"Then tell me."
I sighed again and kept my voice low. "I watched you chew on your fork while you were talking. And i like your lisp."
"Please no."
I looked up at him and he was covering his mouth instantly. Great. Now i freaked him out for good. "'M sorry." I grumbled.
"I hate my lisp, it's the worst. Why do you even think it's cute?"
I shrugged. "I dont know. Maybe because i think you're cute. Maybe because i like how it adds to your accent. Maybe i'm just extra weird."
"You're the first person to ever tell me that, you know."
"I figured as much. I don't mention it often because it weirds people out. So, again, i'm sorry."
He chucked the napkin back at me making me look up at him. "What you think is weird is your normal. And hell yeah i think you're weird but you're interesting too. You keep me guessing and I never have any idea what you’re gonna say or make me feel next.” Johnny looked down at the small amount of food he had left and poked at it with his fork, taking his turn to avoid looking at me.
“Correct me if i’m wrong but are you being nice to me, Johnathan?”
“Don’t be gross.” He laughed. “You’re cute too, i guess.”
“Thanks, i’m flattered.” I rolled my eyes playfully and stood up. “I’ll be back, I’m gonna use the bathroom.”
“Sure, you don’t want me to come with you?” He joked.
“Please don’t. I actually have to pee.” I nudged his head as I walked by him and headed towards the bathroom. I checked my phone to see if Quinn had texted me or noticed that we were gone. There was nothing but an excited text from Yuta along with a kissy face selfie. I responded to him and finished up quickly before returning back to the table. I stopped when I was about to sit down as i was face to face with the Rilakkuma plush I had wanted back at the bookstore. “What did you do?”
Johnny shrugged. “I saw you looking at it so...i don’t know. I thought you might want it.”
“You...you didn’t have to…” I whispered. I was practically speechless and couldn’t even move. I just kept staring at it. I had never once expected him to do anything like this for me. This made everything absolutely worse. Not only did I have feelings for him but now he was being adorable and sweet and thoughtful. What a fuckin’ asshole! This was the last thing I needed from someone who only saw me as a fuck buddy. It was also going to mess with my head and my heart more and I was a total glutton for punishment. What the hell was I going to do with myself?
“Do you like it? You’re looking at it like it’s a bomb.”
I finally sat down and swiftly took the plush off the table and held it in my lap. “Thank you.”
“It’s not problem. I got a keychain too. One where he’s sleeping.”
“You got a Rilakkuma keychain?” I asked, stunned.
He unclipped it from his belt loop and held it up for me to see. “Yeah, why not? I liked it.”
“I just...didn’t peg you for a guy that would buy a stuffed animal for himself.”
“It kinda reminds me of you.”
We both looked at each other not sure of what had transpired. We were frozen in place and I could almost hear my heart thundering between my ears. I squeezed onto one of the plush ears trying to stabilize my anxious thoughts. Johnny swallowed hard and opened his mouth as if he was going to say something but a loud vibration of his phone on the table scared us both. I saw that it was Jae calling and Johnny picked it up.
“Dude, where the fuck are you!?’ I could hear him yelling through the phone.
“We left. We weren’t going to wait for you two to finish fucking and being gross.”
“Come back here and get us!”
“No way. You guys can find your own way home. Eri and I are going back to her place and then we’re gonna fuck.”
“Shut up!” I whispered harshly. “We can just go pick them up. It’s not big deal.”
Johnny shook his head at me, holding the phone a bit aways from his ear as Jae continued to yell. “No way in hell.” He mouthed at me.
I kicked at him under the table and gave him a stern look. “Go back.”
“They don’t deserve it.” Johnny hung up on his best friend and got up from the table. “C’mon. Let’s get going.” He grabbed our trays and tossed the garbage in the trash while i gathered my plush and purse.
“You’re ridiculous, you know that? We’re never going to hear the end of it.”
“And? It’s time for us to have our own fun now. Don’t worry about them.” He pulled me close to him and kissed me. “You ready?”
I knew it was wrong to leave Quinn and Jae behind butttt a part of me was still annoyed that they ditched us to go fuck. At least Johnny and I were going to hook up in the sanctity of my apartment and not in the middle of hanging out with friends. Besides, I did want to spend some alone time with him now. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have some fun of our own. “Yeah, I’m ready Johnny.”
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“Jesus, it's cold in here!” I said as i opened the door to my apartment. “I'm gonna get a blanket for us if you wanna find something to watch.”
“Sure.” Johnny shrugged and kicked off his shoes as he sat down on the couch. I went to my room and tossed my purse and plush on my bed before gathering my fleece blanket. I nudged my own shoes off and made my way back to the couch, barely being able to see with the blanket balled up in my face. Just as i was hoping that i wouldn't trip, my foot caught onto Johnny's vans and i almost landed face first on the floor. He caught me instantly though and I was plenty grateful. Knowing my luck i would’ve slammed my head on the side of the coffee table. “And you think I’m clumsy.”
“Shush!” I said, pawing at his hands on my waist. “You shouldn't have left your clown shoes in the way!” He forced me to face him, my body poised between his legs and hands firmly on my hips. “What?”
He remained silent and gently eased me forward as he relaxed back into the couch. I got the message and crawled into his lap, straddling him. His lips busied themselves with pressing tender kisses to my neck while his hands crawled along my thighs. The gentle actions were enough to make me shiver just a bit. I pushed his hair back gently and took his wire frames between my fingers, pulling them away from his face. He blinked a few times as if his eyes had to readjust. I reclined back to set them onto the coffee table before returning my attention to him. “Well…” I began. “Here we are.”
“I've been wanting to fuck you all day you know that?”
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, i get it. The thigh highs. You're a slut.” I pouted. “I kinda...maybe…” I lowered my voice to just above a whisper. “I didn't mind hanging out with you today. I had a really nice time.” I was already kicking myself but i couldn't bare to hide my disappointment of my own true feelings. I did have fun with him. He made me laugh, genuinely laugh, and feel good. And the Rilakkuma he bought me would be something I cherished for a long time. I liked our date but I couldn't ask him out again, especially if he just wanted to fuck. Of course, that was my intention at the beginning as well but as usual I got caught up in trivial things that made me feel like I was actually important to someone.
“O-oh…” he said as if he wasn't even sure how to respond. I kept my gaze casted downward as my fingers twiddled away at a stray thread hanging from his shirt. “I mean...it was like cool and all I guess.”
He guessed. It stung. It really did. Even after the hand holding, kissing, and buying me things I was still nothing. But at least I knew what i was good for with him. “Yeah...Do you wanna….just get to watching stuff?”
He set his curled index finger beneath my chin and raised my head. “What's wrong?”
“Nothing's wrong, I'm fine.” I pushed his hand away and went to crawl off his lap but he instantly seized my waist again.
“Eri.” I hated the way his voice sounded when he was stern and reprimanding. It made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end and had my whole body melting into gooey mess.
“What?” I grunted.
“Tell me.”
“It’s nothing! I just thought you-it's stupid just forget about it.”
“Eri.” There it was again. Still after all these months his voice still drew me back in. I rolled my eyes and practically whined, despising that he was trying to make me talk about how i felt when he was the king of emotional suppression. It just wasn’t fair.
I tugged on the loose thread again, pulling it from the shirt completely. “I thought maybe you would've liked our date...the hang out thing I mean.”
“What makes you think i didn't?”
“You just said ‘it was cool and all i guess’. It sounds like you didn’t give a shit about it at all…”
“You want me to care about a date?”
“Yes! Wait, no! No, i do not.”
He raised a brow and squinted his eyes in confusion. “You don't?”
“I just- will you let me go? I don’t wanna talk about this anymore. Let's just fuck and get it over with.” I tried prying at his hands but he still wouldn't let me go, even when I started squirming.
“Eri.”
“Stop saying my name like that!” I snapped. I was failing at making it look like he wasn’t capable of making me lose my sanity.
“Say it like what?”
“Like all….UGH! You're frustrating!”
“I think you're frustrating yourself.” He chuckled which made my entire face heat up.
“I am not! I don't care if you don't care about the date but was it even a date like i had a really good time but you didn't and now i feel all weird and i don't wanna feel weird but i do and you're just here just not caring and i don't know! Ok?! I don't know!” I rambled in one breath.
“Shut up, you idiot.” He cupped my face in his hands, practically engulfing my entire head before pulling me to his lips. He was right of course. I was frustrating myself and letting my emotions mix with my anxiety to create this brutal concoction of frustration and confusion. I wanted to push him away so i could breathe and probably run away yet he was taking his sweet time as if he needed every caress of my lips. “I did have a good time.” He licked at the soft fullness of them before landing another kiss “A really good time. Why are you worried that I didn't?”
“Fuck if i know.” I whimpered. “You're fucking with my head.”
“Welcome to my world.” He pushed my hair away from my neck and planted kisses along my jugular. “Also do you not like it when i say your name?” His breath was dangerously close to my ear, his words a whisper that made my fingers dig into his shoulders harder.
“You were saying it all...harsh and commanding.”
“Did it scare you? I didn't mean to.”
I shook my head. “N-no. It um...actually turned me on.”
“Oh.” He pulled away from me. “Is it...like part of the daddy thing? Am i doing a good job? I really didn't notice.” He was blushing now but a small smile was creeping onto his lips as if he was proud of himself.
I returned the smile, my head feeling just a bit clearer. My ability to overthink everything was annoying when it swallowed my entire thought process. But his words were comforting enough to encourage me to breath and relax against him. “Yeah, you did a good job. You know you're kind of already a bit dominant right?”
“Uh really? I just thought I was being normal.”
“Remember your normal isn't the same as everyone else's. You just didn't notice or it seemed natural to you. It works. I also kinda like how growly you get.”
“Growly? I notice i do do that sometimes. I d-dont really mean to…” he said softly.
“Do it more often. Like a lot more often but don't force it. I like it when you do it when you’re fucking me from behind.”
“Wow uh, well ok.” He laughed nervously and darted his eyes away from me. “I will um...try and keep that in mind. For next time.”
“Now, you mean?” I set my hands on his chest and rubbed at the firm muscles beneath his shirt.
“Well...y-yeah, i guess.”
“It was your idea. Thigh highs remember.”
His gaze went back to my thighs instantly. “How could i fucking forget.” He slid his hands under my skirt and grabbed at my ass roughly. “What else do you have underneath here?”
“Do you think i'm going to show you that easily?” I smirked.
“You will. Get up.”
I ignored him and instead buried my face in his neck to give him small bites and licks. He didn't seemed too pleased with that as he landed a harsh smack to my ass, making me hiss. "F-fuck...jerk."
"Get up, Eri."
I shimmed off him and stood between his legs as he resumed his reclined position and rested his arms across the back of the couch. Slowly, i unzipped the back of my skirt, pulling away the suspenders and letting it fall to the floor. I pulled my shirt over my head, adjusting my hair once it was free and let him drink in the small fitting lingerie set. His eyes widened and his adam's apple bobbed within the tightness of his throat.
"What?" I started covering myself, suddenly becoming self conscious.
"W-wow…" was all he said.
"Wow, what?"
"Sorry, you just look…" he licked his lips and opened his legs a little wider. "You look hot."
"O-oh...” Was all I really managed to say. He took my hips in his hands again, pulling me gently to sit on the couch beside him. He caressed every inch of me while his lips crept closer to mine until they melted together. I trailed my hands beneath his shirt rubbing the softness of his stomach and begging to get it off so I could drink in his perfect body. Instead, he ignored my prying hands and pushed me down gently. I slipped one of the pillows that always resided on the couch behind my head while Johnny settled himself between my thighs. He focused his attention in trailing hot open mouth kisses and bites over my chest and winding down my stomach. Every bite was coupled with a soothing lick and a small whimper from me. I edged my hips up towards his mouth wanting him to mark my favorite spots. He dodged pleasing the place I wanted the most and grabbed a hold of my right thigh. He lifted my leg up to meet his lips and spent minutes on end kissing and rubbing every inch of it. I relaxed into his touches, feeling myself heat up at all the attention. “If this is how you’re gonna act every time I wear thigh highs then I’ll wear them more often.” I teased.
His eyes flickered up towards me but he remained silent. His lips went back to my inner thigh, kissing down to hover over my center, his bangs gently masking his face. I nibbled my lip nervously, wondering exactly what he was thinking and planning. The kiss was swift, pressed just above my clit and gone in an instant. I didn't ask him for more. That little act was enough progress for him and I couldn't help but feel a little bit proud. I smiled as I petted his hair back, whispering praises about how good he was making me feel. Again, he said nothing, seeming to be completely focused on giving the same attention to my left leg. His fingers danced across the soft fabric on my calf as his lips remained heated and eager. When he reached my ankle, he sat back on his knees and I heard the soft zip of his pants coming undone. He pulled off his button up, followed by his undershirt, yanking it up by the the collar and leaving them both by his shoes.
I pulled him close to me so we were flush together and wasted no time feeling the strong muscles in his arms. We locked eyes for a moment, smiling at one another before diving head first into another heated session of push and pull of our tongues. His hand rested over my neck, alternating between adding and releasing pressure while his hips ground into my budding wetness. I squeezed my legs around him, finding it a bit difficult to work around the minimal space we had on the couch. He didn't seem to care though and he was perfectly content with keeping his big body against me. I took in every degree of his warmth, grateful as i was about to be stark naked in a cold apartment.
"Take them off." I whispered between a kiss and suck to my tongue. I pulled at the nearest belt loop my fingers could reach. He let out a breathy sigh and worked them off. I could already see how filled out his boxer briefs were. The fabric was straining around him, barely keeping him in place. "Did my thigh highs turn you on that much?"
He didn't answer and instead buried his face in my neck while his hands worked my panties down around my ankles. After, he pulled my hand between us, setting it over his hardness. His breath cradled my ear in a plea. "Touch me." He whispered. My free hand dug into his hair while the other pulled the waistband down and set him free. He seemed thankful to finally get a bit of relief and the beautiful moan that he let out when i wrapped my hand around him was enough to almost make me cum right there. I shuddered a bit as that noise tickled my nerves and sent me into a fit of desperate hormones ready to take in every single inch of him.
He was already leaking so much that i could coat his sensitive skin with smooth glides and gentle squeezes. His teeth sunk into my collarbone, pinching my skin between the perfect rows and adding tenderness to the area. I flexed my fingers around his head, focusing rough pulls there as he started rutting his hips. He matched my pumps almost perfectly, shuddering curse words and vocal approvals into my skin. I eased his cock closer and he shifted his hips to press against my lower lips. My eyes fluttered closed as he rocked himself through my slickness. I circled my hips each time the tip of his cock flowed over my clit and ignited my lustful greed for him. A stiffer groan bubbled in his throat as he grabbed my hips firmly, keeping me steady so he could control all the movements. That small bit of control made me squirm beneath him, impatiently wanting to feel more of his fire fueled veins ride through my lips.
My thighs trembled ever so slightly, feeling the ridge of his head tease my clit once more. I let out a small mewl and felt as the mellow rocks of his hips slowed so he could press himself against my entrance. “W-wait, Johnny.” I pleaded.
“Hm?” He stopped entirely, waiting for me.
“We should use a...ya know.”
“What for? We’ve already done it without one.”
“Yeah but I don’t want to make a habit out of it. I’d rather be safe than sorry, ok?”
He sighed and bowed his head before getting up from the couch. “They’re in that box still, right?”
“Yeah.” I said softly. He wasn’t going to guilt me into fucking him again without a condom. I didn’t play that, no matter how good it felt only a week ago (or how much I kept thinking about it for that matter). While I waited for him to return I slipped my hand between my thighs, coating myself in my wetness and pressing two fingers inside. I sighed softly and closed my eyes, concentrating on the self pleasure. A few moments later, I felt the couch dip again and heard him chuckle lowly.
"Please. Don't let me interrupt." He kissed my knee and kept my thighs wide open to enjoy the view. I adjusted myself a bit lower on the couch and added a third finger before stretching myself open for him to see. I moved my fingers up towards my clit adding a few circles against it that made my back arch. I felt Johnny hover over me, taking my chin in his hand and making me face him. "You're not gonna cum like that."
"I know i'm not." I smirked and set my cum coated fingers in my mouth, enjoying the way his eyes widened and pupils dilated at the sight. I grabbed his ass, pulling him to me again before forcing myself down onto his length. He pressed me wide open, stretching me and filling me perfectly. His bottom lip was caught in his teeth and he moved my legs to rest on his shoulders. I had no idea what possessed him with the thought that I was some sort of contortionist pretzel but as soon as i felt him hit deep within me my eyes fluttered closed once more and i clutched onto his arms. I could barely handle it. Every move he made was absolutely flawless and heavy with lust that it made me moan more than i'd ever done before.
My breath was barely existent and he took the opportunity to capture me in another kiss, digging his fingers into my hair to keep me close. He seemed different somehow. More attentive, more touchy, more focused on us. It was like he wanted to spend hours within me and torturing me with orgasm after orgasm. He began rolling his hips, my calves jerking and toes curling around his head. I whispered his name against his lips, a scarcely audible beg for him to never stop. The sensation was so overwhelming i could feel tears edging to my waterline.
"You feel so fucking amazing, Eri." He said as his brows furrowed and sweat beaded across his temples. My body warmed at his praise, rolling against him to beg for more for more and clawing at the back of the couch. "C-can i try something?"
I raised a brow, confused at the timing of his sudden question. "H-huh? What? I don’t want you to stop, please."
"No, i know, me either but...i thought you might like this." He removed his arms from keeping himself propped above me and instead clamped one around my throat and the other over my mouth. He dug his fingers into my neck sending a shock wave to my system. My eyes widened as I never excepted him to get so into choking me. I was sure that he was still tentative to the whole action but the fact that he was doing this for me made my heart flutter with the prospect of love once more. "Is this ok?"
I nodded eagerly, tapping at his hips to remind him to keep fucking me as he took every breath from my lungs. My head dove into a fuzzing space of semi consciousness and pleasure, drowning in my deprivation. My walls clenched tight, holding the pressure and sucking him in as if he could go any further within me. His entire frame shuddered and his palm pressed harder into me, sinking against my windpipe. I worked my hips back against him, a bit quicker as i needed the fast pace to add to my imminent orgasm. "Mo-more?" He asked softly, through his uneven breaths.
All i could do was nod again, helplessly, as my scream was blocked out by the hand over my mouth and he plowed into me relentlessly. I could barely keep my sanity let alone my orgasm at bay, especially when his movements were coupled with those deep groans he made. My lungs were aching at this point and my stomach tightened. Every muscle in my lower half tensed and just as I tapped his forearm to free myself from his restriction, my back arched and sent my body into a spasm. It was intense, definitely more intense than my previous orgasms with him and I gulped down heavy breaths just to keep myself from going dizzy. He pulled me into his arms, keeping me against his chest and cradling my head as if to steady me. "Ssh, i got you." He said.
The light above me was blinding and i blinked rapidly as another shock wave zipped through me from head to toe. He edged my legs down from his shoulders leaving me to finally relax a bit more. I clutched onto him and squeezed my eyes so tight i could see colors flashing in the darkness of my lids. It took another minute or two until i had calmed down enough, feeling like a bit of a fool for having to completely recover from an orgasm. I hid myself in his shoulder, hoping he wouldn't think it was weird. He kissed my neck, my cheek, then my temple, before pulling away so my chest could fully expand.
"Can you get on your knees for me?" He asked as he sat back again. I instantly looked down at his cock which seemed to be painfully swollen and throbbing just a tiny bit. I wanted to take care of him and slowly eased myself up into his favorite position. It wasn't easy, especially with my legs feeling like utter jello but i managed to get there. I gripped the armrest and spread my knees to the width of the couch cushion. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pressed into me, making me wince. He stopped and slowed a bit, giving time for my tender walls to readjust to his girth. My shoulders dipped and i bowed my head, panting as he worked my hips back against him. I shifted a bit until it felt comfortable again.
He slid his warm hands up my sides to between my shoulders, unclipping my bra and pulling it down towards my wrists. I flung it away and let him engulf my breast in his hands, kneading harshly and pressing his torso against me. He held onto me tight and forced brutal thrusts into me, barely allowing me to keep up. I was already becoming a giant mess of emotions and couldn't bare another breathtaking orgasm no matter how much I craved it. I curled my nails into the fabric of the couch as I felt his thumb rub over my nipple between rough gropes. I breathed out his name like a swear and dipped my stomach downwards, allowing him to nudge at the sensitive bundle of nerves only a few inches within me. Every once in awhile he would pop out completely, just to fuck me ever so slightly with his tip before crashing back in. That simplistic addition was practically making my eyes roll into the back of my head.
I could already feel myself tiptoeing on that fine line of a second orgasm but I was holding back as much as i could. With the way his muscles were flexing against me I could tell he was trying not to lose his cool just yet either but was very close to failing. "Johnny…" I mewled and wiggled my hips back against him, trying to coax him to spill into the condom. He growled low and deep within his throat, naturally and without thought, as I looked back to see him still in deep concentration. I bit my lip and smirked to myself over my favorite sound he made.
"OH MY GOD!"
My perfect fantasy world was ripped apart when my eyes flew open and i was staring directly at Quinn and Jae who had come in through the front door. I screamed and scrambled to get the discarded blanket from the floor and pull it to my chest. Johnny quickly pulled out and balled up his clothes to try and shield himself from view. "ERI! RIGHT ON THE COUCH?!"
I could tell my face was beat red and i had no idea what to even say. Jae was covering his eyes, avoiding us at all cost. "Dude, gross. Put some clothes on!"
"Shut up! You weren't supposed to be here!" Johnny yelled.
"THIS IS MY HOUSE TOO! FIRST YOU DITCH US AT THE BOBA PLACE AND NOW YOU’RE FUCKIN’ OUT IN THE OPEN?!” Quinn continued to yell.
“Excuse me! You guys were being gross and LEFT US to go fuck in the bathroom first! We had every right to leave you because we weren’t going to wait until ya’ll got your rocks off!” I yelled back.
“Can ya’ll like...leave? I don’t even want to sit on the couch now.” Jae said, peeking between his fingers.
“Fuck you, dude!” Johnny got up, still holding his clothes in front of him. “Fuckin’ idiots.” He turned and headed towards my room making Jae groan when he saw Johnny’s ass.
“Bro! Come onnnnnnnnnn! Gross!” He groaned.
“Well what the fuck do you want me to do, huh?! It’s kinda difficult to put skinny jeans on with a goddamn hard on!”
I got up as well, in no mood to continue to be in front of them and wanting to shrink away immediately. I wrapped the blanket around myself and sprinted to push Johnny into my room and slam the door shut. I threw myself face down on my bed and screamed into my pillow. “I want to fucking die!”
Johnny tossed his clothes to the floor and crawled in beside me, pulling my spare pillow over his face and groaning. “Why are they like this? Why do they always have to ruin everything, i swear to god!”
“Please put me out of my misery. I can’t believe Jae saw me naked. Not only naked but getting fucking plowed!”
“I swear if he mentions anything about the way you looked i’m decking him in the face.” Johnny snapped.
“Wait do you think i looked gross? Oh my god, i probably looked gross.”
“Why are you worrying what he thinks?!”
“Well, i mean- if i’m gonna be naked in front of someone I at least want to look good!” I buried my face deeper into the mattress, mumbling a “nevermind.” Johnny pulled the pillow off his face and sighed. He snapped off the condom, tossing it into the trash beside my desk as I finally pulled my face up from the mattress. He set the pillow under his head and stared at the ceiling a permanent scowl on his face. I inched my way closer and set my head on his chest, sighing deeply. “What are we going to do now?”
He set an arm behind his head and looked over at me. “I don’t know. I’m not going back out there. Maybe i’ll just nap or some shit.”
I bit my lip. “I mean...We could finish…”
“Are you really still worked up after getting embarrassed like that?"
"Well they're not gonna see us in here! And i'd rather not think about what Quinn is gonna say about seeing your whole ass when you go home and I have to face them."
He ran both if his hands over his face and groaned again. "Christ…"
"Besides they act like I've never done shit on the couch! I gave Lucas a blowjob there!"
Johnny glared at me before rolling over. "Seriously?"
"What?" I asked confused. "What happened?"
He adjusted himself as best he could and didn't say another word. I shook his shoulder gently. "Whaaaattt?" He still didn't say anything which made me pout. "Johnny, why are you being grumpy?"
He shrugged me off his shoulder but I set my head on it instead. "Daddyyyy, tell me." I rubbed his chest and slid my hand down his stomach.
"Dont even." He grumbled.
"Then tell me."
"I'm fine."
I kissed at his shoulder then moved to his neck. "Nah-uh. You got all grumpy all of a sudden and i need to know why." I tiptoed my fingers lower, trailing down his body hair to grip his base. He grunted and still tried to ignore me. I made a hard bite just beneath his jaw before grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling back harshly. He hissed and grabbed at my wrist. "Tell me." I commanded. His eyes turned into slits as he gave me a death glare before tackling me, however with my bed being so small, we completely rolled over and fell onto the floor with a hard thud. I landed on top of him, straddling his lap. We looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"We can't win, can we?" I giggled.
"I guess not." He smiled as he pulled me down onto his chest and kissed me, pushing my hair out of my face. "I took the condom off because I figured you wouldn't wanna keep going."
"Hmm, i could go all night with you." I gave him a kiss and he rose to prop himself of his elbows.
"Well damn, i'm all for that." He smirked.
I shimmied off him and grabbed another from my box, eager to get back into action. He got up from the floor and back onto the bed while i tore the wrapper open and got between his knees. "You know...it was really hot when you choked me like that."
"I could tell you really liked it. I thought you were having an exorcism with the way you came so hard."
I rolled my eyes and blushed. "Don't flatter yourself too much." I rolled the rubber onto him and pushed him down onto the bed. He dragged me with him, positioning me to be his little spoon and pulling my legs open. I bit my lip and hid shyly into my pillow as he guided himself back into me. He sighed softly against my heated skin and kept my leg secured in his arm. I encouraged his thrusts, grinding myself back against him while his other arm slipped under my head and crossed over my neck, crushing my throat once more. I gripped the blanket beneath me tight, trying to steady myself in any way possible. Johnny bit at the back of my neck, keeping his control over me. I let out a strangled whimper when his hips sped up, snapping harshly against my ass.
I gripped at his hand that rested by my propped up leg and carried his fingers to my wetness. I wanted attention to my excited bundle of nerves but instead I felt his middle finger press into me in conjunction with his cock. I arched against him as that little extra addition stretched me further than i thought I could ever go. My fingers flexed with tension, practically shaking as my mind went blank. I could barely make out his cocky strangled whispers as I slipped closer towards another orgasm. He was curling his finger as much as he could while digging deep to the hilt inside me. I was squirming desperately and clamping down around him. He moaned my name deeply after a hard clench, his cock throbbing with his release. As he filled me, he slipped his finger out and gently rubbed at my clit, adding to the sensitivity. His hold across my neck loosened and i laid my head back on his shoulder, feeding into the loving attention. He stayed within me, his warmth filling my lower half while my cum covered him completely with my second orgasm, slightly dripping down between my cheeks.
We laid together for awhile, not saying much while we recuperated our breaths. He set my leg down and instead wrapped his arm around my waist keeping his chest pressed against me. I sighed and joined my fingers with his, giving his hand a slight squeeze. He nuzzled the back of my neck and stayed like that, drifting into sleep. It took me a bit longer to try and rest and i found myself distracted by the Rilakkuma plush that had fallen to the floor. I stretched my arm all the way out, reaching for it while trying not to disturb Johnny too much. My fingertips just barely grabbed it by the ear and I pulled it close, snuggling it to my chest.
I felt happy, more so than I was used to and the fact that it was caused by Johnny scared me the most.
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We had spent days texting each other, sending stupid memes, videos, and sweet good morning snapchats. He would occasionally send me short clips of him playing around on his keyboard which made me feel warm with hope that he was getting his creativity back. I dared to share videos of me practicing guitar but never me singing. I was always out of frame too as i was still too shy to show him all of me. Quinn would grill me every time i stopped whatever i was doing to answer him immediately. Those little messages were starting to carry a lot of weight and even more so when they turned into late night facetime sessions or the occasional phone sex. I had even saved a selfie of him as his contact photo that would pop up every time he called.
Our little bit of free time was spent together, watching shows on Netflix, episode by episode, or even having online Overwatch matches where we would curse each other out. I never wanted to be healer and he wouldn't cover me when i needed him most. It was a pain but still proved to be a good time and we almost always ended up laughing in the midst of battle. He was even patient with listening to some of my band recommendations though he still wasn't too keen on some of the heavier stuff I listened too. I appreciated him trying though. It would suck when we would have to work and couldn't pay attention to our phones to respond as much. Tonight was one of those nights. I knew he was closing at the cafe and i was eagerly waiting for his response for when we could hang out next. Somewhere around 10:30 i got a phone call from him instead.
"Heyyyyyy beauutifullll." He said with such saccharine sweetness i knew he was up to something.
"What do you want?" I said flatly, needing to get past his little cover up.
"So...remember like a week or so ago when we went to get Boba and left Jae and Quinn at the place?"
"Yes?"
"So….he kinda got back at me."
"What do you mean?"
I heard him sigh deeply. "So this morning he said something was wrong with his car and asked to borrow mine. He promised to take me to work and pick me up while he tried to figure out what was wrong. Well i've been trying for like over a half hour to call him and even tried Quinn but neither one of them are answering. And uh...this isn't my pay week so I'm broke as fuck and cant afford an uber. Sooo….would you be able to come pick me up?"
"See, i told you we should've gone back to get them! But noooo, you had to be so headass about it!"
"Yeah yeah! Save your 'i told you so's'. Can you just pick me up? Please? It's cold out here and I'm freezing my ass off. It's starting to snow."
I sucked my teeth. "Fine. You owe me."
"I'll steal you some cake pops and breakfast sandwiches tomorrow."
"Deal. Give me 10 minutes. I'll be there."
"Thanks, you're awesome."
"No shit." I smiled. "I'll see you."
He hummed a goodbye and we hung up. I pulled on my fleece lined sweatpants and my winter layers before trudging out to my car. There was only a thin layer of snow on the windshield so i thankfully didn't have to stand outside and dust it off. I cranked up the heat as soon as I got in and headed towards his job. It didn't take me long to see his dark figure in the stillness of the parking lot. He ran up to the car, his breath visible puffs and nose bright red.
"Fuck, it's cold! Thanks, babe." He climbed in and shut the door and I noticed he looked completely drained and tired. His dark circles were more prominent and his smile seemed a bit forced.
"Are you ok?" I asked, concerned.
"Huh? Yeah, i guess. Why?"
"You seem like you could pass out at any minute. Have you been getting enough sleep?"
He chuckled. "Uh, no. When do I ever? I'm running on coffee and energy drinks."
"That isn't good Johnny…" i set my hand over his. "You need a break."
"Yeah tell my bosses that. It ain't gonna happen, princess."
"Have you eaten?"
"Don't have money too. Too busy at work to eat either. I'll figure something out when i get home."
"Johnny, what the fuck." I sighed and put my car in reverse and backed out of the parking spot. "You're coming home with me." I switched into drive and headed back to my apartment.
"No offense, but i'm not particularly in the mood to fuck right now. I know, shocking, but my feet and back are killing me."
"I'm going to feed you and you're getting a bubble bath."
"A what? I don't take bubble baths. That's like...girl stuff…"
"I will slap you. Bubble baths aren't a gendered activity, idiot. Everyone needs to get clean." I rolled my eyes. "You're doing what I say and i'm not getting any back talk about it, got it?"
He put his hands up in mock defense. "Fine, fine. Whatever you say." He closed his eyes and rested his head back in the seat and I was sure he was dead asleep in seconds.
I took my time driving home, letting him enjoy his quick nap. I gently shook him awake when i pulled into my lot and he shuffled out of the car like a zombie, following me to my door. We tossed our coats and hats on the floor, not bothering to hang them up and set our wet shoes on the doormat. I went to work cooking pasta (the quickest and cheapest thing I had to fill him up) while he stretched out on the couch to fall asleep again. He woke up instantly once I held the steaming bowl of finished spaghetti by his face and devoured it like a ravenous dog, asking for seconds soon after. I filled up his bowl again and set some aside for me, eating much slower than he was.
"I'm gonna get the bath going for you, ok?" I said once I was done.
"I can just shower you know."
"Baths help relax your muscles. Didn't I say no back talk?"
He rolled his eyes and left me to my own devices. I made sure the water wasn't too boiling before adding a bath bomb and a ton of bubble bath soap, bath oil, and some epsom salt. I even tossed in some soap flower petals I had gotten from the local dollar store and always used when i took my baths. I lit the candle that stayed on the top of the toilet tank and surveyed my handiwork. It was about to be a fun time. "Johnny!" I called out to him. "It's ready!"
He came into the bathroom and took one look at the bath and almost walked out. "What the hell is all of this?"
"Clothes off. Get in."
"Eri, this is ridicu-"
I pulled at his shirt. "You smell like sweat and gross coffee. Naked. Now."
He pulled his shirt over his head and nudged his socks off with his toes. "Don't you think it's-"
"Pants. Lets go."
He pursed his lips and slid off his dress pants and underwear. "Alright, fine. I'll get in." He walked over to the tub as if it was going to attack him and dipped his foot in slowly. "You want me to boil in there?! Why is it so hot?"
I rolled my eyes at him acting like a baby and turned on the cold water to bring it to a better temperature for him. "Try that."
He dipped his foot in again and seemed satisfied with it. He slowly sunk down and settled as best as he could given his long limbs. He stood quiet for a second before looking up at me. "This is the shit."
"Oh my god. I told you! You're over here with your fragile masculinity about taking a bath. It's the best thing ever! Hashtag self care, homie."
"Get in here with me." He grinned.
"Oh, and where am i gonna fit when you take up the entire tub?"
"We'll figure it out, just come in here. The water's niceeeee."
"Yeah because i made it that way." I left the bathroom adding that i would return in a second. I went back to the kitchen and pulled out the last two beers I had, flicked off the caps and took it back to the bathroom.
"Helllll yeahhhh." Johnny perked up when he saw what i had in tow. I handed them over to him to hold while i discarded my clothes and maneuvered myself between his legs with plenty of difficulty. My tub wasn't made for a giant and me put together. Eventually we settled into a mostly comfortable position and i rested my head back against his chest, sipping at my beer. He seemed to be preoccupied by gathering suds in his hands and squishing the bubbles like a big kid. I took another sip and set the glass bottle onto the floor a little bit aways from the tub.
"You look like a toddler playing with the bubbles like that." I laughed.
"I'm just having fun. Besides, i can do this with them." He smooshed a handful of suds into the side of my face, catching me completely off guard.
"Oh you ass!" I wiped my face and flung the bubbles at him, getting it in his hair and face. He set his beer down beside mine and tried grabbing me, making water splash over the edge of the tub. I was a giggling fit as we tried to see who could cover who in the most bubbles. He splattered more into my hair though I was trying to block him as much as I could. I had closed my eyes for fear of getting soap in them and swatted at him until i felt him grabs my wrists and pull me close. We were still laughing out asses off until i wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Isn't this better than some boring shower?" I smiled.
"Yeah, everything's better with you...but i do actually have to get clean. My hair is greasy as fuck."
"Oh, hold on. I grabbed my shampoo from the corner of the tub and pumped some into my palms. I slathered it into his hair, pushing it back before dipping my hands in the water. I scratched at his scalp, rubbing the shampoo in and making sure any didn't get into his face. He didn't protest at all and instead leaned into my chest, letting me take care of the rest. I wiggled onto my knees to get better access to him and he of course took the opportunity to grabs my ass, laughing when he slapped it and made suds fly about. I smacked the back of his head playfully and demanded he stay still when my nails were digging into his scalp.
He kissed my chest and neck, promising he would be a 'good boy' and making me roll my eyes. Eventually, i grabbed the shower head and rinsed off his hair though he shook the water from it like a dog and doused me. I proceeded to force the shower spray in his face which only made him grab me again and practically dunk me into the water. He was barely relaxing but definitely smiling and having fun which i guess was still a win. When i slid back up he wiped the suds away from me and kissed me, keeping me cornered between the edge of the tub and his body. I smiled into the kiss and wrapped my arms around him again getting lost in my usual happy place.
We stayed like that until the water ran cold and made us shiver. I drained the tub and turned the shower on letting him fully wash up and get conditioner in his hair. There was a bit of a distraction when he was "helping me get clean" and his hands dove between my thighs. I almost fell for it because he always knew how to work me up in seconds but i was able to keep him at bay and make him rinse off. I stepped out the shower first, wrapping my hair in a towel and getting another for around my body. I padded out to the linen closet to get a spare and tossed it at him while he stood dripping in the tub. I went to my room to scope out some of Lucas' clothes that Johnny could wear for pajamas- well if he wanted to. He always did sleep naked. He came into the room a few minutes later, towel wrapped around his waist and still dripping just a bit.
"Did you actually want to sleep in clothes tonight? It is pretty cold." I asked.
"Yeah tha’ts fine….is that my hoodie?" He asked as he caught sight of his hoodie that rested over my desk chair. I had kept it since the night after the Halloween party.
"O-oh….yeah, uh… do you want to wear that?"
"I almost forgot you had it. It's like my favorite hoodie too." He grabbed it and briefly gave the hood a sniff. "Hm…"
"What?" I asked before pulling a pair of sweatpants out of the drawer for him.
"Nothing, it just smells like you now."
I raised a brow. "Uh...sorry?"
"Nah, its cool...how often were you wearing it?"
I didnt need him to know i slept with it on almost every night so i shrugged coolly. "Eh, once or twice. I didn’t really pay attention to it."
"Mhm." Was all he said before I handed him the sweatpants and he pulled them on. He crashed face down onto my bed, groaning happily as he finally got to lay down. I finished drying my hair, tying it up, and pulled on my comfy oversized pjs. I got in bed beside him and kissed at his bare shoulders.
"Do your muscles still hurt?" I asked.
"A little. Mostly my lower back. It was truck day so of course i had to get all the boxes of coffee and shit organized and lift every thing. I'm just ready to sleep."
I slipped over his hips and ran my hands over the small of his back. "Do you want a massage?"
He looked back at me. "What?"
"A massage. Like you know, to relieve some of the tension?"
"Oh...ok?"
"What? You never gotten one before?" I laughed at his incredulousness.
"Not really. I usually do it for girls to get them in the mood or whatever. Touch their tits."
"You're definitely the romantic." I shook my head and dug my palms into his lower back hearing a few vertebrae crack. He cursed softly and i felt his entire body relax beneath me. "There you go, dummy. That’s better."
I worked my hands over his muscles, sliding them across his shoulders and working my thumbs into the back of his neck. "Damn Eri, what did I do to deserve you?" He chuckled.
"I mean, i'm definitely the best you've ever had and the best you'll ever get." So why don't you ask me to be your girlfriend already?
He snorted. "Yeah, sure. I will say though that you've got the best ass and you're turning me into an ass man for sure."
"And a thigh man too."
"All of it." He smirked.
"Get into anal, then we'll talk." I cracked a bit more of of his spine before leaning down to kiss his cheek.
"Hm, doubt it." He closed his eyes and pulled my Rilakkuma plushie that had become my sleeping partner close to him. Why did he have to be so fucking cute? It was getting impossible to ignore my feelings for him no matter how hard i tried to suppress them. It was bad enough that he made me laugh and smile but we were actually getting along pretty well. He was starting to seem absolutely perfect and yet...he would never have feelings for me. I sighed internally as i slid off him and pressed myself into his back, becoming the big spoon. He didn't move or shrug me off so I assumed he didn't care. That or he was already passed out which seemed like the most logical explanation.
I pulled the covers over us and wrapped my arm tight around his waist. Eventually the stillness of the air around us and the calmness of his breathing got to me. Slowly, i started falling asleep, encased by his warmth and my feelings of never wanting him to let go.
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Johnny's POV
I felt hands grabbing at me, clutching at my shoulders and chest. I tried to block them, shove them away. I pleaded for them not to touch me. I didn't need to feel used again. Or dirty. Or weak. I screamed then, burning my lungs as tears rolled down my face.
"JOHNNY! WAKE UP!"
The voice was different then what I was expecting and I opened my eyes to see her face full of worry with a red mark on her cheek. "E-Eri?" I could barely speak.
"I think you were having another night terror. I-i was trying wake you up but you kept fighting…"
"D-d-did I hit you?"
"I mean...i know it was an accident. You were in a state of panic." She dragged her thumb across my cheek and I could feel her wipe at the tears there. They hadn't stopped flowing and i realized how much of a fool I was. I never cried in front of anyone. I would never show that side to me. Not only had I told her my deepest secrets but she had watched me have not one but two night terrors. Now here I was crying-no, sobbing- like a little bitch. I had to leave. I shoved her away quickly, probably harder then i needed to and got up from the bed. I was in a rush to pull on my hoodie and get to the front door while she was calling out to me to slow down. I couldn't bare too.
I ran out of her room, wiping furiously at my face. I gathered my coat from the floor and shoved my feet into my work boots. Quinn was just coming through the door and stopped as she saw me. "Johnny? Are you ok?"
"Did Jae drop you off?! Is he still downstairs?!"
"Wh-what? Yeah. Did something happen between you and Eri?"
"Johnny!" I heard Eri cry out. I moved Quinn out of the way and took the stairs two at a time, calling out to Jae as another wave of tears threatened to push through. I threw the front door open and waved at him, his eyes widening as he sat in my car. I got in the passenger seat as fast as I could.
"Johnny, i can explain-"
"Drive!"
"What? What happened?"
"JUST DRIVE!"
"Fuck! Ok!" He hit reverse and backed out before speeding away from the apartment. "What's going on, bro?"
I covered my face with my hands and rested my elbows on my knees. "I can't do this anymore. They're getting worse. I cant fucking do this."
"What's getting worse? Did Eri do something to you? I'll turn this car around right now, i swear to god."
"No. No. Just go home. Please just take me home."
"You need to tell me what's happening. I mean it." He said, sternly.
"Not right now. Later. I can't...fuck, i can't…" i sniffled and rubbed at my eyes again, trying to make sure I didn't shed another tear. Jae didn't say anything after that but I could tell he wanted to. I just needed to know why I couldn’t get over this. It had been over a month since it initially happened but only a couple weeks since she had left me alone for good. I had spent so much time with Eri that I thought it would be over but she could only do so much. And now i had hit her, an accident, but it still brought me back to how I felt when the bruises were all that were left of Rixi’s torture. I pressed my head against the cold glass of the window and watched as the street lamps passed by.
"I really worry about you…" Jae said in Korean, which meant he was completely serious.
"Yoonoh, i said not now." I replied. My Korean wasn't the best of the best and my accent was complete shit compared to his but I could at least hold a conversation.
"I know not now, we don't have to get into it but i still wanted you to know. I'm here for you and if she so much as hurt you-"
"She didn't. Eri would never. I know she wouldn't. But...I just keep reliving what happened and can’t let it go. That's all."
"Maybe...you should try like therapy, man. They have those groups for survivors and-"
"I'm not a fuckin' charity case and i don't need therapy. I'm not gonna sit there being the only dude and get laughed at. I can deal with it on my own." I snapped.
"Can you? Because it doesn't seem like it." He said, softly.
"I don't even know anymore…"
He pulled up to our place and i walked ahead of him which was when i realized i had left everything in Eri's room. I sighed and set my head against the door wondering if Jae would go back and get my keys, wallet, and cell phone for me. I didn't want to face her. After all how did you face the person you had feelings for when you just cried right in front of them.
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Eri's POV
He hadn't talked to me in a couple weeks again which was starting to become the most annoying and frustrating thing about him. Just when i thought i was breaking his walls down he would block me off again. It was like all those perfect moments we shared together meant nothing at all and we were back to square one- or square zero for that matter. I kept promising myself that no matter what Johnny did to try and weasel his way back into my life I wouldn't let him. I couldn't fix him, i couldn't stop his night terrors or anxiety, and I sure as hell couldn't get him to admit that he needed more help than i could give. It wasn't my job to build him back up even if i was okay helping him out a little. I still did care about him and didn't want him to suffer but I also had to move on for my sake.
However, the way I coped with everything was my favorite self destructive habit. The other lead singer of my band, André, had invited me over for a house party with some of the other people we normally played with at the club. Even a few of our friends who were on tour had come down to our shitty little college town to see us. It had been about a year since they had gone on tour and I was so damn happy to see them. Too many drinks later we were jumping on the couch and breaking shit, playing riff after riff on our guitars and laughing our asses off at stupid stories. I had no idea how many people I kissed or how many times someone asked me to hook up with them. Headbanging made me dizzy but i did it anyway. Hanging around a bunch of metalhead dudes was not the time to punk out. I stopped myself from puking a few times and managed to get a round of Three Amigos in; my specialty. One shot of Fireball, one shot of Honey Whiskey and a last shot of Bourbon.
That pushed me over the edge into bad decision territory. I stepped out of the apartment for a minute in a fit of drunken giggles. I unlocked my phone and trailed through my contact list ready to make a fool of myself. I dialed the number and waited. It only rang two times before he answered.
"Eri?" He sounded confused and a little bit sleepy. My sense of time was distorted.
"Heyyyyyy cutie. How's it going?" I giggled.
"Fuck, you're drunk."
"Absolutely not! I'm just a little tipsy, that's all baby, I swear."
"Yeah, no. You're drunk. I'm the last person you'd be calling."
"I miss your dick though. A lot. I think about it sometimes. It felt good. So good…"
His tone changed a bit, voice getting a little deeper. "Oh? Yeah? I guess I can admit I’ve thought about you a few times too."
"But you hate me!" I whined. "You're always so mean to me and you never talk to me!"
"I don't hate you I just hate the shit surrounding you is all. It's too much drama. I just want to fuck you without any problems."
"You can fuck me. Please fuck me."
"Eri…" I heard him sigh softly. "I can't, baby. You're drunk. That's literally illegal."
"Nooooo, no. I'm not I swear. Can I come over in a bit? Will you stay up for me? I'll make it worth your while."
"If you come over i'm just gonna have to babysit you and make sure you don't choke on your own vomit."
I let out a frustrated grunt, his name coming out short and snippy. "For the last time i'm not drunk. I want you to fuck me, ok? All these idiots at this party want me but I don't want any of them. I want you. I want you...all of you. For the rest of the night."
"Why do you do this? You're a heartbreaker and a fucking tease, you know that?"
"That's how I get them to keep coming back." I smirked. "Do you really not hate me? Like...for real."
"I meant what I said. I really don't hate you. I've thought about you more than enough. I've thought about when I was inside you, when we kissed, the way you looked at me when you came, how good you looked at the summer party. I've wanted you for awhile but never had the guts to say so, and always hated the shit you brought around."
"I'm a good girl, i swear. I won't cause any trouble. I really need you. Please?"
"Ok, ok...promise me you'll sober up first. And for the love of god don't drive. I'll call you an uber if you need one."
"Hmm, no. I'll be ok. I'll be there soon. Just be ready for me."
"You're a pain in the ass, i hope you know that."
"So are you, jerk." I giggled. "Bye." I hug up my phone, biting my lip as I was happy to get my hook up for the night. I missed him a little and needed to get my mind off of everything and he was the perfect distraction. Suddenly, the door swung open and my arm was grabbed.
"Why are you out here?! We need you to show Justin that he doesn't know shit about a good solo!" André said. "You need to kick his ass!"
"Ok! Ok! But only one. I've got to get somewhere after and sober up."
"Boooooo! That's boring! Where the hell do you need to go?"
"To get laid, duh! Where else would I go?"
"Oh great. Did Crystal call you up again? She was supposed to be coming soon." He said.
"Nah, not Crystal. An old flame. But tell her that she's more than welcome to get back in my bed and be tied up." I set my arm around his shoulder and lead him back into the apartment. "Now let's show that dumbass who's the head bitch in charge around here."
It was another hour or so before I left. I wanted to at least get some water in me before I headed over to his place. The snow on the ground had turned into slush as the past few days had been rainy. Tonight was barely any different. When I had gotten into the uber it was drizzling but as soon as I got to the apartment it had turned into a torrential downpour. The quick walk to the front door had me soaked in seconds and absolutely freezing. I knocked on the door fast hoping he was still up like he promised.
It took a minute but he opened the door. His eyes widened at my shivering state and pulled me in quickly. "Jesus, what happened to you?"
"It's p-pouring and like 30 degrees out. I'm f-fuck-fucking freezing."
He pushed the wet hair away from my face and cupped my face in his hands. I clutched onto his tank top, desperate for warmth and for his touch. He kissed my trembling lips and after such a long time of not being with him i realized exactly what made me hook up with him in the first place. He was always so attentive and ready to please me that it made my heart burst into a fast paced sprint. "Let's get you a hot shower, ok? Don't need you catching a cold, angel."
"Hmm, you know i'm far from an angel, but I will take the shower with you.” He closed the door as i took off my leather jacket and untied my combat boots, yanking them off and almost stumbling to the floor. He caught my shoulder and helped me straighten up.
"You good?"
I giggled. "Yeah, definitely." I took his hand and headed towards his bathroom. "C'mon Taeyong, I promised to make it worth your while didn't I?"
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Donald Pierce x Reader - “My Small Protector”
Learning how to bake the best cookies from your husband seemed to be a good idea until the teasing between the two of you escalates into a flour fight and your son gets in the way of Donald’s victory thinking he was protecting you from danger.
Requested by anon: “Can I request a Donnie imagine where him and the reader are having a play fight (just kinda messing around etc) and then it’s end up with her on the floor and him leaning over her before somebody (your kid, one of his men, I don’t really mind just somebody close to them) and throws him back, punching his jaw before reader manages to pull them back and explain what’s going on (sorry it’s so long)"
A/N: Hope you like it!
Warning: language, floof and Donald being domestic.
“Babyyyy I don’t know how to do this,” She whined, pouting as he put an empty bowl in front of her.
“Yes you can baby,” he snorted, pecking her pout and licking her lips.
“Careful,” she warned, nudging him to the living room, “our little man is close,” her arms slid around his neck as he dipped down to kiss her lips softly.
“Mmh, but I want to show my love to you,” his nose nuzzled hers.
“You can, just keep it suitable for work,” she chuckled as he kissed along her cheekbone.
“For now,” he smirked, pulling away.
“Can’t I watch you make the cookies, I don’t want to do it anymore,” she leaned against the counter.
“And then you whine when you want to make cookies and I’m too lazy to do it hmm?” he teased. After a few moments of giving him an unimpressed look, she tilted her head and pursed her lips.
“Well then sass master, teach me,”
“What did you just called me?” he raised an eyebrow challengingly.
“Oh, you heard me,” she bit her lip in response.
“Is that how it is then, well, you’ll see,” he winked, “add three tea spoons of flour, you made it too liquidy,”
“You’re the one instructing me!!” the girl defended.
“And you’re doing a bad job, now give me a kiss so I can fix your mistake, or I’ll squeeze your butt,” he ordered.
“You are unbearable,” she scoffed.
“Unbearably in love with me,” he smiled smugly, capturing her lips as she dutifully submitted to his instruction.
“Mmh,” he elicited a delicious sound from her as her palm rested against his chest.
“Mommy?” the small voice broke the moment and (Y/N) pushed the girl rapidly away to expose the boy as little as possible to the ‘lovey dovey’ stuff, as Donald referred it to in front of him.
“Yes sweetie,” the woman leaned to her boy’s eye level.
“Can I have a glass of water?”
“Of course little bud,” Donnie reached for a clean glass and turned the tap on to fill the cup.
“Thank you daddy!” he kissed his cheek, grinning widely before he skipped back into the living room and in front of the TV surrounded by his toys with the glass of water in hand.
“Oh, he’s too cute,” (Y/N)’s heart nearly melted.
“He’s got your cuteness,” Pierce had the softest grin on his face as he pulled her towards him, cupping her cheek, “I love you,” a relieved sigh escaped her lips.
The woman gave a shy laugh, hiding her blush in his chest before looking back up at him.
“I love you too,” she pecked his lips.
“You still get giddy when I tell you that?” he kissed along her cheekbone?
“Well yeah? Why is it so bad?”
“Because we’ve been married 6 years?” a laugh rumbled in his throat as she became red with embarrassment.
“I’m aloud to feel the same way I did when we first started dating,” she expressed through flushed cheeks.
“Please don’t stop on my account, you make me fall even more in love with you,” he hugged her tightly, adoring how much he enjoyed his life with her and their son.
“Come on my giant softie, teach me before you make my heart melt,” her hand gripped his as they returned their attention to the counter.
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“Don’t stop stirring!” He nudged her.
“I’m trying okay, my arm is tired, why don’t you do anything huh? Do it since you have so much muscle Lazy boy” she slapped his chest.
“Yes ma’am,” he snorted, getting in her place as soon as she made space for him. Wriggling her arm, her eyes stayed on him as he effortlessly blended the liquid mixture with the flour.
“Are you showing off?” she scrunched her nose in amusement.
“Why would I show off? I have you already,” he chuckled.
“Fuck off!” her fingers pinched his side as she laughed in disbelief.
“I’m nearly finished with this, do you have the chocolate chips?” the woman hummed in affirmation, opening the packet as Donald scooped a tiny piece of dough with a spoon to taste it.
“Mmh, delicious,” he complimented but only received some crunching noises in response, “what-” his sentence stopped abruptly as his blue eyes locked on her.
“Seriously? Stop eating the chocolate chips, we’re supposed to put them in the cookies!” he snatched the packet out of her hands and shook it into the bowl.
“Hey!!” she pouted, glaring at him as he mixed the bowl.
“Come on cutie pie, help me put them in batches,”
“No!!” she threw a bit of flour on him which took him completely by surprise. A challenging grin tore on his face as he wiped off the flour that was poorly aimed at his neck and chest.
“Oh, you asked for it!” he took some flour and threw it at her face.
“Aaah!” she screeched, ducking under him to get away but he managed to grasp her waist and, before she knew it, he pushed her to the floor and pinned her down to him.
“Donnie!” she squirmed.
“Donnine what hmm? Admit defeat!”
“No!” she murmured, thrashing as she could. Pierce smirked widely before kissing her deeply. Despite her protests, she couldn’t resist the kiss and found herself returning it.
“Mmh,” he purred, cupping her floured cheek and deepening the kiss until he felt a soft object being thrown at his face. The cyborg pulled away swiftly, “hey-”
“Get off mommy!” the small boy pouted, punching his cheek.
“Owie little guy,” he frowned, pulling his son against his chest and in his lap.
“Baby, why would you hurt daddy?” (Y/N) cooed at the pouting boy.
“Because he hurt you,”
“No I didn’t hurt her bud,”
“He didn’t,”
“Well, I’m sowwy, I thought daddy was hurting you and he always tells me to ‘look after you’ when he goes to work,” the boy tried to reason in his mind, but it seemed too confusing to him the more he thought about it.
“It’s okay baby, I’m proud of you for doing a good job at protecting your mamma,” Donald grinned at his son as his expression morphed from a disappointed to a happy one.
“Thank you daddy!” he hugged his neck tightly before letting go, “Are you guys nearly finished? I wanna watch the screen with you,”
“We’ll be there in a moment sweetheart, just need to finish these cookies.”
“COOKIES!!!” he squealed.
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SO I have just finished ACOWAR and this is what I have concluded..
(chronologically from my notes)
-Feyre is so badass at being undercover
-long distance relationship feels
-Ianthe is a piece of SHIT
-Dagden and Brannagh are like Desda and Eska from Legend of Korra
-Some similarities between Tamlin/the wall/Hybern early in the book are looking reeeeeeal relevant to some certain *ahem* political things going on in the USA rn
-mASKS
-Eris makes me suspicious considering he is literally named after the goddess of Discord who famously sowed the seeds of the Trojan War
-more invisible hands!?!? *wink wink* hey Manorian i c u
-Feysand being the ultimate relationship in YA/New Adult lit to look up to because C H O I C E and E Q U A L I T Y dammit!
-NESSIAN
-Amren Nesta friendship
-omg could you imagine them and Manon all hanging out.holy mother
-Rhys’s self sacrificing tendencies hurt my heart
-i want to see stuff from Rhys’ perspective while Feyre was undercover
-The library reminds me of the Guggenheim museum and if you disagree you’re wrong
-Rhys is the Mom Friend™
-in ACOMAF i thought the bone carver was just baby Rhys but OMG its their future kid. holy shit
-When it was mentioned that a Fae warrior’s blood ran into a human line.. HMM who could that possibly mean??
-Seraphim interesting interesting
-Elain is PSYCHIC
-Feyre falls face first into mud when she falls asleep sitting up. DEAD
-”You are selfless, and brave and kind.” p 376 OH INTERESTING RHYSAND ARE YOU DIVERGENT
- “…wear that crown to bed. only the crown.” p. 402
- “You bow to no one” p 402- this made me think of LOTR but alsoooooo of a certain someone who is heir of ash and fire and will bow to no one….
-Helion makes me think of Apollo
-Helion’s thighs
-feminism for all the wives/mates to become HIGH LADIES fuck yeah
- “50 years of Gossip”
-When Tamlin rolls into the meeting
- “The sun was shining when I left you”
-Amren being attached to the blood ruby
-Amren and Varian
-AMREN AND VARIAN
-Azriel attacking Eris
- more with the GENDER EQUALITY PLS (Viviane, yas girl)
- “I shall Consider” remember in EoS…. Remember???
- Helion’s bisexuality
-Helion is LUCIEN’s baby daddy
-Helion’s thighs
-Elazriel !!!
-Bryaxis is bae
-Nesta the witch
-the focus on how being narrow minded is bad!!!! very relevant
-Cassian reminded me of Achilles during the first battle scene
-when nesta detects Cassian’s injuries: Maaaaaaaaates
-YAAAAS SURI
-a few pages later:
-NOOO SURI
-”I need to-to die for it to be stopped?” 529. NO SARAH NOT AGAIN PLEASE
-crying because the suriel died
-p 552-3, the cauldron looking back at them reminded me a lot of the Palantir and of the Eye of Sauron. loved the LOTR parallels whether or not they were intentional.
-again VARIAN AND AMREN
-when Elain got kidnapped by the Cauldron i just pictured it skirting up to their camp and her getting in and it driving away like nyooom nyoom
-it was late at night dont judge my sleep deprived brain
-aw Tamlin did something right for once
-POLAR BEARS AND REINDEER
-MOR LIKES GIRLS!!!
-i didnt seee that coming but omg it makes so much sense
-Andromache, again a reference to the Iliad (Andromache was the wife of Hector)
-p 600- when they are gonna have the big battle while the Made ones nullify the king’s power over the cauldron- LOTR parallel to when the Rohan and Gondor forces draw out the orcs and the Eye while frodo and sam Do the Thing™
-in short… Feyre is Frodo
-the SPEECH
-YAY monsters
-When Spring and Autumn show up!!! love that trope
-oh shit more Hybern… theyre all fucked…
-AcCePt!!! Seraphim and MR ARCHERON
-and VASSA
-sidebar, Vassa being the firebird is an interesting parallel to Russian folklore and history. not to mention the Weaver reminds me of Baba Yaga a little bit but ANYWAYS
-AMREN WHAT ARE YOU DOING
-EXCUSE ME
-Enchanted Cauldron Journeys™ 2.0
-The entire scene between Nesta Cassian and Mr. Hybern King
-Elain STABBING. HYBERN. IN. THE NECK.
-ugh yes.
-punt that bitches head like a deflated football!!!!!!
-yeah i said it.
-Amren is….. Satan?
-That was the Lucifer story, right? Are we all in agreement there??
-The cauldron is a big ol womb
-Mother+Cauldron=life, gift of life
-its the universe
-Rhys dying literally ruined my life
-even tho i knew it was gonna happen ( i saw a spoiler by accident)
- “Be happy, Feyre” Tamlin redemption arc?
-Rhys’s first words when he is Rhysurrected™
-Oops dont overcook Amren!!
-Nesta spat on Hybern’s corpse
- “We’re opening the fancy bottles”
-THE LINGERIE
-one more time for good measure:
Helion’s thighs
ugh. This book i swear to god
AND THEN THERES GONNA BE MORE?!?!?!??!?!?!
what are you doing to me sarah!??!!??
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10 years later
Hope jumped out of her bed, by the sound of her alarm going off from her nightstand. It was her 10th birthday today!
She ran out of her bedroom and down the hall, and jumped onto her fathers bed.
Wake up daddy! wake up!
Hope shouted excitedly.
Killian buried his face into his pillow, he was still exhausted from working. He didn't get home until almost 1am.
But Hope didn't care, she was too excited that today is her birthday. Killian always asked off for his little girls birthday, so they could spend the entire day together.
Daddy wake up! It's my birthday!
Hope said as she continued to jump on the bed.
Killian groaned, but rolled over onto his back, with his eyes still closed pulling the covers up to his chin, and rolled onto his side. Nope, I could've sworn your birthday was last year. Killian teased.
That's the thing with birthdays, they happen every year. Hope said giggling.
Oh, is that so? Killian asked as he jumped up and started ticking her.
Dad-dy! S-stop.... it!
Nope, these are your birthday tickles! Killian said laughing.
Hope started to squirm away from her father, but she couldn't stop laughing enough to escape the torture.
No-no more. Hope gasped.
Killian finally stopped. Alright, that's enough for now, how about a special birthday breakfast, for my special birthday girl?
Hope beamed Chocolate chip pancakes with hot chocolate topped with whip cream and cinnamon! She ran down to the kitchen, grabbing everything her and her father needed.
Smiling Killian walked down to the kitchen, following his daughter. She reminded him so much of her mother, she had her blond curly hair and her strong confidence, every time he looked at Hope he could see Emma, just waiting on the day that he sees her once again.
Daddy? Hope said as she placed two mugs on the counter.
Hmm? Killian snapped out of his thoughts, Oh, yes, breakfast right, how about you start the cocoa and I'll do the pancakes? What do you say, Lass?
Hope nodded, she liked moments like this with her father. Most of the time he was working, but not today, today was Hope's special day and her father was begging to get today off for weeks now. Pouring a pack of hot cocoa mix into each mug she took their kettle and poured in the boiling water, watching as the mugs filled and steam rolled off the top. She finished the beverages off with a swirl of whip cream and a pinch of cinnamon.
Killian had just finished the pancakes, it was alot easier to get around using these modern electronics. Since they arrived in this town, killian used his fake wooden hand. His hook wasn't really appropriate in New York, or around a child. When he saved up enough money he got a new prosthetic hand that moves like a real one. He wears a black glove over it though. It's not the same, but it's less embarrassing.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like to cook with a hook. Placing the two plates of pancakes down on the table, that already had just enough syrup on them.
So, what did you want to do for your birthday this year?
Hope thought about it for a moment, then smiled.
Well, I was thinking we could go grab a cupcake from Tommy's bakery, bring it home... and I was wondering if you could tell me about my mother?
Killian eyes widened, his head shot up looking at his daughter.
You're mother? Killian asked and Hope nodded.
Aye, I could do that.
Really?! Thank you daddy! Hope beamed clapping her hands together as she dug into her pancakes, and sipped on her hot cocoa.
He knew this day was going to come. But, why today? He hated to even think about the last moments he had with Emma. They haunted his dreams every night. He couldn't wait to beable to hold her once again in his arms after all these years.
You have to go. Emma said as tears started to form in her eyes.
Killian bent down and kissed his wife one last time through his tears.
I love you Emma, I won't stop until I find you. We'll all be a family again.
I love you too. Emma said as she watched her husband carry their newborn babe out of the room.
Killian shook his head to get rid of the memories and focused on his little girl. She was growing up so fast. Today was going to be a good day, he could feel it.
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Emma woke up once the bright ray's of sunlight from the window hit her face. She groaned, and pulled the covers up over her head.
She could never catch a break. It was wake up, eat, work, go home, and repeat ev-ery-day.
Once she heard that irritating sound of her alarm clock, she sat up and shut it off.
Once she was able to peel herself out of bed she walked over to her small bathroom and went to the sink to do her morning routine. Usually the first thing she'll do is wash her face because she hates how her face gets so oily while she sleeps, she washes it again when she gets ready for bed. It makes her feel refreshed and ready. Next she brushes her teeth because, you know bad breath is gross. Then she takes her hair out of the messy bun, and brushes the knots out of her hair, so it'll be easier to comb her hair after her shower that she's about to take.
After she shower's, she dries off and gets dressed for work. She then heads to the kitchen and grabs a pop tart from her cabinet, and a bottle of water from her fridge. It's not your ideal breakfast but, it'll hold her off until lunch because she is running late.
The autumn air was getting colder everyday. Sooner or later it would start snowing letting everyone know it's that time of year again. The time of year again when you start shopping for Christmas gifts for your family. Family Emma scoffs at that, she never had family who loved her, and she probably would never have a family.
Walking into the police station she noticed that her deputy David was already there with his wife Mary Margaret.
Hey Em. Mary Margaret smiled at her friend as she trudged into the station.
Hey Mary Margaret. How's it going? Emma asked
Great. I actually have to run. Class won't teach itself. I just wanted to bring David some breakfast and coffee. I also got you a hot chocolate with cinnamon, and a bear claw. I wasn't sure if you've eaten yet or not. She said and Emma immediately rushed over to the bag where her yummy pastry was at and took a bite.
Mmm... Mar, you are a lifesaver. Thank you! Emma said with her mouth full. It was inappropriate but she didn't care. She ate that bear claw like her life depended on it.
Mary Margaret and David chuckled at their friend. Then Mary Margaret kissed David and left for work.
Once they finished their breakfast David left to go on patrol, and Emma started on paperwork.
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Unlocking the front door to their apartment, Killian and Hope burst through the door laughing about the amazing day they had. Killian surprised his daughter a day at central park, and fed the ducks. Then they went to go get some Fro-yo and finally they stopped by the bakery to get Hope's cupcake. This year she got chocolate. Usually she gets vanilla. These were the times he loved. He loved spending time with his little girl, and seeing her having a good time.
Remember when that duck slipped on the ice and fell face first? Hope said still laughing at the event's that occurred today.
Killian laughed along as he placed the box with the cupcake onto the counter.
I'm glad you had fun today lass.
He said. He took the cupcake out of the box, and placed it onto a plate he retrieved from the cupboard. He stuck a blue star candle into the chocolatey confection, and was about to light it when...
Wait! You're supposed to tell me about...mom first. Hope stopped her father's motions before he even had a chance to touch the candle.
Right killian said waving the match out and throwing it in the sink. Alright lass sit down for this.
Hope sat down getting ready to here about her mother. She's not going to lie she's pretty excited about hearing the story but, she could tell her father was pretty nervous. He was never able to say anything about her before. Everytime she asked he'd just push it aside and say another time. It was always so hard for him to talk about her. But, she just wanted to know what her mother was like, and why she left them.
So what do you wanna know? Killian asked sitting next to his daughter.
How'd you meet? Hope asked sitting closer to her father.
Crap! Killian said to himself, he was never able to make up a story on how they met for the ten years he had his daughter, he couldn't really tell the real story, or Hope would think he was just crazy. "Well, um...your mother was a sheriff and well, she thought I was a criminal and was lying to her about who I was because she had this superpower that would detect whenever somebody lied to her, so she tied me up to a bloody tree" That was the best Killian could do without fully lying to his daughter.
Hope started laughing "A tree? Seriously?"
"Yup, your mother was a stubborn lass, but that's why I loved her" Killian said smiling, remembering the time he had first met the love of his life.
Flashback
"I already told you, I'm just a black smith" Killian Whinned.
"Sure you are," Emma said whistling loudly as a loud roar was then heard, "You won't talk to us, maybe you'll talk to the ogres as they rip your body to shreds" Emma said as she started walking away with her mother and her two friends.
"What if he's telling the truth?" Aurora asked as she looked back at the man.
"He's not" Emma stated firmly.
"Good for you! You bested me, I could count that many of people on one hand!" Killian exclaimed as he watched the women turn around and walk back towards him.
"That suppose to be funny? Who are you?" Emma asked one last time.
"The name's Killian Jones, but most people tend to call me by my more colorful moniker...Hook"
End of flashback
Did you guys ever get married? Hope asked breaking him out of his trance.
Hm?... uh, yeah we did. Killian nodded.
What was she like?
Killian smiled again thinking about his love.
Well, she was stubborn, very confident, she didn't take no for an answer, she was brave, strong, and she was so breathtakingly beautiful, and she was adventurous, everything she did was to protect everyone, especially you Hope. Killian said
Hope smiled at the way her dad talked about her, she wished she could have met her. Why did she leave?
Killian gave his daughter a sad smile and held back the tears in eyes, How about blowing out that candle now? He said ignoring that question, as he got up and moved the chocolaty treat to the table, and lit the the candle.
Hope looked at the flame, closing her eyes, and made a wish and blew out the candle.
What did you wish for, love? Killian asked
If I told you, it won't come true Hope said.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, Killian turned his head and started walking over, when he opened the door there was nobody there just a simple box that was addressed to Hope, it didn't say who it was from.
Looks like somebody sent you a Birthday present Killian said placing the box down on the table.
She smiled as she started opening up the box, there was a lot of tissue paper at the top but once she got to the bottom, there was a book. Picking it up she opened it. Their was a postcard of a clocktower, the town was called "Storybrooke."
What is it? Killian asked.
A Storybook Hope said.
Does it say who it's from?
No, it just says storybrooke on this postcard.
Storybrooke? Killian never heard of such a place his ten years being in this realm, was that where his family was? Hey lass, why don't you get ready for bed? You've got school in the morning.
Hope smiled and placed the book down on the table as she ran down the hall and into the bathroom to go brush her teeth and put on her pajamas.
Once his daughter was gone Killian grabbed the book and started flipping through pages, immediately he noticed this wasn't just a regular storybook, this was him and Emma's story. The first time they met, them falling in love, getting married, and then...Hope.
He stopped to the page that had him holding Hope and Emma laying on the bed next to him, exhausted from just giving birth. He rubbed his hand along the page, a tear starting to form in his eyes. He missed her so much, god did he miss her, but he knew it was only a matter of time before they were together again.
Dad? I'm ready Hope said walking over to her father.
Oh, yes, you know what? How about I take you on a father, daughter trip? Killian said.
Like right now? As in I don't have to go to school?
Killian chuckled, Aye
Hope beamed and started jumping around as she ran upstairs to pack her bags.
I'm coming Emma, I will find you, I will always find you Killian whispered to himself as he looked down at the silver wedding band he had around his finger.
Second chapter done! Hope you enjoyed it!
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Could you make a drabble with Johnny masturbating while thinking of Eri? 🤭
I already did this in Ch. 3. So i decided to do a masturbation scene with phone sex, teasing, dirty talk, Johnny being really desperate and needy?, and a smidge of daddy kink. So like I hope that’s ok? Also in Johnny's POV(obvs).
[9:45pm]
Wyd?
I typed out my favorite three letters in hopes of enticing her enough to come over. I had no idea why but the feeling of her beneath me while I fucked her hard was suddenly stuck in my brain. It had been all I could think about for the past half hour and I couldn’t quit. I imagined pinning her legs down with mine and laying my body over hers which made her look smaller than she actually was. She would almost always squirm against me, shoving her ass back to take me deeper and I just-
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: not you. Bye
What?? Now I would have to spend extra time convincing her. God, fuck my life.
C'mon baby. I'll really make it worth your while
🦇BattOuttaHell🦇: yah I'm sure🙄 I'm busy
Doing what?
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: none of ur business. I'm busy
Jesus did I really have to beg? I bet she wasn't even doing anything. It’s fucking Tuesday night. Who does anything on a Tuesday?
Please baby? I can't stop thinking about you
Girls liked that shit,I didn't they? I mean...it was actually true though.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: BWAHAHAHAHHA
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: lmao ur that desperate huh baby boy?
I'm not desperate 😑 just horny
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: hate to break it to ya but horny and bugging me is you being desperate
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: srsly tho I'm stuck studying for an exam I know jack shit about. I'm screwed
You can also be screwed if you come over
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: pls die
Why are you so violent all the time?!!
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: bruh violence is my middle name
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: sry but it'll just be u and ur hand tonight
I groaned because I really really didn't want that. I would much rather have her squeezed around my cock and hear those soft breathy moans she made all the time. She would always hold onto me then, maybe dig some scratches into my back as I went as deep as I could go. I groaned in frustration and wanted to throw my phone but persisted. I was going to regret typing this and was already cringing but I figured I had to pull out the big guns. We were still trying this whole thing out but a test drive wouldn't be so bad.
Princess, daddy really needs you
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: oh my god Johnathan
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: 🚫🛑✋
I thought you liked that???
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: I do
The ellipse signaling her response bubbled for awhile and I wondered what the hell kind of paragraph she was writing.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: princess has to study. I'm srsly gonna fail😭😭
Just a little break? Please??
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: daddy with you it's never a "little break"
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: ull keep me there for hours and then I won't sleep and then I'll be tired and then I will fail
I sat up a little straighter staring at that word. It had a much different and more profound effect on me when she wrote it. I didn't cringe; instead I felt it deeply seeded within the base of my cock and it made my hormones go into overdrive. I quickly typed out a response hoping to make the conversation a bit more...dirty.
That's for sure
You know how long I can go and how weak you are for me when I've been inside you for hours.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: I mean it's alright ig
Goddamn it! Why was she like this? She was such a frustrating little shit!
Bruh I'm just tryna get off ok? If you're not gonna come over can you at LEAST help me out a little??????????
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: wtf you want me to do? Sext you??
I mean it's better than you being a dick to me
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: aww baby boy wants to whineeee
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: u are pretty much begging at this point
I rolled my eyes hating that she was kind of right.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: good thing I like to hear men beg for me
Oh shit. Did that mean that I was getting closer to her helping me? It was probably one of those kink things. I thought for awhile if I should actually swallow my pride and do it some more just to get her to participate. I was going to feel like an idiot but at least I'd be an idiot who came. I sent her a snap of me pouting with the puppy filter trying to be cute enough.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: ur an idiot u know that right?
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: anyway idk how to sext?
What do you mean you dont know how to sext? You just do it.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: well i’m not gonna say stuff your cock in my pussy thats fucking disgusting
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: also im a writer so it’s just gonna come out weird
Try me. You can like describe what you like me doing to you. Anything.
I set my phone down and waited for her to respond. It wasn’t that difficult. I did it all the time but i wanted her to start. I just wanted to hear her instead of being wrapped up in my stupid fantasies. I looked down at the bulge in my sweatpants and sighed. If i got started now then I would keep getting interrupted and have to wipe my hand off every time. I set my pillow over my head and hoped that if I suffocated myself enough then I wouldn't have to suffer any longer.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: this is not going to be sexy at all lol
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: but i seriously love when you grab my hips and use it to fuck me deeper. I love how much you stretch me open, how much you fill me and those grunts you make when youre close
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: i love when youre fucking me from behind and press yourself into my back and pin my wrists down. You make me feel so small and wrapped up in protectiveness i guess? Or maybe possessiveness. You usually bite down on my neck and shoulders when youre like that. The hickies are a pain in the ass to cover but i love looking at them afterwards and feeling how tender they are. It makes me remember the ache and how i cant wait to fuck you again.
🦇BatOuttaHell🦇: is this ok?
Fuck. yes. I typed out as soon as my phone vibrated with her response.
Shit, i couldn’t believe just her typing something could get me even harder but i could feel myself throbbing beneath my sweats. I wanted her to keep going but I needed to get off before i couldn’t take it anymore. I dared to call her and hear her seductive but shy voice. I dialed her number and hoped to God she would answer.
"Are you trying to have phone sex with me?" She asked instantly.
"15 minutes." I panted. "Take a break for 15 minutes."
"No more than that. I really have to study…"
"I promise, baby. I promise." I shoved my sweats off, keeping the phone between my ear and shoulder, and grabbed the base of my cock. The first stroke was slow, steady, full of yearning and as it turned out desperation. Precum was already covering my head and making a mess but I used that to my advantage. It added slickness to my strokes, easily letting my palm slide up and down my shaft. "Please just talk to me."
Her voice seemed to get a little lower. "What do you want me to say?"
"Anything." I bit down on my lip for a moment as my hips lifted into a particularly rough jerk. "I just want to hear your voice."
"I want to hear your moans then. Those pants, the groans, those little growls. Don't hold back, Johnny."
I set the phone on speaker so I could keep it beside me and have more freedom. "Ye-yeah. I won't hold back trust me."
I gripped onto the blanket beside me, trying to remind myself that I needed to use those fifteen minutes to my full advantage. I knew with how much of a brat she was, she probably already had a timer going. I slowed my strokes a little bit, giving my fingers time to roll over my head and dip into my slit. I breathed out a soft pant as I focused everything on how sensitive I was. With each stroke of my fingers I imagined Eri on top of me, grinding into my hips and taking every inch I would give her. She looked so utterly gorgeous, like a fucking goddess every time she smirked down at me or set her hands on my chest to steady herself. Why was she so damn perfect?
"A little louder Johnny. I want to really hear you or else I'll hang up."
"N-no." I choked out. "F-fuck...I'm just thinking about you!"
My fist was trembling around the blanket as I could hardly hold back. I squeezed my hand a little tighter around myself trying to replicate the way she clenched around my cock. It wasn't exactly the same but damn near close.
"Hmm? Thinking about me? What am I doing to my baby boy?"
“Riding me! Fuck you’re riding me so fucking good.” I groaned louder than I expected. My thighs were starting to tremble just a bit and i dug my toes into the mattress. I was bucking even harder than before, The thoughts of her were driving me crazy; her voice was adding to it all and those coy little giggles made it even worse. I wanted her so fucking bad.
“Do you want to cum?” She breathed out.
“Yes.” I growled deeply. “Eri...shit…”
“You’re super cute when youre begging. Do you think I should let you?” She teased.
“Oh, i’m going to, whether you let me or not princess. What daddy says, goes.” i released another growl and gripped my balls with my other hand, squeezing them in a chaotic dance of pleasure and need.
“Not when daddy calls princess begging to fuck. You can hold out a bit longer. I deserve to hear a few more moans.”
I let out a growl of frustration. “Eri.” I said sternly. “I swear to god…”
“Say my name like that as you fuck me from behind.”
I tossed my head back into the mattress as the vision popped in my head instantly. My hand stroked at an ungodly pace as i felt my release approaching fast. I was a mess of feelings and sounds, drowning in my own lust and letting my body fall into every awakened nerve. My muscles tightened and i felt warmth rush over me. My breathing deepened as I squeezed out the last few ropes of cum that splattered all over my stomach. My hand was drenched as well and i flopped back, sighing as i knew i had so much to clean up. I picked up the phone with my clean hand and took her off speaker.
“14 minutes, 39 seconds. Good job.”
“I knew,” I licked my lips and tried to steady my breath. “You were fucking counting, you evil little shit.”
“Whhaaatttt! I have to get back to studying! Except I might have a little fun myself.”
“Are you kidding me? After I asked? God, i cant stand you.”
She chuckled and I could just see that devilish smirk on her face. “Mhm, whatever you say. I have to get going now. Have fun cleaning up.”
#the stupid bat emojis didnt copy over#fuck google docs#messy#time stamp#johnny fanfiction#johnny suh#johnny#johnny seo#nct 127#nct 127 fanfic#johnny nct#nct 127 fanfiction#nct drabble#johnny drabbles#johnny drabble#johnny smut#so like they were talking dirty which they dont normall do but ya know
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