#literally why would i put up with all the annoying things that come with Living Breathing Human Beings when i could just | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

spence-whore · 18 hours

Text

Movie Night

Spencer Agnew x Reader

Request: what request are you the most excited to write? also what would spencer be like during a movie night? I’m just curious

A/N a couple of things before we get to this imagine! One, I’m not sure if you wanted this as an imagine but I thought this would be cute as one, so I’m writing it. Secondly, I’ve been really excited to write all of these tbh. I feel like the ones I have been really excited about though are the ones being inspired by certain songs. I have gotten a few requests for song based ones and it’s just been exciting because it’s been music I love and even some I have never heard of before. So, it’s been a challenge trying to think of my own way to interpret it to Spencer and an imagine! Last thing, this is pretty short but i hope it’s still good.

You and Spencer have known each other since you were in middle school. You were childhood best friends, which eventually turned into high school sweethearts. You moved with Spencer to California, which led to you getting a job with mythical and him working for Smosh. It was like the best of both worlds. The two of you don’t get a lot of time together compared to what you used to get. So, the two of you do movie nights every Wednesday night. You cook some type of food and get a bunch of snacks and sweets. You pile it all together on the living room table. While you’re doing this, Spencer makes a pillow fort on the couch and gets everything set up. Sometimes he will come into the kitchen to attempt to annoy you but he just gets roped into helping you fix something.

Tonight was movie night and the two of you decided on the classic, Napoleon Dynamite, for tonight.

“Spencahhhh” You shout in a fake Italian accent from the kitchen, “Can you come here for a second, my love?”

“If you’re just gonna pull me in here to make me help you make some sticky dessert again, I will actually cry.” Spencer says walking into the kitchen and laughing. “Listen, you remember what happened last time. I had to shower before we got to even start the movie.”

“Oh, whine about it why don’t you.” You say sarcastically, shooting Spencer a glare. “It wasn’t my fault anyways. I was literally just icing cupcakes and you thought it would be funny to smear icing on my face. So, I simply got you back. It was your fault. I just got lonely and didn’t want to be in here alone.”

“Y/N, I was literally like a few steps from you.” Spencer says laughing really loudly. “But hi, I’m sorry I left you all alone. I will stay in here. I’m finished up in there anyways.”

“I’m just putting these cookies on this sheet. Once the pizza is out, I’m going to stick them in there.” You explained, nodding your head towards the oven. “We can just start the movie and eat the pizza til the cookies are done then I’ll grab them.”

The two of you seriously like to go all out with unhealthy foods this night since you try to eat decently healthy every other day of the week. As you finished putting the last of the cookie dough on the sheet, the oven went off and Spencer stood up to grab it for you.

“Please remember to grab the oven mitt this time. We really don’t need a rerun of you burning the shit out of your hand then having to cancel movie night.” You quickly said with a smile on your face.

“Good lord, you’re never going to let that down, are you?” Spencer muttered while sliding on an oven mitt to grab the two small pizzas. “Are you sure you’re always up to doing all of this cooking and baking? I feel like today is really the only free day we get together. We could just always order food from somewheres and go pick up snacks and desserts from the store.” He rambles while walking over to the table to place the pizzas on it.

You shrug your shoulders, keeping your back to Spencer while you walk over to the oven and pop the cookies in. “I always just feel better knowing that everything is home made. I ate fast food so much as a young adult in college.” You turned around to face him. “I made a promise to myself that whenever I got out of college, no matter what, I would make the time to cook something to eat for myself; even if it is something small. Plus, I always like incorporating things you like or haven’t tried yet in the mix. I always like surprising you. You always praise it, so it gives me that drive to want to do it more.”

Spencer just stared at you with a love struck look on his face then walked up to you and yanked you into a hug. “I wasn’t complaining about it and I hope you know that. I mean god, I’m beyond thankful for a partner that loves to cook like this. If we’re being honest? I would probably live off of fast food all throughout the week if it wasn’t for you.” He whispered into your hair then kissed the top of your head.

You just laughed really loudly into his chest, “I’m going to be honest with you, that’s another one of the reasons I do it. Fast food makes anyone feel icky and weak. I like knowing that you can get a good meal and actually feel good throughout the day. I guess it’s like my love language.”

Spencer pulled back from the hug and placed his hands on both sides of your face for a minute just looking at you. “I love you so much and I hope you never forget that.” He gave you a quick peck then nodded towards the kitchen table. “I’ll grab the plates if you cut the pizzas?”

You nodded then grab his face really quickly before he could walk away to give him another kiss. “I love you too goofy ass.”

You walked over to the cabinet and grabbed a pizza cutter while Spencer grabbed two plates and walked over to place them on the table while you were cutting the pizzas.

“Oh wait,” You said just remembering. “You’re gonna love me even more. I went and bought more Mountain Dew Kickstarts because I realized you were almost out. I also bought two single ones, one of you and one for me, tonight.” You say with a soft smile on your face.

Spencer aggressively kissed you on the cheek then walked over to the fridge to grab the drinks. “You ready to watch the absolute masterpiece that is Napoleon Dynamite?”

“Spencer, this is like the seventh time we have watched this movie this year and it is May. You would think at this point, I would be tired of it. I’m so excited to watch it.”

Spencer chuckled at you and shook his head, “You’re a dork. I’m taking these drinks into the living room now. Do you need help carrying anything?” He asked turning to look at you.

“Nope, I got it all here bub. Just grab my phone because I set on a timer on it for the cookies.”

You carried the two plates into the living room and could’ve just cried walking in there. Spencer always goes all out with the pillow forts. It looked so big and so comfortable. He always had laid out so many different candies and popcorn in two huge bowls on the living room table. You placed the two plates of pizza on the table and realized he had also went and bought you new flowers to put in your vase, to replace the ones that were starting to wilt.

Spencer looks at you with the most serious look on his face then in Napoleon’s voice says, “Gosh, can we start the movie already?”

#spencer agnew x reader #smosh x reader #spencer agnew fluff #spencer agnew imagines

20 notes · View notes

firelord-frowny · 8 months

Text

lmao i just bought the new assassins creed game and i hope to god that the player character isnt sexy bc i CANNOTTTTTTTT go through this again omfg

#alexios has fucking ruined my life do you understand me?????????#i dont even want to look at a Real Man anymore #literally like #fantasizing about this damn video game character is more fun than ive ever had with a real male lmaoooo #literally why would i put up with all the annoying things that come with Living Breathing Human Beings when i could just #stare at a hot video game man #its so crazy bc i swear i wasnt even enamored with him at first omfg #but as soon as he got ready to kill his dad my loins began to tingle and HAVENT STOPPED #im a hop skip and a jump away from being a total pacifist in real life but fictional violence gets me HOT AND BOTHERED

3 notes · View notes

icewindandboringhorror · 2 years

Photo

is this actually that uncommon? I don’t even unpack just the DAY I return from somewhere, but it’s literally the first thing I do. I do nothing else until I’m unpacked, I have everything organized back in it’s proper place in the house within an hour of getting home lol.. I thought this was typical??? What’s the cultural norm?

#same with groceries or anything else I;m bringing home from outside - i put it away or d o soemthing with it immediately #I just don't like looming tasks in the background taking up my mental space like 'oh i still have to do that later' etc.#I can't relax until everything is taken care of. If i try to relax or rest when I just got home from a trip there's just always the nagging #sense that I'm going to have to get up and do something else LATER (put the stuff away) so why not just do it now #It's the whole principle of 'be more uncomfortable in the present in order to help yourself in the future'#Samme thing with covid like. Follow the social distancting tules and wear masks and do everything extremely dillignently NOW no matter how #annoying or inconvenient it is at the MOMENT because the future pay off will save you more discomfort later (more vairants coming out - long #er lockdowsn because of wider spread - you or your family getting sick - etc.)#I am ALWAYS willing to inconvenence myself and ''suffer'' temporarily in the present if it will help my future self or get me a larger #benefit down the line. etc. etc. But to me that just seems like.. literally the only rational thing to do #what's more important? my temporary emotional satisfaction or my long term wellbeing ? always the long term #it might feel good to just come home and flop onto the floor and shove the suitcases aside but is that like hour or so of rest worth #the annoyance later when you realize you've still got to put everyhting up and now you REALLY don't feel like it and etc. etc. ?#just save your future self the trouble and get it out of the way #But again I just thought it's like... everyone would also do that??? If not then when do you unpack? days later???#Kind of like how in childhood I still had a lot of issues (hadn't developed cognitive empathy really at all - no affective empathy - don't u #nderstand social cues well or people at all - etc.. which is a recipe for frustration when Living In A Society since people are always #doing things you don't understand and you struggle to communicate properly or be understood like everyone's just speaking a different langua #ge than you) and worse anger problems and there were a few times I would come home from shcool or something and just freak out and #knock my shelves in my room over and break things or etc - and it's like OKAY that feels fine in the moment but.. consider the aftermath!#now I have to spend like a whole fucking hour cleaning my room and putting everyhting back together and etc. etc. and it's like a negative #feeling on top of a negative feeling. not only am I still kind of mad but now I have EXTRA work to do when I just want to go to sleep #So in a more minor way it's the same thing like.. If I feel shitty from traveling I don't want to DOUBLE the shitty by having extra stuff to #do later and some task looming over my head. I want to get all the bad out of the way first so I can just have uninterrupted peace later lol #if that makes sense? idk lol #The one exception is once recently I had been somewhere and got legit heat exhaustion and was throwing up by the time I got home so #I didn't unpack everything then. But after cooling off and having pedilyte and stuff I still shakily unpacked before I went to bed lol

22 notes · View notes

bangchansnudes · 1 month

Text

baby

fuckboy!hyunjin. 1.6k word. cliched enemy to lovers(??) with a douchebag hyunjin.

“don’t tell me you’re scared of some fake gore,” the boy whispers over to you, followed by a mocking chuckle, “need me to protect you baby?”

“shut up.”

“baby.”

“shut-”

“can you both shut up and just watch the damn movie?” seungmin says from his sitting position on the floor, his head turning back to glare at both you and hyunjin on the couch, “i swear if i need to pause it again, i’m throwing both of you out in the cold!”

if it weren’t for the fact that your roommate was dating seungmin, you would never ever interact with someone like his best friend, hwang hyunjin, let alone let him into your apartment.

but unfortunately for you, the two were the ultimate besties which meant where one boy went, the other usually followed. that’s why it had become a norm for the four of you to hang out. like right now, a weekend movie night.

you really didn’t mind seungmin, the boy was nice and treated your roommate well but hwang hyunjin was a whole other story.

hwang hyunjin. sigh. the boy was the literal definition of a fuck boy. an obnoxious frat boy who flirted his way through every living thing in a skirt. yeah, that was a way to describe him.

at first, hanging out with him wasn’t all that bad. you actually didn’t mind him either, the boy was somewhat funny and that face of his was just absolutely breath taking. one of the many reasons why he was so popular around town.

but then he began treating you differently, for some reason. he’d go out of his way to annoy you, to insult you, to tease you. he seemed to suddenly hate you and he made sure to let you know that.

and it had been hell since.

“i’m gonna make more popcorn,” you get off the couch and head towards the kitchen, sighing at the thought of having to spend the rest of the night with hyunjin. classes had already been hell for you so the last thing you needed tonight was a screaming match with the fuck boy.

“don’t do too much thinking, your small brain might explode.”

that voice. that god awful voice.

you turn around to see the devil himself leaning against the kitchen entrance, arms crossed over and a smug grin on his stupid handsome face.

“what? cat got your tongue babe?” he makes his way over to you, cornering you in against the kitchen cabinet, “or have you finally fallen in love with me?”

“fuck off hwang,” you push at his chest but the boy doesn’t budge, only laughing at your weak move, “i’m not in the mood to deal with your shit.”

“what do you have against me anyway?” he leans in closer to you, both his hands now resting on either sides of you on the cabinet, “is it cause i’m so good looking and so popular?”

gulp.

this has to be the closest you’ve ever been to hyunjin, his face barely even an inch away from yours. the smell of his cologne is attacking you from every direction, a very clear indication that he was way into your personal space than necessary.

“no hwang. i hate you because you’re so obnoxious and so self centred!”

“oh really?”

“yes!” your hands push up against his chest again as you say so, preventing the boy from coming any closer to you, “you think everything is about you! just because all the girls on campus wants to fuck you, doesn’t mean you can be such a douchebag all the time!”

perhaps you were crazy but you swear you could see his gaze move from your eyes to your lips as you spoke, the boy clearly not paying any attention to your words. you’re not sure why he’s suddenly so quiet, why he’s not throwing insults at you but the way he’s staring is making you more nervous than ever.

you try to avoid his weird, intense gaze by moving away but the boy stays put, his arms on either sides of you seemingly sliding closer to your body instead.

“mo- move-”

“do you wanna fuck me?”

“what the fuck hyunjin?”

“you said every girl on campus wants to fuck me right? well do you wanna fuck me?”

“of course not!”

“well that’s really too bad,” he scoffs, a playful grin on his face as his hands grab onto your waist, holding you in place, “cause i wanna fuck you though.”

your mouth is frozen, your mind unable to process the words that had come out of his mouth. maybe you were just hearing things because there was no way he had just said what he said to you.

the boy who had made your life a living hell these past two months wanted to what? fuck you?

“you... what?”

“i said, i want to fuck you,” his grip on you tightens with every word, fingers now gripping so harshly into your skin that you’re certain marks will appear by tomorrow morning, “and if you don’t tell me to stop, i am going to kiss you right now.”

gulp.

“th- this isn’t funny. let go.”

you let out a squeal when he suddenly lifts you up onto the cabinet and moves to stand in between your dangling legs. his body is now comfortably pressed against yours, his arms tightly around your waist while yours are resting on his shoulders. it’s a position you wouldn’t have ever imagined you’d be in with him but here you are and you’re not pushing him away either.

“does it look like i’m trying to be funny?” his lips brushes past yours just slightly as he says so, a move you would’ve surely punched him for but at this moment, you don’t know how to react.

so many things are running through your mind, so many different potential reasons as to why he was suddenly acting this way.

“too late baby.”

and his lips were on yours before you could even respond, kissing you with so much force that your bottom lip immediately hurts. the boy is evidently desperate, wanting to taste more of you than just the surface.

his hands casually slides underneath your shirt as he continues to kiss you, causing an instant shiver through your body from his touch alone. you feel as though your body is on fire, every part of you screaming to be touched, to be pleased.

he moves away from you slightly after a bit, just enough for you to catch your breath again. he doesn’t take his eyes off of you the entire time, the intensity of his gaze only causing an embarrasing pool in between your legs. in addition to the pool that was already there during the kiss.

“if you just want to get your dick wet, well you’re not getting shit from me hwang.”

lies. you know for a fact that one more move from the boy and you’ll probably end up on your knees if he told you to.

but he didn’t need to know that.

“actually i’ve been trying for two months but you’re too fucking dense to notice,” he rolls his eyes at you, clearly annoyed, “why else would i spend every single weekend here? you think i really want to watch shitty b grade movies with the lovey dovey couple?”

“wait... what?”

“i flirt with you every single time! as if you really didn’t know!”

“being a dick is your way of flirting?” you make a disgusted face and slap his chest, “how on earth do you get girls everyday being this way?”

“well i haven’t had a girl in two months because the one i want is oblivious as fuck.”

silence.

...

more silence.

“well- well... i-”

“just shut up,” he smashes his lips onto your onces again, this time kissing you in a way that had your knees weak and your body feeling like mush. it’s a slow and sensual kiss, as if the boy is taking his time with you, wanting to feel every part of you.

you end up whimpering into the kiss when one of his hands moves to trace the thin lining of your pants, his fingers teasingly slipping past the band. but to your dismay, that’s all he does.

“hyunjin...”

“yeah baby, i’m right here.”

“oh. my. god,” you and hyunjin immediately freeze at your roommate’s sudden gasp, only to see her and seungmin standing at the entrance, completely disgusted, “i knew you guys would’ve ended up fucking one day but PLEASE not in my kitchen. PLEASE.”

“i told you dude. should’ve just confessed instead of giving me a headache for the past two months,” seungmin sighs dramatically before pulling your roommate away, “whatever, we’re going out. you guys play nicely.”

and the two are gone as quick as they appeared, leaving you and hyunjin alone in the apartment. no one says anything for a while but you don’t care. all you wanted to do was hide in a hole forever after being caught by your roommate and seungmin.

with a sigh, you decide it’d be best for you to get off the cabinet but hyunjin stops you.

“ah- i’m not done with you yet,” he says sternly, holding you in place, “we have a lot to talk about.”

“talk?”

“yeah like where you want me to take you on our first date.”

“who said i’d date you?” it’s your turn to scoff now, amazed at the boy’s confidence, “you wish hwang.”

“who you trying to fool? you were about to let me fuck you right here in this kitchen babe, so i’m pretty sure you wouldn’t say no to a date.”

“hwang hyunjin!”

“yeah baby, i’m right here.”

end.

2024 © bangchansnudes on TUMBLR. PLEASE DO NOT COPY, TRANSLATE OR REPOST.

1K notes · View notes

bubblegyu00 · 3 months

Text

riize as boyfriends !

riize x femidol!reader

a/n: currently in my rum pum pum pah talk saxy era 😋

———————・✦

• shotaro

boyfriend shotaro and idol shotaro are basically two different people. the members have mentioned that shotaro is a bit stern and serious during practice. but all of the frustration leaves his body once he sees his girlfriend stopping by after practice. goes from leader osaki shotaro to clingy baby taro in a millisecond.

is such a happy pill to you, but when you go without seeing him for more than 24 hours, then you suddenly become sad and depressed.

his favorite pass time is to talk about you, and he has proven that many..... many times. the members always get annoyed when the room is silent he and suddenly groans " man, i really miss my girlfriend ". but the poor boy can't help that you're always on his mind 😕

he definitely loves to annoy you, but only because he knows that you won't get angry at him. he thinks that you don't get angry at him because you basically let him do anything he wants ( which is true ), but it's really because even though taro likes to tease,, he never crosses the line.

if you would ever be at an awards show together, he wouldn't even try to hide your relationship — meaning the boy is quite literally gushing over how good you look. pokes you in the side and giggles quietly to himself as he watches you stiffen and try not to flinch.

" shotaro! what was that?! we were live! "

" it was so funny! "

———————・✦

• eunseok

boyfriend eunseok may seem nonchalant and tsundere ( yes i used that word, what're you gonna do about it 😛 ), he actually cares about you so much.

is on the verge of tears when he's cleaning a wound for you ( it's literally a paper cut ). will help you do everything for the rest of the day like you just got out of the ER or something.

makes you laugh all the time because he just wants to see you smile. his life goal is to protect you at all costs, and treat you like an absolute princess.

loves loves lovessss when you play with his hair or scratch his back. he can put up the tough guy act all he wants, but the minute you offer to rub or scratch his back he'll lay right on your lap and won't get up for another hour.

and even though he isn't as expressive, he gives you compliments like no other. he praises every little thing you do, and compliments you on every single piece of clothing you wear.

" you look so good baby "

" i'm literally wearing pajama pants and a tank top seok..? "

" i stand by my earlier statement "

( are my daddy issues showing yet? )

———————・✦

• sungchan

boyfriend sungchan is so cute i want to throw a rock at him. alright that made sense in my head.

he's so so so in love with you i don't think he could possibly put it in words. he probably wants to throw a rock at you too.

like you could literally glance at him for one millisecond, and that's a kiss in his book. he still gets giddy over the little things like holding hands and hugging and it's just so endearing 🙁

sometimes he forgets how handsome he is, and only remembers when he gets a scolding because he didn't know a girl was hitting on him.

no but seriously sometimes the fact that he is so insanely attractive leaves his brain. and the amount of girls that mindlessly flirt with him — even though his girlfriend is right there — double the amount when he's at the gym.

so he dosent leave for the gym until he gets sprayed with a bunch of your perfume, has a picture of you two in his phone case, a scrunchie on his wrist, and a pink bow around his arm. ( the last one is just cus... why wouldn't you try to tie a bow around sungchan's arm?? )

" maybe i should buy you a shirt with a picture of me on it "

" or i could just act like i'm gay when girls come up to me "

" oh my gosh yes! "

———————・✦

• wonbin

boyfriend wonbin is the beginning of the sassy man apocalypse. i say this from the heart wonbin 🤍

no but it's really a good thing because you needed someone who would overdress everywhere with you 😋. he still has never overdressed you ofc, he knows his limits 😼

most people thought you guys were just this big glamorous couple who slept glamorously, went on big glamorous dates, and just breathed in glamorous air.

this, however, is a big lie. most of the time you had dates at home, in bed, eating takeout, and watching horror movies.

although wonbin is very very very very hot in every way, most of the time you just saw him as a guy who was born to be a cutie patootie, but was forced to act like the mysterious hot guy.

wonbin only let's you see the soft side of him because he can really open up to you, and you understand him so well.

if wonbin is ever having a bad day and won't open up to anyone, the members call you immediately since they know that you'd be able to calm him down in five minutes tops.

" go away "

" binnie, baby it's me. you can open the door "

———————・✦

• seunghan

boyfriend seunghan most definitely was best friend seunghan before you "accidentally" made out one night

your love language is annoying each other and pissing one another off <3

you two are most definitely the couple everyone brings over to have a good time. the both of you together is quite literally is the best combo you could put together for having fun.

seunghan will annoy you, but make it up with the dozens of gifts he gives you for no reason. you showed him something online? he bought it. you thought something was cute at the mall? he's already whipping his credit card out.

he's not necessarily clingy, but will be touching you most of the time just to make sure you don't disappear. whenever you're at a party, or in public, he'll have an arm around your waist just for reassurance. he does in fact think you'll get kidnapped if you're not in his line of vision.

boyfriend seunghan most definitely calls you the most out of pocket nicknames just for fun. he thinks it's gold comedy.

" i'm home cucumber! "

" how was your day tissue? "

———————・✦

• sohee

boyfriend sohee makes me want to go into a cuteness aggression not gonna lie to you. the biggest simp out of the seven.

has you as his lockscreen and homescreen, has your photo card in his phone case, your birthday is his phone password, and his password for all of his accounts is the day he asked you out. ( he's a bit obsessed ngl )

sohee is usually very smiley, but he never ever smiles as wide as when he's with you. you're the only one who gets to see his fully pearly white smile

is still really shy around you, but it's so endearing. like if you say "i love you" he'll say it back but his neck, ears, and face will be a shade of red. or if you kiss him it'll still take him a minute to calm down because he has the reddest face ever right now.

like shotaro, sohee talks about you too much too. but honestly he only does it sometimes to make them mad or annoyed, but sometimes he really does just to talk about his perfect girlfriend.

will make sure you NEVER eat alone. he just thinks it's so sad that his girlfriend would eat alone when she could be eating with him.

" have you already eaten? "

" yes "

" aw, i wanted you to eat with me "

" oh, i haven't eaten yet, what do you want? "

" but you just- "

———————・✦

• anton

boyfriend anton makes me want to skip around my room and sing " look at the grass, the dirt! just like i dreamed they'd be! "

he gets really shy when you compliment him, but will compliment you on every single thing you say or do. like he'll literally say you look perfect when you're in sweatpants, and it makes you wanna do cartwheels and swoon over him.

he will so lose it every time you dress up at all. like he's literally drooling with goo goo eyes and he will NOT leave your side.

he feels so small next to you even though he's literally a whole shaq o'neal 2.0. he still can't believe how he pulled a bad bitch like you.

his love language is physical touch, but he is too shy to make the first move. for example, when you're sitting on the couch, about to watch a movie, he'll keep his hands to himself even though he wants to lay on your chest and have you play with his hair so badly.

people figure out your dating because when he's on live he'll bring you up every chance he gets. like every time he reads a comment, he somehow finds every single one to have something to do with you.

" anton what's your tmi? "

" um, my tmi for today is that i watched y/n's performance at mcountdown in person today and oh my god- "

❕

#bubblegyu00 #riize #riize imagines #riize x reader #kpop

453 notes · View notes

mirkoluvs · 11 months

Text

★ GETTING INTO AN ARGUMENT WITH MHA CHARACTERS (PT. 1)

characters: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki

genre: angst !!

notes: two parter !! just a note that my request box is still open !! love u all <3

izuku midoriya

- he always tries his hardest to avoid arguments at any cost, but of course, it’s only natural for them to happen within relationships.

- you always looked out for him like he looked out for you, but for some reason he would never listen as he was so determined to living up to people’s ideals.

- so when you saw him randomly phasing out during the middle of a group conversation with the rest of your class, you tapped his hand, causing him to shake out of his trance. you signed for him to follow you as you got up and walked over to a more private area of the dorms.

“is there something wrong?”, he asked. looking at his features, you could see dark circles coming in. sighing you took his hand into yours, holding it before looking at him. “izuku you know how much i love you, and how much i look out for you and everything. i just- do you think you can maybe tone it down with all the training…?”, you hesitantly asked, head hanging low. you could hear izuku sigh as he rubbed a hand over his face. “y/n, you know i cant”, he started, but you cut him off before he could go on his usual rant. “i just don’t get why. i mean, you’re doing all of this but you’re literally draining yourself while doing it which means you aren’t giving it your best”, you tried to reason, looking back at him. he scoffed underneath his breath at your words. “are you implying that i’m not putting in enough effort or something?”, he asked, his tone starting to become a bit defensive. your eyes narrowed at his words, shaking your head in denial and confusion. “no, that’s not- why are you twisting my words right now? i’m just trying to look out for you-“, “you aren’t my mom, y/n! just give it a rest! i know my own limits, i know when to stop. i’m here to become a hero if you somehow forgot, so just quit getting on me about rest and things like that, okay?!”, he quickly interrupted you. his words left your throat dry, your head lowering to the ground as you subtly nodded your head, sucking on your bottom lip. he quickly took notice at your body language and realized the harshness of his words. “baby, wait- that’s not how i wanted that to come out. i just-“, he started, but you cut him off, shaking your head. “no. i get it. it’s fine. forget i said anything”, you quietly responded, your voice somewhat cracking as you walked away, his hand just missing your wrist as he watched you walk off. he cursed at himself underneath his breath, shame taking over.

katsuki bakugo

- it wasn’t uncommon to get in arguments with katsuki considering how stubborn both of you were, but none of them were ever really serious.

- something everyone knows about him is that his number one goal was to become the number one hero, and he never let himself get distracted from that.

- turns out, he was serious about not getting distracted, because due to him training, he somehow managed to forget your one year anniversary all day.

- that’s why when he knocked on your dorm room door and didn’t hear anything back, he was a bit confused.

“y/n, it’s me. open up”, he muttered, knocking on your door again. silence. just when he was about to knock again, the door slightly cracked open. “what the hell are you doing?”, he asked, confused at your behavior. “you cant be fucking serious katsuki”, you scoffed. you pulled him into your room before slamming the door shut behind you, turning to look at him. “what are you so upset about?”, he asked, slightly annoyed at your big mood change. “you really forgot our one year anniversary…?”, you asked, your voice somewhat cracking as you leaned back against the door. his eyes widened. he forgot your anniversary. he got too caught up in his training and hero-related activities that it completely slipped his mind, but once again, his pride and stubbornness was too strong to let him apologize so easily. “is it really that big of a deal?”, he muttered, cocking his head to the side. your eyes widened at his words, anger rushing through your veins. “ok, i get you don’t like to admit when you’re wrong and shit, but can you at LEAST apologize for forgetting?!”, you slightly raised your voice, moving closer towards him. he scoffed under his breath, anger quickly taking over him as well. “it’s just a year, what the hell is so special about that?! it’s not my fault you wanna make everything such a big damn deal”, he fought back. your heart dropped at his words. was this really how he saw your whole relationship? “wow. nice to know how much this means to you katsuki”, you muttered. he cursed under his breath as he watched you start to fall into a sad state. “talk to me when you calm down”, you told him quietly, leaving him alone in your own room as you just wanted to be away from him at the moment. once the door shut he groaned, rubbing his hands across his face as he cursed at himself for being so reckless with his words.

shoto todoroki

- it obviously took him a while to become so comfortable and open around you considering his past, but he managed to do it all for you

- although he was a lot better at being open with you and actually talking things out than he was before, he still struggled every now and then with it.

- and it just so happened that this was one of those days, but it was worse than usual.

- shoto had told you he was going to his house for the day and you knew that usually he’d end up returning in not as good as a mood as before, but when he came back today, he seemed really pissed.

“sho? is everything okay?”, you asked, confused and concerned as to why he came back with such an agitated expression on his face. “fine”, he muttered quickly under his breath, kicking his shoes off as he placed them neatly in a cubby. “clearly not… something happened when you went to visit, right?”, you questioned. it wasn’t uncommon for him to be annoyed in some sort when returning from his residence, but he was never this annoyed. “i told you it’s fine”, he grumbled again. you sighed as you followed close behind him as he took the elevator up to his dorm, where you both usually hung out in together. the elevator ride up was awkwardly silent, you could hear a pin drop even. once the elevator stopped, you both walked out, you following behind him. the silence continued to linger for longer, to the point where it was pissing you off a bit. “shoto, seriously. cant you just talk to me a little bit? i’m not asking you to give me every single detail, i just wanna know if your okay”, you explained, grabbing them hem of his sleeve to make him stop moving. you heard him let out a sharp exhale as he turned around, pulling his sleeve out of your hold. “do you have to be so persistent?! i told you i was fine already, stop shoving your nose in things that don’t concern you”, he snapped at you. you froze at his words, not even knowing how to respond. you quietly cleared your throat, exhaling before responding. “if that’s how you feel… i’ll go. see you”, you muttered, pursing your lips as you slightly nodded, tears glazing your eyes as you walked away, not even giving him the chance to speak. he tried to call after you, but you were already in the elevator, the door beginning to close. he balled his hands into a fist, hitting himself against the forehead as he groaned at his inconsiderate words. he let his anger out at the last person who deserved it and he knew he was in the wrong completely.

2K notes · View notes

arent-i-the-fairest · 2 years

Text

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

crowley is (finally) allowing you the choice of leaving ramshackle to move to whichever dorm you please, but you’re still unsure which one to choose. knowing that, everyone is trying to win you over.

author’s note : out of curiousity— of the 7 dorms, which would you choose to live at and why?

part 2 here!

“so, prefect! tell me, which dorm would you like to move to?”

you froze up. you have to make the decision now? “w-way to put me on the spot..” you muttered under your breath, nervously looking at crowley who was expecting an answer. you like all the dorms! how are you supposed to choose just one?

“i’ll go with… heartslabyul? no, no, scarabia! wait, scratch that, i’ll move to pomefi—”

crowley put a hand in front of you, stopping you from speaking any further. “it seems to me that you’re unsure, but it’s no problem! because i’m so very kind, i will give you as much time as you need to consider.”

“thank you, i’ll be thinking things over!” you waved before exiting his office. the door closed and crowley grinned, spinning around in his chair and rubbing his hands together.

“and i will be informing all your little friends that you’re still uncertain on which dorm to move to— a headmaster must keep himself entertained somehow!”

heartslabyul

riddle is stressed, brainstorming different ways to convince you to come. he totally might just make a powerpoint presentation on why heartslabyul is the ideal dorm to be in, which is gold.

cater is just acting like he always does. he feels no need to do anything extra, isn’t he charming enough as is to bring you to heartslabyul? besides, everyone else doing the most. look at them!

ace “you and me are best friends” trappola. he absolutely exploits the fact that he’s one of the closest people to you, if not the closest. he bugs you about it so much though, it’s kinda becoming counterproductive. not that he realizes it.

like most other times, deuce is dragged into ace’s scheme. and he totally buys that it’ll work too! they have the same logic of “we’re best friends, so they’ll choose us” and they’re gonna die on that hill. of course, until it comes out that you don’t choose them.

trey’s just caught up in the mess. he’s said “riddle, calm down”, “ace, leave them alone— you too, deuce”, and “thank god you’re so chill, cater” so many times.

savanaclaw

leona doesn’t put in a lot of effort— he’s already certain you’re gonna choose his dorm. he’s not overbearing in the slightest, you’re given a lot of free rein, and though other dorm members can be pretty combative, he’ll drive ‘em away if they try to mess with you. it just makes sense that you’d pick them.

ruggie has nowhere near as much confidence as leona does about this, so he’s going overboard with giving you gifts, doing little acts of service for you, buttering you up with praise, anything that might make you gravitate towards picking savanaclaw.

as per ruggie’s request, jack is trying to act sweeter than he normally is. keyword is trying. but he’s struggling real hard— it’s way too embarrassing for him. he just ends up acting like the regular old him. (but the guy is just so likeable, it’s fine.)

octavinelle

persuasion? it’s azul’s time to shine. he’s a master at this stuff, but there’s one mistake he’s making— he’s being so damn persistent and borderline annoying about it! the number one way to drive away customers! unless you’re a fan of that kind of clingy behavior.

but you think it’s hard to catch a break from azul? pfft, he’s got nothing on floyd. there’s hardly any breathing room with him, literally and figuratively. he’s squeezing you nearly every second he’s with you and he’s squeezing hard. you think you’ll have to get your ribs checked to make sure none of them are cracked.

jade just watches from the sidelines. he’s restraining himself from laughing as he sees azul trailing after you as you desperately try to shake him off or floyd tackling you to the ground. when you’re tired of their antics and manage to get away, he’ll pour you a cup of tea (on the house btw), asking if you’re alright. it feels as though he’s octavinelle’s only hope.

scarabia

kalim is basically like, “i don’t wanna sway your opinion, BUT—” he’ll tell you the most amazing things about living in scarabia and how cool the dorm and their members are with the biggest grin on his face. he hypes it up so much it’s sounding like the perfect place.

there’s not a lot left for jamil to do is doing since kalim’s doing pretty much all the work. just to pull you in a little closer though, he’ll flash you a pretty smile and give you more treats (baked lovingly by him) during the day, sometimes reminding you that you could have his cooking every day if you lived at scarabia.

pomefiore

now, vil is sure you already have your sights set on pomefiore— but he is not going take any chances! so he sends rook and epel to spend some time with you. or in other words, advertise their dorm. he’s expecting to see you with luggage soon, asking where their spare room is.

rook is having a field day, he’s probably having the most fun out of everyone here. he’s reciting poems he wrote just for the occasion and practically throwing flower bouquets at you, all while epel…

epel is just chilling. he thinks rook will take care of everything, but no. he freezes up when told by rook to “tell the prefect what you have to offer!” and his brain malfunctions as he tries to put together a poetic sentence. all that came out was, “i’ll.. cut apple slices for you..?” not quite what rook had in mind, but it’s beautiful in it’s own way.

ignihyde

idia is extremely anxious— he wants you to pick his dorm, but has no idea how to convince you into doing it. or even how to make his dorm look like an appealing place to be. he feels like the greatness of his dorm pales in comparison to the other ones, so he kinda just hopes a miracle will happen and you’ll choose ignihyde.

diasomnia

oh, malleus is dead set on having you in diasomnia, you have no idea— he’s pulling out all the stops, pulling so many strings. wins “the most desperate” trophy by a landslide. you just can’t tell because externally he seems so nonchalant. every time he thinks you’re gravitating towards another dorm, he’ll up his game.

everyone’s trying so hard, it’s amusing, lilia thinks. it all looked like a ton of fun, so of course he was gonna hop onto the “winning you over” bandwagon! he’ll recount all the fun stories he and his dorm mates have had at diasomnia! such as studying gargoyles, and training, and the horrific yet oddly comedic injuries had during training… you question if lilia is throwing you off on purpose.

sebek is bugging you whenever he gets the chance, boasting about his dorm. diasomnia is the best dorm all around! not only do you have the pleasure of worshipping the young lord, there’s plenty of fun things to do— don’t mind the dark, intimidating atmosphere! now, why don’t you just go and tell the headmaster your choice already?

silver honestly doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s just goin’ with the flow. when sebek sent him after you, it was a bit awkward. he just said, “you can protect malleus with us and take naps with me :)” and called it a day.

you let out a groan as you slumped on top of your bed, grim following after you.

“these guys have been draggin’ you all around! they’re treatin’ this like war!”

“no kidding.” you sighed, turning over on your back. “crowley just had to tell them, didn’t he? now they’re all trying so hard, it’s just making deciding on only one of them more difficult. i don’t wanna hurt any feelings… should i just eeny-meeny-miny-moe it?”

8K notes · View notes

osleeplessflowero · 6 months

Text

💜 Reader has They/Them pronouns and their appearance is entirely up to you! ❌ The skeletons will not be entirely canon accurate and will have a few of my headcanons attached. I hope they're still enjoyable! Sequel to this oneshot. ❣️ Sanses belong to their respective owners. All I own is the writing. WORDS: 1,589

🌨️❄️ SNOW DAY! ☃️🧊

Snow gently falls from the sky, hitting the ground and covering it with a pure white, cold blanket. It fogs up the windows, freezing them. Trees have icicles on their branches.

Nightmare's garden has been covered up for the season, the roses and other flowers being kept alive inside a magical greenhouse.

A fireplace crackles in the main living room, its warmth filling the castle.

You sit up in your bed, sliding off of it and walking over to the window, rubbing your eyes to wake up a bit better before looking outside. Upon seeing the snow, you comically press your face up against the glass before excitedly walking to the door, sliding on some slippers of choice and exiting your room.

It's SNOWING!

You rush to Killer's door, tapping on it rapidly until he slides it open.

"you have really gotta stop doing that so early." He yawns, stretching and cracking his bones a little.

"You know you love seeing me in the morning." You smile smugly.

"hmmm.. i guess so."

You gasp, mocking offense. "You guess? You wound me, Killer, such a heartbreaker.."

He snickers, putting his hand up to his mouth.

You put the back of your hand against your forehead, leaning back dramatically. "Whatever could I do?"

"you could tell me why you woke me up this early again, for starters."

"Oh yeah-" You stand up straight again. "It's SNOWING outside!" You grin, bouncing slightly in place.

"..okay and?"

"Killer, it's SNOW- we could do all kinds of things out there- we could have snowball fights, we could build snowpeople, we could do a LOTTA things-"

"ehh, when you grow up surrounded by snow it loses a lot of its appeal."

"C'monnn, don't you wanna hang out with me? Doesn't have to be for too long, but I think it could be fun. Why not give it a chance?" You smile pleadingly, pressing your hands together. He looks you over, seemingly contemplating, before sighing and giving in.

"fine, but don't expect me to stay for too long."

"I'll take it." You smile warmly.

"what's goin' on over here?" Dust walks over, taking a sip of coffee.

You make grabby hands, and he shakes his head. "no, get your own. answer me."

"well, they wanna go out and spend some time in the snow today."

"yeah? how come?"

"Because it could be fun- and it means group bonding time."

"what's gotten you all motivated for group bonding stuff?"

"I dunno. I just wanna spend time with my favorite people all together. Is that so bad?"

Dust and Killer look at each other, before sighing and smiling at you.

"i guess one day couldn't hurt, right killer?" "yeah. only doing this for them though."

You smile smugly, before Horror's door opens.

"why are you all so loud so early."

"Good morning, Horror." You smile at him, and he smiles a little in return. "..mornin'. what's goin' on?"

"We're gonna go out and have a snow day. Wanna join us?" "do i have to stand next to them?" "No, you can stand wherever you want." "then i'm in."

"you wound us, horror." Killer pretends to wipe away a tear. "literally could not give less of a shit." Horror deadpans, before you motion for everyone to follow you to the kitchen.

You get some more coffee started, chatting with everyone about old missions and other things like that, pouring cups for everyone. You hear a large set of doors open and close, peeking your head out of the kitchen to see Nightmare approaching.

"Morning, Night." You smile at him. "Morning. What's going on?" "We're all just having coffee right now, but we're gonna go have some fun in the snow later." "Why would you wanna go out there if it's freezing? Humans are vulnerable to frostbite, and snow's annoying to get off of your clothes. Just gets them all wet, too." He scrunches up his face. "C'monnn, there's lots of fun to be had out there. Why don't you join us? You might like itttt." "If I agree will you stop pestering me about it?" "Yes." You blink innocently. "Fine. But only for a little while." He puts his hand on your head, messing up your hair before going into the kitchen to get some coffee for himself.

You fist pump, going back as well.

After a few more minutes of conversation, you go back to your room to find much warmer clothes for yourself, knowing that since they're skeletons they don't feel the cold. You, however, are not immune to frostbite, and need protection.

Once you've properly bundled up, you walk out of your room and go into Killer's.

"Rate the fit-" "gimme a 360."

You spin around in a circle before striking a pose.

"9/10, should've went with a little more red." "You would say that." You snicker, walking out with him. He holds your hand as you walk, much less to keep up and more just because he wanted to.

You reach the living room where the other three are waiting by the fire for you, greeting them and heading out.

Snow crunches under your shoes as you walk, feeling it hit your head and making your cheeks a little flushed.

Killer walks casually beside Dust, who has his hands in his pockets. Horror lets some snow fall on his hand silently for a bit. Nightmare just walks next to you, a neutral look on his face.

You try to think of what to do first, then get an idea and smile deviously.

While the others are distracted, you reach down and pick up some snow, forming it into a ball and holding your hands behind your back.

"Oh Killerrrr.. I have a gift for you." "is it the gift of your undying love and affection for me?" He puts his hands on his cheeks, shooting you a wink. "Killer, you already know that I love you. But that's not it. THIS IS-"

You hit him right in the face with a snowball, then run for dear life.

"ohohoho, you are SO GONNA GET IT-" He runs after you, forming a snowball himself. You let out a scream, but in truth, you're not actually scared. It's one of excitement.

Nightmare shakes his head, watching in slight amusement.

"you gonna get in on that, boss?" Dust asks, standing beside him. "Absolutely not. I'd rather not have snow hurled at my face." "they seem to be having a lot of fun th-"

Dust gets hit in the face with a snowball. Followed by a "SORRY DUST-" in the distance.

"sorry to cut this short, boss, but this is a declaration of war-" "Go on."

He runs off, picking up snow in both hands and making two snowballs, chasing you both down. Horror looks at Nightmare, Nightmare sharing a look back, before Horror just leaves him to himself and joins the fight.

Walls are built, alliances made, betrayals were common.

You had a blast, aiming another snowball at Killer and throwing it before he ducks..and it hits Nightmare.

You feel yourself tense, the others stare at him. Killer looks like he's about to burst out laughing, Dust puts his hand to his teeth, and Horror..honestly doesn't care.

"Now look what you've done." "Nightmare, I-" "YOU DARE DECLARE WAR ON THE KING OF NEGATIVITY?"

He charges at you with a malicious grin, you playfully screaming and running as the others join in an all-out battle. You feel proud that you managed to get him to join in on the fun this time.

Once you all tire yourselves out, you focus your attention on snowpeople building. (After you take the time to go inside and get some extra parts to decorate them, that is.)

You make yours a silly fellow, a rather gentlemanly specimen indeed. You then make a much smaller gentleman to keep him company.

Killer makes sure to sculpt his properly, adding the classic carrot nose and a few pieces of clothing like a hat and scarf.

Dust..okay that's a pile of snow with his name written on it. Doesn't count.

Horror makes a bigger snowperson, carefully crafting details onto it, making small patterns in the snow with his sharp fingers. You give him some assistance, suggesting what to add to certain parts.

Nightmare adjusts yours when you aren't looking, sprucing it up a little and fixing its hat when it begins to slide off.

"Okay, I think it's time to go back inside. Their face is getting a bit too flushed. I wouldn't want to risk frostbite."

"Aww, okay. We should do this again if it snows tomorrow. Maybe we could go ice skating that time- I bet I could skate better than youu-" "Sure, we'll go with that." "You doubt my skills?" "I do doubt your skills."

You scoff, nudging Nightmare's shoulder as you all walk back. He simply grins at you.

You change out of your wet clothes, putting on some warm pajamas and going to sit in the living room with everyone. Nightmare sits to your right at the end of the couch, Killer on your left. Dust sits in a recliner, and Horror sits in front of you on the floor. You lean a bit on Nightmare as a movie starts, tracing lines on Horror's skull with your hand and taking an occasional sip of hot chocolate.

After a few jokes and discussions, you feel yourself getting tired, falling asleep right in the same spot. Feeling perfectly comfortable with your favorite skellies around.

#sleeplessflower's oneshots #bad sanses x reader #nightmare sans x reader #dust sans x reader #killer sans x reader #horror sans x reader #gender neutral reader #undertale x reader #Spotify

259 notes · View notes

rrking · 4 months

Text

Some General BG HCs

Me and my wifey often discuss Astarion things in real life, and there are a few that I thought I would share.

Spoiler warning⚠

Astarion

Random knowledge bank. Meeting your parents for the first time and your dad wants to talk about history? Ask Astarion, if he doesn't just know, he remembers.

Enjoys going to the library. Does not enjoy the rabble who also enjoy the library. You have to explain to him over and over about library cards and infrared scanners so he doesn't just nope out and steal the book. Also gets annoyed when books from his time are revised.

Don't want to touch the raw meat packaging? No worries, Astarion will lick it up for you. Imagine him leant against the kitchen counter sucking up the blood from that piece of paper at the bottom of the mince. (A wifey thought)

On the subject of blood, if you cut your finger in the house he will be licking that up for you with a leering grin. Dragging it out so he can watch how you roll your eyes at him.

Comes in late, as usual, but this time after taking out every fucking goose or pigeon in the local area. The council are unhappy. Astarion is ecstatic. Word of a bird plague is sweeping through the borough. You are not happy with Astarion. Astarion doesn't care about the council until they put your council tax up.

Glares out of the window at kids playing but won't admit they're kind of cute. Especially glarey when kids come to the door trick or treating. Bonus points if they're dressed as vampires... Maybe he'll compliment them. "Darlings, look at your adorable little capes! Does your mother know you lot are prancing around dressed like monsters?" Will absolutely deny any niceties when you look at him knowingly, a smirk appearing on your lips as you notice the bucket of sweets he's holding, still excited after giving the children far more than they needed. or asked for.

Moans and groans when you watch vampire films. "Darling, turn that nonsense off, would you? Were you curious about vampires, you have one right here."

Groans even more when you watch law and order style programs, particularly court ones. Bad memories. "And why did he not get the death sentence?!"

Serial social media meme stealer.

Always creeps up behind you when you are looking in the mirror, ready to scare you. Or shag you, you be the judge.

Gale

Want chippy but don't want to get up or wait for an order? Blink. Gale will blink there and back. What's faster than Uber Eats? Going via the Astral Plane.

100000% will make you a brew if you ask :) He turns up with your favourite mug and your drink exactly the way you like it.

The type of man to run you a hot bath ready when you get in from work or if you've had a hard day just because.

Definitely discovers Nivea for Men.

Remembers things like birthdays and anniversaries.

Sees shiny things and wonders if they're infused with the weave. Gazing through the jewellery shop window.

Suffers through Harry Potter at Christmas wondering where all the elegant wizards are.

Started a thing where you leave post it notes for one another with sweet nothings on. Today as you're walking past the calendar pinned to the kitchen wall, you spot a new post it note. This one is pink and bares Gale's graceful handwriting. It reads: "My most special one, everyday I wake up next to you I feel luckier than the last. Have a great day x" Such devoted notes leave you feeling warm inside.

Halsin

Prefers to buy 'living herbs' than ground jar ones because NATURE.

Is that person who goes past an adult shop and says loudly "let's go inside!"

Definitely gets stuck in garden chairs and the like due to being so massive. Don't get this man in a smart car.

Stands up at barbecues if the chair is too small. It probably is.

Literally has to be told to avoid the bear story to others because they will not understand but tells it anyway if he gets too drunk.

Actually finds it quite difficult to adapt to modern society almost more than Lae'zel.

If you live in the countryside, Halsin definitely finds it a little easier, but if you live in the city he is constantly asking questions. The thing that catches his eye today is a statue above the bank door - a lion with a key in his mouth. "Does that petrified displacer beast not wish to return to the wilderness?" "Halsin, that is a statue of a lion with a key in it's mouth." "...Oh. Why does it guard a key?" You look at him curiously, unsure of how to answer such an innocent question. "It's just HSBC's thing... I don't actually know."

Struggles to find clothes that actually fit.

Will share you a meme you tagged him in and never truly understand the new technology.

Totally enjoys long walks and feeding ducks. Eats all of the bread.

Tries to speak to the animals at the zoo. (Wifey)

Incosolably weeps at nature programs. Very confused when you try to explain that nature has to take it's course for them to film.

First thought upon seeing CGI animals dancing and talking : "IT'S A DRUID!"

Votes Green Party.

Lae'zel

Lae'zel struggles the most to integrate into modern society.

She takes up some form of fighting WWE and does not understand why the fighters don't actually hurt each other.

She complains about this after making absolute bank of course. "Ch'k! These istik talk about fighting for glory - Yet they simply roughhouse for pitiful coin." "Yeah, but look at how famous you are, Lae'zel..." Rollin', rollin', all my bitches rollin'.

Hates ood in Doctor Who for obvious reasons. "Tsk'va, ghaik!"

Wifey came up with 'Bae'zel'.

Karlach

Believes stupid spam emails you have to send onto others. (Wifey thought of this)

Shares that post of the missing dog on the other side of the world who was found 3 years ago.

Discovers TikTok, only shares animal videos and smashes TikTok dances.

Discovers aircon. 🥺

Discovers hot wing challenges... Excels at said hot wing challenges. and collects all the t shirts for winning food challenges.

Shadowheart

Posts things on Facebook like 'Shar/Selune keeps me in check. Like, share and comment 'Praise be to Shar/Selune' if she keeps you in check." Definitely gets flamed by the others.

Ends up with cute hobbies like paper quilling and crafts. Makes things for you. "You've really improved your crochet, Shadowheart! What is this one called?" Gives him a simple name like Bob or Clyde and puts him with the rest, cramming the mantle with them.

251 notes · View notes

redxwater · 3 months

Text

Waiting Room (Chapter 1)

Leon Kennedy x F!Reader

(Warnings chapter 1 : depression, anxiety, harsh language.)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2,

° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - ° - °

“Yeah, no i’ll be fine Claire. Call you later” a young blonde boy spoke through the phone. Call connected to Washington D.C from NYC. On the other line in the capital was a younger woman. “Okay, text me if there’s anything!” The brunette girl smiled before hanging up. Claire was Leon’s best friend, but she isn’t always capable of helping him. She tries her best though.

Leon didn’t want a foster family, even if it was for the better. He lived with Claire’s family for a few months before getting a scholarship in a music major. He tells himself he’s lucky, in a way… Claire has known him for 4 years, since they were freshmen. Her family loved Leon, sometimes they hoped they would end up together, but they never did.

With a deep sigh, he rolled out of bed and put on the jeans that were on the floor, and a sweater. He threw on his old white sneakers and put some deodorant on. He grabbed his phone and headphones and was out the door.

He didn’t brush his hair, he hadn’t for 3 days. He stuffed some gum in his mouth and spat it out 5 minutes later, before heading into english class. He had been at college for a month, it wasn’t that bad, but he thinks it is. Everything sucks. Literally everything. Depression was something he struggled with even before he lost his parents. He tried therapy for a long while but didn’t feel like it worked.

Leon is a quiet observer, he knows most people in his classes. Well their names at least, today was no different. Despite his depression his grades are peaked, he has the same routine everyday and that includes school work. “Leon Kennedy?” the professor went through the absence list. He sticks his hand in the air and puts it down again. The man in front of the class nods and goes on until it’s done.

English was boring, Leon always has been a very smart kid. But maybe that was a good thing right now too. He didn’t have too put too much effort into everything.

The blonde boy hadn’t shared a dorm for a few weeks, he didn’t expect anyone to move in by now but when he opens his door at the end of the day, he’s surprised by boxes everywhere. He just tries to ignore it and grabs a glass of water.

Leon dials Claires number and waits for her to pick up “Hey what’s up?” The other line speaks. “I think i got a roommate, there’s boxes everywhere” he says while sitting on the small kitchen counter. “Oh cool! Are they nice?” She asks with enthusiasm, hoping Leon could make some friends, maybe. “Dunno, maybe. Haven’t met them yet. But it’s a mess here and i don’t like it” he mumbles a bit while inspecting the boxes in the room.

Leon has always been quite neat if it comes to anything but his bedroom. His bedroom is a mess, not disgusting but just a mess. “Can’t you put it all in their room?” She asks sounding a bit crisp through he phone. “Why would i? It’s not my shit. I’m just gonna be in my room.” He says and abruptly hangs up. He’s not annoyed about sharing a dorm. He doesn’t care. As long as they acknowledge each other’s presence and keep things to as much as a “hi” there should be no problem.

Leon settles behind his desk in his room and does some homework before playing a few games. Around 7 he goes out the door, there’s still boxes. Where could that roommate be?

“Oh shit i’m sorry!” A girl bumps into Leon in front of the dorm room he came out of. “Oh you’re my roommate!” You exclaim. “Right.” Leon dryly replies. You tell him your name and stick out your hand for the blonde guy shake. “Leon.” He shakes your hand. “Can you sort those boxes out?” He asks with an annoyed tone “Oh yeah totally” you smile and go into the dorm. “See you later, Leon” you close the door and Leon walks away.

You spend all evening unpacking and put stuff everywhere around the dorm. You accidentally open the door to Leons room, thinking it was the bathroom. The room is dark, it smells fine. Mostly like men’s deodorant. Even in the dark you see clothes everywhere on the floor. You shrug your shoulders, you’re not the neatest either.

After 2 hours Leon returns and looks slightly surprised for a second to see you. He’s not used to living with someone in his dorm. He doesn’t say anything and just walks by to his room. Before he can enter you speak “where did you go?” You ask trying to get to know him a bit. “Doesn’t matter” he cuts off and closes his door. Weird guy, you think. But there’s something about him, you just know.

Thanks for the votes on my poll pookies!! Hope u like it

#leon #leon kennedy #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #re4 #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x you

139 notes · View notes

calmcoldevening · 4 months

Note

may i request a fic or headcanons (whatever youre up for!) where sometimes jason will take the opportunity to show off his strength to his s/o? like maybe he lifts really heavy things or when he's chopping firewood he'll rip a log in half with his bare hands 😍

Jason Voorhees x reader, his strength headcanons

Tw: soft, comfort, little mention of murder and blood

• All in all, Jason was a big, really big man and no less a big force. But he didn't want him to show it to you, on the contrary, he was always affectionate and gentle, trying to touch you as carefully as possible. He was a caring, kind partner, your personal teddy bear.

• And yet, sometimes he really wanted to show you how strong he is once again. Look, he's so big and strong, you're so small compared to him. You're not going to leave him, are you? He's so strong, he'll protect you!

• Rather, the desire to show your strength is caused by his lack of self-confidence, sometimes you have to prove to him that you really love him. In his life, Jason has only felt love from his mom, so now he clings to your love in every possible way like a touch-starved person. It's sweet, but sad at the same time. That's why he wants you to see him as a support and support.

• Jason loves carrying you in his arms, because this is not only a way to show how much he loves you, but also an opportunity to show all his strength again. Regardless of your weight or shape, it will lift you up like a real feather. You are so light and sweet in his arms, Jason is ready to pick you up in his arms in a wedding style at any opportunity.

• Yes, you often see him chopping wood. You go outside, into the clearing near your cabin, and you notice Jason. He's still wearing his mask, but he's completely naked from the waist up. His trousers hug his strong thighs, and his shirt hangs neatly on a tree branch. The man has an axe in his hands, and you see how your boyfriend's muscles contract and pulsate under his thin skin with each blow. Those big muscles, sexy bulging veins and sweat running down his sculpted body. You're literally salivating at the sight of your handsome man.

• As soon as Jason notices you, he grins slightly under the mask, blushing a little. Putting the axe down on the grass, the man takes hold of both parts of the log with his hands and with one sharp jerk tears it in half. He likes to impress you.

• You've often seen Jason carrying his victims, both living and dead, on his shoulder. And although they were mostly teenagers and young people, their sizes were sometimes quite large. Still, Jason had no trouble carrying them around like some kind of potato sacks.

• He can kill a man even with his bare hands, crushing the victim's skull, but that's not what Jason would want you to see.

• A couple of times you saw how, at the time of the chase, Jason knocked out the doors of other cabins in the forest just with his body.

• Due to the fact that Jason is not very confident in himself, he can be quite jealous. How annoying it is for him when one of his victims tries to steal you or flirts with you. He doesn't stand on ceremony with such victims. He would grab them and squeeze their flesh tightly, breaking their ribs and making them scream in agony. When the victim bleeds out, he will throw the body on the ground and come up to you, hugging you tightly.

• Often he does not notice how he shows his strength. Sometimes Jason doesn't really calculate his strength and squeezes you too tightly in his arms. That's why there are a lot of marks from his hands on your body, and these reddish marks look a little embarrassing.

#slashers x reader #slashers x you #slasher x reader #slashers #slashers fandom #jason voorhees #jason voorhees x you #jason voorhees x reader

218 notes · View notes

void-and-virtue · 2 years

Text

Neil as a team captain is positively delightful, because making him captain is both absolutely insane and absolutely brilliant. It capitalizes on the passive effect of having one (1) Neil Josten (god knows the world couldn’t handle if there were more of him) on the team in the most efficient way. Like. I’m 90% sure that after spending some time around him on the same team, most people will look up to him completely awestruck for how much he has impacted their lives, but that’s just not what is actually happening here. I feel like what’s going on is this:

Neil is a terribly amazing choice for team captain entirely because Neil is a meddlesome little asshole who will forcibly fix all of his teammates’ personal problems and improve their entire lives for literally no other reason than that he needs them to be able to focus on fucking ball so he can win at sports. It’s not even that he genuinely cares about people and their well-being (apart from his original foxes). He just gets pissed when things aren’t working properly because it makes Exy annoying when the lineup can’t communicate. Exy isn’t supposed to be annoying. Exy is life. He’d meddle whether he is captain or not, but by making him captain, he has so much more official executive power at his hands. It’s like people are explicitly asking for him to do his worst. So, fueled by his own competitiveness and love for the sport, off he goes.

Neil is just as bad as Kevin when it comes to his Exy obsession. The major difference between them is that Kevin is endlessly tactical and he runs Exy with a focus on a technical and physical level entirely, whereas Neil’s approach is to look beyond a lack of practice and basically psychoanalyzing people on why they are not doing 110% for Exy. Kevin says “let’s run this drill 500 times, then we will inevitably be better”. Meanwhile Neil is scheming how to coerce and bribe people into life-changing decisions and long-needed healing, entirely because he wants to optimize playing a sport. Exy is a team sport, which is why this is the most logical approach his little Exy brain comes up with rather than minding his own fucking business. He looks at the team and is like “is anyone gonna whip this into shape? No?? I’ll fucking do it then cowards” and goes and does exactly that. It’s like he’s fixing the equipment so he can play.

I don’t think anyone except for Andrew is really aware that Neil really isn’t doing this out of the innate goodness of his heart, but because his personal brand of practicality involves the most convoluted and creative kind of scheming. I feel like Neil is a lot more selfish than people give him credit for. Sure, there’s people he cares deeply and unconditionally for, but that’s really not everyone. It’s fascinating to watch, especially because it’s not like he ever hides that he doesn’t particularly care, but people kinda assume he does, because why else would he put in this much effort?

Exy. The answer is Exy.

#Andrew hates him for this #but I also feel like it’s Andrew’s favorite pass time to just watch Neil do as Neil does #you can’t take the meddling out of Neil #first year was Neil meddling on steroids basically bc he thought he was gonna die so he had to optimize Exy to play and had no choice #that’s how he fixed the foxes the first time #but even so #even if he doesn’t care about most of the new foxes or his eventual pro teams as much #I don’t think he will ever stop with this kind of stuff because I’m dead certain he gets so annoyed when exy isn’t exy-ing #that he ends up fixing problems the majority of people would not be able to eben pick up on just by association #Neil ‘he found their humanity interesting’ Josten #he doesn’t need the death threats to motivate him #somewhere in the background Andrew is watching his every move and realizing time and time again how terrifyingly smart Neil is #and how well he can put his observations to use in really ruthless unapologetic ways #and then Andrew is faced with the reality that all of that brainpower is being used for exy and exy alone #thinking about Neil will kill that man one day I stg #aftg #all for the game #neil josten #kevin day #andrew minyard #andreil #aftg headcanon #aftg meta #character analysis #post canon #the foxhole court #tfc

2K notes · View notes

itgirlgyu · 1 year

Text

how i think txt would react if their female best friend sat on their lap

requested!

YEONJUN...

oh my god totally bitchless behavior coming in within 0.4 seconds

like this man will stop functioning, like is it normal to have your hands on the side?

tries to strike a pose

like daniel,, bby you're embarrassing yourself

swear he thinks he's like aha so fine

might lean back to play it cool

but you know he stiff as hell

like basically it's that dad pose when you know you've disappointed him and you're about to sit with him in a dark living room to soak in the immeasurable shame you've brought to the family.

his undergarment is drenched from stress sweats

might actually start stuttering

pls get off him before his dry sex life makes him pop a boner and the friendship gets ruined for life.

SOOBIN...

his head starts overheating due to overthinking the moment you sit on his lap like

the only two option were the floor where beomgyu spilled his drink or any of the dudes lap and he's your bestie boo so ofc you'd pick him

right?

tries to gaslight himself into thinking it's fine

like sure this shit is fine and it's normal to sit on each others laps.

but inside his head there are 4 tabs open, two of them are having a debate on the pros and cons of having your best friend on your lap and other two are playing tiktok random hits and he doesn't know which one he should tune in to

for the peace of his own mind, he tries to sit on your lap the next time

tit for tat he says.

BEOMGYU...

starts acting like you are crushing his thighs

he knows you playing so he's like aha two can play the game

girl you really thought you will outdo the doer

the og mr. mood breaker?

will straight up start moaning in your ears

starts squirming and whining like

'oooof my thighs are so fragile,'

does not give two cents about the place he is in

or the situation

or what people will assume

if soobin is the overthinker, beomgyu rarely thinks

its like his brain just takes off in a rush and it's taken over by the sheer need to annoy the fuck out of his bestie.

he's like the fly you can't just quite swat away

literally starts doing his own echo moan from one ear to another

you have to admit the defeat and get up on your own.

TAEHYUN...

will not straight up push you off him.

but the look he gives you, he might as well just put in the physical effort and do it.

his face is like, 'you did this for what?'

'why not?'

'why though?'

tries to get used to you sitting on him

like its chill

you're his bestie and he's a gym goer

so it does work out nicely

but the thing is like,

your back is blocking his vision

like its all chill and cute in movies but irl your sight will definitely get blocked and it has nothing to do with the person's height!

he tries to adjust so that he doesn't need to kick you off of him

and hurt your feelings or something

man is here jumping through hoops to seem effortless in order to continue his debate with hyuka about the importance of the balance between peanut butter and jelly in the sandwich

you see his struggle and move over on your own with a new found respect for terry the terrance taehyun kang

HUENING KAI...

he's looking at your head like, hmm you kinda sus

but that lasts like a whole lot of ten seconds before he's like nothings even on him

although he tries to smell the top of your head like what is the difference between a baby's head and an adult's crown

he is a curious little crow, it's one of his charms

makes a quick mental note to break it to you gently that you might need to take a lil bit more hygiene care on the top of your head.

he leans back

unlike yeonjun the daniel choi, he's fr chill

also man's broad as hell

he's like meant to be a chair at this point

you can lean in as much as you want on him and you know he would fine with anything

like he barely feels you on him anyway

you can probably just lean back on him and he'd cradle you like his first born

just maybe not kiss the top of your head

but he finally got an idea what to gift you on your birthday!

so it all worked out for the best!

784 notes · View notes

ginax0916 · 2 months

Text

°‧★ 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐭.𝟐★‧°

Matt Sturniolo x fem!reader

Synopsis: Two roommates finally confess their feelings for each other.

༺☆༻

Do I really want to be more than just roommates with Matt? I mean we’ve been best friends for the 2 years we’ve been living together. We’ve made out a couple times while we were drunk but nothing more than that. Plus he would never have feelings for me. He’s always going for the hot sorority girls with blonde hair and shiny blue eyes. But he’s just so attractive. I’ve always tried to push my feelings for him away but they come back every time. This date was just to try and get over him but obviously that didn’t go very well.

I can’t confess my feelings to him he’s literally driving me home after getting splashed in the face by some dick who I thought was a good guy. I mean how embarrassing is that?

“What’s on your mind hm?” Matt speaks up.

“What do you mean” I say trying to sound confused.

“I mean that I’ve talking to you for the past 5 minutes but all you’ve been doing is staring out the window” Matt laughs.

“Oh sorry I was just thinking about tonight” I lie.

“Do you wanna talk about it now? We still have like 20 minutes till we get home. C’mon spill” Matt says, patting my thigh making me blush.

“Ok well at first I thought it was gonna be good but the whole car ride there was so awkward and we didn’t even speak” I sigh.

“Go on” He encourages me.

“Then once we got to the restaurant the first 5 minutes we didn’t even say a word. And once we finally started talking we just kept disagreeing on things. We had nothing in common and he just kept making skimpy comments about me” I say clearly angry.

“Wait what do you mean skimpy comments?” He says worried.

“Just stuff like ‘that dress hugs you so well’ and ‘it makes your boobs look nice’ it was just so uncomfortable” I mumble.

“What a dick” Matt says.

“It gets worse. After we were done and we went back to his car. He tried to force himself onto me and kept trying to make out with me. I kept pushing him away but he would call me a brat for not wanting to kiss him. Then when I got out of the car he sped past a puddle that was next to me and completely drenched me” I say annoyed.

“Woah woah what the fuck did you just say?” Matt suddenly stops the car on the side of the road.

“Matt why did you stop” I say confused.

“Answer me y/n what did you just say?” He sternly says.

“That he kept trying to make out with me even when I kept pushing him away and he would call me a brat or that he ran over a puddle and splashed me?” I question.

“Both! What the fuck. I’m gonna beat his fucking ass” Matt angrily says.

“What no don’t. Look he was a dick but don’t start a fight please” I look up at him grabbing his arm.

“But he called you a brat y/n and basically assaulted you” He says.

“Matt it’s fine I’m with you now. Just don’t start shit up alright? This was enough already” I tell him.

“Fine fine. But if he does anything to you I won’t hesitate” Matt claims.

“Whatever you say Matt” I laugh.

“He was right about one thing though” Matt says looking at me deep in the eyes.

“What is it?” I ask confused.

“You do look really pretty in that dress” Matt quietly speaks. Still looking at me making me nervous.

“You think so?” I blush.

“I know so” He smiles.

He just called me pretty. Matt called me pretty what am I mean’t to do here? Do I tell him how I feel even though I literally just got out of a terrible date?

“Matt” I whisper as his face is just inches apart from mine.

“Yea?” He says cupping my cheek with one of his hands.

“We can’t do this” I say looking down.

“Why not. I see no issue” Matt answers as he puts his finger under my chin making me look up.

“But we’re just roommates it’s gonna change everything” I mumbled feeling nervous.

“But what if I don’t wanna be just roommates anymore with you?” He nervously confesses.

“Matt I-” He cuts me off smashing his lips onto mine.

I kiss him back immediately. Our lips dancing together. He licks my bottom lip as if asking for permission to be let in. Gladly I part my mouth and his tongue fights with mine causing me to moan into the kiss. Matt smiles against my mouth. As we run out of breath we pull away slowly. Our foreheads rest against each other. His deep blue eyes stare into mine. What the fuck just happened.

“You know I’ve been wanting to do for a while” He chuckles.

“What? Really?” I ask not believing him.

“Why’s it so hard to believe hm?” He smiles.

“Well because you’re always bringing home all these random girls and you’re always hanging with the pretty sorority girls I just assumed you had no interest in me” I slightly laugh.

“I was with all these girls because I was trying to get rid of my feelings for you” He says turning to look at the window.

“You have feelings for me?” I ask in disbelief.

“Yes y/n I do. You can’t even imagine how I feel for you. All those times I’ve asked you if you’re jealous because I bring girls home, I secretly wish that you say yes. I was hoping that you would not like something about Jason so you wouldn’t go out with him again. I thought it was just some silly feelings but truth is, I hate seeing you with other guys. I want you all to myself y/n” Matt confesses as he looks down embarrassed.

“Matt I um” No words form. I can’t believe it. This whole time I thought he had no interest in me what so over.

“Look I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that. I shouldn’t have kissed you. You just had a bad night I shouldn’t have confessed my literal feelings. I’m sorry we can just forget about it if you want”

“Matt” I say as he keeps talking.

“I’m really sorry it’s gonna be so awkward now. I can sleep at my friends house if you want-”

I cut him off my gently placing my lips on his. The kiss is different than the first one. This one is full of passion and warmth. Neither of us fight for dominance, instead we take in the moment. The kiss lasts long neither of us wants to pull away. Until we run out of breath, Matt pulls away.

“Are you crazy Matt? Of course I like you back. I have for so long I just genuinely thought that you only liked me as a friend. This whole date with Jason was just to get you off my mind and to try and lose feelings” I tell him holding his hand in mine.

“Alright then how about I take you on a proper date Ms y/n? How does that sound?” He asks.

“I’d like that Matt” I smile.

“It’s set then. Friday night I’m taking you out to dinner to the fanciest restaurant I can find” Matt’s smile grows even more as he looks me deep in the eyes.

“Matt you don’t have to do all that. We can literally just watch a movie at home and I’ll be happy” I laugh.

“After whatever happened today with Jason you deserve the world sweetheart” He chuckles again.

“Well then thank you. Thank for making my night better as well” I blush at the nickname.

“Anything for you” He kisses my cheek and starts the car again driving us both home.

The rest of the ride home I stare out the window with the biggest smile on my face. Matt actually likes me back. Am I dreaming?

Ok idk if this is even good but I tried my best lollll

@mattsturniololoverr @christhopersturniolo @dlyansworld @blahbel668 @chrissgirlsstuff

#y/n #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic

146 notes · View notes

jackhues · 6 months

Note

Youngest!hughes who goes to Quinn for comfort and the other two are like wtf why him

notes: there's a fight with ellen and jim, but it's just a normal parent/child argument. not the end of the world.

"it's literally kids from school!" you argued. "like i'm not doing anything stupid. you know most of them."

"no means no," ellen said simply. "you're too young to be going to parties like that. there's going to be drinking, and smoking, and so much going on. you have your exams next week. you need to focus on those."

"but mom--"

"no," ellen said sternly. "i'm not doing this right now."

"y/n/n, your mother said no," jim interjected. "we cave in to your demands. sometimes, you need to listen to us."

you stared at your parents, trying to ignore the burning of tears building up in your eyes. you hated how you cried whenever you got emotional. it only made you mad, which made you cry more.

"yeah, okay," you whispered, turning around to head upstairs.

your parents didn't call out as you quietly headed upstairs, slinking through the hallways and entering quinn's old room.

the nhl season was still underway, with quinn and jack in different cities -- quinn in a different country. luke was in university now, doing his own thing and visiting only when he wanted food.

your parents had always been protective over you, but it seemed to grow so much worse now that all of your brothers were out of the house. you didn't understand why, especially considering you were the most well behaved out of the four of you. even better than quinn.

and your brothers would agree with you.

you closed the door quietly, taking a second to steady your breathing. it didn't make a difference because the tears began to flow immediately.

you let them flow silently, flopping into quinn's bed and pulling the blanket up around you.

you missed your brothers. they were annoying as hell, but you hated living without them. pulling out your phone, you scrolled until you reached quinn's contact. you debated facetiming him, but realized the tears might be too much. instead, you called him, putting the phone on speaker.

"hello," quinn answered.

"hi," you sniffed.

"y/n? what's wrong?" quinn asked. "are you crying?"

"i cry over everything, it's not a big deal," you said simply. "anyways, how're you? what're you doing?"

"you didn't call to hear what i'm doing," quinn replied. "what's up? why're you sad?"

"i just-" you took a deep breath, "you know how every week before exams, there's that class party across town? and how mom and dad let all three of you guys go?"

quinn hummed on the other end of the line, urging you to continue.

"i just asked mom and dad if i could go, and they both said no," you groaned. "and i -- i know it's such a stupid thing to cry over, but it's just not fair. i'm not a bad kid, i'm actually a very good kid. but i -- i don't like this."

"it's okay kid," quinn said softly, allowing you to cry. "they're just having a tough time thinking about you growing up. honestly, i'm having a tough time with it too." he laughed a bit, "but i'm starting to learn how to come to terms with it. tell you what, i'll talk to mom and dad, and try to explain your side of the story. don't worry kid. you'll be fine. i promise you."

you sniffed, "thanks q. i owe you."

"damn right you do."

"shut up," you laughed. "i'm gonna hang up if you keep bullying me,"

"i'm your older brother," he responded. "that's literally my only responsibility."

you startles at the sound of your phone buzzing, seeing jack's caller id.

"wait, it's jack," you told quinn. "i'm gonna add him to the call."

"ew."

"is that quinn?" jack asked. "who'd i call?"

"you called me, your favourite sibling," you responded. "but i'm on the line with quinn."

"i'm jack's favourite sibling," luke interjected. "he called me first."

"you called me," jack corrected. "any why is quinn on the line too?"

"i called him because i was sad," you answered.

"yeah, she was crying," quinn agreed.

"i'm always crying."

"wait, so you went to quinn because you were sad?" jack asked. "why him?"

"yeah, why him?" luke agreed. "we're much better at making you happy."

"mhm, whatever you say," quinn muttered. "but she still called me."

"oh my god, i can't believe i wanted you guys back in the house," you groaned.

#naqia's au's!#youngest!hughes au #naqia writes!#platonic!reader #platonic #hughes brothers #quinn hughes #jack hughes #luke hughes #platonic!hughes #hockey fic #hockey one shot

272 notes · View notes

bteezxyewriter12 · 21 days

Text

You Won't Regret Me/ 2

Pairing- Wooyoung x Named Reader

Word count- 5.8k

Includes- enemies to lovers, blow job, deepthroating, pussy eating, cum eating, cock riding, dirty talk, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, squirting, multiple orgasms, kinda fluff but not really

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxminnie @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa

@yeosxxx @seokwoosmole @jjongsbebe @wisejudgedragonhairdo @meowmeowminnie @woo-stars @borntowalkaway @usagionthered @san-realblkwife @seonghwasstar @jejeyeppeo @soulseobi05 @kpop-bambi @prayerofthehaim @realisticnotes @pinkies-things @insomniacatiny @stephy-nicole13 @mknae-jongho @bykeynote

Masterlists- check out for more fics

📝Masterlists 📝ATEEZ Masterlist 📝Wooyoung Masterlist

One week later

J POV

Standing at the bar, I wait in line to order a drink

Hongjoong wanted to go out again and we came to the club

He needed to let off some steam

Being the leader of a gang is hard and we all support him

We've been here awhile and he's off making out with some girl he'll take home and fuck

So lucky he'll get some

"What are you ordering?", someone asks, coming up next to me

I glance over then roll my eyes when I see it's Wooyoung

I so don't want to talk to him

I hate his stupid ass

And even more because of last week

When he fucked the life out of me and honestly gave me the best orgasms of my life

I don't know what the fuck came over me, letting him touch me, kiss me, put his dick inside me

Let him cum inside me and leave his cum to drip into my underwear all night

I threw that pair out as soon as I got home and scrubbed myself clean

And I swore that was the last time I'd ever let Jung, Wooyoung touch me

Except I've been thinking about him

Well, not him exactly since I can't stand him

More like his dick, how it felt and how good it was

"Well?", he prompts

I glare at him, hating how hot he looks

His stupid black hair in a ponytail, his stupid jeans, his stupid button down shirt, that beauty mark under his eye that drives me crazy since I noticed it last week

God, I abhor him

"Fuck off Jung", I snap, rolling my eyes

"Oh my god, cranky much? It's just a question", he snorts

"I'm not letting you cut in front of me. Get your ass in the back of the line", I snarl, figuring that's what he wants

He wouldn't talk to me otherwise

He hasn't all week and we've unfortunately been around each other for gang business

"That's not what I'm asking. I'm asking what are you getting?"

"Two vodka shots", I growl, "Happy?"

"Not particularly", he shrugs

I close my eyes, counting down from ten

He's such a cocky motherfucker

Thinks he's the shit, thinks he better than me

Thinks I don't deserve to be Hongjoong's second in command, as if I haven't earned it or literally supported Hongjoong since we were kids

He's rude, arrogant and annoying

And stupidly beautiful

Fucking asshole

"Do you want to get out of here?", he asks after a minute of silence

I look at him shocked

Is he talking to me?

I look around me to make sure there's no girl behind me or something

"I'm talking to you Joanne", he scoffs

"You want to go somewhere with me?", I repeat is disbelief

"To fuck", he clarifies, "Not on a date or anything stupid like that"

Well he's full of himself

"As if I'd ever say yes to you" I snort, "I'd rather slit my own throat"

He rolls his eyes, "Please. I'd cut my tongue out before asking you on a date. You just happen to have a tight pussy that feels good"

"And why would I give it to you?", I snap

Seems like he doesn't care about insulting me as he asks me to fuck him

What a prick

"Because I have a cock that you happen to love", he says gleefully, "I'm the only one who gave you...what was it you said? Oh yes, the best orgasm you had in awhile"

I knew he'd never let me live that down

Fucking shit head

"That's only because you're the first guy I fucked in awhile. Anything would of been good", I lie

"Uh huh. Sure", he smirks, getting under my skin, "So you wanna leave?"

"And go where?", I snap

"You're apartment"

Well he has it all figured out doesn't he

"Why my apartment?"

"Mine is messy right now"

"Why are we going anywhere when the bathroom worked fine last time?"

"Want more room", he says, "Want to be comfortable"

"You're saying that as if I'd ever want you in my apartment period", I snap

He sighs, looking annoyed, "Look I want to fuck you ok? And I know you want me too after last time. So can we just skip all the fighting and just go?"

I glare at him

Yeah ok, I want him

But I don't know why he wants me

He can have any girl who doesn't hate him and who will be much nicer than I am

"Why me? Why don't you just pick up some other girl and leave me alone?"

He blows out a breath, "Because you gave me the best sex I ever had ok? Because that orgasm was the best I ever had. Because you feel the best. Happy?"

"Not particularly", I shoot back

He looks at the ceiling like he's contemplating just walking away

And if it was before last week I'd tell him to fuck off

But I can't

"Let's go", I tell him, walking off the line and heading for the exit

I don't even have to look behind me to know he's following

"My car's this way", he says, leading me in the direction

Once in the car, he asks for my address and I can't believe I'm giving it to Wooyoung

He puts it into the gps and starts driving

--------------------------------

He drags me to my room, sitting me on the bed

He's been blessedly silent the whole drive here and I'm guessing that's gonna end now

"Let's get this off you", he smirks as he pulls my shirt up and off, "Seeing as how we have the whole bed to fuck anyway we want, I think it'd be nice to see your tits bouncing"

"You're a pig", I snap

He rolls his eyes, leaning down as his hands undo my bra

"But you like it", he teases

Then before I can say anything, his lips are against mine, kissing me

And stupidly, all thoughts leave my brain as I kiss him back, my head spinning, my body on fire

Fuck him and his amazing kisses

Fucking bullshit is what it is

He throws my bra somewhere, my hands immediately pushing his shirt up

He pulls away to take it off and I stare at his body, hating him even more for how hot he is

I didn't get to see him much last time, as I was clinging on to him or facing away from him when his shirt was off

But goddamn

I slowly lay my palms on his muscular chest, moving them across him and feeling his soft skin

I can feel how strong he is and it's making me embarrassingly wet

I move my hands down to his stomach, touching the rock hard abs he has, tracing the lines of muscles

He moans and I look up, surprised to see him biting his lip, his eyes closed, face in pleasure

Guess he likes to be touched

And stupid me, with my girl dumbassery of liking abs and muscles, will continue to happily touch him

And do more

Leaning closer to him, I press my lips against the skin of his abs, kissing him

"Fuck", he whimpers and I take that as a sign to keep going

Stupid me presses kiss after kiss all over his abs, licking the soft skin in between pecks

My hands have a mind of their own because they're sliding down to his belt, undoing it as I continue to kiss him

I get the button and zipper of his jeans undone, pulling his jeans and boxers down, my lips against his lower stomach

Pushing him back slightly, I keep my lips attached to his skin as I move down on my knees, my hand moving around his cock, jerking him off

"Fuck baby", he groans as I trail kisses down to his dick, then up along his length

When I get to his head, I lick his cum from his crying slit, groaning at how good he tastes

Because of course he fucking does

I spend some time swirling my tongue around his head, then licking up and down his cock so slowly, his moans so pretty to listen to

Licking to his head again, I take it in my mouth and suck on it softly

"Yes fuck"

I raise my eyes up to find him biting his lip, already watching me

I move down his cock with each suck, jerking off the rest of him that's not in my mouth

Goddamn he has a massive cock

It's so thick, stretching my mouth, so heavy on my tongue

He's so hard and so annoyingly good to suck on

As I move further down his dick, I can't fucking believe I'm doing this

And enjoying it

If someone would have told me I'd be on my knees in my room, sucking Wooyoung's cock, I'd have shot that person in the face

But here I am, getting wet from how hard he is and from the noises he's making

His tip presses against the back of my throat, making me gag and he immediately pulls out a bit

"Don't baby. Don't hurt yourself. It's ok", he says softly, his fingers moving in my hair

I'm so shocked at the tenderness in his voice, almost like he cares about hurting me

I don't like it

I need him to be the asshole he always is

I roll my eyes, making sure he sees it, then push down on his shaft more

I can deepthroat him, it'll just take a little for me to get him all in

I take my time moving down, sucking on him as I go, tears pooling in my eyes

I give a damn good blow job and I want him to love it

I want him to know that I, the girl he hates, gave him the best blow job of his life

I finally get him all inside my throat, forcing my throat to relax

"Fuck, god. Feels so good", he chokes out

If I could smile I would

Holding his hips, I pull back, halfway down his cock

Breathing in, I surge back up, bottoming him out, his cock hitting the back of my throat and going down more

I choke but get it under control, then start bobbing my head up and down his entire dick

Tears run down my face, spit dripping down from my mouth as I fuck my throat on his cock, choking now and then

"Yes fuck. Goddamn Jo", he groans, watching me, "Fuck, so that fucking mouth is good for something other than shit talking"

I glare at him, the asshole in him coming back out

"Good to know that when you're being a bitch, I can just get you to be quiet by shoving my cock down your throat", he smirks, his fingers twisting in my hair

I growl, pressing my nails into the skin of his hips, a yelp coming from him

"Oh did I hit a sore spot?", he snaps, holding onto my hair hard, keeping me in place, "After all, you're the one with my cock down your throat, princess"

I bristle at the nickname

The one I called him before

He's such an asshole

"Keep your mouth open", he demands and like an idiot, I do

He snaps his hips, driving his cock down my throat, then pulls back out just to do everything all over again

And I just take it, letting him fuck my throat and moaning

"Someone likes getting their throat fucked huh?", he grunts, his hips moving fast, my mouth trying to suck on him as he moves in and out, "Such a slut for cock. I didn't even have to ask you to blow me. You did it all on your own princess"

Yeah I know

I'm an idiot

I just gave him more ammunition to fuck with me

"Wonder if Hongjoong knows that his tough bitchy best friend likes getting her throat fucked by my cock and is moaning like a whore on top of it"

I hate him

If Hongjoong didn't care about him, I'd murder him with my bare hands

Tears blind me as he keeps going, his cock throbbing in my mouth, his moans of pleasure getting louder and louder

"When I cum you swallow it all. Got it?", he demands

And like a pathetic loser, I just nod

"Good girl"

I fucking hate when someone calls me that, I never let anyone call me that but of course when he does it, it does nothing but turn me on more

And make me want to be his good girl

I'm so fucked up

"Yes fuck! Joanne", he moans, his hips stalling as his cock buries in my throat, warm cum spurting

The taste of his cum is so fucking good and I eagerly swallow on his cock again and again

He moans and whimpers the whole time as I suck all his cum from his cock

He pulls out when he's finished and I sit back on my heels, swallowing and breathing in

"Are you ok?", he pants, "I didn't hurt you right?"

I stand up, rolling my eyes

"No", I croak out, "I've deepthroated other cocks before. Some bigger than yours so no you didn't hurt me"

He glares at me hatefully, then pulls me to him, his lips against mine in a kiss

My arms move around his neck on their own, my body pressing against his, feeling his warm skin on mine

His fingers tangle in my hair as he kisses me silly, his tongue playing with mine

Turning us, he pushes me down on the bed, his hands pulling my pants and panties down as he kisses me

Once they're off, his hands push my legs open, him mouth leaving mine and attaching to my pussy

"Oh f-", I choke, his tongue delving into my hole, wiggling when it's inside

"Mm you taste good", he murmurs, sliding his tongue up and rubbing it against my clit

I feel my cunt get soaked, the pleasure intensifying

Lifting my head, I watch him use his tongue on me, his eyes closed, a look of pleasure on his face too

I hate to say it but he looks incredibly hot in between my legs

And his tongue is amazing, switching between using the tip and the flat of it, pressing hard then lightly, fast then slow

I fucking hate him for it

He kisses my pussy, then slides his tongue between my lips, moaning into me

"Fuck", I whisper, so turned on

His eyes open, staring intensely at me as his tongue drags up my pussy again and again

I can't tear my gaze from his, the heat coming from them making my body shiver

His hands squeeze my thighs hard, his mouth wrapping around my clit and sucking softly

"Oh my god", I moan, bliss wracking through my body, my hand pulling his ponytail out and sinking into his hair, holding on tightly

With each suck, he goes harder, keeping his tongue firmly against my clit with each move his mouth makes

I get lost in the pleasure, holding his head against my pussy, my body arching

He slurps desperately on my clit, the sound so erotic, the sight of his jaw sucking driving me crazy

The next suck has me coming, pleasure washing over me as I scream his name

He groans, sucking me through it, my body shaking against the mattress

As soon as I finish, he pushes my legs up, his tongue swirling around my hole, moaning, pleasure taking over again

"Fucking pussy cream tastes so fucking good", he groans, my brain malfunctioning at his words, as his tongue dives into my hole

My pussy clenches around it, his pretty moan reaching my ears

His tongue moves rapidly in and out, tongue fucking my pussy, the sounds it makes so obscene and....hot

His finger presses against my clit, rubbing as his tongue keeps going, the pleasure increasing and my pussy getting wetter

My fingers twist in his hair, I can't stop the moans falling from my mouth, the pleasure astounding

I swear no one has eaten me out this good before

It's like he knows just what to do to drive me insane

Which figures since he drives me fucking crazy all the time with his attitude and just his personality

Figures someone I hate knows how to eat pussy incredibly

Jerk

"Need you to come for me", he grunts, "Need to taste you again"

I groan, my hips moving against his face as he tongue fucks me, his fingers playing with my clit in time with our movements

"Mmm baby desperate to cum huh?", he murmurs between tongue thrusts, "Fucking my face like a good girl"

Shivers run up my back from hearing him call me good girl again

"Cum around my tongue now", he demands, "Now princess"

"Fuck, Wooyoung!", I cry, his tongue shoving all the way in as I release all over it, his fingers rubbing my clit the entire time

I lay there dazed after the pleasure fades, his tongue moving as he licks up all my cum

"Fuck princess", he says when he finishes, lifting his head up, his face so wet with juice and cum

God, he's so hot

"I think I need to eat your pussy everyday", he says, wiping his mouth

Yeah well after that, I'd let him

He moves over me, his mouth against mine, kissing me

Moving my arms around his neck, I kissed him back, hating how much I like his kisses

He moves my legs around him but before his cock can go in, I stop him

"Seriously?", he growls

I roll my eyes, "Lay down"

"Why?", he asks suspiciously

God, can't he just fucking be compliant for once?

I push him off me and roll him to his back, climbing in his lap

He smirks, "Oh you wanna ride me huh?"

"No shit", I tell him

"Are you any good at it?", he scoffs, "Because I've had girls talk a big game but they only lasted for less than five minutes"

"I'm good at it", I answer

I am

I love riding dick

Most of the time it's the only way I can cum during sex

Unfortunately Wooyoung doesn't seem to have a problem making me orgasm

Asshole

"Heard that before", he snorts, "If you suck, just tell me now and I'll fuck you instead of wasting time"

"I will ride your dick until you're crying and begging me to let you cum", I growl

"Ha!", he laughs, "That will never happen. I don't cry or beg while fucking. You will"

I admit I probably will because I'm not a big macho baby about it

If it feels really good, like overwhelmingly good, I've cried before

And after last time I have no doubt that he can make me cry from pleasure

But he definitely will too

"So will you"

"Negative"

"Uh- huh", I say, rolling my eyes

Guess I'll just have to prove it to him

Reaching between us, I hold his hard dick up and align him to my entrance

I sit on his dick, getting his head in, then continue sinking down

Slowly

Last time he just barreled in and yes it felt good but this time I want to feel every inch of his fat cock

As I push down, I wiggle my hips, taking him in, feeling the utter pleasure of his thick cock stretching my pussy wide open

Each inch makes me wetter, gives me more and more pleasure

And makes him moan loudly

I smile, watching the pleasure on his face as he slides in deeper

"Mm feels good baby?", I tease

"Yes", he breathes

"Feels so good. Guess you are good for something", I moan, bottoming him out, his head nestled against my spot, my pussy throbbing around him

I move my hips grinding and rocking on him, his head rubbing my spot, making bliss run up my spine

"Fat cock opening my pussy so well", I murmur, "Can wait to bounce on it"

"Yes fuck"

"Want that? Want me to bounce on this cock, make you feel so good?"

He nods, his hands gripping my hips, his hips pressing up, making sure his cock is buried inside me as much as he can be

And god, he fills me so perfectly

I loathe him for it

Rocking once more on his cock, I can't take it

I need to ride him

Leaning on his abs, I move my hips up, sliding all the way up his cock to his head

I squeeze his head tightly as I start sliding down his dick, clenching his length over and over as I move

"Oh fuck!", he cries, his eyes watching my pussy take him in

Bouncing on him, I start slow, slipping up and down, feeling every hard inch of his cock moving inside me

"Oh god", I cry, moving a little faster with each bounce, leaning back, my hands on his thighs

I feel my pussy get wetter and wetter with each stroke, the pleasure mounting

"God, I hate you for having such a good dick", I murmur, my body feeling hot, sweat all over me, "Hate how good you feel inside me"

He feels amazing, spreading my pussy wide open again and again, making me pulse around his incredibly hard shaft

My pussy devours his cock with each bounce, sucking him in so fucking deep, feel him in my stomach

It's pleasure like I've never felt before

"I hate you for having the perfect cunt", he groans, his eyes watching my pussy on him, "I hate how pretty your swollen lips look opening for my cock, hate that I love how much you cream my dick, hate how good your throbbing pussy feels"

I smirk

I like him hating all that about me

I like making him eat his words, making him realize he wants the person he hates more than any other girl

And he's gonna hate me even more when I make him cry and beg to cum

Moving my hands to his stomach, I bounce faster, grinding on his cock every time I take him in, making his fat head rubbing my spot

"Fuck Wooyoung", I say breathlessly, loving the way his eyes roam my body

Like he doesn't know where to look

It just turns me on more

"Want you to cum on me", he moans, his fingers squeezing my hips, "Please. Need to feel it"

"Oh you like how it feels?", I tease

Really though, I'm surprised at that

"Yes", he groans, "It feels so fucking good. Want it"

Well he's lucky, cause his cock is bringing me right there

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum", I moan, riding his cock harder, his head smacking my spot each time, my nails digging into his stomach, "Fuck Wooyoung, fuck"

Sliding down his cock, I lose it, climaxing, incredible bliss falling over me

"Fuck yes! Yes!", he yells as I ride the waves of pleasure his perfect cock is giving me

I hate that he gives me such incredible orgasms

Of course it has to be him

As I come down from it, he begs, "Fuck me. Please fuck me baby. Cum again for me"

Fuck, guess he really does like how my orgasms feel

"Ride me! Joanne ride me!", he yells, bucking his hips up, his head rubbing my spot

I begin moving again, slamming down his cock with each move, impaling my pussy on him

"Yes, fuck yes", he groans, his hands sliding up my body, wrapping around my boobs, "God you're so pretty. I fucking hate how pretty you are"

Yeah well the feeling is mutual

I hate how hot and good looking he is

He sits up slightly, his mouth wrapping around my nipple, sucking desperately, making my pussy gush around his length, the pleasure spiking

I moan loudly, my hand moving into hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands

He takes my free hand and moves it between us, pressing my fingers into my clit

"Play with yourself for me", he murmurs against my nipple

I don't think, my fingers moving on my clit right away as I bounce on him

The bliss shoots up, the pleasure from my clit making my cunt clench incredibly hard around his cock

His mouth switches to my other nipple, sucking on it, his fingers digging into my back as he holds me against him

I keep bouncing, just letting the euphoria wash over me, listening to his pretty moans

Moving off my boob, he lays back down, watching me, lust burning in his eyes

"Mmm yeah princess", he groans, "So pretty, playing desperately with your little clit. That pretty pussy is making such a big mess on me. Feels good?"

I nod, biting my lip, tears pricking the corners of my eyes

It feels so good, each bounce on his dick making my body shake uncontrollably

"So close baby", he murmurs, his eyes on my cunt, "Make yourself cum. Wanna see it, wanna feel it"

"Fuck Wooyoung!", I scream as astounding ecstasy wracks my body, tears running down my face, my fingers rubbing my clit as I bounce, my pussy squirting all over him

Oh my fucking god

His hands stay on my hips, bouncing me on his cock, getting me through it

I don't know which way is up, I can't do anything but feel

When I come out of it, I lean on his chest, catching my breath

"Good princess?", he asks

I look down at him, surprised to see softness in his eyes, his fingers softly running up and down my thigh

I nod, nothing snarky coming to mind to say

"Yeah baby", I answer

Then his smirk comes back and I roll my eyes

"Good. Ride me. I need to cum in your pussy"

I snort but I listen, for now, and bounce on him again

"I hate to admit it", he groans, "But you are so fucking good at riding cock"

I know

I move faster, making sure I clench on his cock the entire time I slip up and down, rocking on his dick once I bottom him out

It feels so good and from his moans it feels good for him too

I smirk, like seeing him in pleasure because of me

I don't stop riding him, his moans getting louder and louder, his body shaking in bliss

"I'm...I....I'm", he groans

I feel his cock throbbing, his fingers digging into my hips more with each bounce

"Fuck, fuck fuck", he cries

And I slide up and off his cock

"What happened?", he asks, looking dazed

"You can't cum so easily", I berate him, "Especially after insulting me and my cock riding abilities"

"You're fucking joking", he snaps

"Oh no sweetie", I smirk, "I said I was going to ride your dick until you're crying and begging me to cum. And that's what I'm going to do"

His eyes narrow, "That is not going to happen"

"Then you're not going to cum"

"Joanne!", he shouts

"Shh baby", I taunt, leaning over him and kissing his lips, "Yelling and whining will get you nowhere"

He glares at me as I get his cock back inside my pussy, this time rocking and grinding on his length, purposely tightening on him repeatedly while moving

His eyes lose the glare, becoming more and more fucked out with each circular move of my hips, groans spilling from him mouth

I smirk, leaning on his broad chest, feeling his soft skin under my hands

"Oh god", he cries, his cock pulsing again

And once again, I get off him and sit on his legs

"Fuck!", he roars, "Why?"

"You know why"

"Goddamn it!", he shouts, his body trembling from his denied orgasm

I wait a minute until he's relaxed enough then sit back on his cock, his whimpers so pretty as I ride him

I edge him three more times, his voice becoming more and more desperate, his body moving from trembles to shakes with each denial

And I'm fully enjoying torturing him like this

It's fun and it feels good for me at the same time

Taking him in again, I bounce short bounces, just sliding up slightly on his cock before slamming back down, clenching each time

His cock throbs almost immediately, he wants to cum so bad

"Don't get off", he begs, while I keep moving, rocking on him, pleasure in my body as well, "Please don't get off"

"But you said you're not going to beg", I smirk evilly

"I'll beg. I'm sorry. Please...ngggh... need to cum"

I laugh, grinding faster on him, "You don't need to cum. No one needs to orgasm"

"I want too! Please"

I tilt my head to the side, "Hmmm no"

"Why?", he yells, his cock so close

"Because you're not crying yet"

And I move off him, sitting on his abs

"No!", he shouts, tears bursting from his eyes, "No please. Baby please. I...I need you"

I smile, satisfied

"There we go", I coo, "Wanted to see those pretty tears"

Leaning over, I lick a tear running down his face, smirking at him as he sobs

"Please", he whimpers

I glance back at his cock, smirking at how much it's straining, how hard it is, his head red and slit crying cum

It makes me so much more horny too

Easing back onto his cock, I sit on him, clenching hard around him

"Please let me cum. Please. Fuck"

"Hmm", I smirk, cock warming him for a few seconds, "I wonder if Hongjoong knows that one of his members cries and begs to cum during sex?"

"I don't..I don't know"

"What do you think he'd say about that?"

"I don't know!", he wails, tears flowing freely down his face, "I don't care! I want you! Please! Bounce on my dick!"

"Like this?", I tease, sliding up to his head, then taking him all back in quickly

"Yes like that! Please like that"

"What will happen if I keep doing that?", I ask, bouncing again only one time

"I'm gonna cum!"

"Is that what you want?"

Another bounce

"Yes!", he yells

"Oh? Tell me what you want"

"Wanna cum", he sobs, his cock so hard inside me, my pussy throbbing as I use his cock to fuck my spot

"Where?"

"You're pussy!", he whines, "Wanna cum deep inside your pussy. Wanna fill you up. Want your pussy to milk my cock. Please"

"Hmmm", I laugh, riding his cock at a quicker pace, pleasure running through my veins as I watch him cry, "I may let you cum. But you have to wait until I cum again and only when I say you can"

"Yes, ok!", he nods, his breathing labored, the tears not stopping

"Ok then"

Leaning over him, I put my hands on his shoulders and I ride him hard, my bed hitting the wall over and over, my pussy impaling on his unbelievably hard cock over and over

"Fuck Woo. So good!", I cry, so close, "Baby's cock is so hard"

"I can't", he sobs, his nails digging into my hips, "I can't hold it"

"You have too", I demand, moving as fast as I can, the pleasure so fucking much

"Please cum", he chokes out, "Please baby, I can't...please cum"

Slamming down, his cock smashes my spot, stars blasting in my vision as I cum, ecstasy taking over my body

"Wooyoung!", I scream

"Oh god! Oh god! I...I...", he yells

"Cum for me Wooyoung", I whimper, the euphoria blinding me, "Fill my pussy baby"

"Joanne! Fuck!", he screams, holding me down on his dick as he explodes inside me, warm cum filling me fast

I watch him cum, the sight under me so fucking beautiful

His whole body shakes, a sheen of sweat all over him, his hair soaked, his head pushed back into the pillows

Ecstasy is all over his face, tears streaming from his eyes, his voice screaming my name repeatedly

His hips move up, keeping him buried deep inside me, his cum making me feel so satisfyingly full

"Yes Woo, all of it", I murmur, rocking on his dick again, "Give me all your cum baby"

He makes a choking crying sound as he finishes, his body slumping into the bed, his eyes closed, his chest heaving as he pants

"Good?", I ask

"Fucking....", he gasps, "Incredible. Intense. Best .....ever"

I giggle, lean over and kiss his cheek

Then I slide off him and lay down next to him, catching my breath too

He turns his head to me, his eyes opening, the pretty brown irises on me

"Don't tell anyone I cried or begged you", he demands

And just like that, he's an asshole again

"I won't", I snap

"Good", he growls

I roll my eyes, then turn away from him

Getting comfortable, I lay on my pillow and close my eyes

"I'm gonna leave"

"So go", I tell him

I really don't care

"Aren't you going to let me out?"

"No", I snort, "I'm sure you can find the way to the door"

"What about locking your door?"

"Leave it", I answer, just wanting him to be quiet

"What if I decide to stay?"

Oh Jesus

"So stay", I growl, "I don't care"

I just want to sleep

I don't care whether he leaves or not

"You're not really leaving me a choice. I'm not leaving your door unlocked all night"

"It's fine. Go if you want. Stay if you want"

"Do you want me to stay?"

That's it

"Shut the fuck up and go to sleep", I yell, so tired of hearing his big mouth, "Just shut up"

"Fine", he says

I feel him get up and honestly, a pang of disappointment that he's leaving hits my chest

Whatever, I'm not dwelling on it right now

I can freak out tomorrow if it's warranted

The light in the room turns off, then I feel a dip in the bed behind me as he gets back into it

His body presses against mine, his skin warm and soft, his arm wrapping around my waist, holding me against him

"I cuddle when I sleep with someone", he says softly

"It's fine", I say, my heart pounding a little faster, "Just go to sleep"

"Ok", he whispers, "Night"

"Night", I answer, ignoring how good it feels to be in his arms

It's just because I haven't slept next to someone in awhile

Anyone would feel good

Pushing the thoughts out of my head, I let the exhaustion wash over me and I wait for sleep

#jung wooyoung fanfic #ateez wooyoung fanfic #wooyoung fanfic #jung wooyoung smut #ateez wooyoung smut #wooyoung smut #ateez fanfic #ateez smut

96 notes · View notes