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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 6 months

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the things you do for love ; satoru gojo

synopsis; satoru begs you to wear the frilly maid dress he bought. against your better judgement, you indulge him.

word count; 7.0k (this was supposed to be short but i miss him terribly)

contents; satoru gojo/reader, gn!reader, fluff fluff fluff!!, sickeningly sweet, literally just satoru being down horrendous, lots and lots of petnames (he is embarrassing), he’s ur biggest hypeman, entirely sfw!! (i feel like i have to specify that…), reader is a lil grumpy, satoru gojo is the most insufferable man on earth <3

a/n; this is just a silly lil wip i found in my drafts…. i dont remember what possessed me to write this i just think satoru would cry and fall to his knees and throw up blood if he saw u in a frilly dress

”— no.”

the word rolls off your tongue, instantaneous, with a decisive kind of sterness. leaving no room for hesitation, doubt or indecision; not a single gap for his argument to fit through, no loophole he could take advantage of to persuade you into giving in.

but despite all that, satoru just won’t back down.

”come on, baby, please?” he pleads, voice coaxing and sugary sweet. you can almost see those puppy dog eyes of his from behind the black glass of his shades. ”i already bought it and everything!”

”i don’t care,” you spit. a halfhearted attempt at appearing annoyed, in hopes it’ll distract him from the strawberry flush of your cheeks. ”i’m not wearing it. you shouldn’t have bought it, in the first place.”

”but sweetheart,” he drawls, tinged with a sadness he knows tugs at your heartstrings. ”it’s so cute. you’ll look so adorable.”

”not happening.”

”but —”

”— no. i’m seriously not wearing it, satoru.”

and it’s harsh, the flow of your words, sharp and firm; but that’s your only option when he gets like this. your only slim chance at survival, being almost painfully direct. that doesn’t stop your resolve from weakening pitifully when satoru’s posture wilts, though, obviously exaggerated but still somehow effective. you debase yourself for being so weak for him.

but giving in just isn’t an option, this time.

under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t take too long for him to persuade you. satoru can be annoying, extremely so — but when he’s being so stubborn about something, there’s usually a good reason for it, even if it’s just that whatever he wants you to do will make him happy. to you, it’ll do.

(his happiness is your priority, after all.)

but in this case, there’s just no way. absolutely no way in hell.

he’s still holding that thing up, like he genuinely thinks it’ll support his argument, swaying it lightly side to side. it really, really doesn’t. it does the complete opposite, in fact.

”but angel,” he tries, again. you wonder if he’s eventually going to run out of petnames, or if he’ll just keep cycling through them until he runs out of air to breathe. ”don’t you wanna see how it’ll look on you?”

a sharp scoff flows from your lips.

he can’t be serious.

you really, really, really don’t. if anything, you want everything in the world except for that. you’d rather smash a glass bottle into little pieces and eat them one by one. you’d rather sit on satoru’s lap in a room full of other people. you’d rather jump in front of a moving train with explosives tied to your back.

— it’s so frilly.

you almost couldn’t believe it, yourself. when he barged into the room, cardboard box in hand, fresh from the mail; all while wearing an excited grin, foreboding, but you were too mesmerized by it to even notice.

it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, so you didn’t think much of it. satoru buying you gifts is not in any way unusual, even and especially if you tell him not to — and usually, it’d be a sweet occasion. the kind of moment you can soak in, drink up, and then recall fondly for the rest of the week.

every single detail is worth cherishing. how excitedly he always opens it up, eager for your reaction, and how you always thank him, no matter what it is. sincerely, because satoru can be awkward with his affection, but his love bleeds through in moments like these.

from expensive, well-kept bouquets to little flowers on the side of the road; from thought-out gifts to little trinkets; no matter what it is, the sentiment remains the same.

(this made me think of you. i want you to have it.

i remembered you mentioning this brand. i love you.)

a way for satoru to show his love, without overwhelming himself or you. a way of easing him into it, when everything is still just so new to him.

buying you whatever catches his eye is the perfect solution, according to satoru. and it exasperates you, sometimes, when you come home to five amazon packages right outside your doorstep — but deep down you know it’s more for him than you. because it makes him happy, to be able to, allowed to show his love for you in ways like this. in normal ways, easy ways, that say more than his words ever could.

(being granted the luxury of making you happy. of loving you, even if satoru doesn’t think he’s very good at that, just yet. but he is good at impulse buying things he knows you’d like; so that’ll have to do, for now.)

which is why you couldn’t help but let his infectious joy seep into your bloodstream, trickling its way through your veins with a sweet kind of fervour. couldn’t help but smile, a tender curl of your lips, in tandem with his cute little grin. couldn’t help but grow a little bit excited, as he opened the package —

to reveal a cutesy, frilly, maid outfit.

— and then your mind screeched to a halt.

the look on your face must have been something special, horrified and flustered in equal measure. almost in disbelief, as he immediately began to gush about the outfit in his hands. look at the bows, isn’t it cute? god, you’re going to look so pretty. i mean, you always do, obviously, but —

you weren’t really listening. all your mind could do was spin in circles, trying to get some read on the situation, but it was just no good. he genuinely, thoroughly, truly and sincerely expected you to put on a goddamn maid outfit.

if he had bought it for himself, then maybe you would've been at least a little bit excited. you’re sure he'd look good in it; with those big blue eyes of his, that cute, happy grin. so good that your heart would probably combust, a little. melt through the floorboards.

but no — he wanted you to wear it.

and despite your instant, firm protests, he just will not give it up. your boyfriend is a stubborn man, so it’s no surprise, but it’s still enough to irk you.

”satoru, for real. no! i’m not wearing it!”

”but you’d look so good,” he whines, loud and grating as he inches closer to you. still holding the dress up like a prize; you back away, instinctively, like it’ll burn if you touch it.

”i don’t care! it’s a maid outfit! why the hell would i ever wear it?”

sunglasses seated at the bridge of his nose, satoru allows you to catch a glimmer of his eyes — an effective method of persuasion. he definitely knows their power, and he’s definitely flaunting them for the sole purpose of making you falter. that manipulative scumbag.

the fact that it actually works makes you even angrier, though.

a sharp turn of your head, and your gaze falls on the windowpane, lingering there as you grumble under your breath. he’s so annoying. you’re growing more and more flustered by the minute, too.

”— because you love me?”

satoru tilts his head, white locks of hair following the movement. soft and silky, nice to run your fingers through, but you chase the thought away as soon as it enters your subconscious. he looks almost hypnotizing under the sunlight, with the golden rays illuminating his features, smoothing over the contours of his face — as if the sun was made solely to shine on his skin.

and ah, you think, there we go. satoru’s classic tactic; using your love for him as a bargaining chip, pouting down at you like a kicked puppy. you like to picture his eyes all watery and glassy, everytime he tries it, as if he’s some rejected cartoon-mascot. so silly.

valiantly, you fight off the temptation to smile, gracing him with another little scoff instead. shooting him an unimpressed look, a tiny raise of your eyebrow. ”that won’t work on me.”

”aww, come on,” he almost coos, inching closer still. ”don’t you love me? my sweetiepie? my cute lil’ mochi?”

(he’s getting bolder with the petnames, you note. as if that’d change anything. they’re so cheesy it makes you recoil.)

”obviously.” you deadpan, trying your best not to let affection seep into the words. but you see satoru’s lips curl up, anyway. ”i’m still not wearing it, though. sorry.”

satoru sighs. heavy, exasperated — dare you say defeated? for a second, you delude yourself into thinking he might actually give in, for once, spare you both the trouble —

until he falls to the floor, knees hitting the soft flooring with a loud thud. awfully dramatic. he clasps his hands together as if to beg and plead, a starved dog at your feet, and gazes up at you with newfound determination.

”please, baby — i’m begging you,” he groans, voice sad and pained, agonized, like you just threatened to break up with him. silly, silly man.

”don’t grovel.” a sigh drops from your lips as the pads of your fingers go to massage your temples. soothing what you’re almost sure is an incoming headache.

and he makes a certain noise, almost a whimper, like you just kicked him in the gut. you glance down at him as if to signal really? with your eyes, lips parting to speak —

but your breath only hitches in your throat, and no sound comes out.

satoru’s eyes are almost teary. peeking out from behind his shades, big and glassy, eyelashes dewy with what you know are just crocodile tears. he’s far too skilled at it for his own good, though — maybe you should be supporting his acting career, instead of the weird teacher-slash-sorcerer thing he’s got going on.

and you’re weak, you realize, terribly so. because something deep within your chest constricts, at those sad eyes, heart squeezed painfully, and when you speak you note that your voice sounds a lot softer.

”satoru,” you sigh, again; more resigned this time, a little fatigued. missing the way his eyes glint at the sound, as if sensing an opportunity. ”really. i’m sorry i wasted your money, but it’s just… not happening. okay?”

attempting to sound delicate, your voice settles on a soothing tilt, like an adult speaking to a tantrum-throwing child. hoping it’ll be enough to make him falter even slightly.

it isn’t, of course; if anything, his determination only grows.

”even just for a short while?” he tries, voice sweet and pliant. all daisies and sunbeams, tailormade to tug at your heartstrings. ”just an hour or so! then i’ll be satisfied.”

”an hour? no way!” you scoff.

and this time, you don’t miss it. from behind those shades, a certain glimmer of something flickers through his irises — something keen and observant. a certain dread crawls its way down your spine.

”so it’s fine if it’s less?” he grins, changing tactics, smooth and decisive. ”half an hour. that’s as low as i’ll go.”

”oh my god.” an exhale, drawn out and exhausted, from the very depths of your chest. ”satoru. toru. no. i’m not wearing it at all. this isn’t an auction.”

”but it could be,” he purrs, still on his knees. it makes him look a little bit disturbed. ”c’mon. why are you getting so shy? guess what — i’ll even settle for twenty minutes. just for you.”

oh, he’s just awful. you want so badly to be mad at him, and that teasing, smug, shit-eating little smirk of his — but you can’t.

not when he looks so effortlessly pretty, bathed in the light of the sun, surrounded by a mellow glow so tender it makes him look something like an angel. not when he’s acting so characteristically himself, so stubborn and infuriating and entirely impossible not to love.

another sigh. you’re a little surprised you have enough air left in your lungs to breathe it out, and as much as you hate to admit it, you’re beginning to grow just a bit tired of the back and forth. ”i’m not shy,” you huff. ”i just don’t want to. it won’t look good on me, anyway.”

satoru blinks. genuine surprise shines in his eyes, for a second, like you caught him off guard. ”huh? of course it will. why wouldn’t it?”

a pause. gnawing at your bottom lip, you avert your gaze, trying to find the words. ”it’s just… tacky,” you settle on. ”it’ll look weird.”

”it won’t! you’ll look so cute!”

another huff, as your dispassionate, bored gaze meets his. ”and how do you know that?”

satoru's answer is instantaneous. ”you always look cute. just wanna see how you look in this,” he chirps, brandishing the outfit with barely contained excitement. thoroughly giddy. ”when i saw it, i knew it’d look adorable on you. and i’m never wrong!”

a soft pout plays at your lips, in the wake of his eager sincerity. barely noticeable, just a little embarrassed, but it’s there. and satoru’s seen it, finally — the road to victory. he knows he can win this, if he’s smart about it.

”i just wanna see you in it. just for a second. please? pretty please?” he tilts his head, tantalizing, showing off the blue of his eyes and the curl of his lips. ”then i’ll never ask you for anything again. promise!”

”okay, that’s a lie and we both know it.”

the grin that blooms on your lips is a mistake, you quickly realize, because satoru interprets any sign of joy on your face as positive approval. his determination grows.

”yeah, yeah… but i mean it! i won’t bother you if you just wear it once. just once!” he puts a single finger up, to emphasize the point. ”just wanna see my precious baby all frilly and cute. won’t you indulge me, oh my dearest?”

he’s grinning, now, all soft and teasing. it’s more breathtaking than he’ll ever understand. he’ll never even come close to understanding how gorgeous he is, like this — when there’s no one around to perform for, when he can just be himself. when it’s just you, and satoru, and the feeling of having all the time in the world.

(even if you don’t.)

and you know your face must be flushed, a soft cherry red, as your gaze falls to the floor. the heat on your cheeks and neck, the pitter patter of your heartbeat; you feel it all.

and it’s embarrassing, to find yourself so fervently twisted around someone’s finger — to find that you don’t even really mind. being wrapped around satoru’s finger isn’t so awful, all things considered. it’s a scary thought, for sure, but he’d never abuse the privilege. probably.

— a sigh.

you still don’t want to wear it. you really don’t. it’s just awful. tacky, and embarrassing, and overall unpleasant.

… but if it’ll get him to stop nagging you like this…

and if it’s just for a short while…

silence, only silence, spilling into the sunkissed air. outside your apartment, the sky melts into a buttery orange hue. an intense contemplation is etched into your eyes, and satoru takes note of it; opting to put the final nail in the coffin. his very last bid.

”fifteen minutes. then you’re —”

”ten minutes,” you cut him off. sounding just a tad exhausted — resigned to your fate.

and satoru doesn’t even bother trying to hide his excitement. suddenly beaming, he shoots up to his feet, and it causes you to jolt. ”perfect,” he grins, holding the dress out toward you. a little too eager for your liking.

”— but seriously. i’m only wearing it once. never again,” you tilt your head. ”got it?” satoru just nods, happily, so excited he’s practically jumping up and down — and despite everything, you still can’t find it in you to be angry.

he looks so earnestly giddy.

eyes brimming with suspicion and weariness, your hands reach out to take it into your arms; the puffy dress, the frilly headwear, and the black thigh highs. you’re surprised he didn’t invest in a pair of shoes, while he was at it. just to complete the set.

(you decide not to comment on it, knowing he’d have some poor, overworked shoemaker on the phone within seconds.)

”need my help putting it on?” he purrs, face suddenly very close to yours — and the sudden stutter of your heartbeat sparks a hitch of your throat. desperate to cover it up, you shoot him a hefty glare.

”oh, shut up,” you hiss, but satoru only grins wider. soft little giggles flowing from his lips, like a schoolgirl teasing her upperclassman. silly.

a heavy hesitance rests on your features, as you give the outfit another chance. judgemental eyes trailing over the bows and frills, giving it a thorough look, until your lips curl down into a soft frown. it’s not that bad, but…

”it’s kinda ugly,” you lie, decisively.

”really? i think it’s cute, though.”

”yeah, ’cause you have no taste.” a click of your tongue. ”what’s so great about maid outfits, anyway? i don’t see the appeal.”

satoru smiles. carefree, amused — still very much teasing. ”well, we’re about to find out,” he chirps.

you give him a look, eventually giving way to a soft exhale. ”fine — but only ten minutes. at most.” a pause, as you stop to think. what else? ”oh, and no taking pictures.”

”— i’m taking pictures.”

…

the exasperated look you send his way doesn’t seem to phase satoru even in the slightest. he continues to smile at you, unbothered, soft around the edges, and you know you’re not winning this one either.

”… fine,” you sigh. ”but — not too many, okay? and you aren’t allowed to show anyone, either.”

”of course not,” he scoffs, almost offended. ”as if i’d let anyone else see you like that.”

stuck between feeling relieved and put off, you settle on simply letting it go. and satoru continues to speak, reassuringly, glossy lips shining in the sunlight as they part.

”rest assured, baby,” he hums, a melodic lilt to his sugarsweet voice. ”this stays between us. i swear on my honour.”

you snort. ”like you’ve got any of that.”

”mean. anyway — c’mon. i can’t wait any longer.” before you can think to protest, he’s ushering you away in the direction of the bathroom, big hands heavy on your shoulders as they push you. still hesitant, you make no move to resist.

(what have you gotten yourself into?)

with one final sigh, your fingers curl around the doorknob, outfit hanging off your arm. not before sending one final glance back at satoru, reinstating your conditions. ”just this once. then you’re selling it. or burning it.”

”yes, yes — you have my word,” he promises. before you can narrow your eyes, he pushes you forward, gently; bouncing excitedly on the balls of his feet. ”go on, i’m waiting!”

”yeah, yeah…”

the door closes behind you with a soft thud, and the reality of the situation begins to finally dawn on you. the maid outfit weighs heavy on your heart, but light in your arms — you gaze down at it with pure contempt. it’s not like you have a choice, though. satoru won’t let you wriggle away from this one. and maybe, just maybe, a part of you wants to indulge him, after all.

(his smile shone so brightly, in the light of the sun.)

and it’s almost cautious, the way you begin to dress yourself; first the thigh highs, black and silky, then the outfit itself. pulling it over your head, your arms sneaking through the openings.

it’s a perfect fit.

a second passes. you stop to think, brows furrowing in suspicion — did the little bastard measure you? just to make sure he got it exactly right? he has been rummaging through your closet more than usual, recently, but you didn’t think much of it. over the years, you’ve conditioned yourself not to question the things that he does. that sneaky, sneaky man.

after putting on the headwear, you finally lift your gaze, tentative and slow — to take a peek at your own reflection. the flush on your face stands out, a contrast to the black and white colour scheme of the outfit.

and you can’t help but exhale, a little exasperated.

it’s so… frilly. there are frills on the sleeves, on the shoulderpads, on the skirt, on the hems… everywhere. little bows litter the surface of the smooth fabric, a big one attached to the collar, and several smaller ones across the sleeves.

and as much as you loath to admit it — it is kind of cute.

still, you can’t shake the feeling that you’re only embarrassing yourself. it’s hard not to think, when a maid outfit is staring into your soul through the mirror — and you just so happen to be wearing it.

(what the hell are you even doing?)

a low groan slips from your lips, and you crouch down, to bury your face in your knees. the flush of your cheeks is beginning to spread towards the tips of your ears, growing hotter by the minute. satoru’s about to see you like this, of all people. how on earth will he react?

(what if he thinks it looks weird, too?)

”i’m still waiting!” a voice suddenly exclaims, sing-songy and sweet, and closer than you realized. has he just been standing there and waiting in silence, this whole time? of course he has.

”just —” you croak out, words a little strangled. ”just… give me a minute.”

satoru lets out a high-pitched whine, cheek pressed against the cold wood of the door. ”but i’ve been waiting so long already!” he complains, pouting, the urge to see you growing unbearable. impatience tugging at his heart, so excited he can barely pull himself together.

(all he can think of is you, you, you.)

curling up into a little ball, you attempt to swallow the bundle of nerves in the back of your throat — but that jittery, feather-light feeling of your heartbeat just won’t go away. it makes you feel a little paralyzed.

you're actually, genuinely, sincerely about to go show off a goddamn maid outfit. what the hell.

when you finally grasp control over your vocal cords and part your lips to speak, the voice that spills out into the air sounds more than a little meek. but you can’t quite bring yourself to care, overcome by a heart-tingling nervosity and the heat of your skin.

”… i don’t want to.”

satoru pauses.

he can picture you, in his mind’s eye; the way you must look, right now. clad in frills and a cute little skirt, face flushed red and embarrassed, as you shift from foot to foot. and it takes concentrated effort, to bite back the coo that threatens to crawl up his throat — but he knows it’s still not too late for you to change your mind. if he wants to see you, he needs to be careful. so he tactfully opts not to tease you.

”come on, angel,” he soothes, instead. voice smooth like honey, like coffee with cream and too much sweetener. ”don’t be embarrassed.”

you stay silent, still attempting to suffocate the tinge of humiliation in the depths of your chest. so satoru continues. ”just come on out, hm? might as well get it over with. then you won’t have to think of it again.”

a moment passes.

”… do i have to?”

the corners of his lips curl up.

ah, you’re so cute. all embarrassed, almost childish, in the way you’re still trying to be difficult; and satoru just indulges you, all too eager to get you to show yourself to him. ”yes, you do,” he coos. ”be good f' me and come on out, okay?”

a couple moments pass. eerily silent, growing second by second. the only sound that fills the air is that of satoru’s soft breathing, the distant whirring of the ceiling fan.

until finally, he hears the squeak of the bathroom floor. you stand up, turning to glance at your reflection in the mirror one last time, before hesitantly reaching for the doorknob.

it’s slow, the way you open the door, agonizingly so — pushing at it slightly and dragging the movement out. and you can feel satoru’s presence, right behind it, as he takes a step back to give you space. when you finally step over the threshold, you adamantly refuse to meet his gaze.

(satoru’s breath hitches in his throat.)

there you stand, gaze stubbornly averted, expression flustered and mildly annoyed. cheeks dusted a dark cherry-red, that crawls towards the tips of your ears as you fidget with your frilly, oversized sleeves. they’re dressed in little bows, awfully cute, and so is the skirt — short, but not enough to expose the skin of your thighs above the thigh highs. you still squirm a little, thighs pressed together.

and then, of course, the big bow on your collar to complete the look. pink in colour, a stark contrast to the whites and blacks of the remaining outfit.

after a moment passes with nothing but pure silence, your lips part to speak. doing anything you can to stop yourself from looking over at the man in front of you, afraid of what you’ll see. ”i don’t think it suits me,” is muttered, a tiny huff. ”… and i still don’t see the appeal, by the way.”

— but satoru doesn’t answer.

he just stares. uncharacteristically silent, in a way you’re wholly unaccustomed to. enough so that you find yourself gnawing at your bottom lip, fidgeting with the hem of the skirt, hoping the smooth texture will soothe your nerves a little. the beating of your heart resounds in your ears, sending blood flowing through your veins with excited pumps.

the silence festers, and all you can do is let it grow, your nervosity thickening with it — until it’s just too much to bear.

(ahh, you knew it. it really does look weird, doesn’t it? that’s to be expected.

still, you can’t help but feel just slightly dejected.)

”… why aren’t you saying anything?”

the little mumble comes out sounding embarrassed, and maybe just a little defeated, too. but satoru doesn’t hear it. as your gaze falls on the man in question, slowly, you take in his expression with a frown on your face — and realize that he isn’t just keeping quiet.

he’s completely stunned.

no matter how hard you stare, you can’t seem to get a good read on his expression. he’s just standing there, face completely blank, eyes entirely obscured by the black of his shades. the light streaming in through the glass of the windows has shifted its course, falling away from the two of you — but you still see the vague, red tinge crawling up his neck.

and as soon as you spot it, satoru begins his descent.

crouching down to the floor, silently, he brings his hands up to cover his face. feet against the ground with his knees folded, pressed against his chest, stilling as he inhales sharply. shades seated on top of his head, pushed up by his hands when he buried his face in them. a groan drops from his lips, muffled by the skin of his palms — but you can hear it clear as day.

”hold on, just… give me a minute…” he finally croaks out, words somehow tiny. almost shy.

upon closer inspection, you realize your eyes weren’t deceiving you — there really is a red hue to his neck, one you aren’t used to seeing on him. strawberry-tinged dust, staining his smooth skin, the tips of his burning ears. satoru actually looks flustered, for once. and your heart can’t help but flutter.

— he thinks he might actually, genuinely die.

it’s a wonder, he thinks, that he managed not to fall to his knees the very moment he laid eyes on you. all dolled up; frilly and cute, in his own words, though they don’t come even close to properly describing how adorable you look right now. with your flushed face, shy eyes, and all those little frills and bows adorning your dress. rendering him speechless, clogging up his throat with pure unbridled love. a mouthful of honey, too sweet for even him to swallow.

god. god. he really, really needs to pull himself together.

crouched down like this, face hidden behind his hands, he can physically feel himself grow more and more flustered. senses invaded by the sound of his heartbeat, deep and visceral, until it’s all he can hear — he knew you were going to look cute, obviously, but he was seriously underestimating you. your cuteness is lethal.

even just the sight makes him weak in the knees. even just the thought of you makes him feel a little like his heart is attempting to break out of his chest. hurling itself at his ribcage with ferocious resolve, like he could keel over and die of heart failure at any given moment. he’s pleasantly surprised that he’s managed to suppress the loud squeal his body keeps trying to let out, honestly.

and while satoru struggles with his deep, internal turmoil, all you can do is watch. looking down at him with wide eyes, as his skin flushes a bright pink, like little chrysanthemums blooming from his neck up to his ears.

yeah, you think, there’s no doubt about it. satoru is flustered. it’s not a side of him you get to see very often, so you can’t help but be just slightly caught off guard. staring at him silently, until you snap out of it, eyes simmering with something soft and delighted.

he’s so cute.

(and maybe, just maybe — it makes you want to tease him, a little bit.)

so you crouch down, facing him with your knees against your chest, jaw resting on your crossed forearms as you gaze at him. he’s still not looking at you, face hidden behind his palms, shying away from your view.

and then you sigh. the sound catches his attention, soft — and just a little bit dejected.

”… you’re the one who wanted me to wear it,” your lips curl down into a pout, ”and now you won’t even look at me?”

satoru stiffens.

(you sound sad. you sound disappointed.)

slowly, he parts his fingers, desperate to soothe you — blue eyes peeking out through the gaps, as if the sight of you could blind him. he then proceeds to move his hands, tentative, laboured, like he’s dragging heavy weights off his body. like it’s a struggle.

with his face finally exposed, all flushed and pretty, bright azure eyes stare at you; brimming with pure adoration.

satoru exhales, almost shaky. he has to take another moment to simply look at you, as if drinking in every inch of your expression. memorizing every corner of the face he’s grown to love so much.

a moment passes. then two.

then, he practically pounces on you — engulfing you like a tidal wave, trapping you in his big arms as they go to curl around your waist. shades falling off at the impact, hitting the floor with a soft thunk.

”you’re killing me,” he whines, loud and right by your ear. nuzzling into you, squeezing you like he’s a puppy with a chew toy. ”you’re so, so, so cute. d’you want me to have a heart attack?”

a hitch of your breath. that’s all you can manage, utterly failing to keep up with him as he presses you up against his chest. rocking you back and forth in his embrace, smearing open mouthed kisses across your skin; whining and murmuring about how adorable you look.

a flurry of warmth, of love, of something a little too precious for words. something distinctly satoru, that makes you forget about everything else — as if the world stops spinning somewhere outside of his arms. as if that’s where you belong.

all you can do is indulge him. maybe you’re spoiling him a little too much, but it feels nice; letting him drown you in his overwhelming affection. the thought of creasing the dress doesn’t even seem to cross his mind, as he squeezes the life out of you.

evidently, satoru suffers from an acute case of cuteness aggression.

”so adorable,” he murmurs, leaving wet kisses on your cheeks. his exaggerated mwahs make you feel just a tad shy. ”my little sweetheart. all dressed up for me.”

squirming in his hold, he only brings you closer, smothering you in his warm embrace. the slightly erratic beating of his heart is all you can hear, with your cheek squished against his chest. arms keeping you nice and still, lips lingering over that one ticklish spot behind your ear.

a little giggle slips from your lips, and satoru feels himself smile; wide and giddy, boyish and adoring. nuzzling into the comfort of your chest, soft fabric brushing against his skin, a low whine escapes his throat. ”can't take it. wanna put you in my pocket.”

”your pocket?” a grin blooms on your lips, words dripping with honeyed amusement. satoru grins right back.

”my pocket,” he hums, approvingly. ”you’re just so cute and small. gotta keep you close, so i don’t lose you.”

a huff, lighthearted.

suddenly, the grip around your midriff tightens — and you’re hoisted up, stumbling a little as satoru lets go of you. still holding onto you by your wrists, softly, delicately, as if you’re made of glass. when you lift your head, all you can see is his satisfied little grin, and the twinkle of his eyes.

your heart flutters.

satoru gazes at you, silently, still drinking you in. every second spent staring into the brightness of your eyes fills his heart up just a little more; colourful, heart-shaped candies, scooped up and poured into the hole in his chest. patching it right back up, so effortlessly sweet that it makes him want to pluck every star from the sky and offer them at your feet.

”alright,” he breathes, taking a step back. breaking the delicate silence, a little dance between him and time. fingers still curled around your wrist. ”do a twirl for me.”

a humoured scoff. ”hell no.”

”aw, come on! you gotta pose for the photo, baby.”

before you know it, satoru’s got his phone out — and it’s aimed right at you. by the time you notice it, you’re fairly certain he’s already managed to snap a couple pictures. so all you can do is sigh, in faux exasperation.

”c’mon, c’mon,” he coos. ”give me a smile, pretty.”

a roll of your eyes, as you bite your lip to muffle a soft bout of laughter. it doesn’t really work. ”i’m good.”

satoru seems unaffected by your words, pulling back from your touch reluctantly; just so he can make a show out of playing the cameraman, switching between elaborate positions and taking pictures from angle after angle. somehow, you get the feeling he’s forgotten your request to keep the pictures to a minimum.

(he looks like he’s having fun, though. so you let it slide. just this once.)

”god. you’re way too cute for your own good, you know that?” he murmurs, leaning down to take another picture. and it flusters you, how smoothly the words slip from his lips, how it seems like he barely even has to think about them at all.

it’s a little embarrassing, in a heart-fluttering kind of way. but you do your best to hide it.

”you’re a sap,” is all you say, soft smile playing at your lips.

”and you’re adorable,” satoru grins.

then he slips his phone into his back pocket, satisfied with the collection, and grabs your hand.

his fingers curl around yours, softly — and then he lifts it up. bringing it to his lips. they’re warm, as he kisses across your knuckles, the tips of your fingers. soft as a feather, tickling your skin.

(as if he’s whispering psalms under his breath. as if he’s worshipping you.)

then he tilts his head, eyes gazing at you sweetly. sweeter than fresh mandarin slices, splotches of marmalade, his favorite caramel fudge. and his eyes crinkle, crow’s feet and dimples peeking out as he smiles, an easygoing kind of joy blooming on that pretty face of his — youthful, boyish. it suits him more than anything.

his voice comes out smooth, awfully coaxing. so very easy to give in to, paired with that breathtaking grin.

”one tiny twirl?” he asks, politely.

he’s so annoying.

(but you’re far too in love to say no.)

so with a single roll of your eyes, and a soft little scoff, you relent. indulging him once more, just one more time. just one little twirl.

satoru feels his heart squeeze painfully, deep within his chest, as he watches you spin around. skirt and frills ruffled by the movement. just once, a soft little twirl with your fingers intertwined. far too precious for his heart to take.

when you stop, just a tiny bit dizzy, he leans in, and the kiss he leaves on your forehead is soft. chaste, but it still pulls a blissful sigh from the back of your throat. satoru’s lips curl up against your skin, before he pulls back — eyes almost overflowing with affection.

”cutie.”

you blink.

averting your gaze, flustering a little under the weight of his love-filled eyes, all you can do is emit a soft little huff. embarrassed, as it flows from your lips. but it only makes satoru’s smile grow further.

”okay, okay. you’ve had your fun.” you clear your throat. ”time’s up.”

suddenly, satoru’s eyes fill with something akin to dread — nose crinkling, just barely, a sign of his displeasure. ”noooo,” he whines, draping his arms around you. tugging you close. ”just a little more? please? pretty please?”

”nope! we said ten minutes. no take backs.”

”can’t i have an extension? since i’m your favorite?” satoru pouts, puppy dog eyes in full force. only this time, they don’t work as well as he’d hoped.

”nope,” you repeat, popping the p. ”sorry.” another whine buzzes right by your ear, and you smile.

”and then we’re burning it.”

”noooo!”

”sorry, but it’s gotta go.” you bite back a soft grin. satoru sounds agonized, voice dripping with grief, and it makes your heart dance with barely contained laughter.

”but then you can’t wear it anymore, baby…”

”that’s kinda the point, toru.”

”but you’re so cute in it,” he pouts, bringing you closer still. squeezing at your waist and rubbing his cheek against the top of your head. ”it’d be such a waste if you never wore it again, don’tcha think?”

he’s trying his best, you can tell — attempting to make you falter, coax you into wearing it just a little longer. but for today, you’re done indulging him.

”well, too bad.” nuzzling into his neck, your tone settles on a firm tilt; decisive, as you nip at his skin. just a little teasing. ”i said i’d never wear it again, and i meant it.”

a moment passes. maybe it’s the warmth of your lips on his skin, or maybe he can tell you aren’t budging — whatever the case, satoru finally seems to relent. an exhale tumbles from his tongue, deep and drawn out. ”fineee,” he drawls. ”i’ll just buy you a new one.”

”i won’t wear it. i’ll just get angry.”

”at lil’ old me? really?”

”really really,” you click your tongue. ”if you love maid outfits so much, why don’t you wear one yourself?” a beat. ”it’d look good on you.”

satoru perks up, suddenly. pulling away so his eyes can meet yours, bright and teasing, glazed over with something excited. ”oh?” he purrs. ”you wanna see me in one, huh? so bold, baby.”

a scoff slips from your lips, sharp but tinged with laughter. ”well, it’s only fair, right?” grinning up at him, your hand reaches out to smooth away his bangs. fingertips trailing across the expanse of skin, touch so very tender that his eyes flutter shut. ”i think you’d pull it off better than i ever could, anyway.”

a hum buzzes in his throat, seconds ticking by slowly; a dance with him and time. an attempt to prolong the softness of the moment.

”hmm… well, i’ll consider it.” just barely holding back a smile, he leans into your touch. ”you gotta wear it with me, though. we can buy a matching set!”

”that makes no sense,” you huff, with a raise of your brow. ”i’ve already worn it once, so next time, it’s gotta be all you.”

”sorry, baby, but you need to do it too.” he cradles you close, smoothing a palm down your spine, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. chest rumbling with the smooth timbre of his voice, words rich with teasing fondness. ”i’m too shy to do it by myself.”

and you really, really wish you could be angry with him — but it’s just impossible.

satoru is just way too lovable, smile far too sunny and warm for you not to melt under. and his caress says more than words ever could, light and doting, careful and loving; like how a believer cups a handful of holy water. as if you could slip from his grasp at any moment, so he has to keep you extra close.

in the end, all protests and complaints die on your tongue. you only laugh, soft and breathy, filling the air with a fondness so palpable you can almost taste it. bordering on something close to a scoff, but never quite getting there.

eventually, satoru does — begrudgingly — let you change out of the outfit. whining a little, sulking a tad, before brightening right back up again. like clockwork, the sun peeking out after a rain shower, the calm after the storm. always that same happy smile, wrapping you around his little finger.

satoru, in all his glory; your very own pocket of sunshine. annoying, stubborn, thoughtful —

and yours, wholly and thoroughly.

(while you’re busy gazing at him adoringly, satoru grumbles under his breath. contemplation painted on his features, as his mind spins in circles. frills, bows, lace…

what kind of design would make him look the prettiest for you?)

#satoru ”my girl look so good today im abt to scream and moan and throw up” gojo #he is so husband coded to me. so unbelievably babygirl #he would absolutely wear a maid dress if u asked him to btw. and he would rock that shit so hard.#just……. gojo in a dress………….. breathe if u agree #im a firm believer in flustered satoru also…..#it wouldnt happen often but if u act cute enough i just think smth in his brain stops working #and he grins rly wide and tries to cover his face w his hands so you wont see how much hes blushing. if u tease him more he squeaks #who said that.#gojo satoru #gojo satoru x you #gojo x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk #gojo fluff #jjk fluff

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content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic (ft. my baby boy tyson) warning: i wanna say none but i dont trust myself, language probs author's note: okay okay so this one was the first winner!! the rest will follow in order with how many votes they got and such. but first LETS PUT A LITTLE RESPECT ON TYSONS NAME YALL THAT'S MY SON OF POSEIDON FR FR HES JUST A LITTLE GUY I CANT-

“dude! dude! dude!” y/n called as she ran from the big house toward percy, who was sitting on the steps outside of cabin three with annabeth, both of them looking up at her yells.

“bro! bro! bro!” percy called back with a laugh, sharing a look with annabeth, who shook her head at the two siblings as she went back to her architectural sketches for something.

“i’ve got news!” y/n cheers, standing before percy with her hands pulled up to her chest and an unbeatable smile on her lips. percy motioned for her to go on, looking at her suspiciously.

“my favorite brother will be joining us at camp for the next three days,” y/n announced, proudly, causing percy to jump up to his feet too.

“no way! what?” he cheered, the two of them soon jumping in a circle. annabeth laughed at them, getting joy from their joy. leo had walked over at some point, looking at the children of poseidon with concern. annabeth waved him over to sit next to her, giving them the perfect view of the excited teens.

“what did i miss?” leo questioned, unable to take his eyes off the pair but turning his head towards annabeth.

“tyson, their brother, is coming to stay at camp for a few days. they don’t see him very often because he works with the cyclops with their father, so they tend to get a bit excited,” annabeth explained with a shrug. leo nodded, having already been told about tyson by y/n. she loved to rave about him, proudly showing the picture of him she kept in her cabin at any needed moment.

“i call dibs on snack duty! you didn’t even get anything good last time,” y/n insisted, pointing at percy as they sat down next to their respective significant others, both a little out of breath and sweaty, but smiling nonetheless.

“whatever. tyson liked those pickle chips,” percy huffed, jokingly rolling his eyes.

“yeah, but i did not like the smell of your guys' breath,” y/n replied, scrunching her face up, which earned her a laugh.

“okay, okay, fair. so i'm on movie duty then?” percy questioned and y/n nodded.

“yes, cause tyson’s on fort duty, duh,” answered y/n before she spun in leo’s arms and looked up at him, who looked down at her with a raised brow and a smile

“hi, hey,” she rapidly shot out before pressing her lips against his and promptly pulling back.

“gross!” percy called, earning him an elbow against his rib from annabeth.

“please, i was tortured by you two for like five summers, i’ve earned my dues,” y/n replied, squinting at the two with a glare.

“fair enough.”

tyson showed up a few days later, a large dopey smile on his face as he waved the hippocampus that gave him a ride away. y/n and percy were, obviously, the first to greet him and get him settled in their cabin. most of the older campers knew tyson or at least knew of him, so they weren’t really too phased by the cyclops being at camp. it was the younger ones who took a little more time, but with how sweet tyson was it really wasn’t a problem. leo had gotten caught up in the forges, annabeth having asked him if he could roadtest something for her, which sent him down a rabbit hole of trying to figure it out.

“leo?!” y/n’s voice called through the forge, leo’s eyes moving from the twisted metal in front of him to the girl standing in the doorway of the forge, along with a bulkier and taller figure.

“hey, honey. give me a minute, yeah?” he called as both of his hands were occupied. he didn’t hear anything in response but he trusted that she was probably just showing tyson some of the new projects or something like that. after a bit, leo walked up, shoving his goggles up and dusting his hands off on his once white shirt.

“leo, this is tyson, my brother. tyson, this is leo, my boyfriend,” y/n introduced, gesturing between the two. leo held his hand out to the cyclops, smiling widely.

“hey, man, nice to meet you. y/ns, here, loves to rave about you,” mused leo before he was promptly pulled into a bone crushing huge.

“right, sorry, tyson’s a hugger,” y/n winced, forgetting to mention that to leo, who groaned as he was let go. he shot a look at the girl, who giggled quietly behind her hand.

“a new brother! very exciting, sister, and he can build things!” tyson cheered, happily nodding his head. leo blushed at the insinuation and y/n coughed, opening her mouth to correct him.

“oh, tyson, he’s not- we’re not- he’s just my boyfriend. when…when we get married, he’d be your brother,” y/n tried to explain, her voice catching on the word ‘when.’ then she shared a look with leo, which just solidified her ‘when’ and not ‘if.’

“oh,” tyson frowned, his eyebrows furrowing and leo had a feeling tears would be next.

“y/n mentioned you work in forges, right? come on, i’ll show you what i’m working on, could use some help,” leo redirected, easily, nodding his head back towards the forges. tyson’s eye lit up and he looked over at y/n for permission, but she was looking at leo with a melty and soft look in her eyes.

"sister?"

“hmm? oh, yeah, you’re good, tyson. just bring him back to percy and i before dinner, okay, lee?” y/n asked and leo gave her a salute, which tyson mimicked with a little laugh. y/n watched them go, her heart full of love and a blinding smile on her face.

right before dinner, percy and y/n were making their way towards the forge to pick up tyson, but tyson came running out of the forge in excitement, something clasped safety in his large hands. the siblings shared a look as leo trailed after him.

“percy! y/n! look!” he proudly cheered, stopping before the two and unfurling his hands to reveal a small metallic horse sculpture. he squealed in excitement on seeing it again.

“wow! super cool, tyson!” percy cheered, clapping the cyclops on the back.

“you make that yourself or did leo?” y/n jumped in, beaming a smile between her boyfriend and little brother.

"oh, all tyson. i only helped here and there," leo mused, holding his hands up with a wide smile and a wink to you and percy.

"yup. all me," tyson echoed, clearly having grown fond of leo in the past few hours.

"good job, buddy! wanna go show annie?" percy offered with a wide smirk, which had tyson nodding his head and following after his brother. you stayed behind with leo, watching your siblings go as leo wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder.

"thank you. for hanging out with him today," you whispered and you could feel leo shrug as he pressed a kiss to your shirt clad shoulder.

"course. he's a good guy and handy in the forges. being fireproof tends to be helpful," leo replied and you giggled, turning to make eye contact with him.

"and you'd know all about that, huh?" you taunted and leo rolled his eyes, releasing his hands from you, which just caused you to laugh harder.

"whatever. and to think, i made you a present!" huffed the son of hephaestus, turning his nose up at the girl.

"ooo, what'd ya make?" she questioned, poking at his side with her fingers.

"no. mean girlfriend's don't get gifts," added leo, trying to dodge the attack of her fingers the best he could.

"c'mon, don't be that way, pretty boy," you pouted, batting your eyes at him in a way that had leo instantly folding, reaching back into his tool belt with a tiny shake of his head.

"that's an abuse of power," he stated before presenting you with a metal lily, delicately sculpted and stretched out of metal. and you were instantly swooning, gently caressing it with your fingers before darting your wide eyes up to him.

"only the longest lasting flowers for my girl," leo added, winking with a smirk. you rolled your eyes but clutched the flower to your chest like it was your child.

"y/n! stop flirting and come help with the snacks!" percy called, giving you a pointed look and setting a hand against his hip like a mother. you huffed at him, sticking your tongue out before turning to leo and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"you're the sweetest boy, valdez," you whispered to the skin of his cheek before racing off, shouts that you'll make it to cabin three first, which sent both of your brothers barreling after you. leo watched this with a smile and a blush slowly rising to where your lips had been.

yeah, he was going to marry this girl. tyson'd throw a fit if he didn't. and he just couldn't have that, could he?

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #hoo #heroes of olympus x reader #percy jackson #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez

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atomicami · 6 months

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omg HIII. could you maybe like- write abt like abby and reader at school (in college obvi) and abby pulls reader into a bathroom and like makes sure it’s empty and locks the door, and things get uh.. hot and heavy?🤭

U DONT HAVE TO IF U DONT WANNA BUT THIS IDEA POPPED INTO MY HEAD AND IM A SHIT WRITER AND HAVE SHIT GRAMMER.

btw, ur awesome.

hi anon! i hope you don’t mind, i changed the setting to a college/frat party instead, but i hope you like it though! tysm for the love 🤍

all clear

abby anderson x fem!reader (college au)

- summary: it’s halloweekend, and after a lot of convincing, you reluctantly agree to be dina’s plus one to a costume party that’s being hosted at her boyfriend’s frat house. the night flies by slow for you, until an encounter with a certain classmate changes that.

- content: smut MDNI, no outbreak/modern au, reader and abby are in college (as stem majors), reader is a little introverted, frat house setting, college partying, some alcohol consumption, bathroom hookup, kinda softdom!abby, oral & fingering (r!receiving), reader is wearing heels, and abby tells you to keep them on, nicknames instead of y/n (mostly angel), and i think that’s it but lmk if i missed anything else

- author’s note: happy halloween everyone! i’ve been having a bit of writer’s block with my bfm!abby fic lately, so i have to admit the timing for this request was perfect since it gave me the inspiration to write out this fic. i hope you guys like it!

“I still don’t get why you won’t come join me.”

You let out a sigh, taking your eyes off of your laptop and looking over at Dina, who was currently getting ready.

“Because, Dina, I’ve told you a million times that parties are not my thing,” you reply. “Especially if it’s in one of those awful frat houses.”

For the past week now, Dina’s been trying to get you to come to a costume party that’s being hosted at her boyfriend’s fraternity, Sigma Chi. It’s known to be one of the biggest fraternities at your university, and it’s also known for throwing the biggest parties.

The thing is, unlike Dina, you could honestly care less about college parties. What was the point of drinking and partying all night long when you’d just end up passing out and forgetting everything the next morning? You didn’t see the fun in it. If anything, you’d rather be spending a Saturday night curled up in your bed with a movie than getting blackout drunk and waking up hungover on some random person’s couch.

Dina finishes zipping up her skirt before turning around to face you. “But it’s Halloweekend…Don’t you wanna get out of here for a bit, and have some fun?” she asks. “I seriously don’t get how our dorm doesn’t give you any claustrophobia.”

You let out a chuckle and roll your eyes. “I think I’ll be fine, Dee. Besides, I need to study for my chemistry midterm next week.”

Dina lets out a groan in response. “You’re seriously going to spend this night locked up in our dorm studying?” You watch as she walks over to your bed with her black over-the-knee boots in hand and sits down next to you to put them on. “I truly love you babe, but you have got to let loose a little.”

You look over to your side as Dina goes on while she zips up her boots. “Besides…” she continues, zipping up her second boot. “There’s a possibility that a certain classmate of yours might be there…” she says with a wink as she nudges your shoulder with hers.

The ‘certain classmate’ that Dina was referring to was Abigail Anderson. She was also a STEM major just like you, but particularly majoring more towards the engineering field instead. You’d be lying if you said that you didn’t find her attractive, but you never found the desire to go for her simply because you felt like she was out of your league. You figured that she only saw you as nothing more than a classmate who would always sit in the back row during every lecture.

You shake your head and roll your eyes at Dina. “Just because Abby and I have the same chemistry class doesn’t mean we have actual chemistry, you know.”

“Okay, but she’ll probably still be there…maybe this party could be an opportunity for you to create some of that chemistry…” she replies back, nudging your shoulder once again.

Dina was most likely right about that. Abby didn’t seem like much of a party person either, but her best friend Manny sure was. Coincidentally, both Manny and Jesse just happened to be in the same fraternity together, which created a mutual connection between the two of you. And given that both Abby and Manny were on the market right now, chances are that she was going to be at that party too.

But as much as Dina was trying to convince you to go right now, you were trying your best to hold back.

“Well even if I did want to go…I still have a midterm to study for, so I still can’t come,” you said, pointing toward your laptop screen.

Once you turned around, you didn’t see the smirk that was growing on Dina’s face. She was so close to getting you to give in and join this party with her.

You felt the weight of your bed shift as Dina got up and walked around to where she was now standing in front of you. “You can study tomorrow,” she says, closing your laptop shut. “Come on, we’re going to the frat house.”

“But I don’t have a—”

“You can find something in my closet.” she interrupts back, pointing towards her closet. “Now start getting ready, I'm gonna go fix up my hair so we can leave.”

You watch as Dina picks up the set of bunny ears off her bed and walks to the bathroom, the sound of her clicking boots following along with her. After a moment of hesitation, you finally muster up the energy to get off of your bed and walk over to Dina’s closet to pick something out.

Your eyes meet with a crammed closet of clothes once you open the doors of her closet. As a roommate, Dina was one to keep her things organized, but when it came to her clothes, it was like an addiction. Her closet was so packed that if one more hanger were to go inside, you’re convinced that it would probably burst.

Taking a deep breath, you dive into her closet and dig around for her past party costumes, praying you’ll find a good candidate to wear for the party. You’ll have to admit that it's definitely not gonna be an easy task, given that Dina is obsessed with all things tight and revealing when it comes to going out, especially with costumes.

You fish out a few costumes from her closet and bring them over to your bed, spreading them all out to get a good look. At first glimpse of the costumes, you realize that none of these options are a good fit for you, so you try your best to pick the best option through the process of elimination:

Schoolgirl? No…

Nurse? Not really…

Cowgirl? Perhaps…

Mermaid? Absolutely not.

Eventually, you’ve narrowed your choices until there was just one option left: an angel costume.

You pick up the costume off of your bed and take a look at it. The outfit consisted of a white tie front corset top, paired with a white skirt and thigh highs, and topped off with a halo and large feathered wings. Out of all the costumes that Dina had in her collection, you figured that this one would be the most suitable for you.

The bathroom door opens, and you look up to see Dina now fully ready in her Playboy bunny costume. She smiles once she sees the costume in your hands. “That’s a perfect choice, and I even have the shoes to match with it,” she says, pointing at it. You then feel her hands on your hips, motioning you towards the bathroom. “Now go get ready! I don’t wanna miss the party!”

Yeah, this was going to be a long night for you.

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The two of you arrive at the Sigma Chi frat house, and you can already tell how packed it is just by looking at it. Music was blasting, multicolor lights flashing through the windows, and even a group of guys chugging a keg on the front lawn. The sight of it alone was already making you start to feel sick. You’re starting to wish you were back at your dorm now, studying as you were before Dina dragged you to this party. But it was too late to back out now.

You both approach the front door of the house, and Dina rings the bell. A smile soon appears on her face once she sees Jesse answering the door.

“Hey you!” she exclaims, leaning in to give her boyfriend a hug and kiss before pulling away to adjust his hat. Based on the red velvet robe, anchor chain, and captain’s hat, it's clear that Jesse was dressed up as Hugh Hefner to match up with his girlfriend.

Jesse smiles back at her before looking over to you, his eyes slightly widening in surprise. “Wow, I did not expect you to be here too,” he says to you.

Dina looks back at you before looking back at Jesse. “Believe me, you have no idea how much convincing it took me to get her to come join me,” she says to him.

Jesse simply nods in response, his eyes now on the both of you. “Well in that case, welcome to Sigma Chi,” he says, stepping towards the side to allow you two to come in. “Make yourselves at home, there are drinks and food in the kitchen, and whatever you guys do, please don’t fuck with the thermostat…the electric bills in this house are already fucking expensive as it is. But other than that, knock yourselves out.”

As soon as you enter the house, you realize that it is just as chaotic as you saw it from the outside. The night’s just getting started, and you truly have no idea when it’s gonna end.

Before you know it, 20 minutes have passed by, but to you, it feels more like a decade. You were upstairs, sitting on a couch, watching Dina and Jesse play beer pong with another couple. You’ve drank less than half of the Twisted Tea that’s in your hand, simply because you had thought at the time that it was just a regular iced tea when you picked it out of the cooler. The music and lighting were overbearing, and the corset and heels were practically suffocating your chest and feet by now. You wanted nothing more than to leave the frat house and head back to your dorm to rid yourself of this feeling.

But instead, you stand up from the couch, deciding to opt for a different drink from the kitchen downstairs. Before leaving you walk over to Dina and tap her on the shoulder to let her know. “I’m gonna get another drink,” you tell her loudly, hoping she can hear you over the music. Dina looks down at your drink and nods. “Get something stronger next time! I think Jesse has a bottle of Smirnoff in the liquor cabinet!” she shouts back at you.

You simply sigh and walk out of the room, the hard iced tea still in your hand. You look down and watch the liquid sloshing around in the small hole of the can until you bump yourself into a familiar figure.

“Shit!” you mutter quietly, almost spilling your drink. “I’m so sorry, I—“ your words get cut off as soon as you look up to see who you have just run into. “Abby?”

“Hey there,” she said with a smile, looking back down at you. “I didn’t expect to see you at this party…what brings you here?”

“Oh, I um…” you stammer, looking back into the room you had just walked out of before turning back to her. “Dina wouldn’t stop begging me to come so…I’m here.” You tell her.

Abby nodded in response, finally putting the pieces together. “Makes sense, I definitely figured you wouldn’t be a party person, not that it’s a bad thing though.” she tells you. You can’t help but notice her checking you out, her eyes trailing over the angel costume that was tightly hugging your figure. “This costume looks pretty on you,” she says, running her thumb and pointer finger through the large feathered wings that were on your back.

You try your best not to get flustered over her compliment. “Thank you, um…” you take a moment to look at what she was wearing. She had on her usual clothes, dark wash jeans, and a muscle tank, except she had on a backward snapback hat with the fraternity’s emblem printed on it. “Are you…supposed to be a Sigma Chi member?” you ask.

You hear the blonde let out a chuckle before nodding again. “Yeah, um…costumes are never really my thing, so this is really all I can come up with,” she tells you. “Besides, Manny dragged me into coming to this party anyway, so I figured I’d steal something out of it.”

You smile back at her response before letting out a chuckle as well. “Well, it suits you, Abs…” you let out a sigh before continuing. “If I’m being honest, I’m so glad I ran into you…This night has been flying by so slow for me,” you admit to her, briefly looking down at the ground.

That’s when an idea passed through Abby’s mind. However, she needed to know if you were up for it. “I can help it fly by faster, if you'd like…”

You looked back up at her, and you truly couldn’t hide the smirk that was appearing on your face. “Is that so?” you ask her. “What do you have in mind, exactly?”

She doesn’t respond right away, but instead reaches a hand out to you. “How about you come with me?” she offers, smirking back at you.

You hesitate for a moment before soon giving in, leaving your drink at the nearest surface you can find before grabbing her hand and following her. She walks you down the crowded hall before stopping at a door that was on her left, assuming that it might be a bedroom or bathroom. She opens the door with no hesitation, only to be greeted with an angry couple protesting from inside.

“Shit! Sorry!” she exclaimed, quickly closing the door again. She then turns to you and you can’t help but let out a laugh, leading her to shake her head at her poor decision to do that. “Come on, I think there’s another bathroom downstairs.

With your hand still being held by hers, you walk down the stairs with her until you get back to the first level of the frat house. You then feel her hand letting go only to snake itself around your waist, holding you close to her broad build as you both walk through the partying crowds of people. Abby soon stopped at a door that was on her right, this time knocking twice before slowly turning the doorknob to take a peek inside.

You also try to take a look inside to see if it is empty. “All clear?” you ask her.

She nods in response. “All clear.”

You then feel her hand moving over your wings down to the small of your back, motioning you to go inside first before entering herself, closing the door shut, and locking it.

The last bit of patience you had left was now gone the moment you stepped into the bathroom. Once Abby had turned around after locking the door and switching the light on, you grabbed her by her muscle tank and pulled her toward you in a kiss. As soon as the contact hits her, you can feel her lips smirking against yours in the kiss. One of her large hands rests at your waist while the other runs through your hair, causing the plastic halo on your head to fall and clatter on the ground.

You try your best not to trip on your heels as she slowly walks you backward toward the bathroom counter that was by the sink. Her hands that were on your waist and in your hair soon moved down to the back of your thighs, giving you a boost to lift you and sit you down on the counter.

Abby pulls her lips away from yours to get a good look at you, smiling as she does so. Your lips were plump from kissing her, your hair slightly messy from when she was running her hands through it, and your eyes were blown out with lust and desperation for her. “Look at you, my angel…” she murmurs, running a thumb through your lower lip line. “So beautiful for me.

Her hand trails down to the front of your corset top, fingertips landing on the silk ribbon that held it all together. “Is it okay if I untie this?” she asks, holding her eye contact with you.

You nod.

“Words, angel.”

“Please, Abby…” you whisper out to her. To Abby, that response was more than enough for her to start undressing you. The ribbon from your corset begins to loosen, and you instantly feel a wave of relief wash through you. Once the ribbon was undone, Abby then uses both of her hands to loosen the rest of it, just enough to free your tits out.

A whimper escapes from your mouth once you feel Abby’s hands on your breasts, your nipples instantly hardening from her touch alone. “God…such pretty tits…” she murmurs out to you, leaning in to quickly kiss down from your neck to your tits, her mouth latching onto one of them and gently sucking while her hand is gently squeezing the other.

More whimpers and whines escape from your mouth at the contact, followed by your thighs rubbing and clenching together. Abby was quick to notice that, removing her mouth and hands from your tits as a result. She takes off her snapback and tosses it to the ground next to your halo before getting down on her knees in front of you.

Once Abby was kneeling on the ground, that’s when you decide to remove your heels, desperate to get them off of your feet. Abby notices this as well, and catches one of your heels before it fals to the ground. “Leave them on, angel.” she tells you, slipping the heel back on your foot. “You look so fucking sexy in these.”

Normally, you’d just protest about how much they were bothering you and take them off anyway. But you simply oblige to keep them on for Abby’s sake. You were willing to go through it a little longer to stay on her good side. You wanted to be good for her. You wanted to be her angel.

Her hands are now making their way up your thighs, stopping at the bottom hem of your skirt. She then bunches the tight fabric that was hugging your hips before pushing it up, allowing more space for you to spread your legs open for her. Her eyes were now met with your clothed cunt, along with a visible patch seeping out of your white thong. She soon hooks a finger underneath the fabric and shifts it to the side, revealing your wet pussy from underneath it.

The sight of your pussy alone already had her mouth watering. Your slick was glistening under the dim, incandescent light of the bathroom and your tight hole was visibly clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled.

“Fuck…” she groaned out quietly as she gently ran two of her fingers over the surface of your cunt, collecting a bit of your slick in the process. “Is this all for me, angel?” she asks, looking up at you.

“M-Mhm…” you whimpered back, nodding quickly. “It’s all for you, Abby, please…”

Abby averts her gaze back down to your pussy, watching as your slick trails itself down to the bathroom counter. She was soon quick to dive her head in and lick an experimental stripe up your pussy to collect your slick on her tongue, achieving the taste of you as she did so.

“My god, angel…you even taste just as heavenly as you look right now,” she mutters out quietly.

Abby wasn’t lying about that. From her perspective, you were truly a sight for sore eyes right now. Legs spread out for her, head thrown back in pleasure with the material of your costume bunched up around your waist and hips to show the parts of you she wanted to see the most, all while your wings remained steady on your back, surrounding your precious figure. You truly looked heavenly in her eyes, and the sounds you were making from her touch sounded just as angelic as you looked right now.

Without delaying any longer, Abby inserts two of her fingers into your pussy, The sudden movement startles you for a bit, before your cunt soon begins to relax around her fingers.

“Look at that, angel…she’s taking my fingers so well…” she murmurs to you, watching as your pussy greedily sucks her fingers further inside. “This pussy is already doing so good for me, baby…I bet you’ve been wanting this for a while now, haven’t you?”

You nod quickly once again. “G-God, yes, Abs…I need you so bad..” you whimper back to her biting your lip to keep yourself from moaning any louder.

Abby notices once again, and brings her free hand up to your bottom lip to free it from the grasp of your teeth. “There’s no need for that, angel…I need to hear those pretty sounds of yours.”

With her fingers still nestling inside your cunt, she brings her mouth to your throbbing clit, gently sucking on it as she slowly pumps her fingers in and out of you.

It didn’t take long for the speed of her fingers to increase. The faster her two fingers pounded into your pussy, the harder her lips would wrap around on your clit, taking away all of the space in between as she continued to suck on it.

As a result of her fast movements, the sounds your body was making in that bathroom were absolutely obscene. Between the wet squelching noises of your pussy and the moans and whimpers that were escaping from your mouth, Abby can’t help but feel so turned on from it, practically rubbing her own thighs together for some relief as she continued to devour your pussy.

Your orgasm quickly began to build itself up inside you, and based on the way your cunt was squeezing Abby’s fingers right now, she could tell you were getting close too.

“A-Abby…I-I think I’m gonna cum…” you whine out to her, both of your hands gripping onto the bathroom counter while your hips begin to involuntarily grind against her face.

“Let it out for me, angel…” she murmurs into your pussy, her movements still refusing to quit. “Take it out on me, baby…fuck my face until you finish, just like that…”

Your hips rut against your mouth a few more times, along with the involuntary movements of your pussy tightly clenching around her fingers and your clit pulsing in her mouth.

You instantly finish into her mouth and onto her fingers with a loud moan of her name, followed by your thighs trembling right after your climax. Thank God that the party’s music from outside was loud enough to keep anyone else from hearing what was going on inside.

Abby soon removed her mouth from your pussy while slowing the pace of her fingers, fucking you through it as you progessively recover from your orgasm. You hear a quiet groan escape from her mouth as she pulls her fingers out of you, watching as your cunt pushes out your thick white release and let it drip its way down to the counter. You watch her do the same movement from before, licking another stripe up your pussy to collect the rest of your release onto her tongue.

Once you were clean, Abby removes each of your legs off of her shoulders and pulls herself away from your pussy, wiping whatever that was smeared on her face with the back of her hand.

Abby then picks herself up off the floor and stands in between your legs to fix up your costume. Once you were all good, she helps you get off of the counter and back on your feet.

You reach over to pick up your halo off of the ground, Abby also doing the same with her snapback. “Thank you again for that, Abby…This definitely made my night.” you tell her, biting your lip again to hide back your smile.

The blonde smiles at you in response. “Of course, angel, its no problem…” she takes a quick breath before continuing. “You know…you can spend the night at my place, if you’d like..” she offers to you, nervously rubbing the back of her head as she does so.

You smile back at her and nod, your eyes beaming at her blue ones. “I would love that, actually.”

Abby then turns the knob and opens the door, revealing the chaotic atmosphere of the party once again. “Come on, let’s get out of here.” she tells you, keeping her hand back around your waist and by her side.

From that point forward, it was safe to say that the rest of that night was anything but slow for the both of you.

- a/n: i’m so sorry if this looks rushed, i really wanted to have this out by today! @ anon if you’re out there i hope you enjoyed it 🙏🏻

happy halloween y’all, stay safe for me tonight 🤍

tags 🏷️: @ourautumn86 @abbyscherry @whore4abby @zombholic @catfern

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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do you think you can do the amazing digital circus with a reader who likes to sing a lot you don't have to but i think it would be neat

TADC cast x reader who likes singing!

I'm still on mobile rn my apolocheese <\3 my cramps are getting a little too wild today and sitting up at my computer hurts sm 😭😭

Hope you enjoy anon!

CAINE:

I feel like he would sing with you! Little duet! I can actually see caine having a pretty decent singing voice, imo, bro can project it and he has the confidence

Oooo if you want this to be romantic you guys sings love songs together.. SOBS.. I love

Obviously he calls you his muse

Again if this is romantic, you guys serenade to one another

POMNI:

Oh? You sing?

She doesnt know what to make of it, but I think she would enjoy hearing you every once in a while

Doesnt ask though, since I feel she would think she'd be intruding..

Now if you want to sing for her? I think she'd be flattered! A little awkward about it, but she wouldnt deny the offer !

RAGATHA:

I think she would be a singer too! She strikes me at the type to sing to herself while shes cooking or cleaning! Or at least, cooking before she got trapped in the digital world... but bubble cooked.. unless the food was popped into existence..

Ykw for fun purposes lets say you guys can cook food in the digital world, ragatha sings and I can definitely see you two having a little mini concert while working together!

Humming, too. She absolutely adores it when you hum while doing her hair

JAX:

I did a similar post earlier today ! You can find it here !

Bonus hc I just got flashes with the vision of him and y/n doing the "anything you can do I can do better" song thing

Miss that old trend, so much

KINGER:

Similar to caine I think he would sing with you too! Maybe I'm biased but I feel like he would have a pretty solid singing voice too!

Loves older romantic songs, but I also feel like he would like some songs by the amazing devil.. songs like battle cries, especially since I like to think he plays up the king thing for show + I hc he tends to exaggerate his stories to have more drama and flair, like grandfathers do when they're telling a story to their grandkids

Ponders

I hc that he hums to himself to try to keep calm, so I think you humming to him inside the pillow fort would work wonders for him

ZOOBLE:

Consider: you guys form a little punk band together

No?

Too out there?

Honestly I can see zooble being into music pre-digital world, dont know what instrument they'd play but I think if they ever made any music with you as the vocalist it would stir up some cloudy feelings; almost as if they're back at home

Sobs

No other ideas I'm just thinking about this now

GANGLE:

Very similar to pomni in terms of not wanting to ask you to sing for her due to feeling pushy or demanding or what have you

I feel like gangle does poetry sometimes, so if you wanna make her stuff into songs she would be absolutely honored

Though please ask before snagging her sheets ! Asking for permission is key!

Will likely never sing with you, especially if theres an audience, she would just freeze up and go quiet if you try to get her to join you

Shes content with getting lost in your voice

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #jax x reader #ragatha x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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muav99 · 8 months

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Shower sex drabble-

Unedited~

Boyfriend hyunjin x reader, PinV, rough shower sex, choking kink, degrading kink

You wait in bed late at night waiting for Hyunjin to make it back from practice.

Its been a long day for both of you

You sit slumped over staring at your bright computer screen, you notice its 12:45am. well….he’s later then usual.

You close out your college homework tab exhausted. Deciding to destress you click on Youtube

First recommended to you is Hyunjin’s play with fire video.

Well that’s just convenient isn’t it…

You click on the video eager to watch, this one never gets old.

The way he moves, the way he rocks and sways

You feel your cheeks burning and butterflies in your stomach. He really knows how to affect you. And he’s not even there.

The video has you in a trance, your eyes glued to the screen, your thighs pressed together now a little too eager for him to return home.

You reach slowly under your pillow for your vibrator and…..

“Hello my love” his signature smile greeting you at the door

He opens it fully and places his bags down, clearly exhausted

You slowly retreat your hand and close your laptop in a hurry

He collapses into the bed next to you

Now look up at you he sighs in relief

“Long day?” You ask

“Long day” he replies

“Im sorry baby” you stroke his arms and trace circles on his exposed skin

He closes his eyes content

“What were you watching?” He asks still eyes closed

You gulp a little nervous now. But you shouldn’t be. Right?

“Just you my love” you answer sweetly

“Oh i see, so you missed me?”

“More then you know” you reply, and he cocks his eyebrow and makes that silly face you love

“What?” You laugh

“Nothin” he says quietly

“Im going to take a shower, care to join?”

“Sure baby” cause why would you ever decline?

“You wanna make sure he relaxes tho. Don’t get any ideas y/n.” You mumble to yourself

“What?” He turns his head sitting up now

“Nothin”

He giggles and grabs your hand

“Come on”

The shower feels so nice on your skin, warm, inviting. Its just what you needed.

Starting to relax you breathe in and out taking in the moment

Hyunjin’s wetting his hair

What a sight to see. Gosh he’s so sexy. But nows not the time for that

He moves closer to you and grips your hips, his hands roaming your body

Maybe it is then…

“Hyun” you start

He shushes you and puts his finger on your lips and drags your lip down teasingly

Oh…..

Your cheeks get red and you begin to squirm a bit, flustered

“Its okay honey relax” he whispers into your ear

He grips your breasts massaging them in circles

You moan out lightly

“I wanna hear you” he says

He pulls your body against him completely and you feel his hard on

He grinds against you slowly, kissing down your neck making bites and sucking, leaving marks

“Please, can i just put it in baby” he whines against your skin grinding harder

“You wont have to do anything i’ll make you feel good”

You whimper and he reaches his hand down teasingly and starts to touch you

You sigh

“Yes hyunjin”

“That easy?” He chuckles

He lines himself up with you and slowly glides in

You both grip each other in pleasure

He unexpectedly pushes you against the wall

“Hyun wha….oh my god” You moan

He thrusts hard into you, your body pressed against the shower wall

Slapping noises, hot water and steam fill the room

He grips your hips for control and grinds into you speeding up

You’re both moaning and screaming

“You’re doing so gooood” he says into your ear

“Hyu…..hyun……hyunjinnn” you moan being rocked into the wall faster

He grips your neck and starts to lightly choke you

You’re seeing stars

His other hand reaches for your clit and begins rubbing circles into you

The pace speeds up if possible, he’s so rough

It almost hurts being shoved back and forth into the wall but you dont care

“Ohohhhhhh baby” he moans

You both are moving your hips desperately awaiting your high

“You little slut grinding into me”

“You like when I fuck you like this”

“You little whore watching me…..my whore”

The profanities that come out his mouth baffle you. But you wont lie it turns you on more

Screaming, you grab his hand touching your clit and desperately quicken the pace

You both grip each other tight reaching your high

“Cum for me” he whispers into your neck biting down on you lightly

“Oh hyun…..jin”

“More, more” he whines

The sex is feral at this point

“Cum for me”

“Yes”

You both cum and he takes his hand off your neck turning you around

He kisses your nose, your cheek, your forehead and brings you in close resting his forehead on yours

“I love you”

“I love you too” you reply

So sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoyed! 🫶

#smut #skz scenarios #skz fanfic #felix smut #skz smut #straykids smut #felix x reader #hyunjin #hyunjin smut #skz felix #hyunjin x reader

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jazzyblusnowflake · 2 months

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I wanted to talk about a topic that is interesting to me at the moment-

when me and my partner @/keebokuun bring up the subject about J x Tessa for murder drones- alot of people bring up the dynamics that may need to improve- to which we say yeah- we dont ship them in the context of the show. Tessa is still very much biased and treating drones as her slaves that dont have rights as her since shes a human. whether its cuz of her culture, her trauma or whatever else. but in the context of a human au where they all grew up together- yeah that doesnt exist, or at least we have room to improve. and people have been polite enough about this and sharing their opinions and im greatful of that. yall are really cool and gave me ideas to improve my stories on 👌

but then some OTHER people come and say "but Tessa was a minor in the FLASHBACKS- oh AND- was also their MOM"

😐

to which... i say.... um.... So.... Tessa is a mom? [to a bajillion of those maid and butler drones that were not working at the begining of ep5] AND a minor? AAAND she asked her- CHILD DRONE- to pretend to be a RIPPING ROYAL STUD for her to practice flirting or talking with.... to yknow... HAVE A HUMAN RELATIONSHIP WITH-? [cuz correct me if im wrong- girls dont go looking for "ripping royal studs" just to stare at them autistcally right? they wanna talk and do human communication stuff with them right??] and uh... IM the one whos saying weird stuff here? hELLO???

once again. me and keebo will personally remove ANY INAPPROPRIATE content we have online if the creators come up and say "oh yeah that character is a minor"- i promise you all that. we are not degenerates- but first of all- yeah the thing i just said about Tessa being at least a late teen in the flashbacks for the whole stud thing- and also- she had toys in her room- for CYN! as we saw her playing with them- and she was referred to as a "robo child" ? i mean go back and watch the EP again and really look at Tessa, J and N and SAY they are at an age to play with a rocking horse and barbie/ken dolls [damn cyn was making those two naked ken dolls smooch fr]- look at me in the eyes and say a girl that big is at any age to play with those things. NO?? also- if yall actually LOOK at tessa- she has a very pronounced body/ heigh/ chest size even/ etc in the flashbacks. thats not a design youd give a MINOR. and by that logic then N and V having crushes on eachother should be incest because oh damn Tessa is the minor/teen mom to ALL those erroring drones and N and V are siblings omggg 😱!

if anything by this logic Tessa's first choice of going to J to pretend to be a hot stud for her [which probably works in my favor btw lmao] is def concerning jesus.

companies nowadays make it a point to make all characters above the age of 18 as much as they could to avoid these sorts of issues- lest i remind you all again of the fact that every classmate of Uzi in episode 3 has their age above 18 on their missing posters. companies wouldnt include shots like that unless they WANT people to know they are in the clear.

also.... being in a relationship doesnt always translate to "they are having SEX"????? you can be a kid and still hold hands and have crushes and hug and kiss-

not every couple french kiss or suck eachother off oh my God.

anyway thankyou for coming to my Ted talk- im willing to hear anyones opinions on this below cuz im genuinely curious 🤔

#murder drones #snow rambles #tessa james elliot #serial designation j #serial designation v #serial designation n #uzi doorman #media literacy

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krashoutluv · 20 days

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comic!jason todd x m!indie rock singer/guitarist reader

cold weather - glass beach

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🪐⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ warnings ; sfw (none)

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🪐⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ contents ; hc’s totally not based off glass beach lyrics haha thats so cheesy whaat lololo…

I love the way you make me feel when I’m staring at my screen.

At 4AM, trying not to fall asleep

And you hit me up just to see if I’m OK

JASON TODD CODED SOOO BAAADD

literally how the crushes form for both sides

jason has like an inner psyche where he just fuckin knows when youre awake

if you ask him he’ll probably say something stupid like ‘i can hear your (guitar)/(voice)’ and he’s nowhere around you

and his heart throbs whenever you two stay texting for waayy tooooo loonggg, starts cheesing and shit

NEERRRDD

average jason todd text

When I keep you up sending Mamegoma Lines

You know it's shit like that that makes me wanna be alive

JASON TODD CODED LINE. CANON CANON.

he responds through his helmet while he’s kicking ass

it gets so common to a point where he ends up having a full blown convo w/ you using those stupid fuckin stickers

bug him late at night !!

he’ll tell you to gts but he’d be lying if he says it doesn’t make his heart melt when u send him these little fucks.

So I'll call in sick again just to spend the day with you

100% he’ll call a day off to hang with you

whether its showing up to your show then hitting a bar, 100%,

i need jason todd in a relationship where he just drops everything for his s/o,

fuck the mission!! he wants to listen to those fucking vocals for an hour or you shredding ur guitar!!

he’s fucking around in an arcade with you till 11pm

hes a little ass at mario kart, better with motorcycle games,

BRING HIM TO ANY SHOOTER ONES WHERE U HOLD THE GUN AND UR GETTING WAAAASHHHEDD.

he has the most fun with the halo ones or the walking dead ones

weirdly good at the multiplayer pacman games

AMAZING AT GALAXIA ILL DIE ON THIS HILLL

Wanna say I think it's so gay that we really both feel the same way

That I feel like we're more than just friends

It took too long to realize

I didn't miss the cold weather, I just missed you

Jason was never homophobic and or totally against the idea of him being gay

i dont think he was ever in a gay relationship b4 you two

bc most of the vigilante guys he met were trying to fight him or absolute dick heads,

n’ most of the male figures in his life weren’t the absolute best.

so there wasn’t tooo much room for crushing on a guy too easily

if you’d ask him abt his sexuality its smthn like ‘i think im straight but i dunno what if im not.’

heres how i think it starts ;)

you’re preforming at a bar, n’ ofc jason todd can admit when a guys cute/attractive, any guy could do that

and maybe its ur guitar or your vocals but he cant stop watching (he convinces himself its your talent which is reasonably not gay)

maybe one coincidence leads to another and you two chat and go out at times, he pulls up to your shows more.

and the whole time he thinks he’s just acknowledging that your a very attractive person,

notthin crazy to admit ya homie has mad kisssble lips after starin at them for a sec too long. lol. haha. hm.

and i think the thought really hits him when he’s out of gotham for a mission. and he’s craving your presence

he texts you but you dont respond, fuck right you have a show and the timezone difference—

n he gets fuckin, ANTSY and SAD.

he tries to smoke a cig to fuck off

but he cant stop thinking about that one night where he brings you to his favorite rooftop view of the city,

how those sly stupid jokes slip from your mouth like honey,

the way you glance at him and the moonlight on your skin

how he got that random need to just lean into your lips

and— (GAY REALIZATION PANICC) <- link

'Cause I don't need the cold weather like I need you

And I don't need the sweater weather I just need you

Na na na na na na na

Fuck! Hahahaha

hes unlabeled your honor.

#im not gay you are!#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x you #jason todd x m!reader #red hood x m!reader #jason todd x male reader #red hood x male reader #jason todd headcanons #red hood headcanons #krashoutluv

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littlxpxtal · 27 days

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Midnight Rain

TYRANTS || STORY MASTERLIST PAIRING: rafe cameron x fem!reader WARNINGS: MDNI 18+ Content, swearing, sexual content, drug and alcohol use, violence WORD COUNT: 3.9K

I broke his heart because he was nice

He was sunshine I was midnight rain

May

The sunlight flashing through the blinds wakes me from my sleep, a headache immediately pounding through my temples.

I reach for my water bottle which is usually full, in preparation for mornings like these, and realize the nightstand I touch isn’t mine. I jump and realize I’m not in my own bed. I’m in JJ Maybank's bed. A few more seconds pass before I realize I’m not wearing any clothes.

“Fuck” I whisper, glancing over to see JJ laying on his stomach, face squished into his pillows.

I slide out of bed and gather all of my belongings, slipping on my shorts and top from the night before, scrambling around the bed looking for my phone.

“Where ya goin” he asks me, still half asleep.

“I-I gotta go to work,” I whisper back before rushing out of his bedroom door, flying out of his house before realizing I didn't have any underwear on. Well, that’s fucking embarrassing.

I check my phone, realizing it's on 4%, and decide to make a desperate call to my cousin Kiara. The phone rings twice before she picks it up.

“Kie, you’re never going to believe where I woke up this morning.” I say exasperated.

“Y/N, you’re never going to believe where I woke up this morning,” she whispers into the phone.

I stop in my tracks. Before I can form a response a flash of last night's events starts coming to light.

“Easssssssssssy on the liquor there doll, gon get too fucked before the sun even goes down” JJ shouts at me from behind the bar set up on the Pogue’s side of the beach. “Shut up Jay” I respond before finishing the clear liquor from my cup and placing it on the bar. “Refill please” I say, batting my eyelashes at him. “Why don’t you go to the Kook side and get them to refill your cup, ‘ve already filled it up enough tonight.” he scolded, pouring himself a cup of dark liquor with a splash of coke. “Whatever” I retort before spinning on my heels to join our friends by the water.

“Okay but why does JJ look kinda hot as a bartender” Kiara jokes with me and Sarah. “In his dreams” I chuckle and step into the water. “Thank god school is over” Sarah sighs and wraps her arm around my shoulders. I grab her wrist with my hand and look out at the sunset. “God I know, I barely made it through exams.” The sweet moment was interrupted by a splash of water hitting the sides of my legs, John B being the culprit. “Damn, stealing my girl already, Y/N?” he mused. “She was mine first.” I declare before splashing water back at him with my foot. Pope rushes behind the four of us, two beers in hand, his shirt already off. “Kooks have landed” I turn my head towards the other side of the beach to see them setting up a large DJ booth, pong tables, and 10 kegs. “They went all out again this year” I joke. “Don’t act like you dont wanna join em” JJ teases, finally joining the group by the water. I splash water at him this time, wobbling a little, feeling a bit tipsy from the 3 drinks I’ve already had. “Shouldn’t you be handling the bar Maybank?” I remark at him, quirking an eyebrow up at the messy blonde. “Pogue’s can handle themselves. Its them kooks ‘m worried about. Plus I missed you guys. Over here having tons of fun and shit without me” He playfully pushes Sarah’s arms off of my shoulders and replaces it with his. “C’mon let's go get you that refill.”

“Recap at Luna Cafe. Meet me in 10. And bring a phone charger.” I respond, ending the call and starting heading into town.

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I arrive at the Cafe to see Kiara already there.

“Hey Kie,” she leans in to hug me and I sit down, both of us silent for a moment, waiting for the first one to spill.

“I slept with JJ” I say, finally breaking the ice.

She chokes on the ice water she ordered and stares at me, bewildered.

“You did what?” she whispers, her voice hoarse from the party.

“I-I dunno how it happened I just woke up in his fucking bed, no clothes on or anything! Trust me I’m just as shocked as you are.”

“Well you guys were flirting pretty hardcore last night…” she trails off, avoiding eye contact.

“No we weren’t! We were talking to each other the same way we always have.” I respond defensively.

“Ya, and it reeks of sexual tension.”

My jaw drops in response.

“Did you bring a charger?” I ask, not wanting to continue the conversation without grounding myself with reality. She reaches down into her bag and pulls it out.

“‘M gonna call Sarah” she says.

“Great, I’m getting us drinks, want your regular?”

“Yes please” she says before putting the phone to her ear.

I walk up to the counter, ordering 3 iced lattes with Oat Milk and vanilla syrup and two ice waters.

While waiting for the drinks, another flash back forms.

The bass pounds from the other side of the beach while the group sit on logs surrounding the bonfire Pope had put together. “Kinda sounds like fun…” Pope sighs, looking longingly at the Kooks side of the summer break bash. “Lets go, just for a few songs, then we can come back and sulk” I say, standing up and brushing the sand off the back of my legs. “‘’fcourse you wanna go, those are your people” JJ snorts, taking a sip from his red cup. “And ‘m slummin it over here with you Maybank,” I slur back, making my way around the bonfire trying to gather the rest of the group. “C’mon it’ll be fun guys please. OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONGGGGGGGGGGG” I cheer, hearing Doses & Mimosas in the background. Sarah and Kiara stand, with John B and Pope following suit. I grab the girls hands and skip along to the Kook side, singing along “MAKES TIME GO SLOW SLOW SLOWWWWW” The boys trail behind us, JJ begrudgingly joining after filling his cup up again. I lead the group through the crowd of people, entering the center of the circle, forming a small circle with our friends. An unopened beer is passed to me by a cute Kook and I smile back at him before cracking it open. “DOSES AND MIMOSAS. CHAMPAGE AND COCAINE HELP TO GET ME THROUGH” the crowd cheers. “I know youre having fun Jay” I whisper in his ear after seeing him bop his head to the beat. “Yea yea, only cus you’re here” he slurs back wrapping his arms around me, finding my back now against his chest, moving our bodies along to the song playing on the speaker.

“Three lattes and two waters” the barista calls out, interrupting my thoughts.

Kiara stands to help me bring the drinks back to the table.

“Okay, so where did you wake up this morning.” I inquire, taking a large gulp from the ice water.

“Pope’s bed.”

It was now my turn to choke on water.

“No fucking way Kie.” I respond, reaching out to grab her hand. “Be so fucking for real with me right now tell me you didn’t fuck him.”

She looks down with a grimace on her face.

“I wish I was lying”

“Lying about what?” a soft voice comes from behind us. I turn around to see Sarah, who is also still in her clothes from the night before, with large sunglasses and one of John B’s caps on her head.

“Sarah. What do you remember about last night?” she laughs and lowers her sunglasses down, eyeing the both of us before sitting down.

“What do you want to remember.” she smirks. “Is one of these for me? It better be if you two drug me out of bed to meet this early.”

“Yea this one.” I push the latte and water to her. “Tell us everything.” she takes a sip of the latte and pushes her sunglasses back up.

“Well you have to tell me what you could be lying about.”

“I slept with Pope.” Kiara whispers. Sarah, questionably has no reaction. She turns to look at me, and I freeze. “I….. I slept with JJ”

She lets out a loud laugh, which makes Kiara and I look at each other, puzzled looks spread across our faces.

“What’s so fucking funny Sarah” Kiara asks, crossing her arms.

“Cus I already knew.” she states before taking another sip.

I stare, jaw open again, adjusting my chair to face hers.

“Okay tell us everything right now.” I demand.

“Chill, Y/N. If I tell you guys, you have to give me the detailsssss” she jokes.

“I don’t even remember going home with him there’s no details!” I shout, realizing my voice was too loud for the little cafe, I lower it back down. “Just tell us” I hiss back at her.

“Okay, okay. After we finally made it to the Kooks side of the bash, we mainly stayed in our circle. I don’t know if you guys noticed but guys were passing us drinks like crazy, it was like they wanted us to get wasted. Scummy if you ask me.”

Kiara scoffs and puts her head into her hands.

“I don’t remember how many of those shitty beers I had.” she sighs.

“John B cut me off when he noticed I couldn’t stand up straight” Sarah responds softly before continuing her recap.

“So we’re pretty wasted or whatever and the DJ was playing bangers, had the crowd really going. And Y/N, not sure if you remember, but you and JJ were dancing the whole night away. You were grinding on that boy so hard” Kiara lets out a laugh

“Okay wait I remember that and he was so into it he was like” Kiara recounts, making a face with an O shape, leaning her head back doing her best JJ impression.

“Okay yea yea I remember dancing on him.” you brush off. “What about Kie and Pope how did that happen.”

“Well you and Pope weren’t grinding as hard as Y/N and JJ but he was definitely sweeping you off your feet with his dance moves. We all also did a few kegs stands, played a few rounds of pong.” she trails off and I stare at her.

“I don’t remember doing a fucking keg stand who let me DO THAT” you exclaim before face palming.

“You were honestly one of the best of us I have to say, you were up there for 10 whole seconds. I couldn’t even get off my feet.” Sarah snorts.

“Oh my god.” I sigh, drinking more water, feeling my headache worsening.

“And then Kie and Pope disappeared out of the party, claiming you left your purse at the bonfire or whatever and we didn’t see you two for the rest of the night.” Sarah states.

Kiara looks up at the two of us and starts laughing. “Okay I kinda remember that but I don’t know how he convinced me to go back to his place.”

“He was shirtless and showing off his moves!” Sarah replies. Kie shakes her head and places it back down into her hands.

“As for you and JJ, we watched you two go back to the dance floor, dancing and making out disgustingly, so bad Rafe even had to say something.”

My jaw drops for the third time. A flashback of this happening slams into my head.

JJ’s tongue is down my throat, his hands feverishly moving up and down my torso as I dance my body against his, feeling the liquor and heat vibrating off of our bodies. As I move my hands up through his hair, I feel a rough arm grab mine and pull him away from him. I look up to see Rafe Cameron, Sarah’s big brother darting his blown pupils down at me. “No Pogue on Pogue mackin on my side of the fucking island” he snarls, his arm still tightly gripping mine. I snatch my arm away from him and push my body up against his, tilting my head all the way back to reach eye contact. “Don’t fucking touch me Cameron.” I spit back out back at him. I realized without him or JJs arms around me, I could barely stand. I start to wobble a bit and JJ catches me. “Get her out of here Pogue. Make sure if she yaks it’s on your side.” he shouts in JJs face before disappearing back into the crowd. JJ brings me up to the bar, requesting a cup of water. He places it in my hand, holding me up while giggling. “Love pissin that guy off” he chuckles. I laugh back. “He gets worse every year.” I joke. The cold water making my brian feel less fuzzy. “Wanna get out of here?” he asks me. I shrug and look out to the crowd, realizing I don’t recoginize anyone. “Sure, where d’ya wanna go?” I ask. “My place?” he asks with a smirk on his face.

“Fuck” I let out, realizing I had been holding my breath while recounting the scene from the night before.

“Well… how was the sex?” Sarah asks with a grin smeared across her face.

“It was actually pretty good.” Kiara finally speaks.

“Wait you remember?”

“Yea.” she stiffles out a laugh. “And it was actually pretty fucking great.”

“Thats my girl!” Sarah lets out a cheer and slaps her hand on Kie’s shoulder.

“I’m trying to remember what happened, but all I can remember was making out on his bed then poof. Black.” I tell the girls. I try my hardest to remember any details, especially if we used protection. This wasn’t my first drunk hook up, but with JJ it was new territory. This could ruin our friendship. Would he be hurt if I can’t remember the night we spent together?

“Maybe you should talk to him about it. I was thinking of having a chill night tonight at my place,”

“Yea, yea I’ll just talk to him then. For now I just need to rot in bed.” I sigh, grabbing my purse and standing up. “Thanks ladies. I’ll see y’all later?”

“My place at 6!” Sarah shouts at me as I leave the cafe.

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I kick my bikestand down and grab my tote bag off of the handle, walking up the driveway to Tanneyhill. I hear voices in the backyard and circle around the house. Everyone has already arrived and is sitting on the patio around the fire pit.

“Hey” I finally speak.

“Heyyyyyy Y/N!” Pope cheers, standing up to greet me with a hug. “How ya feelin?”

I smile sheepishly in return and shake my head.

“Well my handover is finally gone but the hangxiety still lingers.”

A chuckle from JJ emerges and he smirks at John B who winks at him. I feel a pit in my stomach knowing that last nights events were more than likely discussed before I arrived.

I sit down next inbetween Kiara and Pope and sling off my jacket, scooting closer to the fire.

A few moments of awkward silence passes before the boys start cracking jokes about some guys who were obnoxiously drunk at the party, and how John B had to pull Sarah away from one who almost yakked on her. I fumble around with my water bottle, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Feeling embarrassed and frazzled, I ask Sarah if I can use her bathroom.

“Yea, back doors unlocked! Feel free to use mine upstairs.”

I walk up the patio steps to the door and bask in the silence of the house. Letting a deep breath out, I start for the stairs, before I see a figure walk by the banister.

“What’re you doin comin up here?” They ask from the darkness.

“Just usin Sarah’s bathroom” I respond, immediately recognizing the voice as Rafe Cameron.

“There’s a guest bath unoccupied downstairs.” he grunts before moving forward to the light at the top of the stairs. I reach the last step, craning my neck up to make eye contact with him. His eyes are bloodshot, his hair a mess and he’s wearing a pair of sweatpants and white t-shirt. I had never seen him in casual clothing before, it was slightly shocking.

“She told me to use hers so I’m using hers.” I stated simply, pushing past him.

Before I could fully slide past him, his hand grips my arm.

“The fuck are you doin messin round with that pouge? Hm?” he questions. I rip my arm from his grip and turn to face him again.

“I’m not, not that it’s any of your business. He’s just a friend.” I shrug and stare at him hardly.

“Didn’t look like just friends to me. Y’all were practically fucking on the dancefloor. ‘N I saw you leave with him.” He stepped closer, making me have to crane my neck even farther to keep eye contact. I felt myself tremble at our proximity.

“We were drunk it was nothing.” I mumble.

“Didn’t look like nothin” he respond, keeping eye contact.

“Like I said, not any of your business. What’re you, keeping tabs on me?” I retorted, turning my body to go to Sarah’s room.

“You need to stop messin around with them, you’re not one of them.” he shouts down the hall at me. I flick my middle finger back at him before entering Sarah’s room. I sit down on her bed, my brain fuzzy from the interaction I just had, and the dehydration from the night before. I check my phone to see a text from Pope.

You should talk to JJ about last night …..

“Jesus Christ” I whisper. I click my phone off and go to her bathroom.

When I exit her room, Rafe is nowhere to be seen. I tip toe down the stairs and see JJ sitting on their living room couch, waiting for me.

“Hey Jay” I say, feeling my tremble return. Fuck I really didn’t wanna have this conversation right now.

“Hey. Can we talk about last night… and this morning?”

I purse my lips together and nod my head before sitting on the couch across from him.

“Look, last night was amazing, and I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long. I’m sorry it had to happen while we were drunk, I wanted it to happen under different circumstances but -”

I interrupt him before her can say anything further. “JJ, last night was all a blur and I-”

He stands up and moves over to my couch, sitting right next to me, grabbing my hands in his.

“I like you, Y/N. And last night was probably one of the best nights of my entire stupid life.”

I sigh, releasing my hands from his grip and cup his face. “Jay, I’m sorry, but I don’t feel the same way. I really enjoy you as a friend and I don’t want that to change. I really don’t want a relationship or anything and I’m sorry I played into that.”

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked down.

“You don’t like me?” he whispers.

“JJ, I like you as a friend, but no not romantically. I’m sorry that I led you on.”

He stood up and started to pace around the room, taking his hat off to run his fingers through his hair. “I feel like a fuckin idiot dude what.” he says exasperated. I stand up and place my hands on his arm to try and get him to stop.

“Dont-dont touch me.” he growls. Turning his back and placing his cap back on his head.

“JJ I’m sorry.” I sigh, sitting back down on the couch.

“Yea, Yea I get it. ‘M not mad at you, I’m mad at myself for thinking you would wanna get with a pogue like me.” he grunts. Sitting back on the couch, farther from me this time.

“Jay …. Don’t say that. It’s not because of where you’re from. I just don’t feel the same way. ‘Nd ‘m sorry I had sex with you, I wouldn’t have if I knew you wanted something more romantic.”

He lets out a stiff laugh.

“We didn’t fuck.”

“Wha- what?” I ask, turning my body towards him, raising my eyebrows.

“Yea, we were both way too drunk so we just went to sleep.” he says, finally making eye contact.

“Well then why was I naked?” I quiz, not fully believing him.

“Well I didn’t say we didn’ try.” he chuckles, looking out across the room, probably remembering the sight of me naked in his bed. My body cringes at the thought.

“It just wasn’t working so we gave up and you passed out before putting your clothes back on.”

I stare at the floor, I could feel my face turning red. “Well why didn’t you put my clothes back on?” I ask.

“Cus I wasnt gonna try and clothe your limp body, kinda weird. So I just laid my blanket over you and slept on top of it.” he responds before standing. I look up at him, wide eyed, trying to pull that memory from my brain, but nothing is surfacing.

“Look it won’t happen again. Sorry I assumed.” he says flatly.

I stand to meet him, guilt rising in my body for leading him on all night. “Jay, I don’t want this to ruin our friendship. I still want you in my life and I don’t want this to tarnish it.” I whisper, fumbling with my fingers and staring at the ground.

“It won’t. We can forget it happened. and … here’s your underwear” he pulls them out of his pockets sheepishly, handing them to me and pushes his fist playfully into my shoulder. “‘M gonna go back out. You comin?” he asks, walking towards the backdoor.

“In a sec, I think I left my phone in the bathroom.” I respond, before heading towards the staircase. I wanted to escape to Sarah’s bedroom and hide until this sick feeling left my body.

I made it about 3 steps up before Rafe appeared on the top step yet again.

He’s changed into a regular outfit, clearly going out.

“Well that was pathetic.” he chuckles before stepping a few steps down.

“Fuck off” I mumble. Squeezing my underwear in my hand trying to hide it from his eyesight.

“Glad to hear he couldn’t even pull through. What a poser” he says slyly before reaching the same step as mine.

I stiff out a laugh, looking up in to his eyes.

“You’re such a dick”

He leans down to my ear, brushing his hand against my arm, the same one he grabbed me with earlier. I feel goosebumps raise across my body, his breathe against my ear is warm and smells of hard liquor.

“You’re too sweet to let a pogue like that ruin you” I gulp and stand still, He lingers there for a few more seconds before moving his face to meet mine.

“Like you would be any better.” I respond, not thinking of the consequences that comment would create.

“Wouldn’t you like to find out.” he smirks. His eyes flicker down to eye the fistfull of underwear I’m holding, before standing up straight and walking to the front door.

“See ya later Y/N” He calls out, before exiting. I stand there, shellshocked at his words, the knot in my stomach twisting, leaving a foul taste in my mouth.

“Y/N you alright in there?” I hear Sarah call out form the backdoor.

“‘M coming.” I respond, shoving my underwear into my pockets before heading down the stairs and meeting her at the door.

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felixsramen · 10 months

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When i saw the part where y/n said that she was an introvert and loves reading i was in tears really i wanna thank this person that she reqested that!

So i wanna ask if you could do maybe a oneshot where y/n has a really down day couldnt sleep and when it was morning she was out for groceries and the members were at work and when they came home they saw y/n lying on the couch sleeping but with a book in their hand and the members realize how much y/n was struggling lately and they do something to help her getting better maybe? If thats okay for you i mean you dont habe to but i would really love that

I really liked this ask. Im sorry it's a little short though.

It was probably about 4am now. You were awake on the giant bed that your boyfriends had decided to buy so you all could sleep together. You were currently in-between Changbin and I.N. It was raining at this point and the rain matched your mood. You couldn't sleep after being stressed from work and getting that promotion that had you working later. Instead you climb out of the bed and make your way to the living room.

It hadn't been even a week of getting that promotion. You go to the blinds and open them all the way. You watch as another flash of lightning brightened the sky. You couldn't help but sit on the couch by the window looking out it.

The rain splattered across the sky and you watch as the leaves and tiny branches from the tree in the front yard come down. You couldn't help but cry. You had been yelled at yesterday by your boss for the stack of papers that she had gave you earlier in the week, when she had given you the promotion, hadn't all been filled out by yesterday.

Luckily she didn't force you to do another day of work and told you she expected it done when you returned. It didn't make you feel any better though knowing this was just the first week. It didn't help that your boyfriends were busy working and getting ready for their comeback. So they were staying late practicing and would come home tired and just ready to eat and rest. It didn't bother you much but you were starting to miss spending time with them.

You were sobbing at this point as the droplets hit your window covering it up. Eventually the tears dried and so did the rain but the clouds were still grey. You had stayed up all night and into the morning.

You hear the door open. The light turns on and you see Seungmin who has bed hair. He yawns and stretches. "What are you doing in here this early?" He asks you in his morning voice.

"Couldn't sleep." You tell him and he makes his way to the couch. He goes up to you and climbs onto the couch cuddling into you. Your hand goes to his hair and he sighs.

"They'll be getting up in a few minutes. I have to get ready for work too." He says yawning again. Your nails go into his hair and scratch his scalp and he sighs with content.

He slowly pulls away from you reluctantly. He goes into the room again probably to get the rest of the boys up. Within 30 minutes the house is full with your 8 boyfriends.

"Fucking hell. It's too early for this." Jisung whines onto Hyunjin who is half asleep but ready to go on the other couch.

Your other 6 boyfriends make their way to the living room. "I really don't want to go. Sometimes I wish I had decided to do literally anything else that doesn't involve me waking up at the ass crack of dawn." Minho grumbles as he grabs the keys.

Chan nods eyes heavy as he takes a sip of his coffee. "I'm so tired." Jisung whines again.

"Lets go. They said they'd let us leave work early and then we'll have a couple days off after." Chan says taking another sip of the coffee he made.

The boys file out of the house waving at you and telling you they love you. Changbin sighs. "We'll be back around 1." He says bag on his shoulder.

"I'd appreciate it if you went shopping today. I left money on the nightstand." Minho says yawning and you nod your head.

"I love you." He says and you return it. He sighs as he closes the door behind him. You let out your own sigh.

You weren't feeling much better. You instead went on your phone scrolling through for the next few hours before you decide to go to the grocery store.

You don't feel good about yourself so you throw on a pair of sweatpants and one of Felixs hoodie, opting on going for a more lazy look. Who cared anyways? It was just the grocery store. You grab the money that sat on the nightstand and you put it in your wallet and grab your purse shoving it inside.

It didn't take you long getting in the car and going to the store. Luckily Minho had made a list of things that you needed to get. You were quick to find them knowing you couldn't stand being out in public at the moment. You checked the list once again making sure you had gotten everything.

Your phone buzzes. "Also me and Bin need protein shakes for working out. Love you and thank you!" A message from Chan reads. You try your best not to make a face at the mention of the protein shakes Chan and Changbin would chug. You sigh but go towards that aisle.

You quickly grab it and check out. You were glad the house wasn't too far. You got home and put the groceries up quickly and it was around noon. You wondered if the boys kept your book out that you had currently been reading or if Minho had put it up with the rest of your books.

You go to the drawer occupying the room and open it finding your book. Luckily the bookmark was in it still. Jisung had a habit of picking your book up wrong and the bookmark falling out of it. You grab the book shutting the drawer. You make your way to the hall closet grabbing an extra blanket from there and making your place on the couch.

You had gotten halfway through the book before your eyes started getting heavy. Not being able to sleep last night must've taken a toll on you because before long your eyes give up on you.

The boys pull up to the house getting out. "Why did we have to be there so long today? I thought we were getting out at 3." He complains as he grabs his bag.

"We would've left around 1 if you spent more time practicing than complaining about doing it." Hyunjin says glaring at his boyfriend.

"It was hard and we were there all dayyyy." Jisung says dragging out his last word.

Minho raises an eyebrow at his boyfriend. "You literally got it in like 20 minutes after you stopped complaining." He says as Chan grabs the keys from his pocket.

"So you're saying it's all my fault?" He says pouting.

"No it's not Ji. You weren't the only one complaining instead of practicing we all were." Changbin says as Chan unlocks the door letting them inside.

"Y/N!!!!" Jisung yells out for you ready to jump on you and smother you with love. Instead he sees you on the couch with a blanket and one of your books laying on you.

He comes up to you and the boys follow behind. Usually you'd be up doing stuff around the house to keep you busy while your boyfriends were gone on your off days.

"She's asleep." Jisung says to his boyfriends.

"We can see that Ji." Hyunjin says to him. Jisung glares at his boyfriend.

"You know what I meant." Jisung says looking back at you.

"I don't think she slept at all last night." Seungmin says speaking up to his boyfriends. They look at him confused.

He sighs. "I got up before you guys and I didn't see her so of course I went looking for her. I saw her looking out the window on the couch. So I went up to her and asked what she was doing up so early. She told me she couldn't sleep." Seungmin says to his boyfriends and they look at you concerned.

"I woke up at one point and noticed she wasn't in bed but I didn't think much of it at the time. I was too tired." Felix says to his boyfriends.

"How long has she been like this?" Changbin asks no one in particular.

"I think we should be concerned Chan." I.N. says and he nods.

"I don't think any of us realized how much she's going through especially with the new promotion." Minho says sighing.

Chan nods once again. Minho grabs the book and places the book mark in it. He sighs watching you.

"Should we wake her?" Hyunjin asks his boyfriends. Chan shakes his head.

"Not yet." Minho says agreeing with Chan.

"We should at least take her to the room." Felix says and they nod. Changbin scoops you up into his arms careful to not wake you up taking you in the room and laying you down.

Jisung and I.N. climb in bed too pressing their bodies against you. You cuddle into I.N.s chest who stays still. "Since we have the next few days off I think we should come up with days we each try and spend with her." Chan says and the boys agree.

"Me, Hyunjin, and Innie were going to go to the new little coffee shop tomorrow. We were planning on inviting her too." Seungmin says replying to his boyfriend.

"Okay good. For the next few days we're off let's all invite her to go with us wherever we go." Changbin says watching you.

You slowly open your eyes to being cuddled behind and in front of you. "Hey love. How'd you sleep?" Jisung asks from behind you.

"Better." You say sighing and rubbing your eyes. You try to sit up but I.N. and Jisung keep you in place.

"Did you sleep last night?" Changbin asks you concerned. They finally let you go so you can look at your other boyfriends. They all have concerned looks on their faces as you sigh.

"No." You say admitting it and Chan comes up beside I.N. and sits on the edge of the bed.

"Are you guys upset at me?" You ask them. You quickly get all 8 boys shaking their heads.

"Not at all we're just worried about you that's it." Minho tells you and you want to break into tears at their words.

You can't help but bite your lip to try and stop the tears. Chan sighs seeing you do that with a sad smile on his face. "What did I tell you about that?" He says hand coming to your face tugging your lip from your teeth.

That does it and you burst into tears. All of the boys quickly try and comfort you by hugging you. "It's okay love." You hear Seungmin say and that causes you to cry harder. "I missed you guys." You sob into their arms and they feel guilty about not being able to spend as much time with you.

When your tears finally stop the boys pull away but Felix doesn't. "You have to take care of yourself. Okay? No matter how much you miss us. You have to promise us that okay?" Felix says holding a pinky promise and you can't help but smile at the childish gesture. You take his pinky finger in yours too.

"I promise." You say and he kisses your hand.

"HUG PILE!!!" Jisung shouts and he throws himself on you followed by the rest of your boyfriends.

"You're squishing me!" You manage to say while laughing.

"Yeah. With our love." Hyunjin says making you laugh harder.

The boys pull away not before each kissing you on the lips. "We all love you no matter how busy we get. Remember that." Hyunjin says planting another kiss on your lips.

You were grateful to have all of your 8 boyfriends love for you and each other.

#poly skz #skz fluff #stray kids fluff

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lunar-writes-things · 1 year

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Song of the Sea

Pairing: Goodtimeswithscar x reader, Grian x Reader, Grian x Goodtimeswithscar

Summary: In which a kidnapping resulted in a relationship crashing in like a wave

Genre: Romance

Extra notes: FLUFF WITH AN EXTRA TRIPLE FLUFF ON THE SIDE

Content warnings (If any): None, just babies being sweeties.

WC: 3k

Future monarch of the Oceri, the grand kingdom that is in charge of most of the ocean.

It was an intimidating title for a humble mer-person such as yourself. Yet Your husband, Crown Prince Scar of Oceri, made it seem like the easiest thing in the world. It wasn't but as you began to learn from the current queen, you began to become accustomed to the way of the kingdom.

However, when you had a break, you and your husband love to head to the surface of the ocean to relax. With you, a Guard was usually brought for safety reason but the Guard was a good friend of yours.

"Cub!" You pleaded "Please?"

"I'm sorry Y/n," He said softly "But I'm obligated to keep you down here. There's a pirate ship overhead and I've received information that they may be hunting for mer-people. If I see you two leaving I'm going to lose my job."

"I'm sure a little bit of sun won't hurt. We'll stay under the water but we just want some sun." Scar spoke up, swimming up from behind "and its only if you see us leave."

"Plus you'll be able to watch over us once we beat you there," You said "Like always."

"If I see even a glimmer of your tails, I'm dragging you two back." Cub sighed and slumped forward while placing a hand over his eyes "You have a minute."

You and Scar giggled and swam up to just below the surface as you as fast as possibly could, holding hands the entire way. The rays of the sun warmed your skin and you sighed as you began to float in the rays of the sun in the calming presence of the sea. Scar came up from under you and held you tight, humming a random tune and pressing kisses into your cheek.

Despite all this love you two had for each other, it always felt like their was a missing piece. Like there should be someone else. However, You just brushed it off for always being in public and being mentally drained so you relaxed into your lovers arms and sighed happily.

That's when cub came up urgently

"Prince Scar, Y/n," Cub quickly swam up "I do suggest coming down quite a bit. The ship is really close now and I dont wanna risk anything."

"I think I have to agree on that," You muttered and look at the shadow that was coming closer and closer by the second

The men nodded and began to swim down, You took one last look at the warm upper water before turning to swim down to catch up with your husband and his best friend. As you almost reached Scar a thick net dropped in front of you and caught you and some other surface fish and it tugged you up

"Y/N!" Scar cried and swam up to grab you but missed your hand by an inch as you were pulled out of the waters and into the boat where the air burned your lungs as you cursed to Poseidon for getting you into this mess.

While you could turn into a human more suited for the air, that would leave you completely indecent and you had more sense of reason than your husband but it may-

your thought process stopped when you were unceremoniously dumped on the ship deck and gasps caught your attention

"We- WE CAUGHT ONE!" The crew cheered

"Now put a gag on it before it starts singing!" One crew member said "And put it in water! We don't need it drying out!"

The leader exclaimed and there was a flurry of movement that made you dizzy but soon you were gagged and were dumped in a way too small tank filled with sea water.

"Hello Little siren," A man walked up to the tank "Welcome to the Architechs. A pirate ship that builds and designs better than the kingdom."

You didn't answer. Something about him seemed... familiar. No matter what there was something else tugging at you about him. He was... pretty.

Yep

thats it

The captain of the ship was undeniably gorgeous. Nearly on par to your husband.

but there was something more than the simple physical attraction, you just had no idea what it was

"I'm the Captain of this here ship, My name is Grian. This here is my first mate, Mumbo and our Quartermater Iskall." The man, Grian introduced

Why did everything about him seem so familiar?

However, Down in the sea with Cub and Scar...

"I'm going to get them!" Scar said and swam up to the surface and grabbed onto the ship that was starting to speed up “Make sure My father knows we’re safe! I'll deal with the humans! After all, they can't be all be that bad.”

Unfortunately, Scar was unaware they could be that bad.

For now, he began climbing up the ship and once his tail was fully out of water, he made sure to switch into the human form only royal family members had.

He climbed up the ship and eventually made it over and onto the lower deck where no one was. He looked around, gaining his surrounding when he saw his partner tied and gagged in a small tank full of water.

However as he got closer he noticed the crew of the ship and that you were staring at someone with eyes that held curiosity, wonder and... something else

but when Scar took one step closer, he understood.

His attention was immediately drawn off you and to the man in front of you. A dirty blond with black eyes as dark as obsidian and most likely, the captain of the ship. Something about him made Scar want to grab him and You and drag you back down to the bottom of the ocean. A need to protect, to love, to claim.

Soon he caught your eyes. Scar saw you light up at the sight of him and you called to him in your native tounge.

'Scar!' You chirped 'Isn't he pretty!'

Scar nodded with a smile. Even after being kidnapped you were focused on something else.

Unfortunately, your call to him revealed his location and he had to move from out of the shadows.

When Scar did, most of the pirates covered their eyes at his indecency and Grian screeched something akin to 'put your clothes on!" while throwing his cape to the merman.

Grian had recognized this idiot of a man.

This was the crown prince of Oceri, Prince Scar.

But why was-

Grian felt his eyes widen and he turned to see the 'siren' his men had captured pressed up against the glass tryng to be as close to prince scar as possible.

but if Grian recognized scar them...

"Greeting to His highness, the crown Prince of the Sahara Kingdom. It is a pleasure to see you again Prince Grian." Scar said and Gave Grian a deep bow

Hearing the old title made Grian cringe but he held his face neutral as his crew gaped in shock. Then they began to shout and thats when Grian had enough.

"GET BACK TO WORK! Mumbo! Iskall! Bring our prisoner and the crown prince inside my office! And will someone please stop the ship!” Grian shouted and quickly turned to head back inside his office

Soon the four were in his office and the prisioner was wrapped in a red blanket and on two legs.

that means...

"You're Prince Scar's partner," Grian groaned and ran a hand down his face

"I am indeed," You say and give the prince in front of you a sweeping bow "I hold no ill will against you for this."

"I thank you for that," Grian said and slumped into the seat behind his desk, with Mumbo standing behind him on his right and Iskall on his left "But I cannot let you leave knowing that the crown prince of Sahara has run away to lead a gang of pirates. So, what will you like?"

You looked to your husband and he gave you a subtle nod.

"That is actually something me and my husband would like to talk about." You said "You see, Mer-people have this weird thing about knowing who is fated to us when first meeting. Think of it as a soulmate bond."

"And what does this have to do with me?" Grian asked while Mumbo and Iskall gave an exasperated look behind him

"Well, When I boarded the ship there was a tug. At first it was a simple attraction to your looks but then my husband boarded... That simple attraction became ten times stronger and that is when I realized We... are bonded. And I suspect that this was the work of my husband and his tiny child brain."

"Admittedly, Yes," Scar gave a grin and a nervous chuckle "See when we had first met as children Grian, I had imprinted on you accidentally. Then I met Y/n, I imprinted on them accidentally as well. I had no idea I would marry them and I had totally forgot about imprinting on you until just a few minutes ago."

"So?" Grian asked and raised an eyebrow "Its not like I will marry you two right away."

"oh goodness no!" You spoke up "Thats not what means. See because he had imprinted on both of us, My attraction to you int as strong but it is definitely still there. What we would like to do, if okay with you, is possibly... ah- how do humans say it... enter the talking stage and possibly date? Truthfully, if you are uncomfortable then we can drop this and we leave with no troubles."

Grian seemed to mull over it and as he did small mutters escaped his lips "They would hush up... connect the kingdoms even further..."

He then looked to Iskall and Mumbo who both shrugged before looking back to the group.

"No conditions?" Grian asked

"Two," Scar spoke up "One, No more Hunting for merpeople or sirens and Two, We would like if you stayed in a nearby fishing town. My partner and I can't go far from the kingdom or it will cause a panic."

"We could use a break," Mumbo spoke up softly "We've been at sea for years now without really ever stopping."

"But we-" Grian started

"I agree with Mumbo here," Iskall said ad watched as Grian slumped back in his seat "We could all use a break at sea. I havent felt real concrete for three years."

"Fine," Grian waved them off and Iskall and Mumbo both silently cheered behind Grian "You may court me and we will see how this ends. Where is this fishing town?"

You and Scar grinned widely and grabbed each others hands with joy

The next year and a half had your heart felt full.

The missing piece now found.

Grian was hesitant at first with the entire arrangement, That was understandable. You and Scar danced around him for months until he was comfortable enough to initiate hand holding and kisses. Grian fit perfectly between you and Scar, a perfect match for Scar's chaotic energy and your calm demeanor.

Now you were watching Scar and Grian bicker of what to make for movie night date Scar and you had planned on a hidden end of the each near the fishing town, sat on the shore letting the water splash at your legs as you smiled at your boys stupidity.

"We should make a filling meal!" Scar said

"Or we can get a bunch of snacks and fill up on those?" Grian asked a sly smile on his face

oh no-

That's when Grian pulled out his signature pout. Scar could never resist the look and neither could you. He must have learned that as a princeling.

With a defeated groan, Scar trudged over to the blanket and dropped down and rested his head on your lap.

"That's what you get for trying to fight with our pretty bird." You snicker and jolt when Scar lightly swats at your leg in mock anger

"Oh shush," Scar said but you felt his grin spread across your leg but his voice lowered as he started again "Are we-?"

"Yes, I would like to," You whispered back and leaned down to press kisses onto his scalp "But if he doesn't want to then I'm willing to wait. Anything for the two of you."

"What doing?" Grian asked as he sat down with the snack in his hands and spreading them amongst the three of you. There were normal human snacks but also the of the mer people snacks that you had introduced to him a while ago

"Talking," You answer quickly

You were slightly flustered that he caught you two talking about your plans, the entire reason for this date.

After a little over a year, Grian had warmed up to the two of you exponentially. You had learned that within the first few months of courting Grian had fallen for the two of you, especially as he had gotten to know you and scar.

Truthfully? You definitely felt the same if not more.

So last month, you had bought a ring and showed it to scar.

You could never describe the way he lit up when he saw it. He told you he had the same idea and was going to talk about it with you that night when Grian was fast asleep.

So You planned this.

and this was going very according to plan.

"About?" Grian asked and sat down between you two, nuzzling into your side with closed eyes and a sweet smile that took your breath away

You looked to your husband who gave you a singular nod and a thousand uninvited butterflies filled your stomach. Why were you so nervous now? Was it the idea of him rejecting the two of you?

Despite your frantic thoughts you blurted out "You."

That made Grian pay attention. His eyes snapped open and widened as his mouth gaped before he jolted upright and asked "Did I do something wrong?"

His voice was soft and there was a thickness to it that indicted tears from the man.

"Huh? Oh! Nononono!" You waved your hands frantically as your eyes widened in panic "Of course not our songbird!"

Grian let out a sigh of relief and slumped back into you, Meanwhile behind him, Scar moved to one knee and opened the small box with a pearl ring you had gotten from the town Jeweler

"Sorry to scare you Songbird," Scar rumbled "But we have a very important question to ask."

This piqued Grian's interest and he turned around before a sharp gasp came from him

"We don't wanna scar you off," You started softly and moved up behind him, gently turning his hed so he can catch a glimpse of you from the corner of his eye "and Whatever you say, we will respect your opinion. No matter what we will love and-"

"Y/n, Yes, I understand," Grian cut you off and then you noticed his eyes, filled with tears and adoration "Please ask the question?"

"Grian H. Dreamslayer, Will you marry us?" You and Scar asked at the same only to be dragged to tackle Scar

"Yes!" He grinned and pressed small kisses to your and Scar's face "I was gonna ask next week but I'm kind of glad you two beat me to it. I didn't want to feel like I'm rushing you two."

"Oh," You coo and caress his face "Songbird, We're practically soulmates. You could never rush us."

You pressed a sweet kiss to your fiances lips before turning to kiss your husband who kissed you back.

"Now, why don't we enjoy this movie and celebrate more at our home," Scar whispered and pressed a Kiss to Grian's lips

"Yeah," Grian said and curled up between the two of you with a content smile

That night held many kisses, snuggles and some light showing off on Grian's part but it made you happy.

So very happy.

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aj1dordinary · 6 months

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GRWM to participate in a life or death brawl!

platonic!Johnny Cage x platonic!gen-z!reader; neutral!Kenshi Takahashi x neutral!reader; platonic!Raiden x platonic!reader; platonic!Kung Lao x platonic!reader; platonic!Lui Kang x platonic!reader

@one-green-frog @whore-of-many-hot-men xox

thank you guys for showing love to my very first piece! i look forward to providing you with as much content that i can pump out! now that i’ve essentially finished the general background info, I’m gonna try to follow the storyline as closely as possible while also developing the lore for !reader. bear with me pls! don't know about any relationships taking place, but that may change. anyway, enjoy! xox

“hey guys! welcome back to my channel! as you all know, johnny and i decided to take a little vacation in between some of his big projects. that doesn’t mean that you miss out on all the action though so here’s a quick little get ready with me in this rehab facility he checked us into!” you poke your tongue out and shoot a peace sign to the camera before turning it around and showing the beautiful scenery of the monk academy.

“y/n! check this shit out!” johnny wails, he began showing his improved skills by throwing punches at a wooden dummy and with an uppercut, knocked the head a good 5 yards away.

you whistle and track the trajectory of the dummy head with your phone. you’d managed to ration out your battery life despite filming and posting an abundance of johnny’s new life of martial arts.

johnny runs over after to see the video for himself and as you play it back for him, he notices someone looking on with great disdain.

“kenshi, man! I’m telling you, if you wanna piece, all ya gotta do is ask.” he makes a show of it by flexing his arms and posing as if he was back on the red carpet.

kenshi rolls his eyes and lets out a puff of air, “i dont want anything you have to offer, john.” he crossed his arms and turns his attention toward the other guys that lui kang recruited to be the power rangers of earthrealm.

you learned that kung lao and raiden were their names. you had to stop johnny from getting himself cancelled as he tried to make references to Godzilla when the men clearly were not of that origin. but they were cool people, you’d have to make a mukbang with them one day for sure. you paused, realizing you were no better in terms of geography.

“oh really? not even sentō?” speaking of being an antagonistic asshole, johnny removed the sword from his back and waved it around, trying to perform swift and severe moves as a ninja would. he made it a goal to make the sounds as well.

you just stood at the ready, phone already recording and the sound picking up the popping of bubblegum in the background. a week in and you traded in your black flats and pantsuit for the same training attire that the guys were wearing. you were by no means throwing any punches, but you’d be damned if you didn’t match for aesthetic purposes.

kenshi stopped in his tracks, “oh i think you done did it now, johnny baby…” you twirl a curl of hair between your fingers, lowkey focused more on the rippling muscles and raging testosterone that put itself on display for you.

“now, now. if there is gonna be a brawl of any sorts, its going to be the one that decides who our champion of earthrealm will be.”

“ahhh, the all-knowing, all-powerful always has such perfect timing,” you coo. “what’s hopping kangaroo?”

“ah, i’ve been managing the behind the scenes of the competition. making sure all is in order for whomever our champion will be.” he smiles genuinely before bowing before you out of kindness. you would be rude to not return it.

“which is totally going to be me.” kung lao says affirmatively before throwing his makeshift razor-hat. it passes just over your head before getting imbedding in the side of a building.

“watch were you throw that thing! you kill my assistant, you replace her!” johnny pokes at his shoulder.

“nice to know that you value and care for her…” raiden chips in.

“word.” was all you said in agreement.

“right…” lui kang claps his hands together, looking over the lively bunch in front of him. part of you wonders if he was beginning to regret his choice in heroes.

“as I was saying, today is the day. whoever comes out victorious in the matches will be earthrealm’s champion and will go on to battle against outworld warriors to defend the title. we will start with johnny and kenshi.”

“y/n, watch me beat his ass real quick.”

“best 2 out of 3?” you say as you join lui kang on the sidelines. he simply nods.

“round 1… fight!” you say before banging the gong.

“beat his ass, johnny! wooooo!” you jump and cheer from the sidelines.

“finish me johnny cage~” a robotic voice chimed from your phone. the sideline goes silent before you mutter a quick “oops” to check what the fuck just happened.

you’re accidentally livestreaming. the voice being someone who donated. well, gotta get paid someway. you turned the phone back on the action, watching as donors flooded the chat, saying how sexy johnny looked when he was fighting and the whole nine yards.

“chat thinks you’re so cool right now. don’t disappoint!”

and how could he? with a swift uppercut, kenshi called it quits for the first round while he regained his balance and strength.

“you’re not done yet johnathan carlton!” you call. he runs over as you take a gatorade bottle and squeeze the contents into his mouth and a little bit on your hands before smacking the shit out of him. “you get out there and you finish it!” he nods without a word before bumping your fist. when he turns to get back in the ring, you deliver a swift slap to his ass for encouragement.

“does that actually help?” raiden comments. he wouldn’t lie, he was tickled by the nonchalant relationship you and Johnny exhibited.

“nah. he just has a really nice ass.” you say, body language unwavering.

it definitely wasn’t helping. he was getting his shit handed to him this round. so much so, he tagged you in.

“whyyyyy am I here! i’m so quitting after this!” you scream as you block many of kenshi’s attacks. johnny, who claims he is just taking a breather, now acted as cameraman as he and the chat giggled at your attempts to evade kenshi.

lui kang had a smirk on his face as he watched the growing potential in you. Despite your obvious fear, you were evading kenshi’s offensive moves quite diligently. He eventually spoke with the goal to guide you.

“compose yourself, y/n. you’re bouncing all over the place, use that momentum for something else.”

you were desperately running out of air from running around the ring, but you couldn’t let up or else kenshi would deploy his frustrations about johnny on you (mmmmm). despite your fear, you heard lui kang’s voice and man, does this god have a voice of reason. you had to obey. so you placed your trust in it and stopped before quickly ducking.

In doing so, you felt a gust of wind fly over your head, surely a devastating blow from kenshi. you then turned and blindly threw a punch. surprisingly, you made contact, square in the middle of his chest. he gasped for air as the assault caused it all to exit his lungs and drop to his knees. he looked up at you with a fire burning in his eyes. you did not wait to continue and tagged johnny back in.

“now who’s the kangaroo?” lui kang smiled.

“you must think you’re so funny.” you respond, completely stale-faced.

johnny ended up losing the second round, before recovering and winning the final round. quickly though, he was thrust into battle with kung lao where he lost.

“a brawl between old pals,” you start. “how you feeling kung fu panda?” you put the camera directly up to his eyebrows on a 0.5x setting, getting an insane shot of his forehead.

“first, you’re no better than johnny,” you gasp. “second, i’m feeling really confident.” he finishes.

“and you ray ray?” you proceed to give him the same media coverage.

“i’ve been waiting for this day for a while.”

“oh he’s so gonna beat your ass”

and you should’ve bet money on it too as raiden came out victorious.

“so these outworlders, they hot? mutated? what exactly should we be expecting God-Almighty?” johnny asks but not without you delivering a swift elbow to his side for his crudeness.

“outworlders do have an enhanced strength compared to humans. some also have powers like me.” lui kang demonstrated with his possession of fire.

“so what’s raiden got that can go up against people like you.” kenshi spoke up, finally seeming over the bitterness of his loss earlier.

“i am always prepared. raiden, i bestow upon you the element of lightning. i ensure that it will aid you tenaciously. i am certain earthrealm will remain in good hands with you.” He hands the amulet over and raiden immediately demonstrated his new abilities by electrocuting the shit out of some training dummies.

“ok one, he just literally roasted the fuck outta y’all and two, can he charge my phone with this new ability.”

“can you be serious for one moment?” kenshi grumbled.

“oh im sorry, i thought someone who’s ass i kicked earlier had something to say?” you retort.

he was ready to respond again, but lui kang redirected the conversation.

“it is time. we must depart. outworld is expecting us.” he begins to move his hands in the same circular motion as before and another portal beings to open up.

“y/n! y/n! Look!” johnny points as if he was kid asking his parent capture his performance.

“i got it johnny, damn! it’s not like this isn’t my whole ass job.” you roll you eyes as you break your slowly dying phone out again. before entering the portal, lui kang turned to you,

“i trust that you won’t be getting yourself in trouble?” he raised an eyebrow, his playful demeanor replaced with a serious one.

“don’t worry kangaroo, i’ll be doing the PR work for both johnny and i. count on me to clean up any mess these boys make. it’s all in the job description.”

his face screwed up in thought before he nodded.

“Let us show these outworlders what we are made of.” he led first through the portal.

-end-

I will update as much as I can but just know I am a college student with other commitments. bear with me!

#mk1 2023 #johnny cage #kenshi takahashi #raiden #lui kang #kung lao #x reader #mk1 x reader #reader insert #shitpost #self insert #mortal kombat #platonic

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queerponcho · 3 months

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Vanilla and lemon | drabble

a/n: Well- I guess i am posting something for the first time🤌🏽 I have no idea how posting on Tumblr like this works so i welcome any Tips and tricks if you have any lmao.

summary: You’re a vampire and are, once again, visiting the museum. But this time you forgot your blood-packs and cant seem to be able to leave. What’ll you do? Starve?…or help yourself to a bite of your favourite tour-guide…

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT AFTER THE CUT OFF PLEASE- i am not responsible for what kinda content you consume on the internet but i don’t wanna get blocked or reported so pls be warned this work is NSFW.

Vampire!female!reader x Steven Grant

Warnings: no use of your/n, smut, p in v, persuation, dubious consent, slight blood-play?, fingering, handjob, no mention of Jake or marc (sorry>_<), making out, not beta read, biting, marking, blood, scars, sub/steven?, begging, if i missed anything pls dont hesitate to tell mee<33

wordcount: a bit over 3000

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You have been in the museum for about 5 hours now. it's a place you like to be at, since it's shaded from the sun and usually quite deserted. You could go about the place comfortably without feeling watched or potentially being found out when you would drink out of your pre-packed blood packs. You even bought an opaque straw to make sure no-one saw the dark red thick liquid. unfortunately you forgot the straw and more importantly the packs. You’ve been waiting for the sun to set which you usually wouldn't need to-do because London was a generally clouded area, but this evening was especially sunny and warm despite it being october. You even forgot your umbrella at home, which you use to shield yourself from the sun.

there's a reason for your abrupt and unplanned leaving. you’ve been coming to this particular museum and touring the same exhibit for one reason only. The cute tour-guide, Steven Grant. He was intelligent and confident during his tour but every time you caught his gaze he would blush and avert his eyes fast, like a shy animal. you loved it. Always wearing those funky oversized shirts and ties under that beige jacket, on the warmer days he’d fold up the sleeves of his shirt to expose those delicious veins on his forearms. Every Time you saw those you could feel your canines prodding into your bottom lip. It was even worse now that you had forgotten your blood-pack. You were burning for a drop of blood, craving it. The only thing holding you back was your usual distaste of drinking directly from humans. Sometimes they would be all sweaty and smell dirty, you had to get so close it would ruin your appetite and sometimes the smell of them would get stuck on you for hours after you fed on them, which you just couldn’t tolerate anymore. So a few centuries ago you decided to switch entirely to bloodpacks, which had felt like a really good decision.

With hunger came an impeccable sense of smell. You knew Steven smelled good but you didn’t know he smelled like this. Like warm vanilla and zesty lemon, homey and comfortable. You’d press your fangs into his neck and never let go if that meant you could have that smell on you forever. The fact that he looked so good would be a definite bonus. Surely he’d be okay with living in your home, it was a historical mansion. It sed to be a vacation house for some rich nobles, but you renovated and refurbished it a while ago and kept it updated to current fashion, it was a bit of a hobby to you. He would have a huge Collection of books to read which you know he'd love, since you’ve caught him on more than one occasion, reading a different book every lunch. Just like he was right now, sitting by the giftshop, eating his pickle, cheese sandwich and reading up on egyptology. He looked really focused and you wouldn’t want to disturb, but before you can turn and move far away from him, your feet are leading you toward him.

Your instincts probably taking control as you sit down next to him, overwhelmed by the calming aura around him. He looks up from the book and locks eyes with you and you hear his heartbeat quickening. The blood rushing through his veins and supplying him with adrenaline as he looks at you flushed and wide-eyed.

‘h-hello miss. Can I help you with somethin?’ his pretty british accent isn't lost on you and the way he can't tear his eyes away from you has you riding a high you haven’t felt in a few decades. ‘I’ve been coming to your tours for a while and I really enjoy them. You’re really good at what you do’ the last part, you say in a slightly lower and breathier voice-range than usual. Your hunger is really affecting you in ways you had completely forgotten. Before you knew you were spilling compliance and persuasion spells onto Steven. You never liked to use them, they only ever worked on people that already had a certain affinity with you anyway. Meaning they’d either like you or needed to find you attractive for these to work. If you wanted to force someone you’d have to use the mind numbing witch magic you learned a few years after your transformation. That one you’d only used once, in a very dire situation on a very very old woman. It wasn't good blood but it was enough to survive at the time.

You’re brought back to Steven when you feel him leaning on your shoulder. ‘I know you’ve been watching me- I like it. You’re a very beautiful and captivating woman.’ Steven said lazily and fully giving into your spells, letting all his thoughts tumble out of his mouth. ‘I especially love your skirts- no matter the length they always make me flustered and nervous. Make me feel like theres this itch I can't scratch.’ he talks breathily and you hear his heartbeat pick up again and his blood most-likely rushing towards his growing arousal. You quickly take his tie in your hand and tug him with you. He follows you like a little puppy as you walk into a supply closet together. You lock the door with your magic and darken the window. Steven sees you do that and his eyes bulge a little out of his skull. ‘I-I gotta get back to w-work-’ Steven backs into the corner and you stalk toward him like a predator would towards his prey. ‘Oh darling, no need to worry- I only need to borrow something, yeah? It’ll only hurt a little, I promise.’ you say as you reach out to him and start to unbutton his shirt to reveal his neck and chest to you. You take off his Jacket and he blushes intensely. As your canines start protruding out of your mouth Steven surges forward and messily kisses you, you’re caught off guard but immediately tug him closer to you.

He grabs at the nape of your neck and desperately kisses you, slashing his tongue into your mouth and licking your canines expertly. This only amplifies your hunger and you slam him into the wall behind him with unnatural strength. He whimpers and paws at your soft body pulling your hips closer to his. You part away from him to let him breathe, and start licking down to his throat nibbling his jawline and earlobe. Finally you get to his pulsepoint and inhale his scent urgently lapping against it. He moans and whimpers, writhing under your touch. ‘please- please’ he moans quietly, not entirely sure what he is begging for.

He savours the taste and craves more kissing you again, licking into your mouth and letting his flavour spread into his mouth. He takes off your bra as you unbuckle his pants. He throws the bra towards where your blouse and his shirt are and walks you backwards to a table covered with rags and cleaning supplies. He shoves everythign to the floor and lifts you onto it. You plop down on the table and make a show of arching your back for Steven. He growls and comes closer reaching under your particularly short skirt and cupps your pussy over your sheer tights. You mirror his action by reaching into his briefs and wrapping your hand around his already leaking cock.

He stares at you awestruck and you take his hand in yours tugging him forward so he falls onto you. He catches himself so he doesn't crush you completely. You hook your legs around his hips and feel his jeans against your ass. His dick rubbing over your clit destroys your patience ‘fuck me Steven’ he mewls at that and positions his cock over your eager hole and pushes in slowly. ‘you’re so perfect, so tight for me always’ You both moan and you grab a hold of his hair and expose the other side of his throat to you. You surge forward and break his skin with your sharp canines. He slams down hard, now completely sheathed inside your tight wet cunt. ‘oh I love this- love you honey oh my gods’ you unlatch from him and bite a new spot next to the other one. Marking him as yours once more. He slams into you, pounding your pussy. The only sounds in the room, filthy and wet squelching sounds from the repeated thrusting and your collective moaning and panting. Steven whimpers and moves one hand to your clit, rubbing at it expertly. ‘m’gonna cum love- pleaseplease can I cum?’ You lick the fresh blood off his throat. Humming at the taste of him, you feel as he shudders and starts rutting into you uncontrollably, he’s about to cum and so are you. You move to his ear and suck on his lobe, before releasing a command. ‘cum for me Steven.’ He mewls and moans at your command and wantonly thrusts into you even faster than before. You move towards his mouth and kiss him hungrily, to his delight you take his tongue into your mouth and suck on it eagerly.

His hips stutter and he explodes into your tight pussy catapulting you towards your own orgasm as he circles your clit. He shoots his load, painting your tight walls and collapses on top of you. you come down from your high and make soothing motions on Stevens back. Your head resting on his shoulder, you turn to your favourite spot and lick his wounds. You feel his dick bob inside your pussy and you giggle at your insatiable husband. ‘never can get enough can you?’ ‘never of you, love’ he says lovingly into your hair. He lifts himself up to make eye-contact ‘you should forget your blood-packs more often when you visit me at work’ he remarks while kissing your shoulder. ‘You’re lucky that my love for you is stronger than my lust for blood, sweetheart’ Steven kisses you lovingly ‘i love you too darling. By the way, how did you like my innocent act, it was good wasn't it?’ you snort as he wiggles his eyebrows up and down. You turn your face into a seductive smirk and lean into his ear putting on a sultry voice ‘mmhm, you did so good~’ his grip on you tightens and his softening cock hardening again at your voice. His breath hitches and you kiss him quickly smiling up at him innocently when you part, he groans at your successful teasing. You lay there for a little longer, before Steven remembers that he has another tour starting in a few minutes. You help eachother get clean and collect your torn tights off the floor as you notice that the panties had gone missing. Steven kisses you once more before exiting the supply-room and as he slides on the jacket you spot a deep red piece of fabric hanging out of his Inner pocket inside his jacket. You narrow your eyes at him jokingly and he winks at you before making his way towards the waiting visitors.

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a/n: thanks so much for reading<33 if you like this please like and/or reblog😌🫶🏽

#Posting it again like this cuz i cant make a link outta the other one lmao #my first fic #pls be gentle #moon knight #steven grant #steven grant x reader #vampire au #vampire! female reader #vampire x steven grant #Steven grant smut #sub steven grant

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avatarl0v3r · 11 months

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Pink + White | Part Two

warnings/notes: strong language, italics with "quotes" =your video log of your time studying the fauna and flora of pandora, bold = song lyrics

side notes: each phase will be associated with a song, phase ones song is Pink + White by frank ocean

pink + white master list.

part one. part three

taglist: @itscheybaby @brookesbizzareadvendture @jakesully-sbabygirl @myheartfollower @inlovewithpandora

Its been a month since jake come into your lab looking for his kids, after that day they started visiting you more and more, they were glued to your hip anytime jake would want to train neteyam he would run into your lab asking you to hide him which you did.

your studies on the flora and fuana went well but training with jake was also take up much of your time and kicking your ass.

"as much as i love this place it can sometimes be overwelming," you sat at your desk logging your studies "but i dont regret a single moment, i love these kids like my own at this point, they tell me everything, come to me for help, when someone got hurt, if they have a argument... i wouldnt change it for the world," you turn around hearing voices of little kids "this is y/n l/n signing off."

you turn around once you hear the footsteps outside the door the kids come inside with large smiles "we wanna show you this plant we found when walking home from playing in the forest all day" you smiled walking over to them.

Nod my head, don't close my eyes

Halfway on a slow move

It's the same way you showed me

If you could fly then you'd feel south

Up north's getting cold soon

you bent down hugging the kids "i love you guys" they all giggled "we love you too" neteyam said speaking for all of them when you let them go.

tuk walked to you her hands outstreched wanting to be picked up "c'mon tuk tuk," you picked her up sitting her on your hip "its eclipse id better get you home lets go" you say grabbing a mask and putting it on your face and heading out you lead the way to their hut.

jake emerged from the hut looking down at you with a questioning look "i brought the kids home" you put tuk down on her feet "ill see you all tomorrow after i finish training with your dad okay" "okay" they said with smiles you stood up turning around after saying goodnight to all of them.

the next day norm woke you up "time for training your links ready too" you groaned wiping sleep out of your eyes "this is such bullshit, making me wake up at the brink of goddamn dawn" you said standing up and walking to your link.

you walking to your link bed and laid in it "you ready" norm said from the controls next to the bed "sure" you said giving him a fake smile "good" and with that you closed your link bed and your eyes.

you opened your eyes now in the tent where the avatars stayed you grabbed your bow putting it around your shoulder and walking to your usually meeting place.

after what seemed like forever jake walked up to you "sorry about that, lets head out" you nod following him to the vines that fell to the ground you both grabbed on and went out into the forest to train for god knows how long.

you missed majority of the targets "c'mon y/n wheres your head at" you looked at jake with a blank face "thinking about my goddamn head" he cracked a smile "okay then smartass we'll stay out here until you hit every target" you let out a annoyed groan at his words.

soon you hit every target and you dropped the bow and laid on your back with a content sigh your peace was interrupted by a voice “i know you aren’t that tired from just that” you glared at him with a faked annoyed face “oh no surely i’m not only sore arms and legs for standing for a few fuckin hours, no wonder neteyam tries to get outta training” you said laughing jake rolled his eyes “your almost ready you know” you nodded.

“let’s head back the kids are waiting to see you” jake noticed the change in your attitude when he mentioned the kids “god if i didn’t know any better i would think you liked the kids more then me” you smiled at him “of course i do they’re less annoying unlike their father who very annoying.”

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when you arrived back at high camp you were greeted my the kids all running to you and grabbing your legs almost making you fall over at the contact “ we missed you” the said hugging your legs tighter “i missed you too” you laughed.

they let you go not even glancing at their dad “we made you something come with us” they said as they pulled you away from jake you laughed following them waving goodbye to jake, who watched his kids drag you away with a smile on his face.

The way it is, we're on land

So I'm someone to hold true

Keep you cool when it's still alive

Won't let you down when it's all ruin

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the kids handed you two woven necklaces you looked confused for a moment for kiri spoke “one’s for your avatar and the others for you so you can always wear it” lo’ak cut it “yea, your pretty much our mom now so we thought to make you a necklace” smiled at them taking the necklace for your avatar and putting it on and sliding the on for you in your pocket.

you bend down hugging them “this makes me so happy thank you” they all hugged you back “oh yea there’s a bead from each of us,” neteyam said smiling “you like it right?” neteyam asked the smile on his face gone and a nervous look on his face “i love it.”

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a few months later

within the four months of being on pandora you got used to the kids calling you mother, mom, mama, mommy but only tuk calls you that, they know your not their real mom, but you don’t mind it.

you and jake grew closer, you never noticed whenever you would talk about plants to jake he would look at you with so much love in his eyes, and how you looked at him with love amanté was the first to notice it.

how you would help jake when he got hurt when he was out at the war party you were subtle with you feelings knowing he wouldn’t feel like same, but he loved when you’d take care of him he wouldn’t admit it though.

Just the same way you showed me, showed me

You showed me love

how his mood would change when you’d come around, how his eyes were filled with love when you talked about anything you loved.

Glory from above

Regard my dear

jake thought about it but never thought he could love another person after neytiri so he denied all of it to himself.

It's all downhill from here.

this is a shorter one, and one i hate it, and kinda rushed i wanted this to be a slow burn but i’m terrible at slow burns so that’s why there’s times skips but the next parts should be longer 🫶🏽

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My best mistake ☆

Switch!Haknyeon x fem!reader

Synopsis= When reader and hakneyon do something that makes them not look at each other the same, will their friendship stay intact?

Genre:Smut, corny, fluff, friends to ???

Warnings= Car sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), swearing, kinda edging, breeding, reader has a vagina, includes Haknyeon, Juyeon, and Sangyeon from the boyz, Yunjin and Chaewon from Le Sserafim, Yeonjun from TXT(please comment if i missed any!)

Playlist=🎧

It’s Sunday. I wake up to the sunlight peeking through my curtains and the feeling of my phone vibrating. I look at my phone screen and ‘yunjin’ in big bold letters is brightening up my screen, blinding my eyes as I had just woken up.

“Yunjin, seriously it's 4.” I said angrily.

“Uhh yeah pm, girl you need to wake up we're going to a party! ” yunjin says cheerfully.

“Classes start tomorrow though.” I say with a groan.

“Exactly, pregame party!” She says with joy.

“Gosh, fine I'll see you there. Send me the info.” But before I can hang up Yunjin interrupts me,“Wait! Open your door I'm outside.”

I look at my apartment door and let out a deep breath. I open the door, and see yunjin holding 3 dresses in her hand. I look at Yunjin with a straight face “Girl you know damn well I have my own clothes.”

“Yeah, but if you wanna show up to a party looking homeless be my guest— but i’m still gonna make you look fine as hell.” Yunjin said with confidence.

“oh!?" I exclaimed.

“nonono ugh yk what I meant!”

I eventually set on this black silk dress. It’s basic but it's the best one out of Yunjin’s options. we're outside of Juyeon, the football quarterback’s house. When I walk in I immediately get hit with the stench of cheap alcohol , weed, and sweaty boys. I look to my right and see that Yunjin is occupied with her friend, Chaewon. I sigh, and look straight ahead of me seeing my best friend, Haknyeon.

We’ve been best friends since sophomore year so I instantly feel relieved when I see him. I walk up to him and give him a warm embrace.

“Heyy!" Haknyeon says with joy.

“Haknyeon!"

“lmao you guys saw each other like yesterday" Yunjin says from behind me. I turn around, and see Chaewon next to her. I give a bright smile to her, and she returns it to me. My attention returns back to Haknyeon when he blurts out “y/n, can I get you a drink?”

" nah i dont wanna be hangover for my first day of college” I respond

“same, this is sprite” he replies showing me the contents inside his cup with a cheesing grin.

It's been 3 hours since me and Yunjin arrived, and all I've been doing is talking to Haknyeon. Right now we're on a couch downing our 5th cola can “Haknyeon istg if we get cavities- "

" we aren't it's just cherry cola! “ I look to my right hearing some cheering and see Juyeon and his teammates. I smile then I remember whos in the team, my ex, we ended on not so good terms…

“shit.” I sigh.

“what?!” he exclaimed.

“Juyeon’s team.” he looks at them, then looks back at me confused.

“who's on the team dumbass?”

Haknyeon thinks a bit. “Yeonjun!”

“ yeah?” I hear behind me. I turn around and see none other than Yeonjun.

By then, Yunjin spots us and rushes over to us “guys what’s that over there?!” Yeonjun looks to where her finger is pointing she grabs me and Haknyeon and pulls us to a hallway.

“plan something out” she says than pushes us in a empty bedroom.

“What do we do?” Haknyeon asks it's silent for four straight minutes until I think of something

“be my boyfriend!” I exclaim

“what!?”

“I mean like, fake boyfriend.” I put my hand out signalling for him to take it

“just for right now” he accepts the invite and holds my hand. I pull him outside of the room. I spot Yeonjun with his friends. He then looks at me and Haknyeon then our hands that are intertwined.

Haknyeon then puts his hands on my jawline and pulls me into a deep passionate kiss, after a few seconds we pull away to take a breath, we both turn to the direction Yeonjun was in and see him bolting out the door. We both let out a breathy laugh, Haknyeon than brings me to his car and we burst out laughing at what just happend

“YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN THE LOOK ON HIS FACE!" Haknyeon exclaimed, I can't even say anything because I'm laughing so hard that soon I'll have abs forming. Eventually the laughter dies down and the car is filled with silence, a comfortable silence.

“Haknyeon I-" I turn to look at Haknyeon and he cuts me off with a quick kiss we both look at each other in the eyes before I pull him in closing the gap between us, the kiss was more aggressive and heated. it soon turned into making out.

“mmmh, fuck i want you so bad baby~” his hands start going to my chest, and he starts fondling with my breasts. I bite my lip as his thumbs hover over my nipples.

“are you sure?” Haknyeon asks

“I'm sure” I reply. Haknyeon brings me onto his lap so I'm facing him. I feel his hard cock in between my thighs making my breath hitch. I start slowly grinding on his cock, my dress riding up my thigh causing my bare pussy to make contact with his clothed cock.

I take off his grey sweatpants and bring it down to his ankles, I palm him through his boxers, smiling seductively while biting my lip. Haknyeon throws his head back groaning “fuckk~” this goes on for a minute, the air is filled with whines from haknyeon till he finally speaks up “p-please no teasing please please, need to be inside you”

“only because you're being such a good boy for me~” I finally pull down his boxers and sink onto him, both of us letting out a desperate moan for more. I move up and down on his hard cock and our moans get louder and more erratic.

“F-fuck g-gonna cum mommy~” Haknyeon pleads

“me too baby" I giggle. He releases inside me and I cum all over his cock. I ride out my high, the car is filled with deep and heavy breathing. we both let out a breathy laugh, I lay my head on his shoulder and let out a breath

“damn y/n if I knew you felt that good I would've done that a lot sooner.” Haknyeon confesses.

‘shut the fuck up Hak” I roll my eyes sarcastically while smiling. I go back to the passenger seat and haknyeon checks his phone and gasps dramatically

“holy shit, guess who liked my post!!”

“who??” I ask genuinely curious.

“TZUYU!!!” My smile slowly fades, Tzuyu is his crush. I don't know why but I feel some sort of pit in my stomach, why am I mad? We're just friends. Haknyeon continues squealing as if he's a little girl who just got candy.

I put on a bright smile for him when he turns back to me “OH MY GOD WHAT SHE SAY?!”

“nothing she just, liked it…”

“oh”

“But she totally likes me back right?!”

I look in front of me out the windshield “mhmm” I say quietly “I have to go, I came with Yunjin so…”

“Oh alr bye n/n” I give him a small grin then head out of the passenger seat and start walking towards Juyeon’s house to find Yunjin.

It's the first day of college and I woke up at 5 to call Yunjin so we can get ready together

“You fucked Haknyeon!?!?" Yunjin exclaimed

I widen my eyes “yeah.."

" in his car?!” Yunjin shouts " I nod

“you don't seem to happy about it, what happened?"

“well like right after he started talking and obsessing over his crush."

“ew tf?!"

“ikr like I don't even know what to think.” A realization comes to my head “are we still friends?” I whisper to myself not loud enough for Yunjin to hear but loud enough to know something came out of my mouth

“what was that?”

" nothing” " oh okay, well I'm done so I'm picking you up, be ready in five minutes. byeee!”

“ bye pookie" I hang up the phone and think about what I'm gonna do when I see haknyeon. I hope we can just forget about it and move on, cause it obviously didn't mean anything to him.

Me and Yunjin arrive at the campus and get our dorm keys

“omg y/n we're roommates!” Yunjin cheerfully exclaims

“really!?!”

“Yess girl eeee!” Yunjin squeals, as we walk to the dorm building Yunjin clings onto my arm. I feel my phone vibrate in my right pocket, I take out my phone for both me and Yunjin to see who it is. ‘**Haknyeon**’ lights up the screen

“I say let it ring” Yunjin confesses with a smile

“I can't do that, we're still friends” I pick it up because i don't wanna seem rude

“hi Hak!" I exclaim. by this time me and Yunjin are at our floor where our room was.

“hii n/n!!"

“did you arrive to the campus yet?" I ask him

“yeah in my room rn" he answers. me and yunjin stop infront of our door and smile at each other

“me and yunjin just got to our room!" we step inside

“oh?" I exclaim

“damn it's tiny as hell” yunjin saying exactly what i was thinking.

“well we have to live here for the rest of the year...” I say

" yeah but, at least I'm here with you" Yunjin then squeals tickling my side, we both start laughing then I hear my phone yelling at me

“Y/N HELLO CAN YOU HEAR ME, IF YOU DON'T ANSWER I WILL HANG UP” Haknyeon whisper yells exaggerating

" oh my god, what you even call me for Hak??" I yell back at him

“let's meet up, I'm by the big water fountain in the middle of the campus, I also got your favorite snack!!”

I smile with joy "Can Yunjin come?!?"

Haknyeon rolls his eyes, okay I didn't know that, but I could tell he did by the way he clicked his tongue

“no dumbass, just us.." I think about it for a bit, is he gonna apologize for last night with Tzuyu?

“alr fine"

“okay see you n/n~" he hangs up on me before I can even say goodbye. I turn to Yunjin and she's unpacking

“girl I gotta go, I'm meeting up with Haknyeon"

“you need me to go with you??"

“no don't worry I'm good, but I'll be at the water fountain." I tell her where I'm gonna be just incase

“alr be safe honey bunny"

“okok bye pookie bear" I say before shutting our door

The fall leaves are blowing in the wind all around me, I'm feeling at peace as there's not a lot of people outside right now. Considering it's the first day of college, figured people would be exploring the campus. I spot the fountain and see a couple sharing snacks on it. cute. I ignore them and look around the fountain, not spotting Haknyeon. I sit on the fountain not far from the couple. I call Haknyeon. the guy's phone rings. weird. he picks up and I hear two Haknyeon’s, realization flushes into me. my face drops. I get up from my spot on the fountain and take a closer look at the couple, Haknyeon and… Tzuyu!?!?

I sprint before he sees me but it's too late

“n/n!" I hear him call. I ignore him and roll my eyes. why am I jealous?? someone pulls my hand so I can face them, Haknyeon. “y/n did you not hear me??” Haknyeon asks

" oh I did, I just didn't wanna bother you while your with her” I say, being honest

"but I called you to meetup?”

" yeah but,” I think for a little before speaking again " isn't this your first time hanging out with her alone tho? I didn't wanna disturb...”

Hakyeon sighs and looks down at his feet “yeah but,” he holds my left hand and lifts my head up so we are making eye contact “I wanna hangout with you and, talk to you.” His hand is still holding mine and his other is on my jawline we stare into each other's eyes for a little

“wait, but why tho, this is your crush we're talking about, the girl you've like since juinor year, I thought you would be ecstatic??”

Haknyeon looks down again “she has a boyfriend” he says quietly

“oh” I feel a bit of relief but still feel distraught for haknyeon

“wanna go to my room?” Haknyeon asks I nod and smile a bit. Haknyeon pulls me since our hands are still intertwined. I text Yunjin where I'm gonna be so she isn't worried and when I look up from my phone I see we're already at his room. Haknyeon unlocks it with a grin

“ladies first” haknyeon says with his hand out. I look around and realize it's just my room but inverted “I haven't fully unpacked, but it still looks nice, right?”

I turn back at him with a smile and nod “yeah” he smiles back at me

“wanna see my room?”

“Mhmm”

he leads me to his room.

“aw cutee” I say as I see the baby photos of haknyeon on his desk. I lay on his bed “do you have a roommate yet?” I ask while propping myself up with my elbows, he looks at me

“oh uh yeah, his names Sangyeon, he’s really nice!” He smiles while scratching the back of his neck, “can we, talk about what happened after Juyeons party?”

I don't know what to say so I just spit something out . “it was a mistake I-” before I can continue Hakneyon interrupts me “oh yeah?” he says while tilting his head to the side, I nod hesitantly

“you're my best mistake y/n”

before I can say something Haknyeon interrupts me “I love you…”

I look up at him and pull him in with his belt buckle “I love you too hak” we are both looking at each other with a hint of lust and he’s hovering over me.

He closes the gap between us and kissing me passionately. I sit up and scoot over so there's space on the bed for him. He caresses my cheek, moving the hair out of my face. I blush slightly. I tug on the hem of Haknyeon's sweater hinting to him I want it off. He takes off his sweater in one fast swoop. I trace my right hand on his chest hovering over his nipple, Haknyeon’s breath shudders at this. I take off my shirt at a slow pace, teasing him. Haknyeon's eyes widen as he sees I'm not wearing a bra his hands reach out to my breasts

“please" he looks down at me with a sly look, I nod, his hands touch my soft chest and I immediately melt in his touch. He starts playing with my nipples and I look up at him with a pout. I start whining from the slight pleasure I'm getting. “Hak, please I want more~"

he grins at me “you're so fucking needy baby" he answers and starts undoing his belt. He takes off his pants and boxers all at once knowing I can’t wait any longer “your turn baby" he says. I take off my skirt revealing my pink lace panties

“holy shit you're so wet” Haknyeon puts his hand down my panties gathering my arousal on his fingers. He shows me how wet I am by spreading his fingers “all for me~" he then puts his fingers in his mouth sucking it clean while groaning " mmm you taste so good n/n~” my panties finally come off, and I spread my legs showing him my bare pussy. I place my hand on his head playing with his hair for a bit, after a while I push his head down to my pussy. He immediately gets to work and starts kitty licking my slit.

I throw my head back and whimper “fuck~ feels so good hak” as he's eating me out I put my hand to my clit rubbing it in circles. Haknyeon then takes my hand and moves it aside, replacing my hand with his. The pleasure is too much, I feel a knot form in my stomach “H-Hak gonna cum!” I exclaim. He pulls away and I whine “nonono Haknyeon please” I drag out the e and try to close my legs for some friction, but Haknyeon prevents me to do that and keeps my leg open with his knee. He’s hovering over me. I feel his tip, wet from his precum, hit my stomach.

“Let's cum together baby okay?”

I nod and spread my legs, I feel him align his tip with my slit and he slides in with no problem. Haknyeon let's out a groan with a ramble of curses, I roll my eyes from the slight pleasure I'm getting and let out a loud moan. Haknyeon covers my mouth hinting for me to be quiet. I look up at him while my eyebrows are scrunched up. I push his hand away and bring him into an aggressive kiss. As we're kissing he thrusts in and out at a slow pace, I whine into the kiss, hakneyon then speeds up and thrusts hard hitting my g-spot

“yes yes yes, keep on going baby~” I say

“I-I'm close y/n”

I nod to let him know that I am too, the knot in my stomach breaks and I clench around him making his release inside me, he falls onto me whispering thank yous and praise in my ear. He falls next to me so he's laying next to me, we face each other “I love you, y/n” Haknyeon confesses.

“I love you too, Haknyeon”

#the boyz #the boyz x reader #the boyz smut #ju haknyeon #haknyeon #mdni #haknyeon x reader #haknyeon smut

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