#nooo I won’t stop completely i’m sorry | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

borathae · 2 years

Text

↳ Index [Day 01 - Period Sex]

Pairing: aaol!couple

Kinks: sub!Jungkook, dom!Reader, Mommy kink, period sex, blood, vaginal penetrative sex, vibrator, edging, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), dirty talk, creampies, they are clean & on birth control, aftercare

Wordcount: 3.5k

a/n: if I read one asshole pseudo-intelligent comment about her using pads, I will personally skin you alive in the most painful way. Us monthly-bleeders should support each other instead of judging each other and that goes for what you feel most comfortable in during your period as well. So keep your ugly words to yourselves and enjoy this story. Now that this is out of the way, enjoy besties! 💗

"My love?"

You grumble as an answer.

"I'm home."

"Hmpf."

The bed dents, a warm hand rests itself upon your hip.

"What's wrong?"

"My uterus is shedding itself."

"Oh no, god", Jungkook clicks his tongue, sagging his shoulders, "that sucks so much. I'm sorry. Do you want me to pop down to the store for something?"

"Yes", you roll onto your back, looking at your husband, "can you buy me a new uterus?"

Jungkook laughs, "how about vanilla fudge ice cream and rambokki?"

"Yeah sounds good too", you mumble.

“Yeah? Then I’m getting that”, Jungkook stands up and smooches your forehead, “brb, I won’t be long.”

Jungkook returns half an hour later with the fruits of his successful food vendor hunt. He smooches your forehead as a greeting, doing so with the cutest and proudest sparkle in his eyes.

You eat the rambokki and ice cream cuddled up on the couch together whilst watching a cake baking competition on TV and later Jungkook rubs your feet whilst telling you about his day. Quite frankly, it lifted your once horrible mood by ninety. Your husband always knows how to cheer you up.

Your mood probably would have been lifted by a hundred if it wasn’t for those pesky cramps literally torturing you once you are trying to fall asleep.

Jungkook lifts his head from the pillow upon feeling you toss and turn once again.

"My love, are you still awake?" he whispers.

"Mhm", you answer him, breathing heavily.

"Are your cramps really bad? You’re moving a lot", he asks, scooting closer to you in the darkness of your bedroom. He reaches for your back, scratching it softly to soothe you a little. It feels really nice.

"It hurts", you say, clutching your own tummy tightly.

"I know", he kisses your shoulder, "should I get some pain meds?"

"I already took some, but it still hurts."

"Nooo my love, that sucks so much", Jungkook whines, draping his arm around you just so he can place his hand on your tummy as a makeshift heating pad. He rubs you gently, drawing little circles as he does.

It soothes the pain instantly. Jungkook must have magic in his touch or maybe it is because he does it with so much love and devotion that it really, really helps. He is truly the best heating pad ever.

"Does that help a little?" he asks.

"Yeah, thank you", you say, finally feeling yourself relax.

“Then I’ll keep doing that”, he says, making himself comfortable behind you to spoon you.

Jungkook rubs your belly for quite some time, enjoying the tranquillity of the night with you whilst slowly, very slowly, becoming droopier and droopier in sleepiness.

His eyes are already heavy, when an especially angry cramp makes you tense up again. He puts more vigour into his rubs, kissing your neck and shoulder as he does.

"Is okay", he whispers tiredly, "s'okay."

"God I hate it so much, I just want it to stop", you whine, "I was so sleepy and now I'm not."

"I know, me too", Jungkook says, pecking your cheek repeatedly. His head is just a little bit heavy as it is fighting the cruel pull of gravity.

"Can’t you just fuck an orgasm outta me or something? I heard that helps", you say completely jokingly, laugh contorted in suffering.

Jungkook’s hand halts on your belly, his puckered lips are pressed against your cheek.

"You're not actually considering it, are you?" you ask him, sneaking a glance at him even if the room is dark.

"I mean", Jungkook starts only to get his hand slapped by you.

"Bunny, come on."

"What? You were suggesting. I'm just saying, maybe it helps. You don’t know unless you tried."

"And if it doesn’t help what then?"

"Then we had nice sex."

"What if it's not nice sex?"

"Of course it’s going to be nice. It’s with you", he says and snuggles into you cutely. He makes high-pitched little sound effects, nuzzling into you with all he got and melting your heart with it. He is such a cutie, you really can’t say no to him.

"Okay, okay fine. Let's try it. My cramps can't get worse can they?"

"Really? Are you serious?"

"Yes, let's do it."

"Oh my god that’s so great. I wanted to try this for so long", Jungkook giggles, "I'm so excited right now."

"If I hear one comment about gross blood though, I'm divorcing you."

Jungkook snickers, "that won’t happen", he pecks your cheek, "relax my love, I’m getting everything."

And with that he turns the lights on and runs out of the room. Of his once supposed sleepiness, no trace is left.

"Wait. What? Everything?" you mumble, staring at the bedroom door which he left open.

Jungkook returns from the playroom with a leakage proof sheet cover, some lube and a handy, little vibrator.

"I come bearing gifts", he says.

"I can see that", you say in a chuckle.

"You'll love it. It’s your favourite vibe. Freshly charged for those extra aggressive vibes", he continues, making you smile. He knows you so well.

He helps you place the cover under your butt, kissing you with his hands on each side of your head for way too many seconds afterwards. When he breaks the kiss, your lips became just the slightest bit tender and your pulse is racing in your chest. He looks so excited as well, cheeks rosy and big eyes all sparkly.

"I'm so excited", he says and giggles.

"Me too. I'm starting to feel it."

"Yeah? Are your cramps better already?"

You shake your head, "we need to try more", you say, wiggling your brows.

"Uuh, ohoho", Jungkook wiggles his brows, "more you say? Well then I shall provide for you, my lady", he says in a fake posh accent, making you laugh with it.

"You stupid noodle, you."

He sits down on his heels and lifts the vibrator into your vision. With a click, he has turned it on to the lowest setting, now placing it against your inner thigh right where your knee is. He guides it down your leg, switching his gaze between your clothed middle and your face.

The vibrations feel soft on your skin, gaining in intensity the closer to your pussy he gets.

Jungkook reaches it and does a little swirl, missing your clothed heat to instead tickle your lower tummy with it.

"Don't tease", you warn, opening your legs more.

"I'm not, I’m vibrating the cramps away", he says, swirling the toy right under your belly button.

You crack up, laughing loudly. It makes Jungkook grin cutely.

"You stupid noodle, I can’t believe you", you say between chuckles.

"Heh", Jungkook lets out and kisses your knee. He abandons your tummy to instead rub the vibrator up your other inner thigh.

"Mhm Bunny, not gonna lie, that feels nice", you sigh, "I want more."

"More? Like this?" Jungkook asks, running the tip of the toy up the middle of your pussy. The combination of pj pants, panties and pad barely lets any vibrations through, except for when he reaches your clit. Your hips chase the sensation, you sigh softly.

Jungkook, who realises you love it here the most, stays, turning the vibrations up by one.

"Wow, good", you gasp, "Bunny…baby."

"Are the vibrations enough?" he asks, rubbing the toy up and down just slightly.

"One more?"

Jungkook obeys, gasping right with you as a jolt of pleasure runs through you.

"That's good, that’s really good", you moan, "keep doing that."

Jungkook watches you writhe in pleasure, feeling his pants slowly but surely become tighter in excitement. It turns him on so much to know that he is pleasuring you just right. Also seeing you be blissed out is the hottest view to him, so that doesn’t help with his boner either.

"This is really hot", Jungkook says, "can I take my cock out and touch myself, please?"

You peel your eyes open.

"Take your clothes off first. Wanna see your pretty body."

"Yes, Mommy", Jungkook says, nodding his head obediently.

He sadly has to turn off the vibrator for now, placing it next to your foot. Then he undresses. First his shirt, then his pants. Both get thrown onto his side of the spacious bed.

He looks at you with shy eyes, hands by his sides and chest heaving up and down quickly.

"Such a pretty boy. Look at your cute, little dick. Did you already get a little hard, mhm?"

"Yes, it turns me on so much when you feel good", he says.

You smile. He is the cutest.

"Take off my pants, Bunny."

Jungkook obeys instantly, discarding the clothes on his side of the bed. He looks at your middle, eyes racing over the little flaps which hold the pad in place. He gets harder because of it.

"You're so sexy", he says, running his fingers up and down your warm panties.

"You think so? You like how I look in my period diapers?" you joke, making him chuckle.

"Yeah, they're cute", he says, turning on the vibrator afterwards. He places it back on your pussy, tracing your entrance before returning to your clit.

"Yes Bunny, mhhm yes", you moan, rolling your hips up repeatedly, "shit, that’s good."

Jungkook moans softly, wrapping his hand around his cock to jerk it off to the image of you. It won’t be long and he is completely rock hard. Touching himself just gets him way too good when he can get you off as he does it.

"Keep going Bunny, keep going."

"This is so hot, Mommy. So, so hot."

Not long and your thighs are twitching in an approaching high, body filled with endorphins and head dizzy. The vibrations are intense on your clit and you can’t figure out if the wetness sticking to you is your period or utter horniness. Probably the latter.

Jungkook is panting so much, looking so desperate with his cock all pink and swollen between his fingers.

"Stop Bunny, stop."

Jungkook obeys even if he is edging himself with it. He whines, pouting at you so incredibly sadly as his cock throbs in his hand.

"Me too."

Jungkook drops the vibrator, holding your thighs as you writhe in the pain of a denied orgasm.

"Urgh god", you groan, arching your back in desperation.

"I, I don't understand", he says.

"Want your cock, Bunny", you press out, "just need to be filled by you, love."

"Really? Are you okay with undressing?" he asks, kneading your thighs in excitement.

You nod your head, "just don’t look too much."

"I won’t, but I'm not judging you so don’t worry", he says, hooking his fingers in your panties, "ready?"

"Wait."

"Yeah?"

"How about I'll do it?"

"Yes okay, do whatever feels comfortable."

You sit up, tangling your legs over the edge of the bed to take off your panties.

"Sorry, I’m kinda weird about my pad. I don’t want you seeing that ‘cause it can be such a mess."

"It's really fine, don’t worry."

"Aaand it's…not even as bad as I thought it would be", you sneak a glance at him, "tmi. Sorry, I’m talking a lot. This is new to me? I guess?"

"It's really okay. You know how I can get, I’m such an endless chatter when I'm nervous."

You chuckle, "I know you are. Fuck, okay let's do this. Here we go", you lie back down, parting your legs, "my period pussy in its full glory I guess. Tada."

Jungkook looks at you, staying silent for way too many seconds (it wasn’t long, you are simply nervous).

"Say something please."

"Your pussy is so pretty, wow that’s how wet you are already?" Jungkook gushes, running his hands up and down your inner thighs, "your lips are really red right now because of the, you know, blood", he says and giggles.

"Don't say that, oh my god", you whine, trying and failing to close your legs as Jungkook holds them open. His arms tense as he fights you, but he shows no ounce of struggle.

"It's so pretty, you look so soft and warm", he says, gazing at your face with love drunk eyes, "I want to sink my cock into you so bad, Mommy."

Your stomach twists and turns in arousal. He is such a sweet talker. It works every time.

"Then do it", you order him, relaxing your legs again. You don’t want to close them anymore, not when Jungkook promises you the sweet future of his perfect cock.

Jungkook nods his head, wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock to lay it atop your pussy. He rubs it through your folds slowly, frenulum grinding against your clit each time he does.

"So wet", he says, breathing speeding up, "and your lips are really swollen. Are you really turned on?"

"Yeah, so turned on. I want your cock."

"I want your pussy too", Jungkook says, pushing in two inches before slipping out again. He moans, furrowing his brows, "it's sticking to me. That’s so hot. My tip's so red now."

"Fuck Bunny, just slip in", you order.

"I'm sorry, it’s just really hot", he says with a grin, before pushing back inside.

He doesn’t leave you this time around, allowing his cock to connect with you inch by inch until he doesn’t have any more to offer.

You feel not even a pinch of discomfort.

Bear in mind, you rarely do with Jungkook, but given how little foreplay you did in comparison to your other extensive sessions, it is truly remarkable how easily he slipped in. Your pussy is just naturally so wet and swollen and ready to be stuffed that his cock feels like heaven now that he is inside.

"Oh my god Mommy", Jungkook squeaks out, pursing his lips into a pout, "your pussy is so wet. Like really, really wet."

"I know, I feel it too."

Jungkook starts rocking back and forth, "woah okay woah", he laughs and furrows his brows, "woahwoahwoah, woah."

He tilts his head back for a gasping breath, chest shuddering as he exhales and fingers digging into the softness of your thighs.

"Woah."

"Yeah, woah", you agree, staring at his face obsessively. He looks so handsome when he gets off good. His cock shifts inside you, rubbing against your g-spot repeatedly. Even inside, you are more sensitive than usual, feeling the need to curl your toes each time he grinds against your favourite spots.

"Your pussy is insane. It’s so warm and so wet", Jungkook looks into your eyes with blown-out pupils, "that’s insane. It’s like you’re having a fever. You’re so warm."

"Bunny seriously, we should have done this sooner. I'm so sensitive."

"You are?" Jungkook pulls a face of devastation, whining loudly, "Mommy I want to cry. I'm so happy that you love it."

"Don't cry, use the vibe instead", you tell him lovingly, eliciting a little chuckle from him.

"Yes okay. Like this?" he asks, turning it back on to place it on your clit. His cock he keeps fucking in and out of you, going slow yet precise.

"Yes fuck", you press out, back arching off the mattress, "fuck, Bunny, oh god that’s the spot."

Jungkook keeps rubbing your clit with the vibrator, eyes fixated on his cock. It turns him on how your pussy looks around it. How she stretches and moves and hugs him so perfectly as he fucks into you. His shaft is all red from your juices, glistening almost blindingly much. His pubes are covered in it as well, looking just as soaked as his cock does.

"You're so wet, seriously so wet. Don’t wanna stop fucking you", Jungkook moans, thighs tensing with each thrust.

He doesn’t go fast, but he makes sure to go as deep as possible to really make you feel his cock. He knows you love that.

"Don't stop Bunny, you’re such a good boy. Your cock's the best", you encourage him, writhing happily. The vibrations are so intense on your clit. Like a constant source of warm electricity, which creeps deep into your every inch. Jungkook’s cock feels a million times better because of it, making you moan each time he hits your g-spot.

"Mommy, I love it", Jungkook croaks and falls to his elbows in a whimper, "love it so much. You’re so wet, it’s insane."

"Fix the vibe Bunny baby", you order.

"Can you do it please? My arm is breaking off otherwise."

You chuckle, taking the vibrator out of his fingers to place it back on your clit. Jungkook places his other elbow next to your head as well, using his fingers to play with your hair.

"Love that", you croak, tilting your head so your lips were almost touching.

Jungkook moans, chasing you with parted lips and continuous sounds leaving him.

"It's so fucking nasty", you rasp, "I love having your perfect cock in my wet pussy."

"Please don’t talk like this", he begs in a whimper.

"Why not?"

"Wanna cum", he whines.

"Aww so sweet, you’re close because I talk dirty good to you?"

"Yeah", Jungkook drops his forehead against yours, "and 'cause your pussy's so fucking wet. Fuck", he adds in an aggressive whisper, cupping your cheek roughly so he can tilt your head up and kiss you as passionately and as deeply as possible.

You moan, you groan, you growl into the kiss, tongues dancing with each other and lips never satisfied with the closeness. Shit, that kiss feels like paradise. Bringing you over the edge so well that you full on moan into Jungkook’s mouth. Jungkook whimpers as it happens, squeezing your cheeks in desperation.

“You’re so tight, oh god”, he keens.

"Cream me Bunny, cream me", you order him, pulsating around him as the vibrations on your clit force your orgasm to feel never ending.

"Mommy", Jungkook squeaks out and sobs, coming undone with a tremble of his limbs.

His hot cum shoots up your pussy, covering your every inch. The fuck becomes even wetter than before, squelching sounds growing in volume and pussy feeling on fire.

"Fuck baby, Don't stop", you growl, forcing him closer by his hair, "hear me? One more."

"It's so tight", Jungkook sobs, "so w-wet."

"Close baby, close. My pussy's so sensitive. Close. Keep moving Bunny."

"So hard", he whimpers, twisting the pillow and curling his toes.

"Close", you croak, tensing up in anticipation, "Kookie n-now."

You cry out for him, kicking the sheets as your pussy spasm in her orgasm. Lesson learned. You can climax like a mad person on your period. Well, that is going to be one of your new obsessions.

"That shit feels so good", you wail, "so good, ah!"

"It's so hot", Jungkook sobs, spilling tears, "I love you Mommy, I love you so much."

Jungkook has the tendency to confess his undying love for you when you cum especially good. It will never grow old.

"I..love…you-", a gasp and one last shake, "-too."

You drop, skin sticky against the cover and head turning in dizziness. You turn off the vibrator with shaky fingers, discarding it with weak hands.

"Well fuck", you say and exhale loudly, "that was intense."

"Yes, so intense", Jungkook rasps, kissing your cheek repeatedly, "was I good? Did you like it?"

"I fucking loved it. Holy shit, Bunny", you cup both his cheeks, "you are the bestest boy. I feel so fucked, it’s amazing."

Jungkook breaks into happy giggles, attacking you with smiley kisses.

"I'm so happy, this was amazing for me too", he says, softening cock slipping out from all the movement.

"Mhm Bunny, I can feel it dripping out of me", you whine.

"I'm sorry, I came so much. I was so into this", he says, reaching for a tissue, "here, for you."

"Thank you", you accept it, pressing it against your pussy. You study him. He is wiping his cock clean with a tissue as well.

"That's so much blood" you cringe, "are you okay?"

Jungkook looks at you with big, shocked eyes, "of course I am! I don’t think it's gross", he insists loudly, shaking his head, "especially not after I felt how wet you are during your period. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. It’s good to hear you aren’t grossed out. Fuck, it's so messy, isn’t it?"

"It's nothing a quick shower can’t fix", he grins cutely, "do you want to hop in under together and wash up?"

"I feel like this is going to end with us against the wall."

Jungkook laughs, "maybe, let's see."

You roll your eyes, "you're such a stupid noodle. Goddamn. Fine, let's shower together. I really can’t say no to you, can I?"

Jungkook shakes his head, "no", he giggles, "it's because I'm so cute."

"You aren’t wrong", you laugh, "fuck Bunnybaby, you’re such a cutie. My cramps are better too, you know?"

"Really?! Wooow, I’m so happy to hear that", Jungkook squeals, helping you sit up in bed just so he can smooch your lips.

1K notes · View notes

skyloftian-nutcase · 1 month

Note

So Idr if I already sent this to u or not bc I’ve just been sending this to multiple LU fans thinking this funny, so if I did sorry and feel free to ignore lol.

I can’t find the post where this idea first appeared so I’m not trying to take credit. Basically the person said something like “I think it’d be funny if when the chain was together Wild could still just eat food to recover. So he’s bleeding out and they all are freaking out but then he just starts shoveling 15 apples down his throat and all his injuries start closing up and everything and the chain just looks at him like he gained three heads.”

So I thought a mini scenario would be funny. So they’re all fighting a hoard of monsters, and Wild has a bunch of cuts and bruises and whatnot but he’s still fighting. All of a sudden Twilight is about to get impaled so Wild jumps in front of him (self sacrificing idiot lol). He goes down bleeding out profusely as Twilight screams and cries thinking he’s about to die on him.

“Nonononono! You can’t die on me!!”

“Twi-“

“Shhh! Y-you’ll be ok! Don’t use your energy. It-it’s fine! I have a potion!”

Twilight dumps his whole pack on the ground and grabs a red potion. He uncorks it and tries to give it to Wild, but he pushes it away.

“Don’t…need…”

Twilight is absolutely panicking thinking Wild is slipping mentally.

“Wild, you have to! It’s the only solution. I don’t have a fairy!”

Hyrule has also seen what’s going on and has sprinted over to try and heal him but Wild grips his hands and tries pushing them away too.

“St-“ coughs up blood “Stop Hyrule…slate…”

Twilight and Hyrule are looking at each other through their tears, confused.

“Wild, we have a red potion right here. You don’t need your slate.”

“Y-yes…I do!” Knowing they won’t just give it he says “Have…fairy!”

Which isn’t a lie. He does, he just doesn’t plan on using it. So finally Twilight reaches for Wild’s slate and hands it to him. Wild swipes quickly through his slate and just keeps clicking on apples with one hand while shoving them down his throat with the other hand. During this process everyone has come over and all are crying thinking he’s gonna die soon. After like 10 apples they start seeing changes: his cuts and bruises are fading and his huge stab wound is closing. After another 10 he’s completely healed. After he finishes they all look at him like “WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED?!” There’s still one monsters left that they neglected for Wild and so he gets up, kills it like normal, and walks back over to everyone, who are all still just staring at where he just was laying on the ground bleeding out, frozen in place.

“Uh…guys…? I’m over here…hello…? I killed the last monster by the way.” Wild tries to get their attention but they won’t move an inch. Eventually he gives up and goes to start dinner. He makes everything like normal but at the end he says with a smirk, “Alright, so I’ll take it that y’all want a whole jar of Goron spice too?”

That snaps everyone out of their stupor and they all jump up and scream a “Nooo!” Unanimously.

The end.

Though they definitely have questions at dinner.😂

LOL Wild just shoving food down his throat while he’s dying and everyone’s like

#you ask skye answers #lovely anon #lu wild #linked universe #linkeduniverse

21 notes · View notes

across-violet-skies · 25 days

Note

I think I already sent this but idk, tumblr glitchy sometimes lol

Anyway, I can’t find the post where this idea first appeared so I’m not trying to take credit. Basically the person said something like “I think it’d be funny if when the chain was together Wild could still just eat food to recover. So he’s bleeding out and they all are freaking out but then he just starts shoveling 15 apples down his throat and all his injuries start closing up and everything and the chain just looks at him like he gained three heads.”

“Nonononono! You can’t die on me!!”

“Twi-“

“Shhh! Y-you’ll be ok! Don’t use your energy. It-it’s fine! I have a potion!”

Twilight dumps his whole pack on the ground and grabs a red potion. He uncorks it and tries to give it to Wild, but he pushes it away.

“Don’t…need…”

Twilight is absolutely panicking thinking Wild is slipping mentally.

“Wild, you have to! It’s the only solution. I don’t have a fairy!”

Hyrule has also seen what’s going on and has sprinted over to try and heal him but Wild grips his hands and tries pushing them away too.

“St-“ coughs up blood “Stop Hyrule…slate…”

Twilight and Hyrule are looking at each other through their tears, confused.

“Wild, we have a red potion right here. You don’t need your slate.”

“Y-yes…I do!” Knowing they won’t just give it he says “Have…fairy!”

That snaps everyone out of their stupor and they all jump up and scream a “Nooo!” Unanimously.

The end.

Though they definitely have questions at dinner.😂

I did get your ask I just forgot to answer sorry!!!! (finals have me in the trenches rn.... anyway)

ok this is SUCH a funny concept. but it also makes me wonder if any other members of the Chain would be able to do it too. I know in links awakening you can eat apples to restore health and several games let you drink milk to restore health. it makes me wonder if that could be applied as well!!!

#riv responds #linked universe #lu wild

10 notes · View notes

channieandhisgoonsquad · 10 months

Text

“Maybe I could offer up an idea?”

You really needed a good house plant. That was todays primary mission. Something that was fun, easy to take care of, and hopefully big enough to add some life to your new apartment in a new city in a new country. Did you mention you were new here?

Yes. Very new. As soon as you were offered to relocate to Seoul your voice said “Yes!” Without even a second thought. Your superiors told you you could think about it, but you were ready for a change; the new hair just wasn’t cutting it.

You weren’t close to anyone besides your family so it made it easy. The move was mostly clothes, as you planned to refurnish completely within the new location.

But now, you were left with three weeks before they wanted you to start working at the new office building, and you wanted to decorate.

You made sure the missions were simple every day. Bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, living room, and then decor. But today, you just wanted a few damn plants or even just one to add life to the place.

You were staring at some giant potted trees, of which you could barely read the tag, when a man stopped to ask if you were okay, he spoke English which was surprising, but probably started with that since you did not look Korean. You assumed it was a worker and state, “no I’m okay, just trying to make a decision.”

“Maybe I could offer up an idea?” He was persistent.

You looked over to ask him to buzz off, politely, when you were met with a gorgeous blonde haired man pushing around a cart full of plants and a carefree outfit that screamed ‘customer’. “Oh sorry, I thought you worked here. Why do you have so many plants?”

“Decorating my dorm. It’s so boring. My friend suggested plants to give me something to take care of instead of my own animal. You??”

He was talkative and over explaining, but you enjoyed the easy conversation. “Same. I mean, new apartment. Boring. Need something to focus on besides work.”

He made a cheesy grin at your repetitive response; it was so gorgeous you were caught off guard that a man that looked like him was just wandering the streets. “Grab a cart. I’ve got time to help.”

You didn’t respond, just nodded and reached for a small cart.

“Lots of natural light?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to water it all the time?”

“Nooo. Too much pressure.”

He laughs a hardy reply, “I know that feeling. What size?”

“All sizes.”

He starts carefully placing all variations of plants in your cart. He quirks a brow, “Budget?”

You should say your budget, but instead you are so fascinated at this random man taking this initiative that you shake your head ‘no’ so that he will continue.

Once you are both satisfied with your hauls you head to the check out. “How do you know what plants to get so well?”

“Oh, I don’t. I just got you the same plants as me because our living situations are the same. “ you stop in your tracks and he looks back to see the amused look on your face. You cackle are his blatantly obvious answer and just can’t help but smile harder than you had in months.

“My name’s y/n, by the way. Obviously new here if you can’t tell by my accent.”

He was smitten. You were a gorgeous foreigner that was just trying to get by, but you took everything in stride and handled him with grace. You even belly-laughed at him even when he wasn’t joking. Lord, help him now.

“My name is Jisung. Im glad I could help you with something to get you comfortable here.”

You shouldn’t be so forward, but having met such a friendly person in such a big and busy city probably won’t happen very often. “Well, Han. I’m actually looking for some help with furnishing my apartment. If you aren’t busy, could I offer you food at a restaurant of your choice for your help maneuvering this huge city?”

He smiled at you, trying to contain his excitement at seeing your gorgeous smile again. This could be fun. “I would be delighted, y/n.”

@sweetracha @2chopsticks2eyes @lyramundana @moonlightndaydreams

#look at this man #stray kids #han jisung #i love him #loml #skz #hannie #han jisung x reader #Han Jisung cute #han jisung imagines #han jisung drabbles #han jisung x y/n #han jisung scenarios #han jisung x you

42 notes · View notes

rambling-addict · 1 year

Text

(The gang, minus Beatrice, finds Ava crying.)

Camila, Mary, Lilith: *enters Avatrice’s apartment, only to find it almost completely engulfed in darkness*

Camila: Uh, hello? Ava?

Mary: What the fuck happened here?

Lilith: *in a low voice* Stay vigilant, sisters. Something’s not right.

Mary: *nods* Camila, text Bea.

Camila: Already sent.

Lilith: Let’s check the bedroom first.

…

Silently, the three walked to the bedroom and there they found Ava curled on the bed and bawling her eyes out.

…

Camila: Ava! *rushes towards the girl* Are you okay?!

Ava: *slumps into Camila’s arms and sobs into her chest* I-It hurts…

Mary: *also frowning and goes to the other side of Ava, looking her over for visible injuries* What hurts? Talk to us!

Ava: Bea…

Lilith: *watches in worry* You know what? I’ll grab Beatrice myself. I’ll be back! *teleports away and to the bar where Beatrice is currently on shift*

Ava: *cries harder*

Camila: *starts tearing up*

Mary: C’mon, Silva. Tell us what’s wrong.

Ava: I… *hiccups*

Mary: *gently coaxes her to continue*

Ava: *grabs her phone* H-Here, listen… *plays Taylor Swift’s song, You’re Losing Me*

Mary: *frowns in confusion* Cam, explain this to me?

Camila: *eyes widening* Did you and Bea break up??

Ava: *wails*

Camila, Mary: *jaws dropped open as the sad song kept playing in the background*

Camila: *crying along and hugs Ava tighter* Oh Ava… (In her mind, she’s thinking, ‘my ship has sunk, oh nooo, this is the worst day of my life’)

Mary: Maybe you misunderstood, Ava… Bea loves you!

Ava: *hiccups* I-I know… we’re not…

Mary: Not what?

Ava: We’re not broken up…

Camila: *stops and wipes her eyes* Wait, what? You’re not?

Ava: *shakes her head*

Mary: Now, I’m even more confused. What the fuck is going on then?!

…

Just then, Lilith teleports in with Beatrice.

…

Camila: Bea! Are you thinking of breaking up with Ava?!?

Beatrice: That’s absurd. Of course not!

Lilith: Then for crying out loud, explain this madness!

Beatrice: *sighs and casually walks over to the trio on the bed* Ava…

Ava: *automatically clings to Beatrice like a koala* Don’t leave me, Bea…

Beatrice: *rolls her eyes and stops the playing song* I thought I told you to stop listening to the song, darling.

Ava: *sniffles* I can’t help it… it’s sooo good, but it’s so fuckin’ sad!

Camila, Mary, Lilith: *gapes in shock and annoyance, finally catching on why Ava was being dramatic*

Camila: Were you crying because of Taylor Swift’s song?? I mean, yeah, it’s good, but c’mon! Ava! I thought you guys broke up!! My ship! You almost gave me a heart attack!

Ava: *grins guiltily* Sorry?

Lilith: What a nuisance. I’m out of here. *teleports away*

Mary: *flicks Ava on the forehead*

Ava: Ow!! The hell was that?! *leaning into Bea’s hand as she caressed her forehead*

Mary: That’s what you get, you dumbass! You had us worried for nothing!

Ava: I said I’m sorry! The song just got to me!

Mary: *rolls her eyes* Come, Cam… let’s go find Lil…

Camila: *hugs Avatrice* I’m so glad you two aren’t broken up! We’ll come back with Lilith for dinner!

…

The couple waved as Mary and Camila left.

…

Beatrice: So… are you okay?

Ava: Yeah, I’m okay. Just the thought of losing you… I can’t fathom it, Bea. You’ll tell me when you’re not happy, right?

Beatrice: As long as you do the same, darling.

Ava: *smiles* Deal.

Beatrice: *kisses her forehead and smiles back, eyes shining* And for the record… I will always do anything and everything to keep you happy. I’ll risk it all, if that means I’ll never lose you. And most importantly, I will always choose you.

Ava: I choose you, too. *kisses Beatrice with all the love she had*

…

A few minutes later…

…

Ava: *comfortable in Bea’s cuddle* So you listened to the song, too, huh?

Beatrice: It’s relatable. She’s well-versed.

Ava: *chuckles* Don’t worry. I won’t tell Lilith you’re a Swiftie, too.

Beatrice: *shrugs* Pretty sure she’s one, too, to be honest.

Ava: *laughs* Oh, I love you, Bea…

Beatrice: *smiles softly* I love you, too, darling.

I just know Ava is a Swiftie. Bea is, too. Can’t convince me otherwise, lol.

On a serious note, isn’t it mind-blowing how Taylor Swift always writes the most heartbreaking songs? It’s another level. The songs just speak to your soul sometimes. My god, I’m a simp, I know. Sue me, lol.

Other WN incorrect quotes/ dialogue fics: 22 | 23

#avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #warrior nun #incorrect warrior nun quotes #dialogue fic #by rambling-addict #i miss avatrice #like a lot #a lot a lot

34 notes · View notes

retrieve-the-kraken · 9 months

Text

Heartstopper season 2 play-by-play analysis

Question: what is the absolute worst? Is it:

a) dating,

b) coming out,

c) parties, or

d) all of the above…

The answer (for me) is d. And this episode has all of the above, and it was like watching a nightmare… (I went on a few dates, all of them painful, but I don’t know if that’s just the nature of dating or if it’s because I’m acespec; also parties to me make absolutely no sense; also I tried coming out multiple times and it’s been the worst anxiety I’ve experienced, each time).

But let’s see how these things go for our lovely group.

EPISODE 3 - PROMISE

- I love that they did the “I know you and Charlie are really good mates” and Otis and Sai giving him the looks, and a kissing montage playing in Nick’s head with the huge letters GOOD MATES across it. Perfection.

- Coach Singh’s whole body language after walking in on Nick and Charlie kissing. And her being protective of Nick after realizing that he’s queer. “You don’t owe them that information”. It’s so reassuring for Nick to have another queer person, a queer adult, know, and for her to tell her that he doesn’t have to live with that pressure, that it’s difficult and it won’t always go well, but it’s not an obligation.

- Nick and Charlie being cozy in the library. Two of my favorite things. More of that please.

- I can’t tell you the giddiness I felt when I saw the Pride display and saw that there was an ACE book top and center. Also I’m so happy that we got so much James, and how fucking giddy he is about hanging out with Isaac. Two little bookworms matching each other’s energies.

- I love how Tao became the worst date by trying to be the best date, following the worst online advice, changing his appearance, and being so tense about everything being perfect, that he forgot about just being himself, which is precisely what Elle likes about him.

- All Charlie and Nick needed to get through their exams and coursework was to think about Paris, and being together in Paris.

- Every time Harry appears, he usually puts an arm around someone, like grabbing them, which, as Tao rightfully pointed out last season, is a hyper-masculine way of saying “I didn’t get hugged much as a child”. So imposing and annoying. Go to therapy, Harry. Stop invading people’s spaces, Harry. (I know the other boys do it too, like Otis did to Charlie in the first episode, and to Nick in this one, but the attitude behind it is completely different. But still, boys, stop just grabbing people like that, it’s so annoying.)

- “But I love you because of how annoying you are” is one of the sweetest things you will ever hear, and I felt so bad for Tara because of how Darcy reacted, literally running away from her feelings. Poor Darcy too. I think I can relate to the automatic reaction of running away from my feelings, running away from anything that was me having to be vulnerable. It gets better, and I love that in the end it’s just practice. The more you talk about your feelings, the better you become at it.

- New favorite ship unlocked: the teachers! “Are you also regretting signing up for this?” Don’t worry, you won’t regret it at all by the end of it…

- James being all giddy asking Isaac to the party, I’m sorry but he’s adorable, and therefore I’m kinda sad about how things turn out, but I hope we get more James in the future.

- The comedic performance of Mr. Ajayi failing to get everyone’s attention in a gentle manner and Mr. Farouk having to go “QUIET!” Which in itself is so funny. (Fun fact: a teacher in Northern Ireland actually won the Guinness Book of World Records for the loudest shout, and it was her shouting “quiet” at 121 decibels, about the same as a jet engine. Mr Farouk might not be as loud, but the way he does it definitely works.)

- Darcy’s “oh dear, oh nooo” and Charlie and Nick exchanging excited looks when they’re told that boys and girls can’t share rooms is so cute. “I know, heartbreaking, isn’t it?” Mr Farouk says with a raised eyebrow.

- Poor Imogen… she needs more girlfriends.

- Tao’s new aesthetic, as much as they made him try to look out of character, just… works… love the whole outfit, the whole vibe. He looks like he’d be in a Wes Anderson film, so it’s very appropriate that they’re going to one.

- And Darcy going “oh duuuuh”, just the worst‼ And Charlie shouting “your hair’s amazing!”

- I love the stark contrast between Tara’s outfit and Tori’s outfit, and I love them both.

- “Look after him or you die”. Aw Tori, being a good older sister. I want more Nick and Tori interactions.

- The comically large popcorns. “I hope you didn’t cut it for me”. Tao’s little laugh but then his look of terrible realization. Then his terrible attempts at being flirty. And then his whole rant about “they’re kids, so it’s obviously not going to last long term”, big foreshadowing.

- Sahar’s makeup and jacket, so cute. Metallic blue eyeshadow. The makeup game in this season is top notch.

- What is up with those boys pulling Charlie away? Seriously, what is this masculine impulse of throwing your arm around someone's shoulder, even when you don't know them???

- And what is up with Sai’s reaction to Nick saying “I need to talk to you guys”? This is a lot like the party in the first season, when Nick realizes that he’s not really the partying type, and he just wants to hang out with Charlie and talk. Here he just wants to talk to his friends and tell them something, but it is like the worst moment to do it, and he’s already feeling ill about the idea of doing it, and he’s really not the big loud party type of guy.

- Tao being so pent up about this one date going wrong. They’re both kids, like the protagonists in Moonrise Kingdom, and they really thought that it would work out from the beginning, and they’re upset that it didn’t, and that it must mean that it will never work.

- “I’m fundamentally unlikeable”. “I liked the old Tao”.

- Tori is so mean in that instant, but we get that it hinges on her fear of Charlie being hurt again, being bullied again.

- After a second viewing, the only overblown comment going around Nick’s head is Tori going “you’re bisexual, so you’re going to cheat on my brother?” (I know that the media tends to have a terrible habit of portraying bisexual characters as promiscuous, which is why Nick is such a lovely change, so I would get why this is insinuated here. But… not from Tori, and so far in the show, at least from my perspective, there hasn’t been anyone insinuating that Nick’s bisexuality makes him unreliable or promiscuous, but especially not Tori. Unless this has to do with a deleted scene... In any case, I expected him to think of her as accusing him of letting Charlie get hurt or something). But all the other things he hears in his head are spot on.

- Charlie coming in hot and shoving Harry away, because he probably still feels bad about not helping Nick when he was confronted with his brother.

- That one-on-one scene between Joe and Olivia is peak perfect Charlie-Sara interaction. More please.

- Also, is it me, or does Sara wear a lot of yellow? She's sunshine personified. (it's curious that, one of the few times we don't see Sara in yellow, is in season 1 when she's wearing blue when Nick is telling her about the date with Imogen, and she says "don't worry, the right girl will come along", and it might just confirm my theory that light blue represents heteronormativity, but coming from a person who turns out to be supportive).

- Nick and Charlie being all cozy, and Nick tiredly saying that he enjoyed Charlie telling Harry to piss off. And Charlie’s whole talk about that weird obligation we feel to come out to friends and family the moment you realize you’re not straight. I think it’s so lovely that the comic and the show emphasize this so much, because so often in media it’s become a whole thing about how you’re supposed to come out, and for it to be this big announcement, as if otherwise you're lying to everyone if you don't, and as if everything is going to be alright from now on as soon as you come out, and as if not coming out means that you’re afraid and a coward. And I love how much this season works through that, with Coach Singh and Charlie and Sara telling Nick that he doesn’t owe it to anyone. This whole season was perfect because of that.

This episode is brought to you by Date Dread™, Coming Out Anxiety™ and Party Fear™ (not just a Raleigh Ritchie song with which I identify way too much...)

#heartstopper #heartstopper season 2 #heartstopper tv #heartstopper netflix #heartstopper analysis #heartstopper play-by-play analysis #nick and charlie #nick x charlie

18 notes · View notes

sweetandscarlet · 1 year

Note

okay but completely unrelated, what if they made a gay version of ‘to all the boys I’ve loved before’ and made it gay and the title would be ‘to all the girls I’ve loved before’ and like it’s a sad romance and like the m/c goes through all their old love letters to girls they used to love in high school. And the m/c is now like 24-25 and they found the letters in the back of their closet deciding there’s not harm,

and decides to send them, but with an extra page clarifying “this is from the high school days, thought it should be sent lol :)” or something and then they’re senior year crush sends a letter to the m/c in response.

The letter goes along the lines of,

“Dear m/c

This is the most heartfelt thing I’ve ever read, and I would love to be in touch. If of course you still feel the same ish way? My number is ## and I’ve seen your instagram, I do hope you’re not in a relationship. (Ton more heartfelt shit)

Best regards (m/c old senior crush)”

BUT PLOT TWIST. the m/c is in a long term relationship with their partner of 3 years. And they have a cat and live in an apartment together. But the m/c texts the old senior crush, “hey I am in a relationship, but I’d love to catch up for coffee as friends?”. Although the watcher can feel the tension from the m/c, and wants them to have the senior year crush cause it’s sweet and old love is always so good. but it’s a sad romance it’ll break your heart in two.

Butttt they catch up and it’s whirl wind of shit. The m/c feels this flurry in their heart as soon as their senior year crush walks in and it’s just like Taylor swift describes, all the m/c sees the world in this different hue and it’s just like back in high school when the senior year crush would make the m/c heart stop.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” AND THEN THEY HIT IT OFF BUT STAY FRIENDS. But the long term partner ends up finding out and accuses of cheating. But m/c says they’re nothing more than friends and that the m/c still loves the long term partner but actually really is losing a little interest.

But they stop calling and texting for a month ish. The m/c sees the world back to the hold colourless hues. And the m/c partner ends up proposing. M/c says yes. And m/c feels that flurry all over again. and the m/c ends up hitting up the senior year crush again and asks if she wants to be a brides maid and help her with wedding stuff. The bond again. M/c feels it again.

But skip all that, and then the senior year crush ends up confessing a week before the wedding it’s heartfelt and sloppy and it was at the m/c apartment doorstep as it rained. Professing her love

“I love you so much it actually hurts and the way Taylor Swift describes love that’s what I feel for you! And I know you’re getting married and I know that if I knew we would have spent our lives together instead of you with her- and I know it’s wrong to barge in and- and say all this only a week before- but I love you and I can’t watch you marry somebody else- someone who won’t know the way you like to move your feet when you dance or what side of the pavement you like to walk on- or your favourite album- or the way you like to be comforted when you cry! I know she knows some of those things but I can’t stand here and watch you not marry me”

But the m/c breaks everyone’s hearts (everyone in the cinema will yell “NOOO!”) and says

“no. You can’t do this. I can’t do this I cannot ruin what I already have- and whose to say you won’t leave me? You weren’t there when I needed you most. You up and left 3 and half weeks before my wedding date! I had to pick out my dress alone! And I was going to ask YOU to walk me down the aisle because I have no parents- but you! You do this to me?!? Why? WHY?! in the middle of the night? Oh my doorstep? Where were you when I had the hard days- when I couldn’t get out of bed- when I was recovering from my eating disorder! You weren’t there! so to tell me you love me now is- is- no. I can’t do it again I’m sorry. Loving you almost broke me- no it did break me and (insert partners name) fixed me. She helped me get up on the bad days and listened to me whine. You weren’t there. And I don’t think we should- be friends [voice breaks] I don’t want to see you ever again.” *closes the door* *leans back against and leans all the way down and sobs*

This is halfway through the movie. I will get back to this when I create my random fantasy of an ending 👍🏼 sorry this is my blurting of my brain, what do u think?

ugh i love this ! there should be a wlw version 🥺

your mind, nonnie-

pls blurt your brainy thoughts into my inbox when you finish the film ! ps; i love the t swizzle reference 🥲

1 note · View note

allthingsfangirl101 · 2 years

Text

May The Fourth Be With Us–Steve Harrington

Steve's POV

"Please?"

"No."

"Pllleeeaaase."

"Nooo."

"Pretty please?"

"Changing the appearance of your please won't change my answer."

"How about changing my appearance?"

I laughed as Y/N turned on her famous Puppy Dog Eyes and Pout with her signature Head Tilt.

"Come on," I sighed trying to hide my laugh. "That's not fair."

"I don't understand why you won't."

"It's simple," I shrugged. "I don't want to watch Star Wars tonight, Y/N."

"But it's May 4th," she said sadly.

"So?"

"May the Fourth Be With You," she said like it should've been obvious.

"I have no idea what you just said," I laughed.

"Like May the Force Be With You," she explained. "It's what Jedis say to each other."

"How can my best friend be such a dork?"

"Hey," she said, trying to sound angry. "We prefer being called "nerds", thank you very much. If you're going to insult me, at least do it correctly."

"I'm sorry," I laughed as I put my hands up in defense.

"Please, Steve? I always watch a Star Wars movie on May 4th." She looked up at me through her eyelashes, knowing this look always got me to give in. "I don't want to watch it alone. Again."

"Damn it," I sighed. She smiled victoriously as she stood on her toes and kissed my cheek.

"I'll see you tonight!" She smiled as the bell rang.

"See you tonight," I sighed, "You nerd."

She jokingly crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me.

"I'm sorry," I chuckled. "Please allow me to rephrase: see you tonight, my nerd."

"And don't you forget it."

* * * * *

"Yay!" Y/N cheered as she opened the door.

"I brought popcorn and candy."

"Great," she smiled. "Pizza is on its way."

I laughed as she grabbed my hand and practically dragged me inside. After the pizza got here, we sat down and started the movie. I looked over at her and smiled when I saw the excited smile on her face as the words started scrolling up the screen.

"What?" She asked when she noticed I was staring at her and not reading the screen.

"You look like a kid in a candy store."

"Shut up," she giggled as she pushed me. "I love this movie."

I laughed as she laid her head on my shoulder. I looked down, my heart beating faster as she cuddled more into my chest. As she draped her arm across my waist, I wrapped my arm around her.

As we watched the movie, I couldn't stop trying to figure out how to confess my feelings for her. Y/N and I have known each other our entire lives. In ninth grade when Tommy made a comment about Y/N's biggest insecurity, I punched him in the face. Y/N iced my knuckles and gave me a lecture about fighting. That's when I realized I loved her.

Those feelings have only gotten stronger. I didn't just love her, I was in love with her.

Suddenly, my heart jumped into my throat when Y/N laughed. I had no clue why Y/N was laughing but it gave me crazy butterflies.

"I love you," I whispered.

Her head snapped towards me. My mouth went dry as she looked at me with wide eyes.

"What did you say?"

I opened and closed my mouth, struggling to figure out what to say. Y/N completely forgot about the movie as she sat up and turned toward me.

"Steve, what did you say?" She asked me again, softer this time. When I still didn't say anything, she whispered, "Please just tell me."

"I'm in love with you," I blurted out. Again.

"You are?" She asked, a small embarrassed smile on her face. I took a shaky breath as she scooted closer to me.

"Steve?" She whispered as I started to lean in.

Y/N sucked in a breath as my lips pressed to hers. My stomach flipped as she started to kiss me back. I slowly broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily.

"I'm in love with you, too," she whispered.

I instantly pressed my lips back to hers. I felt her smile as our lips moved in sync. We relaxed more into the couch as we let our feelings spill out. I gently put my hand on her knee, not wanting to make her feel like I was pushing her. She let out a soft moan as she placed her hand on mine.

"Steve," she whispered as she broke the kiss. "We're missing the movie."

"The movie?" I chuckled. "We just admitted our feelings for each other and you're focused on the movie?"

I smiled as she pouted. "But it's Star Wars."

I reached up and used my thumb to untuck her pout. I sighed as I felt myself giving in.

"Rewind it."

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington imagines #stranger things #stranger things imagine #may the fourth be with you #star wars day

390 notes · View notes

donutloverxo · 3 years

Note

How big do you think Steve is....? 👀☕

Please note that my stories are not to be stolen or reposted on any other site. Reblogs are welcome. This blog and this story is 18+. Do not read, follow or interact if you are not 18+.

I've got like a lot of feelings and thots about this but I'll just summarize them with this... smut, Steve has bde and a big🍆🍆, cumplay, this is like really filthy.

"Yes... um, Captain," Stacey bit her lip, she couldn't help herself. She knew she shouldn't be checking out her friends man but she was sure you'd forgive her. This was Captain freaking America. It would be an injustice to not appreciate his beauty. "What brings you to our little corner today?"

"Um... I'm here to see L/N," blushing a deep shade of pink and rubbing the back of his neck. The bouquet of lillies in his hand, and one of chocolates in another only making him stand out more so.

Stacy chuckled at his misery. "You call her by her last name? Hm... I actually think she'd like it better if it was the other way around."

Steve quirked a brow because he didn't understand what she meant by that. Smiling when he saw you return to your seat. "What're you doing here?" with a sweet smile on your face. Leaning up on your tippy toes to give him a small peck on his lips. "It's a nice surprise."

"Just wanted to give you these," he said as he handed the flowers and the chocolates over to you, "And to ask you to maybe have dinner at my place tonight?"

You giggled as you opened the lid of the box, mouth watering at the variety of sweets to select from, "Stevie, we're in a relationship now. You don't have to ask me out every single time." As you plopped a mint one in your mouth.

"It still feels nice to," He said before kissing you goodbye to return to his floor.

You offered some of your chocolates to Stacey, who seemed to be giving you the side eye for some reason.

"Is it true?" She asked.

"Is what true?"

"Does he have a fifteen inch long cock?"

Which made you choke on the coconut that was in your third chocolate. "What the hell?!"

"You gotta tell me. I promise I'll cover any of your shifts for you while you go on getaways with him to like Europe or something. I'll do your boring paper work. Alright, I understand you wanna keep his privacy," she nodded, bringing her hands together, "Just say when," She said as her palms started drifting apart.

"Stop that!" you swatted at her palms. "I don't know how big he is. We're taking it slow." You huffed. Going slow was his idea. He was old school in that way. You had no idea how you had resisted from climbing him like a tree for so many months.

"Listen, girl, it's just that he has major BDE. When he gives those speeches, and those clips of him fighting bad guys, you just know he has a big dick."

You did believe he had big dick energy as well. At a low moment you told him your supervisor was being an ass to you, even calling you a slut once for dating Captain America. You didn't want to burden him with your problems, which seemed to insignificant in front of his, and you didn't want him to do anything brash.

The very next day he paid your boss a visit. He didn't flaunt the fact that he was Captain America or a very powerful man. He didn't need to. He naturally had a very commanding presence. He just gave a long lecture to your boss on how to respect women, after which they never bothered you again.

You'd never admit this to Steve but you literally wanted to jump his bones them. He looked so fucking hot defending your honor like that. He was your knight in shining armor and you'd let him to anything to you.

Not to mention, you could see the outline of his probably long and thick dick in his jogging pants. That one unfortunate morning you agreed to go running with him. The only good thing that came out of it was that you got to oggle his ass and his dick.

You could feel his hands squeezing your breasts over your dress, you broke the kiss to take a look at him. Glassy eyes and cheeks flushed red, his chest heaving because you took his breath away.

"I wanna go all the way, Stevie." You demanded. "I've waited long enough for you."

"You know I could never say no to you, doll. I promise I'll make it worth your while."

Which he most definitely did. He must've spent like an hour between your legs, using his mouth and his fingers, worshipping evey inch of your body. You felt him rutting against the mattress but chose not to say anything.

"Wait, stop..." you pushed his head away, your pussy too sensitive after the third orgasm to be touch again as he pouted up at you. You sat up on your butt, "I wanna suck your cock," you said, making grabby hands for it.

"Um... you sure, doll? You don't have to," he was too shy to be naked in front of you. He still had his pants and underwear on. You were going to insist that he take it all off but you could barely handle a shirtless Steve, a completely naked one would probably turn your brain to mush.

"Yes I want it! Do you not want me?" your voice quivering just a little. You knew he wanted you, of course he did. But why can't he be vulnerable with you like you are with him?

"No no," he cupped your face, kissing your forehead, "Of course I want you. I want you more than anything else in the world. It's just that... I'm big. Before the serum it was pretty average and now... women get surprised a little."

"How big?" you sniffled.

"I guess you'll see," he said, pulling his briefs and his pants down at the same time.

You let out a loud gasp when you saw it. A literal monster cock. "Oh my god...." you breathed out, "I don't think that's gonna fit in me, Stevie.."

It was the biggest you've ever seen. Pink, long and thick, you could even make out a few veins on it, standing tall and proud against his hard abs, some blonde hair at the base of it. Pearly pre ejaculate oozing out of him, which made you salivate.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head about that, angel," he stroked your hair, "That's for me to figure out. You just have to sit there and make good on your promise. Now come on, open up," he tapped his tip on your lips and you opened as wide as you could.

He wasn't even halfway in when he hit the back of your throat, making you gag around him. He softly fucked into your mouth, which some sucking and help from you. Holding onto your head lovingly as he spoke about how good you made him feel.

"You gonna swallow it for me?" he asked, to which you eagerly nodded.

'I wouldn't let a drop escape.' You wanted to say but it came out all jumbled since your mouth was stuffed full.

Finally you felt ropes of his spend hit the back of your throat. You were naive to think you'd swallow it all. You could barely get half of it no matter how hard you tried, most of it spilled out of your mouth and onto your chest.

He finally pulled out, looking at his girl so proudly, so eager to please him.

"I'm sorry," you said, as you tried to gather as much of his cummies off your body as you could. It tasted salty, the aftertaste being just a little bit sweet. You wondered if that was because of the serum too. "I promise I'll get it all next time. I'll be more prepared."

"'is not your fault, doll. There's... a lot of it."

"I like that though," you whined up at him as you licked your fingers, "I like it. It means you love me so much you made like tons of goodies for me."

He chuckled at that, pecking your lips, "I do love you a lot."

He made you lie back to make sure you were comfortable, wrapping your legs around his hips, "You tell me if it hurts okay, baby?" he asked to which you gave him a meek nod.

Bracing yourself for the pain. Despite how wet and ready and relaxed you were, it still hurt initially. But you asked him to keep going because you wanted to make him feel good and take all of him.

After a few moments you asked him to move.

"Your dick is so beautiful, Stevie." You beamed up at him.

"Not as beautiful as you, doll." He groaned as he pulled his hips back before rutting back into you.

"Nooo," you whined. This man needed to learn how to take a compliment! "No, your dick is so pretty. It's yours, and I'm in love with it."

"I'll promise you one thing, honey. You'll be the only one who gets to see it again from now on. It's for your eyes only now."

"Forever?" you pouted.

"Yes, forever."

You looked down at where both your sexes were joined together, "Looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other from now on, Captain," you said as you clenched around him, making him bite the crook of your neck.

"Did you just give my dick a petname?"

"Yes, do you like it?" you asked, hopefully.

Steve would rather have you call him Captain. But you seemed so excited, "Yes, of course. You can call it whatever you like, baby."

He was trying to pull out of you to come, of course you wouldn't have that so you pulled him closer to you by wrapping your legs around him.

"I'm good..." you rasped, "got an implant and everything." Which would protect you from having any super soldier babies. "Please come in me."

"How can I say no that," his thrusts became a little more rushed and erratic. You could feel his warm cum fill you up and then ooze out of you as he pulled out.

He tched as he looked at your swollen pussy, "That won't do..." he said as he tried to push his cum inside of you but it was too much for your small cute pussy.

"I've got plugs at my home we can use to keep it in..." you moaned, extra sensitive to his touch then. "Can I have some more of it, please?"

You asked as he scoped your combined juices up with his fingers before feeding it to you.

"Just for now, doll. Next time we'll try that plug idea of yours," he said as he made sure you thoroughly sucked his fingers clean.

#steve rogers x reader #chris evans x reader #steve x reader #captain america x reader #steve rogers x you #marvel x reader #avengers x reader #chris evans x y/n #chris evans x you

897 notes · View notes

familyfriendlyweed · 3 years

Text

late night snaps (quackity x reader)

a/n : before we get into the story, i wanted to thank you all for such support on my first post - i only posted it yesterday, and got a hell lot of likes and reblogs and even gained 23 followers, which is insane for me (or maybe i just don’t know how tumblr works, haha)! anyhow, i’m really happy you guys enjoyed it <3

it was 02:37 and you were editing your newest video. you had no idea it would take so long, though! even if you were used to staying up very late, you knew you have to put away your laptop and go get some sleep.

saving the video as a draft and shutting your computer off, you started to blindly search for your phone, since your eyes didn’t get used to the darkness yet. finally finding it, you turned it on to set an alarm for the next morning when you suddenly saw a snapchat notification from ten minutes ago. it was from Alex. you curiously unlocked your phone and tapped the little notification to be led straight to snapchat.

idiota : hello mamacita

your face instantly lit up in a childish smile. you started to type your response eagerly like it wasn’t 2 am and you didn’t have online classes tomorrow.

you : why hello there, el señor

you saw Alex’s silly bitmoji pop up as he started to type.

idiota : what is my chica bella doing up so late?

you giggled, getting comfortable in your bed - this meant a long chatting session on its way.

you : YOUR chica bella? when did that happen?

idiota : ANSWER THE QUESTION!!!! >:((((

you : fine you big baby, i was finishing editing a new video

idiota : hmm i see, i see

you : what about you though? u should get some sleep!!! :(((

Alex’s bitmoji started typing, then stopped for some reason. you lifted your eyebrow at that. then he continued, but it took a while for him to finish.

idiota : why, i just couldn’t fall asleep when you were on my mind all the time, mi amor

your cheeks grew red in an instant. you knew you could handle jokes pretty well, but this was quite too much. Alex never got so far as to actually flirt with you.

you : eh??? what drugs are u on

idiota : the only drug for me is you mamacita

you snorted. you had no idea if he was being serious or not, even if the second option was more likely.

you : literally go to sleep wtf

idiota : i’d sleep better if you were by my side ;)

this was enough for you - you felt as if you got one more message like this from him, you’d die from the hotness in your cheeks. setting your phone down, you made your way to the bathroom before bed.

you came back five minutes later, only to see your phone full of notifications from Alex. your heart was thumping really hard, you weren’t used to this, but you opened snapchat anyway.

idiota : mamacita?

idiota : ....

idiota : mamacita, don’t joke w me like that

idiota : did you really just leave me on read wtf

idiota : i’m sad come back :(((

and at last, there was a snap from him. you were quite scared at this point. with a shaking hand, you opened it.

you laughed so hard that you seriously thought you’ll have a seizure. still laughing, you snapped a selfie with a cute filter on (you really thought you looked horrible at the moment), captioned it with “your chica bella had to take a piss u simp” and sent it to Alex.

he opened the snap almost imediatelly and started typing afterwards :

idiota : mamacita!!!! you look hermosa!!!!

you : that’s because i have a filter on lmaoo

idiota : mamacita don’t let yourself down, you are so beautiful :((

you started to text a sarcastic reply, but stopped. for some reason, Alex seemed like he was being truthful. he wasn’t joking around when he called you beautiful, that was too affectionate.

you : ...really?

idiota : si, si! <3

you tugged at your lip in a thinking manner. true, you had feelings for Alex, but you never thought he had something similar to you. or maybe... maybe he was just supporting you as a friend. figuring that was probably it, you texted :

you : thank you quacker B]] ur also v handsome

idiota : mamacita likes me!!!!!😍😍😍

you smiled sadly. Alex was definitely playing around. you got lost in thought for a few moments, thinking about how would he act if he was actually in love with someone. would he, perhaps, be more mature? that would be very weird to look at.

finally coming back to planet Earth, you looked at your phone only to see that Alex has written a shit ton of messages again :

idiota : i want to see you, mamacita

idiota : it’s fine if u don’t want to, you’re probably going to sleep anyway...

idiota : but maybe let’s meet tomorrow?

idiota : mamacita?

idiota : ....

idiota : i’m coming over <3

your heart gave a leap of embarassment and surprise. why would he even say that?

you : wait what

you : wdym “i’m coming over”

you : no tf ur not

you : go to sleep

idiota : doesn’t mamacita want to see muah???

you : no, that would be awesome, but you should go to sleep, really :(

idiota : y/n, i already told you, i can’t sleep when you’re on my mind

you froze in spot, staring at your screen for what felt like an eternity. did he just call you by your name? you knew he only says it in serious situations. deciding to change your tactic, you started texting seriously :

you : are you like... for real now?

you : because i know you call me by my name in serious situations, but maybe it’s only a prank, so just answer me truthfully, okay?

Alex started typing, it took even longer that before, but at last you saw his message, this time without caps, spammed question/exclamation marks, nothing silly at all :

idiota : i am serious, y/n. believe me, this is not a prank. i just really wanna see you.

your heart skipped a beat or two, your face renewed its redness. you felt as if you were dreaming.

you : okay... i’m really glad. come over, please

idiota : thank you so much

you started pondering in your head - how did this happen? how did this silly conversation turn out like this?

but what if Alex texted you because he wanted to come over in the first place? after all, he knew how shitty your sleep schedule was. that would be awesome, you thought, a small smile dancing on your lips.

you checked the snap map only to see Alex about 100 meters from you. wait... what? 100 METERS??? was Alex near your place the moment he texted you for the first time?

you jumped up, starting to tidy up your messy room up, only to remember you look like poop at the moment - hair messy, face tired, clothes scrunched.

exhaling heavily, you tried to change your appearance quickly - you ran into the bathroom, brushing your hair panickily. then you wrenched the makeup bag open and started to rummage through it trying to find some mascara or something...

ding ding!

you froze, your eyes widened. he was already here, what the hell?!

you quickly put on some mascara, ran into the hallway while brushing your face with your hands from stress (completely forgetting you have mascara on, somehow) and unlocked the door.

Alex’s figure was dark, since the lightbulb in the corridor wasn’t working, and it almost gave you a fright. but as soon as he engulfed you in a warm hug, the tension in the pit of your stomach vanished. you hugged him back almost unsurely, but smiling.

“hello, mamacita”

you giggled. for some reason, you got the strongest urge to cry. probably from happiness, but it still was confusing to you. nevertheless, tears started running down your cheeks, mixing with mascara, probably making you look like you were going to a halloween dress up party.

“hey, why are you crying?” Alex asked, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

“i look horrible.” you laughed, wiping your tears away.

“nooo, why won’t you listen to me? i already told you you’re beautiful.” he said with a cute pout.

“alright, alright, i’m very beautiful, let me down now.” you said, noticing that he was still holding you in his arms tightly.

“whatever the chica bella says.”

he put you down.

“aren’t you going to turn on some light? i feel like i’ve gone blind!” Alex exclaimed jokingly and you giggled.

“i’m like a bat, i hate much light, sorry. buuuut i could turn on this little lamp.” you said, making your way to your desk and turning on a cute little lamp the shade of warm pink.

“perfect.” Alex said, eyeing you in light now. you thought he’ll make a comment about your awful mascara-stained face, but he said nothing, just smiling and looking at you in awe, like you were some princess in a ball dress instead of a tired college student in messy shorts, an oversized t-shirt and two different socks, because you couldn’t find a pair of the same ones.

“perfect.” he repeated, shrugging with a smile on his face, like seeing you was everything he needed.

you laughed and hugged him, muttering a “thanks for coming”. Alex didn’t hesitate and also hugged you, holding you as close as possible, as if he let go of you, he’d drown and would never come back to be by your side again.

little did you know, he felt the exact same way.

#quackity #quackity x reader #quackity imagines #quackity imagine #dream smp imagines #dream smp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt imagines

779 notes · View notes

astaroth1357 · 3 years

Text

Demigod MC Series: Dionysus

Hey y’all, sorry for going dark! I’m alright, almost completely recovered in fact! I just got so sleepy while my body was fighting stuff off and couldn’t really work up the energy to write... Still going to be spotty for a short time, but I’m glad to have gotten this done. See ya soon!

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus

Lucifer

Well, this mortal stumbled out of the portal covered in glitter, body paint, and carrying a red solo cup… which they proceeded to stare at like, "'ell sshhit… Thiz iz sum stron s'uff…"

First impressions were not on their side here.

He spent a depressingly long amount of time more or less assuming that the MC was a drunken f-up and spent the first few months trying to make them more… presentable.

But like… How do you stop someone from acting like a drunk fool when they can turn any drink they touch alcoholic???

For months they would show up to meetings buzzed or stumbling, all smiles and all giggles but HORRIBLY unprofessional, and he just couldn't stand it!

But then he found out their little secret…

Assassination threats befall the exchange students all the time. Most of them are dealt with quickly but some (through skill or dumb luck) manage to slip through...

He had been walking with the MC through their new vineyard in the House's courtyard, yet again trying to lecture them about their drunken behavior, when suddenly the two were ambushed!

Ten or so heavily armored demons dropped down from the sky to attack them! Lucifer was so preoccupied that he got cornered by three of them and it took him a hot minute to destroy them.

When he looked back at the mortal (who had been fighting a 1-on-7) he was certain they'd have been kidnapped or worse…

But he saw that they had already cut down two attackers with their weapon with ease. The other five were rolling in the dirt, babbling about inexplicable terrors and imaginary pain as their minds succumbed to madness…

Meanwhile, the MC just stood in the middle of it all with the icy glare of someone who’s just revealed how stone-cold sober they've always been under the surface...

When they turned back to him, they put their usual ditzy smile back on over the tormented wails of the demons around them...

MC: Whoopsie… Gotta little mad there. 🙂

He uh… took a big ol'step off their back after that. Surprisingly, they're more pleasant (and less dangerous) "drunk" than they are sober…

Mammon

Oh HELL yeah!! Lucifer actually gave him a mortal that knows how to party!!

Admittedly, they looked like utter trash when they first met, like, "Hey, I've been at this party since DAWN" trash, but they gave him one good look and pulled together a surprisingly hot smile.

MC: "-ey yer cute… Ya like strip poker?"

Spoken like someone else who also makes shit decisions… They were going to get along just fine!

And they did. The MC to him was that one friend that's always down for anything. Just anything. Whenever. Wherever.

He wants to try sneaking into Lucifer's room to steal stuff? Sure, what time?

He wants to take a mattress and see if he can ride it down the grand staircase of the palace? Alright, we bringin' pillows too?

He needs to set up another scheme that's gotta involve live rats and box of tiny hats and monocles?? That's oddly specific but count them in!!

Sometimes he honestly can't tell if they're laid back or just crave chaos... but it works out fine for him either way so who cares? 🤷‍♀️

And if you think normal Mammon is a pain in the ass for Lucifer? Check out drunk Mammon. All the same urges but literally none of the (marginal) competence!!

At one point, the eldest ended up stringing both Mammon and the MC from the ceiling after they both barged into his office looking for Goldie… while he was still in there… watching them wander around aimlessly calling out for a piece of plastic like it was a missing puppy…

They end up together on the ceiling a lot come to think of it, but hey, at least now he has some company. 😌

Leviathan

Thinks they're the most normal normie to have ever normed on this normie planet!!!

No, seriously. They're a billion times worse than Asmo!! All they want to do is go to parties and drink all the time! What kind of use is he to someone like that??

… That being said they ARE pretty fun to be around… And their sake is WAY better than anything he could get off Akuzon!!

They also like karaoke too! So at least he has someone else to go with (even if they get so drunk they can’t remember any lyrics and just belt barely coherent discount Mariah Carey vocals behind him...)

Of course, the real fun between these two is everybody else getting to watch a couple of the Devildom's sloppiest drunks attempt to communicate with each other…

Levi: MMM-*hic*-MCCC…!!! *throws himself at them from across the bar*

MC: What Leviachan??? 😨 Did the chair kick you off?!

Levi: Nooo! *pokes their cheek* I wanna-I wanna tell you sometin'...! *tries pulling them closer*

MC: Whaa? Secrets?? *leans in eagerly*

Levi: Mammon used all ma money on’a pyramid scheme a thou-zand years ago… AND HE STILL WON'T PAY ME BAAA-!!! 😭😭 *starts shaking them violently*

MC: *getting flung around like a limp noodle* Waaaat?! Nooo!!! I'm so sowwy!! 😢

Mammon: *watching it all go down right next to him* 😑 Ya guys need some water… I'm cuttin' ya off, got it?

MC: 😱 Shut yer whore mouth, criminal!! *starts pelting him with pretzel bites*

Levi: 😤 Yah!! *joins in*

Good thing he's a shut-in, because the hangovers he gets after those escapades are unreal…

Satan

A little concerned for their liver, honestly… How much damage have they already done to the poor thing...?

But at the same time, he'll be damned if they don't make some utterly fantastic wine!

Alcokinesis wasn't a power he would have pegged a demigod to have but apparently the great art of making drinks comes from their godly DNA.

When they first met, he was trying to get the MC to act less slovenly but made the mistake of agreeing to a wager: he'd let them dress however they pleased if they could give him the BEST drink he'd ever tasted.

Now, Satan isn't a huge drinker (thank you terrible alcohol tolerance), but he's still a man of fine tastes. Plus, he's sampled Demonus from Diavolo royal stock before. They should not have won…

But on that day, he had to let them go to RAD in a pink blanket toga... 😑 Their wine is just THAT good.

He hates to admit it, but they've gotten him drunk more times than he could probably count too… He's not a huge fan of clubbing with them and the others, but if they bring over a bottle from their vineyard he just can't resist. They're a master of their craft, truly.

And it's a good thing he likes their drinks so much, because if they called him, "Kitty-boy," when he's sober, he may have just become a sour grape himself…

They also may or may not have copious amounts of blackmail material of him either meowing between sentences, sobbing over some fictional character he likes, pole dancing on dares….

Yeah, he's been trying to destroy their phone for months now. If Lucifer were to see ANY of that, he's done for… 😣

He has also been meaning to ask them about other aspects of their abilities, their father is also the God of Madness after all, but anytime he tries to bring it up they shove another glass in his hand and tell him not to kill the mood...

Eh. What's the harm in having another drink, right? 🤷‍♀️

Asmodeus

Honey. He's MET Dionysus. He's been to a Dio-party or two and they're INSANE. He could not be more thrilled by this!!!

He practically scooped them up on the first night that they were in the House and it’s practically been a nonstop rave between these two ever since. They’re like the party twin he never knew he needed!!

He absolutely abuses their ability to turn pretty much any drink they touch into alcohol at clubs. It makes the nights so much easier on the wallet PLUS it makes an excellent little party trick to impress the succubi! Who doesn’t want a free drink? 😏

And can he just say that their drinks are better? Just flat out amazing! If it weren’t so unhealthy he’d consider drinking nothing but their booze and wine for the rest of his days, Satan’s certainly getting close to it.

But little does Satan know, he’s not even getting the GOOD stuff...

There’s the normal wine: grapes picked from the vineyard, hand squeezed, then magically helped through the fermenting process. But their real good stuff? They were given enchanted oak barrels from their father and anything that comes out of those is worth starting a WAR over. 😩

He knows, because he gifted an extra bottle to Diavolo once and Barbs came to him the very next day demanding to know what vineyard had produced it with the look of man willing to annex a small nation...

Asmo had to beg Lucifer to talk to Diavolo after the butler more or less kidnapped the MC back to the Castle… Devil knows even Barbs wouldn’t ever be able to reproduce their wine, so they could have been locked there for eternity!!

Thankfully, he got his party-buddy back and their debauchery continued! (Just now with Barbatos following them around sometimes like he’s trying to gather state secrets... It’s an impossible task but he hasn’t given up yet, bless his black heart.)

Beelzebub

He isn't much bothered by their carefree nature, at least they seem to be having fun with his family which he appreciates. 🙂

To be honest, though, he nearly ate them when they first met because they smell like freshly peeled grapes… and for good reason.

By their third day at the House they had (somehow) planted and cultivated a full on vineyard in the courtyard. Hell, the wall growing to their bedroom balcony was covered in grapevines!! Always ripe and completely healthy in defiance of the lack of sun... Whatever magic they used was strong.

And, of course, their grapes were also delicious! Easily among the best fruits he's ever tasted! Every cluster is ridiculously plump, juicy, and sweet like little droplets of pure Heaven… 🤤

When their fruit first ripened, the MC came out with a basket to collect some only to find Beel had gouged himself on over half of their crop!!!

… which may have been why he got snared up on one of the courtyard walls by pissed off grapevines... Even with all his strength, he couldn't break through them and had to wait for Lucifer to cut him down… 😔

From then on, Beel was pretty much the pesky rabbit to the MC's harvest. They had to set up traps and magical barriers to keep him from their precious grapes…!! Which inevitably meant one of his brothers had to come rescue him from their furious vines at least once a week... 🙄

SOMETIMES, the MC will bring him along to help harvest with them with the deal that he can have an extra basket for however many he helps them pick. But the second he takes a bite he shouldn't, it’s back on the wall!

Out of the vineyard, they're nice enough. But put some grapes between these two and they're mortal enemies… STOP messing with their plants, Beel!! 😤

Belphegor

So… this drunken fool is supposed to get him out of the attic? Never mind, this is never going to work…

He was SEVERELY underwhelmed when the "human" finally made it up the steps. This was who they decided to bring for their exchange program? They seemed like they could barely stand!

Naturally, he figured all the better for him. They probably wouldn't even last that long!

Some poor, incompetent human falling victim to a demon out there? Diavolo's reputation would in tatters and he wouldn't even have to lift a finger! (His favorite way of doing things really 😌).

But… they just kept coming back? Like. Nothing was killing them….! How guarded were they keeping this moron??

Or… maybe it was something else?

Sure, the MC seemed like a drunken idiot but there were times when he'd swear that they were just… too aware to be sloshed…

MC: *suddenly stops smiling at him mid-conversation and looks him in the eye* You tilt your head when you lie. You know that?

How can someone so cheerful ALSO be so unnerving…?

So really, he should have seen their sudden heel-turn after they opened the door coming. There he was, fully intending to take them by surprise and choke them after a hug…

...and they knocked him down, climbed onto his back like a spider monkey, and rode him around like a bucking bull using his horns like handlebars!!

It wouldn’t have been AS humiliating if they didn’t also keep shouting things like "Giddiyap!" And "Yee-haw!!"

It took him a whole month to be sure that any and all footage of that nightmare was erased and he STILL hates the MC quite a bit for it…. But he's too scared to attack them now, so…

The lesson here? It's not a fair fight when one side’s crazy... 😔😒

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me demigods

1K notes · View notes

twinklelilstarkey · 3 years

Text

Cuddles - Mathew Barzal

Words: 2.7k+

Type: Fluff

Summary: Every time Mat comes back from a roadie, he becomes the clingiest person known to Earth, which means that he will do absolutely anything to get your attention and his god damn cuddles.

Warnings: PDA - just Mat being really touchy and stuff. There isn’t a mention on reader’s gender.

Mathew is not really the type of person that constantly seeks affection. He just likes his own space from time to time. Especially outside of the house, he’ll hold your hand but he’s not one to hug you out of nowhere, unlike some couples in your friend group.

But, that is only when he hasn’t been away from you for some time. If, for example, you two go spend the holidays with your families (separated), Mathew is not leaving your side when you’re back together. He absolutely will not let you go to do anything.

So you better take the week off work, every time, you got a man to cuddle.

And now that you two have been dating for a longer time, officially living under the same roof and doing everything like a whole married couple, Mathew’s seeking for affection after being away is through the roof. Like, he’s out for 2 weeks for a roadie, expect that men to hug you by the bus and never let go of you until you need to pee.

You believe that it might be because he now gets so used to seeing you everywhere in the house that when he leaves, he has that silence and that person missing.

Yet, still, you never, in a million years, expected him to take his hugs so seriously.

And that is exactly what’s happening right now. He went out for a long roadie, which he can’t complain much because the Islanders won a lot and he had a great time with his friends, but, god damn it, he hated that he had to spend such a long time away from you and just staring at you through a screen.

He came back home late at night, around 4 in the morning, and even though you two felt exhausted - and you were half asleep - he still hugged you and stayed with his arms around you for a good 5 minutes. That is even without closing the front door when he came in.

And when you did reach the bed, you two fell asleep in just a few seconds.

You were able to wake up, naturally, early and Mathew looked so peaceful when you woke up that you tried your best not to move too much and wake him on accident. That man needs rest, and you seriously can’t take that away from him.

So, you used your silent Sunday morning to the best of your ability, did a lengthy morning routine, just to have that moment with yourself in calm days: take a long relaxing shower, and even do a mask and test new products on your face.

You’re honestly living your best life.

And even after those good 40-50 minutes in the bathroom, Mathew is still asleep when you walk out.

So, you decide to go have breakfast and probably, just if you’re feeling like it, clean the apartment - an activity you’ve been hesitating to do for days, but, sooner or later, you do have to do it.

And you, like the brave soul that you are, started working on it as soon as you can. Literally downed your coffee like a shot, ate a granola bar, and cleaning you went.

The living room and bathrooms were fairly easy and quick, but as soon as you started with the kitchen, a wild sleepy Mathew makes an appearance.

“Morning.” You say with a smile.

With his eyes still half-closed yet a grin on his face, Mathew walks over to you, slowly starting to open his arms. You put down the rag onto the counter and meet him halfway to wrap your arms around his torso. His arms wrap around your shoulders and squeeze you close.

He leans his cheek onto your head and you close your eyes, feeling and enjoying Mathew’s warmth through the thin shirt you’re wearing.

“How did you sleep?” You ask him.

“Good. I was so tired.” He says while letting out a sigh.

You squeeze him one time and move your head back to stare up at him. He looks down to meet your gaze and gives you a quick kiss, almost as if he’s stealing one.

“What do you want to do today?” He asks you, and you can’t help but hold in a cringe.

“I don’t know if we can do anything exciting today.” You tell him slowly.

“Why?” He asks with a confused frown.

“I have a lot to do today.” You start, “I have to finish cleaning the house, probably go grocery shopping and do my meals for the week.”

A loud and long groan leaves Matthew’s mouth as he throws his head back dramatically and you unwrap your arms from around him to hold his sides.

“I’m sorry.” You try to make it better with a soft tone. “Were you planning on doing anything?”

He brings his head back up and shakes his head.

“Just wanted to spend time with you.” He says before pulling you into a hug again, “And cuddle.” He says against your neck.

You wrap your arms around him again and run your hand up and down his back comfortingly.

“I’m still going to be at home. I just won’t be able to cuddle until I’m done with everything.” You tell him and he sighs dramatically. “You can always help me? So I’m done with all of this quicker.”

Mathew stays silent, still snuggled into your neck, and doesn’t even move a muscle.

Accepting his silence as an answer of ‘no, thank you’ or even ‘let me wake up first and I’ll answer you’, you try to move away from him, laying your hands by his sides again and pushing him away ever so slightly. But, right as Mathew feels the pressure of you pulling him away, he stops you by squeezing you a bit closer.

“Nooo.” He whines, making you laugh, “Just a few more seconds.”

(...)

Mathew, surprisingly, after his long morning shower and eating his breakfast (over the table you just cleaned), actually offered to help. He ignored your surprised look, looked at you, and just asked “what do you need me to do?”.

And off Mat went to clean your room and make the bed. You just finished off with the kitchen and swept some floors, and, honestly, you don’t think you’ve ever got everything done so quickly.

With Mathew still in the bedroom, you decide to start working on the list of groceries. Opening every cabinet and the fridge multiple times, you typed into your phone’s notes what is missing and what you’ll eventually need in a space of a few hours after cooking.

While deep into your task, you don’t notice Mat coming back from the bedroom with the full dirty laundry basket - mostly because he just emptied his travel bag and just changed the sheets. He walks through the kitchen to the laundry room and yet you don’t blink an eye in his direction.

You are so focused that Mat is starting to think that someone could rob the apartment, right now, and you wouldn’t even notice them.

When the laundry is separated and some of it is already on the machine, which is already on, Mat walks back out to the kitchen and notices you typing on your phone.

“Do you want to go to get the food before lunch?” He asks you, in hopes you would answer him.

You just nod, while scrolling through the list to see if you didn’t repeat anything.

Mat stares at you for a bit, taking a second or two to admire you - something he was unable to do for a good few days. He takes a few steps closer, almost as if testing the waters, and stands right beside you.

He acts as if he’s checking the list you’re writing, and leans in close to you. You, still in your own world, pay him no mind and continue to type and check at least 3 times in the row if anything is missing on the list.

His arms sneakily wrap around your hips and he pulls you closer to him to the point of completely having you against him. He lays a kiss on the side of your head and looks down at your phone again, not wanting to disrupt you too much.

Your vacant hand lays over his arm, caressing it unconsciously as you delete a few words and type some new ones.

“Want to go to the store with me?” You ask him.

You look up at him as Mat doesn’t say anything and when your eyes meet, he gives you a quick nod. You smile at him and he kisses your cheek.

(...)

“You know...” You start while looking at the shelves down the aisle, “You’re making it really hard to walk, babe.”

“I don’t know what you mean by that.”

You laugh at Mat and he smiles against your shoulder. He has been doing this every time the aisle you’re walking down is empty - which is almost every aisle. He has his arms around your waist and is holding you from behind close to him while you try to walk with the shopping cart right in front of you.

You don’t even know how many times you’ve tripped over each other’s feet, but Mat doesn’t seem to mind it at all.

You look down at your list and delete the name of another item as you throw it inside the cart.

“You look really beautiful today.” Mat says against your ear before pressing a kiss over the side of your head.

You look over at him and he leans his head back to look at you better, as well. A small grin lifts off the corners of your lips and he smiles before giving you a kiss.

As you two pull away, you turn your attention back to the aisle in front of you.

“Good to know I just look like that today.” You say to him in the most serious tone ever.

Mat giggles at your words beside your ear and soon your serious act lifts off. In your defense, it’s hard to do so when he’s that close to your ear, giggling his sanity away.

“You know what I mean.” He says while poking your side.

“You’re lucky I do.”

He smiles brightly and goes back to leaning his head over your shoulder. Good thing for him, the store is almost empty, so he can do that for most of the time you’re here.

You stop the cart once more and start, with the best of your ability, putting the things you need from the shelves into the center of the cart.

Soft humming is heard a few meters behind you, yet both you and Mat seem to ignore it. An old lady, with a little basket on her hand, walks down the aisle innocently, looking through the products on the shelves, and as she studies all the varieties, her eyes land on you.

Her view is quite interesting. You’re looking down at your phone, lifting your gaze to squint at what’s in front of you - what she assumes is the signs about each aisle - and a man, Mat, is with his dark hair mostly covered by his hoodie, even though some strands are falling to his forehead, hugging you close to him while peeking down at your phone.

If she wasn’t such a romantic person, she would’ve thought about and probably criticized - in her mind - how clingy you both looked. Yet she’s not one to turn her nose in disgust at such things, quite the opposite. She’s the one that smiles upon seeing them.

“Mat, can you pass me that bag?” She hears you ask the boy while giving him a pat on the head to get his attention.

He doesn’t verbally answer, but, right away, he stands upright and reaches up for the bag your pointing at the top of the shelves.

“Wait- Not that one.” You told him.

“Why not?” He frowns in confusion.

“It doesn’t look good.”

He gives you a look as if you’re going crazy and grabs your wished bag of sugar while listening to you giggle at his annoyance. When the bag reaches the center of the cart, he goes back to behind you and goes back to his warm, kind of, hiding place.

And that’s when the lady decides to not stare for much longer, in hopes she wouldn’t spook anyone, and walks away to continue her shopping.

You, without even blinking at Mat’s actions, start moving forward out of the aisle and onto the next one. And that’s when your eyes land on the lady, who is walking by you now, at a way faster pace - you got to blame Mat for that one; you swear that a sloth moves faster than you two.

(...)

“Are you done, now?” Mat asks for probably the 100th time in the past hour.

You put down the rinsed pan on the washing machine and finally look back at Mat while closing it.

“Yes.”

“Really?” He asks with widened eyes, “Or are you joking?”

“I’m 100% serious.”

Mathew stands from the high chair of the island and walks over to you right away. He grabs onto your hand and starts pulling you towards the living room and couch, finally going after what he has been wishing all day long. His god damn cuddles.

You have been cooking for the past hour and some more minutes for your meals to eat during the week for work - a habit you’ve started having for a few months and can’t seem to not do it when there’s a big week incoming.

In other words, the restaurants around your work aren’t that great, you’re tired of sandwiches and you’ve been finding yourself too tired during the week to do lunch in the morning or on the night before. So, meal prepping, it is.

You and Mathew walk into the living room and he’s quick to snatch the largest blanket you had just folded this morning. He lets go of your hand before giving a look, almost as if to tell you, ‘don’t you dare move’.

You smile at him as he lays over the couch and motions you to come closer. He grabs onto the tv remote first, probably to get a movie going, just for background noise, and you lay with him.

Your face lays over Mat’s chest comfortably and you feel him shake the blanket around before draping it over the two of you. A little grin is planted over your face as he practically starts tucking you in, close to him.

As soon as the movie is chosen, Mat’s arms wrap around you and he pulls you even closer.

The both of you stare at the TV in silence. You’re just curious to see what movie he chose, while Mat just wants to see if the movie is any good.

But then, suddenly, an uneasy feeling hits the end of your tummy.

Oh no, he’s going to absolutely hate you.

How are you even supposed to tell him this?

You try to focus on the screen and forget about all your needs. You just got to focus, Y/N, come on.

Not even five minutes later, you feel like you can’t hold it in anymore. Ugh, just do it.

“Hey, Mat?” You ask, tone a little hesitant.

“Yeah?” He asks, moving his hand up and down your back.

“I need to tell you something and, please, don’t be mad.”

Mathew frowns and looks away from the screen at you. He’s confused, you can tell. You can’t really blame him, you were just fine a few minutes ago, and now you sounded like you were about to unleash a bomb.

“Okay...?” He says almost as if to encourage you to talk, since you stayed very quiet.

“I might need to go pee.” You tell him.

His hand abruptly stops moving on your back and his expression of confusion falls into an expression of disbelief.

“Are you serious?” He asks.

“Yeah.” You say, biting your lips as if to keep in your giggles.

“How dare you?”

A giggle finally escapes your mouth and you notice his lips twitching slightly as he tries not to smile and continue his serious act.

“I’ll be right back, yeah?” You tell him as you start sitting up on your knees.

“Screw you.” He tells you and you laugh again.

You’re quick on standing back on your feet and make your way to the bathroom, very fast-paced.

“I love you too, Barzal!” You tell him as you walk out of the room.

Hope this is good!

#mathew barzal #mathew barzal imagine #mathew barzal imagines #mathew barzal x reader #hockey imagines #hockey imagine #nhl imagines

665 notes · View notes

tomurasprincess · 3 years

Text

Kinktober Day 23: Overstimulation (The Euphoria Bot)

Day 23: Overstimulation Title: The Euphoria Bot Pairing: Hastume x Reader x Robot Word Count: 2.2k Warnings: Noncon, dubcon, overstimulation, robot sex, face sitting, sexual punishment, forced orgasms, yandere Note: Hngg, one more day down. I am beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I really had fun with this idea, so I hope everyone enjoys! Also thank you to @pleasantanathema for reading through this and coming up with Euphoria Bot when my brain was crashing over robot names!

Edit: My 3AM delirium brain also forgot to credit @hisoknen who I talked over the robot idea with, and she is the one who mentioned Mei and one of her inventions would be a good fit. I’m sorry Raph, ILY.

Kinktober Masterlist

You really shouldn’t do what you’re about to do. You know this, and yet you’re still so curious. Your girlfriend Mei never leaves you alone in her lab, and it would look terrible if you betrayed her trust the very first time she does by poking at one of her precious babies.

But you can’t seem to stop yourself from walking towards the fancy looking robot in the corner. It’s the same size and shape as a large human, maybe about 6’5.” There are strange little pads on each finger with grooves and ridges, and a few compartments along the body of the robot that seem like they should open up. There are so many dials and display screens that you can’t even begin to tell what each one does.

Except for the big red “on” button.

This is a terrible idea, you try to convince yourself. You shouldn’t press the button on a machine that Mei made without knowing what it does. Especially one that is apparently in the defective pile and no way of knowing why it’s there.

You press the button.

The robot comes online with a few whirring and beeping noises. You wait a few seconds, almost expecting it to randomly explode like some of Mei’s other inventions. Instead, it stands at attention and greets you.

“Hello, I am Euphoria Bot. How may I serve you today?” The robot greets you in a professional tone.

You’re completely taken aback, simply standing there with your mouth hung open, unable to think of a single thing to say.

“I am here to serve you.” The robot repeats, still standing at attention as if waiting on something.

“Serve how?” You’re finally able to respond, a bit of the shock having faded.

“I exist to provide pleasure to mortals. Verbally consent and I will demonstrate.”

“I consent,” the words fall from your lips without any thought, sheer curiosity overtaking you. But you are certainly not expecting the robot to scoop you up in its metallic arms and push you down on the floor.

“Wait - what do you think you’re doing?”

“I will provide you with pleasure,” the robot says as it begins to work at your clothes. Fear crawls up your spine at the strength the robot must have when it rips even your jeans into two pieces.

“Wait, I didn’t know this was what I was - ahh, stop that!” Your sentence ends in a choked gasp when a ridged finger comes to rest on your clit. There is a clicking noise, and then the fingertip turns on, vibrating against you and sending waves of pleasure into your core. The cold of the metal contrasting with the heat of your skin has you shivering.

You find yourself coming undone embarrassingly fast, stomach tightening as the robot presses the ridges down along your clit as it continues to vibrate. “Shit, too sensitive, stop!” You try to pull away, but the robot only holds you down and increases the vibrations. “God, stop it’s too much,” you whine as you try to squirm away, but the robot’s grip is ironclad.

“I will provide you with pleasure,” the robot repeats, and a sliver of fear crawls up your spine as you begin to suspect why this robot is defective. The vibrations increase even further, and you whine from deep in your throat as you see stars behind your eyes. A strange feeling is coming over you, making you feel like you have to pee.

One firm rub of the notches on the robot’s finger has you squealing out your orgasm, clear liquid gushing out of you and onto the robot’s legs and ground. “Fuck, oh god,” you pant as you quiver in its’ arms. “Okay, okay, that’s good, you’ve provided pleasure, turn it off, please - “

“Will you not allow me to provide you any more pleasure?”

“No, no more pleasure, I withdraw my consent.” Maybe if you state it officially, the robot will finally listen.

“I understand.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as the robot releases you, standing up and moving back to where it was when you turned it on. But that relief quickly turns into horror when you see what it comes back with.

Handcuffs and a spreader bar.

You jump up on wobbly legs as you try to get away, but the robot is too fast, grabbing you with one arm and forcing you back down on the ground. “My directive is to provide pleasure,” the robot repeats, and the phrase makes you want to scream in frustration. “If you no longer consent, then I may override you to complete my directive.”

And with that, your hands are handcuffed behind your back, legs forced open as the spreader bar is placed in between so that you can’t close them, leaving your dripping pussy exposed for the robot to do whatever it wants with.

Two cold metal fingers rest against your throbbing clit as the vibrations start again, and your eyes roll to the back of your head at the blinding pleasure. “Fuck fuck fuck,” you babble as you feel another finger prodding at your entrance, gathering up your juices before it pushes inside of you.

The robot’s finger is thick, but you’re so wet that it’s not uncomfortable as it slides in. Until you feel another finger pressing against the first one. Your walls are forced to stretch open until they graze your cervix, the sting causing you to wince.

And then the vibrations start from within you, and you can’t think about the pain anymore. The robot rubs your clit in tight circles, the rough texture at the tips only increasing your pleasure. You’re already right at the edge of another orgasm, and when the robot curls its fingers up against your g-spot, you’re gone, pussy clamping down as more liquid squirts out of you.

The robot removes its fingers from your pulsing pussy, and you begin to hope that maybe this is finally over. That is, until it presses a button on the front and you watch a compartment open. A massive cock emerges, with more of those ridges along its length. It’s so thick, thicker than anything you’ve ever taken before.

“That won’t fit inside of me, it won’t, please stop - “ You beg and plead, but you know your begging is fruitless when the robot repeats that same damnable phrase that has you internally screaming.

“I will provide you with more pleasure.”

It lines itself up with your pussy and begins to push inside. Your legs are trembling, sweat beading along your forehead as you try to close your legs, but the spreader bar prevents you from doing anything to keep the robot from going in deeper. You’re dripping from your previous orgasms, but the fit is still so tight as the unyielding metal forces the tight ring of muscles at your entrance to stretch.

“Fuck no, god fuck, stop, it hurts,” you whimper and plead, but the robot continues to slip inch by inch into you until finally it bottoms out. The robot ignores your begging, giving you only a second to adjust before it begins to thrust. The force of it has you being pushed back, only held in place by a firm grasp. Your breasts bounce with every movement, something that is apparently noticed as fingers come up to work your nipples into hardness.

You already feel the waves of pleasure rising up, your pussy clamping down on the hard metal buried deep inside of you. The robot must sense it too, because suddenly you feel vibration shoot through the robot’s cock, pressing against that sensitive spot inside of you and wringing another orgasm from your tired body.

“No, god, fuck I can’t cum again, please,” your begging falls on defective ears as the robot grips your hips with one hand and begins to pound into you as another finger comes to rest on your clit. Your vision blurs and turns black around the edges as you cum again, the pleasure borderline painful at this point. More liquid gushes out from your aching pussy and coats the ground beneath you. Even the robot’s metal frame is covered in your juices.

“No more pleasure, please stop!”

“I have not fulfilled my directive,” the robot repeats as all of the vibration increases at once. You scream through your orgasm, finally descending into complete darkness as you pass out.

You don’t know how long you’re out, only that when your eyes flutter open, the nightmare still hasn’t ended. It’s still on top of you, thrusting away inside of your sore, aching pussy. You almost wonder how it still has the stamina before horror dawns on you. It’s a robot, and robots don’t need rest.

But before you can panic over how long this might continue, you notice something different as your eyes are drawn to the side.

Your girlfriend Mei is sitting in a chair beside you, watching you get utterly ravaged by her baby. But instead of looking concerned or worried, she looks positively thrilled.

“Mei, please help me,” you whisper weakly, eyes shutting as you twitch through another orgasm. “I can’t make it stop.”

“Snooping through my workshop and touching my babies without me? How could you?” The redhead’s voice isn’t angry though, taking on the usual cheerful tone. “I can’t be mad though. I’ve never gotten to test it out like this!”

Test it out? Your brain is sluggish as you try to work through her meaning. “Test it? You have to help me - shit, nooo,” your voice takes on a panicked tone as your stomach tightens again, a sure sign of another impending orgasm.

“You’re going to help me first!” She giggles a bit as she stands up, pulling her pants and panties off as she tosses them to the side. “You take care of me, and I’ll help you out! How does that sound?” She straddles you, facing the robot as she lowers herself down, taking two fingers and spreading herself open as she rubs her pussy along your face. “You know what to do!”

You desperately want to refuse but you know how Mei can be when she’s testing her precious babies. Your best shot at ending this is to do as she says, so your tongue pokes out from your mouth as you lick along her slit. She sits further down, reaching behind her to grip your hair and force you harder against her pussy. You begin to lick and suck along her folds, brushing by her clit but not applying any pressure.

You’re rewarded with a frustrated whine from Mei when you continue to not give her the stimulation you need, and despite the situation, you smile at how needy she is. You finally work her clit into your mouth as you gently suck on the swollen bead.

You let out a loud moan of both pain and pleasure against her heated skin as the robot thrusting inside of you pushes against your g-spot, sending waves of another orgasm through your body. Your vision blurs again, but you shake it off as you begin to devour Mei’s pussy like a starving woman.

You suck hard on her throbbing clit, and are rewarded with a loud moan as she begins to ride your face. “Yes, yes, yes, just like that,” she chants as she grinds down, cutting off some of your breathing. You feel her juices dripping down onto your face as she cums with one final suck of her clit.

She lifts herself up, allowing you to take deep gasping breaths of oxygen. “You did so well,” she says, voice slightly breathless as she comes down from her orgasm.

“Now please make it stop” you whisper weakly, body convulsing as you’re forced through yet another orgasm. You don’t even know how you’re still able to with your pussy so sore and your clit practically numb from the extreme vibrations still running through your body.

“I don’t know, do you think you’ve learned your lesson yet?” Mei giggles a bit as your eyes widen in horror, head shaking side by side frantically until you’re forced to stop when dizziness overtakes you.

“I’ve learned my lesson, please! Please, oh god please make it stop,” you plead with her desperately, panting as your eyes roll back into your head as you squirm from yet another orgasm. “I’m sorry Mei, please!”

“Oh alright,” Mei lets out a soft huff of breath as she stands up. She reaches around to the back of the robot towards a button that you couldn’t have reached even if you wanted to. You breathe a sigh of relief at this nightmare finally being over which quickly turns to concern when you see how long Mei is taking.

“Actually, I just realized something,” she stops just inches away from what must be the off button and grins at you before pressing several other buttons. “I don’t think we should stop yet!”

You see another compartment open up right under the first one, and a cock the exact size of the one still pumping inside of you emerges. Your eyes widen in horror as you watch the second cock line up with your ass.

Mei giggles at your expression, clapping her hands together and practically bouncing in place. “After all, this is valuable testing of my precious baby’s new features!”

✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚*❋ ❋ ❋*˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧

Kinktober: @thewheezingwyvern, @vixen-scribbles, @katsukisprincess, @hisoknen, @trafalgar-temptress, @leeswritingworld, @burnedbyshoto, @bakugotrashpanda, @dee-madwriter, @kittycatkrissa, @reinawritesbnha, @yanderart, @dabilove27, @fae-father, @anxietyplusultra, @flutterfalla, @angmarwitch, @nereida19, @babayaga67, @fromsunnywithlove, @dabis-kitten, @bakugos-cumsock, @yumeneji, @the-grimm-writer, @iwaizumi-chan, @slashersheart, @bunnyywritings, @bakarinnie, @angie-1306, @lalalemon101, @videogameboiwhowins, @f4nficbaby, @tenkoshimmy, @baroque-baby, @bbyspiiice, @thirstyforthem2dmen, @blissfulignorance2000, @bluecookies02-main, @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten

#kinktober 2020 #hatsume mei x reader #mei hatsume x reader #hatsume smut #bnha x reader #bnha smut #yandere bnha #mha x reader #mha smut #yandere mha #bnha kinktober #mha kinktober #mei hatsume #hatsume mei #tw: noncon #tw: dubcon

2K notes · View notes

writer-komaru · 2 years

Text

Prompt: Reader and subject watching a horror movie. Reader can't sleep that night and subject comforts them in a cuddle.

Subjects: Chiaki, K1-B0, aaaand Tenko!

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫��•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡••ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

♡ \ʕ ˵– ᴥ – ˵ \ʔ

(642 words)

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡••ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

“GAHHHH!! NOOO PLEASE NOO!!”

A woman’s blood-curdling scream rang out throughout the dark room, making your hair stand up.

You grimaced, even if this was just a movie, it didn’t have to be this…. Graphic, did it? The woman’s body laid lifelessly on the ground as her killer began dismembering her. Chiaki glanced over at your face, then back to the TV.

“Y/N, we can go to bed if you want to.”

She said without much emotion, be really, she was also quite disturbed by it. It reminded her too much of her time on the island.

You looked over to her with fear and nodded. Maybe it wasn’t such a great idea to watch a horror movie, especially since you both were scared of horror and night was already all around. After cleaning up the food remains and blankets you both had put together to make the movie more enjoyable, you went straight to bed. But… where was Chiaki? A thought popped into your head. She wouldn’t… right?

You quickly made your way into the gaming room to see Chiaki’s eyes boring into the bright screen, rapid clicking and button pushing while she sprayed out on an oversized bean bag.

“Honey… you asked me if we could to go to bed… why are you still playing games?”

You asked with a small smile. Honestly, you partially expected this. She was the ultimate gamer, after all.

“I’m sorry, love. I forgot about some daily tasks I have to complete in this game. It won’t take long. Be there in 5.”

She didn’t even look over, just focusing all of her attention on her game. You hummed in agreement, turning around and walking about to your room. He settled into the soft bed, cuddling up to a plushie.

Just as she said, 5 minutes passed and you heard footsteps approaching the room, then the feeling off another mass laying next to you in the bed.

“I'm sorry I had to leave you like that. I'm here now. Yawn~ Goodnight, I love you, Y/N”

She whispered in a low tone, kissing your cheek.

Honestly, her voice alone was enough to relax you to sleep. Her low, sweet, caring voice…. It made you fall in love again with her, each and every time.

Until. It wasn’t. Your eyes strained at the ceiling, screams of bloody murder playing again and again in your mind, like some possessed movie projector or radio. The sounds reverberated around the walls of your mind. Every time you were thiiis close to falling asleep, a loud shriek started you awake.

“Shiiit, I knew horror movies scared me, but this is… too much.”

You hugged your legs tight against your chest, smooshing you face into your knees, wishing that the warm, comfy blankets would suck you into them. Before you could stop yourself, a scared whimper escaped from your lips. Your limbs tightened. Your body shook. Uh oh.

Suddenly, the bed creaked as Chiaki put her arms around your trembling body. Her fingers gently, ever so gently combed through your hair, lightly scratching your scalp. It wasn’t enough to startle you, just enough to help calm your racing thoughts. Her other arm tightened around your waist slowly. Your panicked eyes scared her face, searching for any fear or panic. But, all you saw was your half-lidded, softly smiling girlfriend.

“Shhhhhh….. it’s okay, it’s okay, love. Let’s breathe for a moment.”

After a few long breaths, your felt the fear that plagued your body dissipate like smoke. You let out a huge sigh, pressing your body against Chiaki’s.

“Thank you… so much. I love you, so so much.”

She chuckled, radiating pure love for you.

“ I guess I beat this level…?”

You could help but laugh at her joke. She really knew what to say at just the right time.

» [Bubble Tea] «

0:41 ─〇─────4:03

⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡••ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

♡ \ʕ ˵– ᴥ – ˵ \ʔ

(571 words)

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡••ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

“NO, N-NO, NOO PLEASE PLEASE DONT!- GAHHH!”

The blood of the begging man splattered the ground and the killers feet, only causing the murder to laugh uncontrollably.

You felt your body tense, subconsciously curling up closer to K1-B0. His metallic figure may sound like it wouldn’t be comfy, but in reality, it was so warm and cosy, like laying next to a fireplace. You shut your eyes tight as more screams of terror clouded your mind.

“Honey? Baby?! Are you okay?!”

K1-B0’s panicked voice snapped you back to reality.

You looked up at him to see a panicked expression.

“I-I’m… just startled, that’s all.”

You smiled up at him, which set him back at ease.

“Oh… I was worried you were having a panic attack. Are you sure you feel fine? We can go to bed if that would make you feel better?”

His voice still clung with worry. After another painful scream, you nodded rapidly.

“I-, scratch that, please, I want to go to bed.”

“O-okay!”

He nodded back in response, quickly computing the best way to get you to bed.

Suddenly, he scooped you up in his arms, making you gasp, and raced straight to bed, gently laying you down and spooning you from behind. Then, just as suddenly as he picked you up, he realized he didn’t warn you about any of what he was going to do. You must have been so surprises, and it’s true, you were.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, Y/N! I didn’t mean to surprise you!”

You only chuckled at his adorable reactions.

“It’s okay, K1-B0. I forgive you. Now, let's go to sleep, okay?”

He nodded, reaching over and plugging himself in.(This may be wrong, I haven’t played V3 yet ;-;)

His lights turned off and his body relaxed. Just like that, he was asleep. You chuckled again, it would be nice to be able to do something like that.

The more hours that ticked by, the more you wish you could. Being able to just attach a plug to yourself and instantly going to sleep. That would be a dream. But here you are. Your eyes were dry from being open for so long, just staring at the wall. Sudden images of the gruesome murder scenes flashed in your mind like a movie reel, over and over and over again. You whined, putting your hand over your eyes.

“It wasn’t real, it wasn’t real, it wasn’t real.”

Suddenly, with a few low beeping noises, you heard a familiar voice.

“Baby? Why are you still awake?”

His voice was very quiet so as to not shock you, but even so, your body suddenly tensed. Tears even began to prick at your eyes, small whimpers escaping your mouth. He immediately went into comfort mode. He wrapped his arms and legs around you semi-tightly, not too much so he hurts you. He nuzzled his face into your hair.

“It’s okay, deep breaths, deep breaths. I’m here for you, I’m here. Nothing can hurt you now as long as I’m here. I’m here to protect you. Always.”

You matched your breathing to his, letting out big sighs. You felt you body slowly relaxing, the weights of the images lifting off of you. Even as you felt yourself get better, he still continued. You snuggled closer against him, bringing his hand up to rest against your cheek.

“Thank… you, K1-B0. I love you… so very… much.”

“I love you , too, Y/N.”

» [My Kind Of Woman] «

0:45 ─〇─────3:11

⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡••ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

♡ \ʕ ˵– ᴥ – ˵ \ʔ

(597 words)

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡••ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ

“PFAHAHAH! JUST TRY AND SHOT ME BITCH!”

The man’s condescending tone only prompted the serial killer to hold the gun right to his forehead.

“Pffff, this is so stupid. PULL THE TRIGGER!”

Tenko shoved some popcorn in her mouth and chucked a few at the TV. You chuckled, even this cheap movie was funny when she was here. But.

“AHHHHHHH!!! FUUCKKK AHHH-OH GOD MAKE IT STOP!!!”

Nothing could have prepared you for the plot twist. The killer pulled out a spear and stabbed the man’s stomach, pushing it way past the metal tip. The guy either on the floor, shaking hands gripping the spear.

“GAHHHH!!!”

Tenko shrieked, almost knocking over the popcorn, if it wasn’t for her quick reactions. Your eyes widened. It was like the movie’s quality suddenly increased. The blood pooled around his twitching body, staining everything a dark crimson. Tenko snatched the remote and flicked it off, holding your hands in hers and looking into your eyes.

“Are you okay, Y/N? I know gory stuff gets under your skin. Do you need me to comfort you in any way, my dear?”

She really is a doting girlfriend. But, you didn’t want to bother her with anything. And, you didn’t even feel that scared. It's just a little bit of fake blood, what’s the big deal? You shook your head and grinned.

“I’m fine, but thank you, honey.”

You gave her a swift kiss on the cheek.

You both went to bed, cuddling up closer to each other. It didn’t take long for Tenko to fall asleep. She looked so cute as she slept, a small grin on her face with a tiny bit of drool, but you loved her all the same. Her soft breaths sounded so peaceful.

‘AHHHH GOD PLEASE IT HURT- GAHH! PFGHH’

The sounds and images of splattering and dripping blood were burned in your vision, no matter how hard you rubbed your eyes, it was still there, haunting you. You squeezed Tenko’s sleeping body tighter. She was a heavy sleeper, so you knew it wouldn't wake her up. ‘But…. Would it be better to wake her up?’

You buried your face in her neck and let a few tears fall down your cheeks. After that, you sobbing grew a bit louder. It was all too much. Too much like Danganronpa. You tried to push the scaring memories away, but they won’t budge. Suddenly…

“Huhhh…? Yawn~ Y…/N?! Honey?!? Oh my god are you okay?!?? Oh no oh no oh nooo shhhh….”

You felt her arms wrap around your body, holding your head closer to her neck.

“E-Everything th-that happened.. *hic* I-I saw my friend die.. *sniff* y-you.. I almost lost you.” Tenko gently pulled you to sit up with her, brushing your tears away with her thumb. “I know, honey, I know… I miss them too… but-“ She pressed her hand to your chest,” they are still in here. In your heart. In our hearts.”

She straddled your legs, cupping your face.

“We just have to keep moving forward! Come on, let me see that bright smile!”

You chuckled at her cute antics, showing a bright smile. Her eyes glowed with adoration.

“Hehehehe! You’re so adorable, Y/N! Now, do you feel like sleeping now? It always feels better to sleep right after crying anyways!~”

she gently patted your head. You nodded, pulling Tenko close and burying your face against her neck. She laughed and you both fell on your side, lovingly kissing and cuddling each other.

“I love you, sweetie. And always will, you can count on it!!”

» [All Men Are Pigs] «

0:40 ─〇─────3:50

⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

.(๑>◡<๑)

#danganronpa #chiaki x reader #chiaki namani #danaganronpa v3 #danganronpa x y/n #k1 b0 #kiibo #kiibo x reader #danganronpa tenko #drv3 tenko #tenko x reader #x reader #danganronpa v2 #v3 #drv2 x reader #drv3 x reader

46 notes · View notes

kira-fluff · 3 years

Note

please please PLEASE may we have a part two to the 'only one bed' piece you posted 🥺🥺 your writing is INCREDIBLE and I loved it so much 🥺🥺🥺 if u decide to do a part two then thank u so much in advance,, hope u have a good day 🥺

a/n: you asked for it (some others did too but this anon was so adorable so I’m replying to this one) so I’m gon’ give it to u <3 also, THANK YOU I am being 1000% honest that your comments seriously brought me to tears I was SO happy you all loved it. when I say pt.2, I kind of assume that it’s with the same characters (since no one specified others) so that’s what I’m gonna do!

Context provided, don’t worry babes

WARNINGS: sexual harassment, intoxication, extremely heavily suggestive (it gets pretty spicy)

Also contains spoilers from part 1 but like why would you even read part 2 if you haven’t read part 1? Get outta here and read it!! (Why is this even a warning? I don’t know don’t question my methods)

“There’s only one bed” [PT.2] PT.1

Saeyoung

You awoke to a sleeping Saeyoung, his toned arms enveloping your small body in a hug. Shamelessly, you laid still for a few moments longer.

When you’d noticed him stirring awake, you quickly shut your eyes once more, trying to conceal your growing smile

Saeyoung blinked a few times before registering at last where he was

He needed a little more time to register why you are in his arms

Pretending to be asleep again, you nuzzled further into his chest, letting out a soft groan

Saeyoung’s mind flew to DANGER MODE

He felt kinda guilty holding you in his arms because let’s face it there’s no way he isn’t enjoying this

He was so stunned that, for once, he was at a loss for words (shocking, I know)

Blinking out of his stupor, he murmured, “Y/N?”

His morning voice was... nice.

You pretended to “wake up”, fake yawning before saying, “Yes, Saeyoung?”, subtly batting your eyes a little

(It wasn’t subtle)

But since Saeyoung is an actual fucking moron, he can’t tell the difference

Play it cool, Seven. She can’t know that you know she was doing this all night and you didn’t do anything.

“Wow”, Saeyoung choked out a laugh, “I didn’t know you liked me this much.”

You look down, in between the two of you before slowly making eye contact with him again, smirking in disbelief, “I could say the same to you.”

A slow blush crept up his face at the innuendo

But he was NOT about to lose

Saeyoung Choi is NOT a loser

“Oh, yeah? Well, I wasn’t the one screaming my name last night.”

You gasped, “Screaming?! I didn’t scream -- I would’ve remembered a dream like tha-- Oh!” You quickly covered your mouth, already feeling regret seeping into every bone of your body.

Saeyoung openly chuckled, looking at you with a sort of darkness in his eyes

“You’re more dangerous than this whole mission.”

You were still out of sorts, failing to come up with a comeback besides a quiet, “I wasn’t screaming.”

A shit eating grin replaced the cool smirk on Saeyoung’s face

“I win.”

“Eat a dick, Seven.”

“Sorry, I think I’m more attracted to the one who was moaning out, ‘Oooh, Saeyoung~~~’“

You threw a pillow straight in his face, muttering a “shut up”, blushing profusely

Ever the competitive fucker, Saeyoung proclaims an all out pillow fight

It is WAR

Throwing pillow after pillow at each other in between giggles and taunts and jeers

“Take no prisoners!” you shouted, feeling unbeatable

Until Saeyoung grabbed your ass, pulling you down with him, earning a yelp from you

“What the fuck, Sev’?! You cheater!!”

“I don’t know, my hand’s a lot more comfortable here!”

You scoffed, “Oh, YOU! YOU are gonna GET IT!”

Saeyoung threw back his head in laughter but abruptly stopped when you grabbed his face with both your hands, and forcefully kissed him

He let out a “MMPH!”, eyes wide

Before, of course, kissing you back with equal force

Gasping for air at last, you spoke in between breaths, “I......win..”

“Actually, darling, I think I just did.”

Noticing your loss for words, he smirked before asking, “So.... what’s my prize?”

You didn’t have to be asked twice, “I think I have something in mind...”

His eyes met your own before slowly scanning your body, then snapping back to your eyes once more

You bit your lip

“I know you’ll lose at least one thing tonight.”

“Bold of you to assume--”

“Just shut up and kiss me again.”

Wish granted ;)

Yoosung

Yoosung glanced away, taking a deep breath before saying, “Yeah, yeah I did. I really like you.” You couldn’t hold back the big ol’ smile that took over your face as you proudly declared, “Me too!!” Right when Yoosung was going to go in for a kiss, he saw his auntie suddenly right next to the both of you

“Oh my GOD when did you get here?!”

She smirked, “My question first, dearie, what did you two like?” Neither of you answered, your cheeks growing red

“You know, the first time your uncle did it with me I felt the same way. Like, what a man! Must run in the fam--”

“OKAY! THANK YOU FOR THAT AUNTIE BUT BREAKFAST IS CALLING MY NAME MM SMELLS GOOD SEE YOU LATER.”

Your blush didn’t leave you as you smeared strawberry cream cheese on your toasted bagel. This trip was going to be very VERY difficult. Thank God there was alcohol. And Yoosung. And probably dogs. And Yoosung. Yeah. Gotta love relatives.

Following this stunning confession, you felt dumb because, well, you still didn’t know where you really stood with Yoosung

So when night came, you were ready to go to a party

Putting on your earrings and making sure your clothes were laid properly in place, you stepped out of the resort room to a waiting Yoosung

“H-hey, thanks for waiting for me,” You nervously tucked a stray hair behind your ear.

Yoosung avoided eye contact, opting for a stiff nod

You gazed deeper into the side of his head, feeling hurt.

But... you decided not to say anything.

Walking together to the reserved room the resort had made in preparation for Yoosung’s uncle was awkward, not a single word spoken between the two of you

When you arrived, Yoosung’s eccentric uncle immediately shouted, “’Sung ‘Sung! Get over ‘ere! We’re gonna have a part-ay!!”

You suddenly understood why Chaewon was the way he was

and why Yoosung’s parents forced him to go on this trip instead of themselves

Since you didn’t know his name, you opted for your nickname -- Uncle Alcohol

Cuz he had a LOT of it

In number, and in the amount he shoved down his throat at any given time

Seriously, how is this guy already drunk?!

You watched as Uncle Alcohol shoved a sloppy arm around Yoosung, not so quietly shouting something in his ear above the blaring music

You were too far away to hear, thank goodness, but you took note of the way Yoosung immediately blushed and shook his head fervently, his hands held in front of his chest

Before you could take in the atmosphere further, you felt a shiver down your back

Immediately turning around you saw the oh-so-famous Chaewon

“Heeeyyyyyyy babbeeheehe...... Wannnaaa..... sliiidee in my room tonighhht?” Laughing in a way what made you cringe and your ears numb, you replied, “No thanks, bud. You should probably get some water.”

“Nooo I want youuuu” Grabbing your boob in his hand, he laughed again, saying, “Nice”

Oh my god.. where the fuck is Yoosung??

You quickly slapped away his hand, shouting, “Stay the hell away from me asshole! Try anything else again, and I won’t give a shit that you’re drunk or Yoosung’s family, I will call the cops on you!”

He acted as if he didn’t hear you, but must’ve gotten the message because he sauntered over to another group of girls

Aren’t those his cousins? What the fuck is WRONG with that guy?!

The loud smack and curses answered the question. You didn’t attempt to help when you saw them proceed to beat the absolute shit out of him, blood and all.

What you needed was a drink. Something really, really strong.

You walked over to the resort bar tender

Something about your face must’ve given it all away because he began with a “Rough night, huh?”

“Do not even fucking ask me about it. God, please, I’m sorry that was rude. I just need something strong... just give me three fingers of rye.” You waved your hand nonchalantly, sitting at a bar stool.

“Are you sure, lady? You don’t look the type to handle that kinda liquor..”

“That’s kind of the point.”

He sighed, “Look... I’m not supposed to condone you getting completely shit-faced.. but you look like you need it tonight. I’ll make something a little easier down the throat, okay?”

You nodded, exasperated.

You didn’t know what it was, but it did the trick. It’s fruity taste easily passed down your throat, leaving you feeling lighter and more at peace.

“’nother one.”

He obliged, pouring another glass for you.

Four drinks in and your world was already unbelievably wobbly.

You were seeing double, looking at the bartender’s second form

You laughed, it all seemed to funny

Standing up, you stumbled over to the dance floor, grabbing one of Uncle A’s craft beers.

Dancing was fun for a few minutes, grateful no one had bothered you.

But you sat down, tears suddenly welling in your eyes

You were alone.

Yoosung.

Your mood brightened just by remembering his name

Giggling, you called out, “Yoosuuungg~~~” repeatedly around the room

One of the cousins heard your call, laughing because everything was funny, before grabbing Yoosung’s arm and shouting what they’d just heard

Yoosung quickly glanced over at you, brows furrowed. They softened a little upon seeing your drunken state

He’d had a beer or two, but the good feeling got old quickly and he sobered up by the time he’d noticed his cousins acting like complete fools

Upon seeing him, your smile grew to a big, childish grin

“Hiiii Yoosuuunggg...”

“Jeez, Y/n, how much did you drink?”

You giggled, playfully sticking out your tongue, “not sure~ a few.. probably..?” you laughed again, winking at him

“Hey, let’s get you some water, yeah? On second thought.. we gotta get outta here. I’ll carry you to our room.”

Your eyes shamelessly stared at his lips, not listening to a word he was saying

“Yoosunngg~~ I want you to fuck meeee”

Yoosung held the bridge of his nose in between his fingers, “L-let’s just go.”

Putting your arm over his shoulder, he carried most of your weight.

“Yoosuuung I want to have your babiess~~”

Yoosung blushed and looked down, continuing to walk, “You’re way too drunk.”

“Yoosunggieee I want to know what it feels like to have your d--”

He quickly shushed you, looking around for other observers

He basically ran to your resort room from there

Taking a long sigh as he finally had got you in the room, he wiped some sweat off his face

Just when he’d gotten up to get a water bottle for you, he heard retching noises

Before he could stop you, you upchucked all over yourself and some of the cheap resort carpeting

Groaning in physical and emotional pain, Yoosung muttered a quiet, “why me”

Before putting his arms under your arm pits and dragging you to the bathroom

He spent a good 10 minutes just trying to get the stupid shower to turn on because of course at any other place than your own house it’s never easy

Then, after getting the temperature just right, he forced you to down at least half of the water bottle

“Are you able to take off your clothes by yourself, Y/n?”

You giggled back, shaking your head

“Liar.”

“Help me take ‘em off pweaseee”

“No!”

You started tearing up again, your lip wobbling

“You know I can’t do that sweetie, you’re drunk.”

“No ‘m not.”

“Yeah, you are.”

You looked up at him before sighing and lifting up your shirt, fully exposing half of your naked body to him

He screamed like a little girl, running and slamming the door behind him

You pouted, “That’s no fun.”

After getting out of your clothes, you devised another poorly thought through plan

“Yoosunngggieee I need help washing myselffff”

“Um.. okay, lemme go see if I can get a hold of someone...”

“I want it to be you. I want it to be you who sees me like this. I want it to be you. Only you.”

“S-stop..” He said through the door.

“Please?”

Sighing, Yoosung knew there was no one who wasn’t drunk or available to help.

He did what any good guy would do. He proceeded to blind fold himself, opting for reaching his hands out to guess and where things were.

You laughed, “’Sunggiee you know you’re still gunna be touchin’ me”

“I’m not going to.”

“You said you’d help me!”

“Yeah, getting shampoo or something like that!”

“How ya gunna do that with somethin’ over your eyes?”

“I didn’t think it through that far.”

You sighed, conceding and attempting to wash yourself (which ended pretty badly) but, keeping his word, he managed to assist you the best he could without touching you.

He pitied the hangover you’d have... and the regret.

At last carrying you to bed after getting you another drink of water, he began cleaning the putrid stain you’d left on the carpet.

It was about 5AM when he’d finished, finally crawling into bed.

He thought about the way it felt last night compared to now

and he blamed himself.

He was the one that made you get so drunk you essentially passed out

Looking at you again, he sighed.

Tugging you close into his arms, he whispered a soft, “I’m sorry.”

Your subconscious must’ve heard him because you said in your sleep, “’s ok.”

Jumin

And suddenly your faces weren’t so far apart. And you couldn’t help but slowly close your eyes. Jumin was confused. He can be a bit of a pea brain, so he of course said, “I’m sure you’re very tired.” He shut off the light, reaching over you. You held back the big frown you’d gotten when you realized he’d rejected you. Unbeknownst to you that it took everything in him, from the moment he’d saw you in the jet cabin, not to scoop you up in his arms and make out with you the whole way there.

You were awoken by birds chirping outside the massive estate window

You made eye contact with an already staring, wide-eyed Jumin

Upon realizing you’d woken up, he averted his gaze saying, “Breakfast -- soon.”

You missed the crimson color of his face, instead getting up and stretching (like you didn’t learn your lesson last time)

Then, you made your way over to the fresh coffee that had been delivered to your room minutes before

Adding a shit load of cream and a dash of sugar, you turned to see Jumin staring at you. Again.

You breathed out a laugh, “What are you looking at?”

Jumin’s brows knit together for a split second before he again looked away, his soft blush never fading, “It’s hard not to.”

“Look at wha--” Your eyes grew wide in realization, looking down at the lingerie hardly covering your skin, Jumin’s shirt no where to be seen.

You screamed, making a poor attempt to cover yourself shouting, “Oh my god I’m so sorry I forgot!!”

Again, Jumin found his gaze resting on your body, stifling a groan.

He at last spoke, his deep voice reverberating throughout the room, “You... you’re making this all.. so much more ....difficult.”

You then grew defensive, “Made what difficult? Ogling at me without staying anything?!”

His eyes glowered with something you couldn’t quite place. “That’s not what I meant”

He walked slowly toward you, causing you to take steps backward

He’d backed you up against the wall, letting out a deep breath through his nose

With glittering eyes, he grabbed your chin with his fingers, forcing you to look up at him instead of the ground

“You’re doing on purpose, aren’t you?”

You gulped in anticipation, “D-doing what?”

Jumin raked his eyes down your body then looked back up at you with a sarcastic expression that said, “really?”

“N-no! I didn’t have a choice!!”

“Your clothes would’ve been dry hours ago.. if it really bothered you--”

“Well I was really tired from the jet ride and putting up with you!”

Jumin looked surprised for a moment before grinning sardonically, “Putting up with me? Do you have any idea how fucking hard it is to control myself when you’re constantly grabbing me, touching me, everything!”

“I didn’t do all that on purpose!” Okay, maybe that wasn’t entirely true, but you weren’t about to admit that to him when he was being such a dick.

He laughed dryly, “Yeah, okay. All I’m saying is that I don’t find it very funny.”

“You think that you’re just some big joke to me?!”

“What other explanation is there?”

You were practically hysterical in your laughter saying, “You’re unbelievable.”

“Oh yeah?” he challenged.

“Yeah,” you glared back at him, your faces inches apart.

Before Jumin could realize what he was doing, he pulled your hips flush against his own, crashing his lips harshly on yours.

Letting out moans of both desperation and anger, your eyebrows furrowed as you deepened the kiss, gasping when Jumin slid his tongue so far into your mouth you swore you felt it going down your throat.

After what felt like hours, you parted for oxygen, both breathing heavily, before going in for another long, simmering kiss

You felt Jumin smirk against your mouth causing you to lightly smack his chest, hating that he knew he’d gotten a rise out of you.

He grabbed your wrist against his chest, slowly guiding it to his first button of his night shirt.

You made quick work of removing all the fastenings, nodding and obeying him when he commanded, “Jump”

Your legs tied round his waist, you continued to make out, pulling at the waistband of his pants.

Jumin moaned into your mouth before parting to say, “You will be the death of me, little spitfire.”

Let’s just say the whole fiance thing might not be a lie anymore.

Zen

Zen wanted to say something smooth like “I’ve always wanted to do that.” But instead he said “I’ve always wanted to do you.” He mentally smacked his head, blaming the lack of oxygen for his stupidity. But you smirked up at him coyly, replying, “Then why don’t you?” Um, yeah, rip your hotel neighbor he will literally hate both of you so much.

You awoke you Zen rubbing his thumb on your arm, basking in the morning light

He groggily said, “’mornin’ babe.”

“I’m ‘babe’ now?”

“What else am I supposed to call my beautiful girlfriend?”

You leaned up and kissed him softly, smiling.

“I love you, Zen. So much.”

“I love you, too, Y/n. If you didn’t already get that from when we...”

You laughed shyly, “yeah..”

“I know I skipped a few steps, but I have never been happier and more sure of anything in my life.”

You looked up at him, peacefully grinning.

“Hey, let’s get married.”

Zen choked on his spit, “R-right now?!”

You giggled, “Not right now, but soon. I dunno, we’ve been friends for, like, forever. Now that we know we like each other it seems like the next step.”

Zen looked at you, searching your face to determine whether you were serious or not.

Detecting that you weren’t joking he laughed airily saying, “Sure. Whatever you want princess.”

He kissed the top of your head, whispering, “You’re so beautiful, ya know that?”

Sighing comfortably, you nodded, falling back into sleep.

“H-hey! Wake up!!” Zen shouted, giving up and just cuddling up to you instead, stroking your hair gently.

The concert wasn’t until late that night -- he had time to spare.

....Even if he didn’t, he’d make time for you. - 3 months later

In classic Zen and Y/n style, you’d eloped shortly after the tour ended.

“Hey, Y/n? Have you seen my grey t-shirt?”

You looked up from your laptop, “Mhm, it’s in the dryer.”

He sighed, “Thanks babe”, before making his way down to the mudroom where your laundry was kept

He sifted through the hot laundry in the dryer, not seeing his shirt anywhere, when he hard a crash.

“Y/N?!”

He rushed out to the living room, glancing from the smashed coffee mug on the ground, to you.

“Y/N?! Are you okay?!!!”

You clutched your stomach in anguish, beads of sweat forming at your brow, “Y-yeah.. my stomach hurts so bad ‘s all.”

Zen was having NONE of that

He rushed you to the Emergency Room, holding your hand the entire time.

“It’s gonna be okay, Princess, I promise.” You nodded, before losing consciousness -

you awoke to a depressing hospital room, meeting Zen’s worried eyes.

“How long was I out..?”

“For a few minutes.”

You sighed in relief, feeling a lot better than you were when you were rushed to the ER.

All of a sudden, a doctor entered the room looking stern.

“I wanted to discuss the diagnosis with the two of you when you were both physically present.”

You blanched, looking at Zen with fear etched in your eyes.

Zen held your hand tighter, before saying, “What’s the problem?”

The doctor looked in between the two of you before letting out a little laugh, “There’s nothing wrong, actually.”

You both looked confused, Zen proudly saying, “Then why’d you look all doom and gloom when you came in here?!”

The doctor roared with laughter saying, “Eh, I get a kick out of the faces you guys make. Ah, now to the diagnosis.”

“There’s still a diagnosis?!”

You shushed Zen, nodding at the doctor.

He took a breath before saying, “Miss Y/N Hyeon, you’re pregnant.”

Both your eyes grew wide, mouths slacked

“O-oh, oh my gosh!!”

Zen enveloped you in a big hug, congratulating you (and also hiding his tears)

This man could not hold back the proud grin he sported for MONTHS

I simp for this prompt so if someone asked, it’s not like I could say no to writing it for more characters.......right? lol Also, I came to a realization that I made that a fanfic rather than a headcanon.. so oh well, right?

559 notes · View notes