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Lucille - Stories
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Character Details
A rather easygoing Adeptus unfettered by the weight of such nuances like contracts, Lucille was born unbound from Rex Lapis and was allowed to live as she pleased in her life. While raised with the other Adepti of Jueyun Karst, Lucille frequently came down to explore Liyue Harbor and formed tight bonds with a human family that treated her as their own. The descendants of said family are rumored to be still under the sworn protection of the quirky adeptibeast.
Luci gives off a peaceful air of flightiness, some call her aloof, little do they know of the power she actually wields. Before traveling with her friend and companion Xuân, there was nothing that stood out from her personality save for an uncanny sense of underlying secrecy. As she travels across Teyvat, she takes every experience with her as it slowly melds her into something more complete.
Character Story 1 - The Guide
Lucille is known by most of the denizens of Liyue as a friendly, albeit very excitable, guide. She knows the entire city more than any normal mortal would really care for. Often she can be seen entering and existing a local market her friend runs, but other times she might just be pleasantly conversing with those of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
At night when Lucille leaves the city and retreats to the mountainous spires of Jueyun Karst, none worry or fret over her for they firmly believe she is protected and cherished by the Adepti as she is with the citizens. And when the sun spills out onto the city of Liyue, she returns and at times it is with a poor soul who was fool enough to flee into the domain of the illuminated beasts. Truly the citizens are fortunate for such a guide as the one called Lucille Errantia.
Character Story 2 - Land Nurturer
There are tales of an Adeptus who was carved from the soil and stone and given the gift of understanding the very ground one walks upon. Never has this illuminated beast been seen in its full glory, but historians speak of a creature who saved all of Liyue from an onslaught of Geovishaps. This beast from what once was the city of Dunyu single-handedly slayed every monster and ill spirit in the span of a night to save the port town centuries ago. Information on the event is scarce, for most had perished in the event, but one observation is confirmed and still spoken of to this day.
The illuminated beast was a massive creature with a flowing mane and a body that resembles the guardian statues that protect current-day Liyue. The beast was given the honorable title of Land Nurturer and is still respected and revered to this day. Rex Lapis may have created Liyue, but Land Nurturer and the other Adepti are the caretakers who walk among the shadows. All that is left if to separate the truth from the fiction surrounding this unseen Adeptus.
Character Story 3 - The Wolf’s Contract
As a pup, Lucille spent most of her days playing, hunting, and learning under the shelter of Jueyun Karst, disguised as a white wolf. Each day she spoke with the Adepti Ganyu and Xiao, she grew more curious of the harbor far from her home. Eventually the urge became too powerful and the wolf descended from the depths of her birth home. Unaware of the dangers of the land, Lucille fell victim to a boar trap. She cried out, howling and whimpering to no avail until at last, she heard the hurried footsteps of another.
A human came to her aid, gently unlatching the painful contraption until she could pry her foot free. The human offered to take Lucille to their home to let her heal, not knowing the creature they just saved was far from a simple canine. 'I promise to care for this mortal and their descendants until I draw my last breath.' As that thought imprinted itself upon the illuminated beast's heart, she almost felt as if the souls of her and her savior became entwined. Thus came the first and only contract made by Lucille.
Character Story 4 - Adeptus Lucille
The human that had saved Lucille's life became her most trusted confidant, surpassing even her oldest guardian, Moon Carver. There came a day where Lucille begged her father to meet them, he who had not left his beloved's abode since their life was lost in the Archon War. To his surprise, he too befriended the family of humans. It was to be a time of peace and healing for them all, until it wasn't. Dawn came to a cloud-ridden sky, but it smelled not of the soft rains of Teyvat, no. It was smoke. The town her friends lived in was burning in a flurry of scarlet flames and ash. Both rushed to the scene, but by the time the smaller and weaker Lucille arrived on the scene it was already too late. Her father's corpse lay in front of the dying figures of her closest friends, her treasures.
Lucille was shocked into silence, unmoving and impassive, until the eyes of the one who had saved her landed upon the pup. "Help. Us." They pleaded, hopelessly, and the final string keeping her powers as an Adeptus bound had snapped free. The terrified Lucille bared her teeth in a snarl and she rushed forward to face those who wished to harm what she protected, an army of Geovishaps . A surge of strength filled every bone and muscle within her body and Lucille exacted her revenge with brambles as tall as homes that burst from the ground below her and strangled the fire with everything still living inside the flames.
Character Story 5 - Family
Only rain could douse the flames of what she used to call home, and when it came it was relentless. The prominent burns on her skin sizzled in the cooling elixir of the sky, and with no pain to keep her grounded all that was left was to face the corpses of all she held dear and bury them with dignity. Lucille was numb, tears spilling from eyes of indigo essence, and when she held those she swore to protect close, she wailed. Drowned out by the rain where only the archons could hear her. And as she crawled into the middle of town where a fissure she had created, she at last fell to her knees and fainted, exhausted.
When Lucille regained consciousness from her rampage, there stood only ruined buildings and trees that would never grow leaves again. The site of a sealed Adeptus' wrath and anguish would be known as the Dunyu Ruins in present-day Liyue. The sole survivor in a sea of faded crimson was a creature that looked entirely human to an outsider's eyes, dark markings littering her body. Xiao had found this creature, unmoving, filling a crater with water that pooled from her eyes and became a lake. He lifted the Adeptus into his arms and hurried to the only one he knew could help; Rex Lapis. Lucille fought for just a moment before the familiar scent of one of her own calmed her into sleep.
One Who Toils With the Land
Across the lengthy history of Liyue, there have been stories of those blessed with the ability to listen to the memories of stone and rock. Such memories are limited, certainly, but it is considered a gift from Rex Lapis himself. However, there are fewer stories of those who can converse with the land itself, almost like a trusted friend. It is unknown how this mutual partnership came to be, but it is clear to those who witness it firsthand that such a skill has kept travelers alive and safeguarded.
If you ask Lucille how to converse with the land, she would only giggle and shrug. It was not she who chose this gift, but she has a feeling it has something to do with her life and vision from the Land of Knowledge. ‘The land listens, and it speaks. It mourns over unfair pain and suffering, sings of love and life, and seals the stories of centuries past within its roots.’ Lucille does not know why she and the land are one, but she does know that her love and care of life extends past Liyue. She protects the truth of the world, and that is found within people, not the countries that rule over them. And that is how it will always be.
Vision
“My... what a beautiful creature you are.” Lucille will never forget that otherworldly voice, the one which she heard the day Dunyu was destroyed. She could not open her eyes, but remembers the gentle warmth of a glowing green aura. She wished to ask if she was dead, but her mouth would not open. However, it seemed the aura could still understand her. “No. You have only fainted.” A shame, for a moment the thought of wishing for her own death crossed her mind.
“Why?” The voice asked. The answer was easy, nothing else she cared about was waiting on the side of the living anymore. “A lie, perhaps to cope with one’s untimely demise?” The voice inquired, and floating in the space between the waking world and dreams she was able to glance at her body. The burns which littered her flesh had melded instead into dark markings patterned like vines that spread outward from the skin over her heart. And in her hands, she at last noticed the source of the warm green light; a vision from the Dendro archon. She understood the message clearly then. A gift, and the power to protect those that still tied herself to her contract. She clutched it close and when she came to in the waking world, in the presence of Xiao and Rex Lapis, she no longer held it in her hands. She thought it was all a dream, but she retained the vines that decorated her body.
She realized, then, that the one who visited her was the archon of Sumeru. And her vision remained safe at the bottom of Lake Dunyu where Lucille herself reclaimed it later.
#Roc's OCs#Lucille Errantia#o my GOD that took longer than I anticipated to write today#brain absolutely off but that's fine#Adding this to her character page in a mo'#her playlist is also now in her page
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ahh i’ve read all ur childe fics and they are absolutely amazing 🥺 i also live for angst and the way you portray ur characters emotions is emasculate *chefs kiss* is it possible if i may request an angsty childe fic where his s/o feels betrayed after finding out hes only been with her as part of the fatui’s plans but throughout the process childe actually falls in love and never meant to hurt them? and pls a fluffy ending bc my heart can’t take angst 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
Pairing - Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax x Reader
Warnings - Spoilers for Childe’s background.
Other Comments - Hello!! I am so glad that you are enjoying my stuff! I never would have imagined that I would receive so much positive feedback as I just started doing this but everyone has welcomed me with open arms hehe!! (//▽//) Anyway you are in luck because I absolutely love writing angst so lets go! Also these are heavily inspired by the songs Decode and All I Wanted by Paramore so I kinda recommend listening to them while you read. (๑˘︶˘๑)
Everyone you have encountered along your journey have been so friendly; all of them going out of their way to assist you. You have gained many friends along your way which have caused you to become quite a trusting person, to a fault at this point. Every person you have met with try their best to help you with your journey and leave a lingering friendship which you are incredibly grateful for. When you first decided you wanted to become an adventurer, your parents were extremely apprehensive, not trusting the world around you. You were determined to prove them wrong, and so far you have.
You had decided you wanted to settle down in Liyue for a while, exhausted from the constant traveling. This way you were always able to stay close around the Adventurers Guild. Along your journey of living in Liyue you had continued to meet many lovely and helpful people; one being a tall copper headed man.
During your travel and adventuring you had started to become a fairly big name, as you were incredibly skilled and managed to help save Mondstadt on a variety of occasions; even getting to know the grand master of the Knights of Favonius. So when a tall young man approached you, already knowing your name you weren’t all too surprised. You had already settled down into your small cozy apartment when he had come up to you.
“Excuse me, you don’t happen to be (y/n) do you?” You looked up, your eyes meeting bright blue ones as you found the owner of the soothing voice.
“Oh uh, yes that’s me. Is there something I can help you with?” A pleasant smile graced your face as the tall man gave a polite smile back before continuing.
“I was wondering if you could assist me with a domain, I seem to be having a bit more trouble with it than I had expected. I’ve heard you’re one of the best out there right now.” Your face flushed, something about this man was so endearing, and helping him out couldn’t be too hard, you had been able to defeat most of the domains in the area anyway so why not?
“Sure, I’d be more than happy to help you out! Are you an adventurer like I am?” You heard Childe let out a low chuckle.
“Oh no I am a Fatui Harbinger.” Wait- did he just say he was a Harbinger? You didn’t know much about the Fatui, but what you did know and have heard from other people was that the Fatui were always bad news. He didn’t seem like what everyone was saying though.
“Well then, when would you like to go?”
That was the beginning of your relationship with the Harbinger. After that you two both seemed to get along surprisingly well, and you found yourself struggling to stop seeing him. He was always on your mind, and with him almost always being around you that wasn’t helping either.
“So, where shall we go today darling?” Childe had decided to take up space in your already cramped apartment, not that you were complaining. It had been about six months since you had settled down in Liyue and you decided it was finally time to start traveling again. You had formed a really close connection with Childe, he always seemed to be your savior in situations that you needed it. You hoped that Childe would come along with you, but part of you had a feeling that he had to stay here for some reason.
“Well I was thinking I would go back to traveling again, I have stayed for about half a year so I think it’s time.” The smile that always seemed to find its place on Childe face quickly dropped, and you saw something change for a split second before returning back to normal.
“Oh well if that’s what you want then I am not going to stop you, but I can no longer accompany you, you better leave as soon as possible though.” Now what could he have said that for.
“So you can cover as much ground of course!” Childe must’ve picked up on your questioning gaze when he said that, as a reassuring smile found its way back to his face.
“I suppose you’re right, I need to say goodbye to the friends that I’ve made here though. Could you help me pack my things while I go do that?” A strong nod came from Childe before you granted yourself permission to leave.
It took you longer than you had anticipated to track down and say goodbye to all of the friends you had made here and Liyue, which you could blame Xiangling for as she made sure to make plenty of your favourite dishes for your trip.
As you approached your building you saw the back of the boy you knew so well, duck into a dark alley. Something could’ve been wrong, so to make sure he was okay you quietly followed a little ways behind.
“Are you deaf or just stupid? Your job was to get close to the dumb bitch and then bring them in. What is taking so long are you kidding?” A shorter man with a large hat was currently talking to Childe, surely they couldn’t be talking about you.
“Listen I know what my orders were, I was just waiting for a good time.” Childe’s voice was quite and his eyes were focused on the ground.
“If they’re leaving today, you better hope that they are still in Liyue for your own well being.” With that the shorter man quickly turned away and stormed off. So it was all a setup. Everything they did and talked about... All the things he told you... You as you were backing away in disbelief your shoe scuffed against the ground, causing Childe to whip around, those once familiar blue eyes meeting yours blowing out wide.
“(Y/n) wait-” You didn’t let him finish before you took off sprinting up to your apartment, hoping to get up there and lock yourself in. Was he going to kill you for over hearing?
You tripped a couple times going up the stairs hoping to the gods that you would still have enough time to shut and lock your door, all the while Childe was behind you begging for you to stop, for you to come back. Relief washed over you as your eyes found your door, adrenaline still pumping wildly through you.
“Please please please gods let me in!” You franticly attempted to unlock your door, the adrenaline making you shaky causing you to miss the keyhole. Your feverish prayers were answered when you flung the front door open, Childe’s loud footsteps pounding against the floor behind you. Right as you were slamming the door closed Childe’s body flew against the door, causing it to swing back open, hitting you in the process and tossing you to the ground; knocking the wind out of you.
Childe stood over you, panting as he tried to catch his breath. Was this the end? Were you going to die? Your wild eyes found his, the fear in them causing him to falter. He never wanted to see fear in your eyes, especially not because of him. The darkness of the night made it hard to see, the only light spilling in from the hallway through your open front door, spotlighting your face and the tears you had falling down your cheeks. You don’t remember when you started crying but it was obvious now. Neither of you spoke for a while, not knowing what to say. It was clear that Childe wasn’t going to kill you, but that still left a plethora of issues.
“You...” You began to speak, your voice shaky and uncertain. Childe’s eyes silently begged for you to stop.
“You took advantage of me. Everything was a lie. Was anything that came out of your mouth true?!” Sadness and anger flushed your face and you slowly rose to your feet.
“(Y/n) please... I never meant for it to go on this long.” That didn’t help his situation, that sentence having the same effect of putting water on an oil fire. Anger bloomed from your chest, almost making it hard to breathe.
“I trusted you! I guess this is all my fault for putting my trust into a Fatui Harbinger! Childe’s not even your real name! I know NOTHING about you!! And... and I let you stay with me! Keep me company! I let you put your filthy hands on me! You kissed me!!” Tears began to spill faster, but not just from you this time.
“(Y/n) please my feelings and actions towards you were no lies!! I admit this was all set up, but then I began to truly fall in love with you!! You have to believe me!” A loud broken laugh escaped your lips, almost like a bark.
“Believe you?! Again I don’t even know your real name-”
“Tartaglia.” This stopped you in your tracks, you couldn’t quite make sense of what he said.
“What?” Your words were barely above a whisper.
“My name. It’s Tartaglia. My family calls me Ajax. I am the 11th Harbinger of the Fatui. I moved to Liyue as a debt collector. I don’t want to be in the Fatui, not ever since I met you. You knew who the Fatui were and still chose to trust me. No one except my family has ever looked at me the way you do. I am from Snezhnaya. My birthday is July 20th. I enjoy ice fishing and combat. I have many siblings, a couple younger brothers named Teucer and Anthony and I have a sister named Tonia. See? You know so much more now!” You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, you just stared at him. Childe or Tartaglia rather, was clearly getting anxious at your silence, as he shifted around more or fiddled with his gloves. He was normally so confident, so seeing him like this was shocking.
“(Y/n) please, say something; anything.” The desperation in his voice made your chest tighten. What could you say? On one hand you wanted to just forgive him and fall into his arms, on the other hand he had completely destroyed your trust; were you really willing on forgiving him that easily?
“Childe... I...” You could see Tartaglia flinch, not used to the tone of his code name on you tongue. He wanted so desperately for you to just say his real name. He wanted to embrace you, for you to forgive him. He would find a way out of this for the both of you.
“(Y/n) I will help you. I fell in love with you. I knew the second I set my eyes on you that I say going to fall for you. I will get you out of this situation, I have to. I know it’s stupid to say this now, but you have to trust me on this. After I get you out of here is when you can hit me scream at me and tell me never to see you again. I just need to make sure you’re safe.” You couldn’t hold yourself back anymore as you began to cry again. Tartaglia stepped close to you, slowly to make sure that you had a way to back up if you didn’t want him to get closer. When you didn’t move he took that as an ‘okay’ to get close, and that’s what he did.
Slowly the distance between the two of you closed as Tartaglia sunk to his knees and clung to you. His hold on you was iron tight, as he waited and hoped for you to return the hold; which much to his surprise you did. You clung to him and cried.
“I will make you trust me again (y/n). I will make you trust me and I will keep you safe. You have my word. I love you.”
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hello! this is kinda nsfw but can u write a scenario for tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and ushijima with their fem s/o and they are doing it and they broke the bed 😬
[a/n: I love this request so much! I’m starting to get a bit more confident with my smut writing so it’s no problem☺️ thank you for the request my lovely anon, enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ps. I uhh kinda got a bit too into it with ushijima’s...hehe oops]
Doing the dirty and accidentally breaking the bed w/ a fem!s/o [nsfw]
Tsukishima Kei
♤ he’d be such a little shit about it
♤ he’s been really busy with practice and studying for upcoming finals so he didn’t really have much time for you
♤ so when you sent him that picture of you, half naked in bed, while he was studying...well all patience GONE
♤ “oh hey, you got a text.” He looked up as Kuroo held out the phone to him, confused to see that there was a picture with what you sent
♤ his eyes widened but he tried to act like everything was normal, gritting his teeth as he read your message
♤ ‘I miss you :( ‘ it was simple but paired with that picture...it really riled him up
♤ he figured that Kuroo hadn’t saw anything because he wasn’t making any snide comments
♤ he waited a good 5ish minutes before yawning and pretending to be exhausted
♤ “I’m gonna go, I think I’ve reached my end. See you guys later.” He lazily waved, packing up his stuff and leaving the library
♤ “Ooh hoo hoo~ (Y/n)’s gonna get dicked down tonight!” He laughed his god awful hyena laugh while explaining to Bokuto and Akaashi what he saw
♤ “Kuroo-san, it looks like you’ve also got a text?”
♤ “...eh?”
♤ needless to say, you and Kenma were in the same boat tonight...but anyways
♤ back to kei and (y/n)
♤ “I can’t believe- ah that you’d send something like that...you knew who I was with. You wanted them to see, didn’t you?” He growled in your ear
♤ you were on your hands and knees as he roughly pounded into you from behind
♤ “No! I-“ you choked out a moan when a particularly harsh snap of his hips jolted you forward.
♤ “I didn’t want them to see...ah fuck! K-kei please.” You whimpered as you felt your core tighten, you were almost at your end
♤ “Hmm...too bad I don’t believe you.” He gripped your hips in a bruising hold and continued his rough movements
♤ his name fell from your lips like a mantra
♤ your arms were tired from holding you up so you opted for laying against the pillows
♤ “I should punish you for what you did and not let you cum? Or maybe I should edge you until your sobbing for me. I bet you’d like that since you’re such a needy little slut for me.” He chuckled darkly.
♤ “yes! I-I’d love it kei! P-please I-“ the loud slap and stinging sensation from your backside cut you off. “I’m s-such a needy s-slut for y-you!”
♤ the way your broken moans desperately left your lips made him smirk
♤ of course that was until...
♤ * ᶜᴿᴬᶜᴷ *
♤ you thought you were hearing things but when your bed started to sway a bit more than usual, you realized what had happened
♤ “K-kei! Kei wait-“ you were cut off by your own moan, the pleasure was too intense to focus on the current problem. “T-the bed-“
♤ he heard it too but he pretended not to
♤ the fact that he caused something like that went straight to his ego
♤ it wasn’t until you were both done showering that you figured it out
♤ “hey uhh did your bed always kinda...dip in the middle?” He tried to feign innocence
♤ the both of you were stood beside the bed
♤ the frame had obviously been cracked since it did, in fact, have a weird dip in the middle
♤ “No...it never did.” You sighed, resting your head against his shoulder
♤ “Oh...whoops.” He’d shrug, “I guess I’m just that good.”
♤ you looked up and saw the look in his eyes
♤ cue to you smacking him upside the head
♤ “you knew, didn’t you?!”
♤ “what?! Pfft no, of course not.”
Akaashi Keiji
❀ i can’t really think of a situation where he would be going THAT hard
❀ but he had been away for a training camp for about a week and a half
❀ he hadn’t realized that he had a missed call from you until he back on the team bus when he saw that he had a voicemail message from you
❀ plugging in his earphones was definitely a smart idea
❀ he was able to keep a neutral expression as he listened, though the slight blush on his cheeks might have been a giveaway had anyone been paying attention
❀ “I know you come back today but- ah~” your whine went straight to his cock
❀ “I just couldn’t wait a-any longer.”
❀ he could hear the wetness of your arousal
❀ the image of you splayed out on your bed, propped up against your pillows
❀ thighs spread lewdly as you played with yourself
❀ “ah fuck, I missed you so much baby...”
❀ that was all he could take as he paused the message and turned off his phone, shrugging off his jacket and casually folding it in his lap to hide the raging hard on that was tenting his sweats
❀ by the time he got to your place, he used the spare key you had given him and he quietly made his way inside
❀ peeking through the crack of your door, his mouth watered at the sight of you touching yourself
❀ he so badly wanted a taste
❀ he made you come twice while going down on you, making sure to clean you up with his tongue each time
❀ you watched in anticipation as he stroked himself a few times before teasing your entrance
❀ “Please Keiji...I want you so bad~”
❀ that was really all it took for him to bottom out on the first stroke
❀ he choked out a moan when he felt how tight you were, his fist was nowhere compared to the real thing
❀ this time around he had no chill as he pulled out, all the way to the tip before mercilessly slamming back in
❀ he had set a quick pace, folding your legs against your chest to get a better angle
❀ he always enjoyed watching how he disappeared within you
❀ he reached down and ran his thumb over your swollen clit, the action making you clench around him
❀ “no, please it-ah it’s too sensitive. Keiji-“ he had started to play with your little bundle of nerves even more
❀ “geez (y/n) it feels even tighter...ah fuck!”
❀ it felt like you were sucking him in with each thrust
❀ “I don’t think I-I’m gonna last much longer.” He groaned
❀ both of you had come at the some time
❀ he continued his thrusts to help your ride out the high
❀ you squeaked when a rough thrust met your hips, eyes widening at the loud crack and the shift of the bed frame that followed
❀ “d-did I just-“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence
❀ he was so flustered once the realization finally set in
❀ “I’m so sorry love. I guess I got too carried away.”
❀ he had leaned forward and buried his face in your neck
❀ you were still on a high and he was being too cute to be mad
❀ you’d just yell at him tomorrow
Bokuto Kōtarō
☆ you knew what you were doing
☆ you had gone out to get coffe with him and Akaashi but you had been shamelessly flirting with the pretty setter
☆ he knew that it was just you playing around but he couldn’t help but feel jealous
☆ usually he’d just go all depresso mode until you switched your attention to him but not this time
☆ and that’s what you wanted, just for him to be all cute and pout for some attention
☆ boy did you miscalculate
☆ he was glaring at both you and Akaashi while he waited in line
☆ his friend was making you giggle and smile
☆ all things that he, your boyfriend, should be doing...not Akaashi
☆ once the order was in, he went to sit down besides you
☆ a blush started to creep up your cheeks when you felt his hand grip your thigh
☆ you glanced at Bokuto but he had no telling expression on his face as he listened to Akaashi who was, thankfully, sitting across from the both of you
☆ once the order was called, he volunteered to get the drinks
☆ leaving you with a mad Bokuto
☆ “are you enjoying your little date with Akaashi? Hmm?” He leaned in, whispering into your ear. “should I leave the two of you alone?”
☆ from afar, the both of you seemed like a normal, lovey doves couple. Whispering sweet nothings to each other
☆ you gulped nervously
☆ “answer me.” He dug his nails into the soft skin of your thigh, it wasn’t painful but it did leave a pleasurable ache that ran up to your core
☆ “n-no, I uh- I was just-“
☆ “just what? Trying to make me jealous? Maybe you want me to bend you over the table and fuck you right here in the middle of the coffee shop. Fuck you so good in front of all these people so they know who you belong to.”
☆ the mere suggestion made your cheeks burn a bright read, your arousal much more presant
☆ he chuckled as he watched you clench your thighs together
☆ once he saw that Akaashi was coming back, he pulled away from your ear and sat back up, hand still gripping your thigh
☆ “oh? (Y/n) are you okay? You seem a bit flushed?
☆ “oh w-well I um-“
☆ “she was saying how she doesn’t feel very well. We might have to cut this short so I can take her home.”
☆ “hmm that would be a good idea.” Akaashi nodded thoughtfully, “you should get to bed and rest.”
☆ oh you were gonna be in bed all right, you were gone be in bed for about a week
☆ cause if you think you’re gonna be able to walk...well think again
☆ “Do you think Akaashi could fuck you like this?” He grunted, he had a hand buried in your hair and tugging so your back was arched
☆ “n-no, no one could e-ever make me feel as g-good as you Ko!”
☆ neither of you heard this one
☆ your senses completely overwhelmed by each other
☆ his last thrust had knocked the headboard against the wall, both of you had felt the jolt as the bed dipped
☆ “would you look at that?! I fucked you so good I broke the bed!” He cackled
☆ you didn’t have the energy to scold him so you just shrugged it off and figured you’d deal with it later
daddy Ushijima Wakatoshi
♡ daddy toshi is aware of his own strength so he always held back from going too hard with you
♡ that was until ya’ll tried something new
♡ he was a little apprehensive about it at first since he was a little confused on how that would work
♡ good thing he’s a quick learner
♡ “a-ah Toshi...you feel so good~” You were currently riding his glorious thighs (i wish ╥﹏╥)
♡ he said nothing as he flexed his muscles, the new sensation making your own thighs quiver
♡ you were holding onto his shoulders for dear life as he had your hips firmly in his grip, rocking back and forth
♡ I feel like he has somewhat of a praise kink cause of how he grew up so...the fact that you’re getting pleasure from something that he worked his beautiful ass off for is turning him on more than he thought
♡ just hearing you whimper out his name and seeing you basically fall apart because of his thighs like damn
♡ you’re in for a real treat
♡ I think this would definitely make him blush so he leaned forward and started to trail soft kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking to leave little hickies everywhere
♡ one hand running up your side to cup your breast, making sure to run his thumb over the hardened bud
♡ when he could feel you start to come undone, he’d flex his thigh once more and lift his leg up just a bit so it was more angled
♡ he held you close as you came down from such an intense climax, breathlessly you placed random kisses on the crook of his jaw
♡ ”t-thank you baby, that was amazing”
♡ you were caught a bit off guard when a quiet chuckle left his lips
♡ you thought you guys were done???
♡ lol nope
♡ he scooped you up as he got up from the bed and tossed you onto it, there was a small creak since he had done it a bit more forcefully than usual but neither of you were paying attention
♡ your mouth watered as you watched him undress, the urge to run your tongue over those magnificent abs was too strong
♡ he could see you bite your lip as he pulled down his shorts and underwear, the way your eyes were locked in on the way the tip of his length bumped into his lower abdomen
♡ “lay down.” He calmly instructed, you were a bit confused but did it anyway
♡ you thought you were just gonna give him that super suction gawk gawk 3000
♡ you didn’t expect to be three orgasms in and still have him ram into you to give you a fourth
♡ there were tears streaming down your blushed cheeks at the complete overstimulation you were receiving
♡ it was too much but you didn’t want it to stop
♡ he gripped your leg and hooked it over his shoulder, your mouth opened in a silent scream
♡ “how does that feel, love?” His voice was thick with lust, he loved the expression on your face
♡ it was down right sinful and it was definitely way better than any of the ahego manga that Tendo had shown him
♡ “So g-good Toshi! S-so fucking good~! I want- ah!”
♡ “tell me what you want princess, come on. Use your words.” He groaned, he was also close. He had been holding back but it was proving quite difficult, especially when...
♡ “I-I ah fuck, I want you t-to cum ins-inside me Toshi! Please, I need it-“
♡ congratulations, breeding kink unlocked
♡ this made him snap
♡ just the thought of releasing his seed inside of you made him completely lose it
♡ “You’re so sexy baby, I-“ His moans increased as he slammed into you. “I’m gonna cum...shit.”
♡ one particularly harsh thrust and he bottomed out, painting your insides with his release
♡ neither of you seemed to notice the break
♡ he stayed inside of you just for a bit before completely pulling out and laying besides you
♡ the noise the bed frame made as he dropped besides you made you very suspicious
♡ “Toshi...”
♡ “yes my love?”
♡ “I think we broke the bed...”
♡ “Oh.”
♡ thus lead to the both of you going to the furniture store to buy a new one and lead to the embarrassment you felt when Wakatoshi told the salesperson the two of you broke the bed while having sex when they had asked for the reason why the two of you were buying
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♡ first meetings ♡ c. hyunsuk
“helloooooo hope you’re doing good <3 i’m so glad i found your blog bc your writing it’s truly amazing ❤️ can I request a scenario with hyunsuk (if you have time ofc) where the treasure members discover that he has a s/o? something really fluffy idk I just thought it would be funny since treasure can be so extra in the best way 😅😅 thank you have a nice day <3” - anon
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warnings: none!
a/n: i hope this was fluffy enough for you sweetheart! ;-; also, this sort of morphed from ‘discovering’ to just ‘meeting’ so i hope you don’t mind ^^ also yes i agree, treasure is extra in the absolute Best Way - bee
“I promise you they are gonna love you, there’s no reason to be nervous, baby.” Hyunsuk’s thumb rubbed the back of your hand as you walked. You knew your palms were probably sweaty but it seemed as though Hyunsuk either took no notice of it or didn’t care.
“But there’s so many of them, it’s intimidating.” You looked over at Hyunsuk with a pout. The walk to the company was getting shorter and shorter with each step you took and you were getting more and more nervous.
Originally Hyunsuk had come over the night before, surprising you with a romantic dinner and then asking you to come to the company the next day to meet the members. “They all want to meet you, they see my phone wallpaper all the time and they’re starting to think you aren’t real.” Hyunsuk had all but begged you, his hands clasped and his lower lip jutted out.
You agreed, thinking it would be great to finally meet his members after a few months of dating, but as you got closer and closer you only thought of the bad things that could happen. What if they didn’t like you? What if they thought you weren’t good enough for their leader?
You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t realize you were standing in front of the company building. Hyunsuk pulled you back into reality by squeezing your hand, leading you through the glass doors and up to the front desk. He waved to the receptionist, not needing to sign in because they had seen him walk through those doors too many times for him to count.
Stepping in the elevator, you let go of Hyunsuk’s hand, wiping the sweat on your jeans and biting your lip in anticipation. You wanted to meet the members really badly, it was like the next step in your relationship with Hyunsuk, but you were also worried about what they would think of you.
“Hey,” Hyunsuk snapped you out of your thoughts once again, his hand slipping around your waist and squeezing. “We don’t have to do this if you really don’t want to. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
Shaking your head, you flashed a quick smile. “No, it’s okay. I want to meet them.” You grabbed Hyunsuk’s hand, pulling it from your waist in favor of interlocking your fingers. “It’s like the next big step in our relationship and besides from all the stories you’ve told me I really want to see what they’re like.”
“It might be overwhelming at first,” Hyunsuk chuckled, bringing your hand up to his mouth and kissing your knuckle, “but I promise they’re going to love you.”
Just as the elevator doors opened you heard screaming coming from one of the practice room doors. You laughed, listening to the commotion and trying to make out words but all you got was excited yells and cheering.
“Okay,” you took a breath in as Hyunsuk led you to the room with the screaming, “let’s go.”
As Hyunsuk opened the door, you heard the room be reduced to almost silence. There were still two of the boys running around and doing some sort of dance, but the others were staring at you as you walked in. Their eyes traveled from Hyunsuk to your connected hands.
“Guys! I want to introduce you to Y/N, the one on my wallpaper, my partner.” Hyunsuk said, pulling you so you stood next to him. He smiled at you, squeezing your hand and encouraging you to talk.
Before you could get any words out, however, one of them walked up to you, squinting his eyes and looking at you up and down. You felt a wave of fear hit you, thinking about all the bad things he could say.
“So you are real!” The one boy you recognized, Jihoon, yelled while one of the others behind him let out a groan. “You owe me 20 dollars Junkyu!”
“They had to be real from the way Hyunsuk has been so happy recently.” One of the boys walked up to you, sticking out his hand. He looked young, and while you knew all their names you couldn’t connect those names to their faces. “I’m Jeongwoo, Hyunsuk’s favorite younger brother.”
A chorus of “hey!”s echoed throughout the room as you reached forward and shook Jeongwoo’s hand. Jeongwoo laughed loudly, skipping back to his place on the bench.
“Don’t let him fool you, Y/N, I’m Hyunsuk’s favorite.” Another boy walked up to you, his teeth were so white and straight that you almost got blinded by his smile. “I’m Doyoung.”
As Hyunsuk began introducing all of the members, saying their names and pointing to them so you could try and fit their names to faces, you waved to them all. Some of them walked up and shook your hand, others, Asahi and Junghwan, chose to wave and smile back.
A loud scream erupted from the corner of the room, where Jeongwoo was playing some rendition of tag with Junkyu. They were running around the room way too quickly, their feet in danger of slipping out from under them.
“Be careful!” You said, bracing yourself for some sort of impact as they rounded a corner, waiting to hear a sound of pain but nothing came. Instead, they looked up at you and for a moment you were afraid you said the wrong thing but then Jeongwoo let out a soft laugh.
“You sound just like Hyunsuk, no wonder he loves you so much-”
“Okay, okay that’s enough for today. I don’t want you guys overwhelming Y/N.” Hyunsuk said, his cheeks turning pink at the mention of the word love. He scratched the back of his neck, looking at you and you were sure you looked just as flustered. You had never talked about that word before, but you figured if love was real, it was what you felt when you were with Hyunsuk.
“It was nice to meet you guys!” You said excitedly. Of course you had nothing to worry about, these were the most chaotic and hilarious boys and it didn’t look like they had a mean bone in their body.
“You should come over to the dorm for movie night! Hyunsuk said you're good at games and as the god gamer in the dorm I want to see how you stack up.” Jihoon said, his hands planted on his hips and eyebrows raised.
“Well I will say I’m extremely good at card games.” You mimicked Jihoon’s posture, smiling when Jihoon burst out into laughter. “Really though, I would love to come over, more time I get to spend with Suk and more time to get to know you guys!”
All the boys that weren’t preoccupied with their own corner of chaos nodded, the ones that were busy shouting agreements as they wrestled or played games on their phone. You looked around at everyone, knowing that as your relationship with Hyunsuk got more serious, that you would be able to be really good friends with all of the boys.
“I’m going to walk Y/N out,” Hyunsuk said, grabbing your hand and smiling at you. Somewhere in the corner, one of the boys made a gagging noise that caused a small giggle to escape you. “I’ll be right back and we can start practice.”
As soon as you walked out of the door, you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding. Sure, it was the best case scenario for what happened, but that didn’t make you any less nervous the entire time.
“I told you that they would like you.” Hyunsuk squeezed your hand, bringing it up to his mouth and kissing each one of your fingers. “And if you want you can come over to the dorms tomorrow for movie night.”
“Sounds great.” You smiled, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Hyunsuk’s cheek. Just as you let go of his hand, turning around to leave, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist.
“Oh, baby.” Hyunsuk trailed off, letting go of your wrist when you looked back at him. “It might be too early to say this, but since the members already said it it really made me think and…” he stopped talking for a moment, looking up at you, a soft smile gracing his features, “I think I love you.” He was no longer looking you in the eye after he said that, his hands buried in the pockets of his pants.
“Hey Hyunsuk,” As soon as he looked back up at you, you leaned forward, kissing him quickly on the lips once before you pulled away just enough to look him in the eye again. “I think I love you too.”
From behind the practice room door you heard cheering before someone, you can only assume it was Jihoon or Yedam, yelled, “you guys don’t know how to eavesdrop, do you?”
You giggled, pressing one more kiss to Hyunsuk’s lips. Seeing his red cheeks and soft gaze made you smile. It had been less than a few months of dating but you already knew your feelings for Hyunsuk would only grow stronger.
“I’ll call you later, Suk. Have fun at practice.”
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Heyyyo lovely💓💓 I'm so proud of u girly💖 Could you possibly write a Fatgum X Femreader scenario? Preferably a steamy NSFW with a breeding kink and going down on his s/o kink? Thank you so much for considering this💘💘!!! Fyi I'm 21
A/N: Thank you so much for your kind words!❤ This was my first time writing something steamier for Fatgum which also included breeding a kink I’m still not quite familiar with, so I hope that I managed to capture his character as well as your wishes as well as I could! Hope you’ll like it and please enjoy! (ᵔ.ᵔ)
Tags: Taishiro/Fatgum x reader ✅ smut ✅ breeding kink ✅ belly bulge ✅ bloated belly ✅ overstimulation ✅
image/art source: Twitter (art by Muccho)
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Lesson learned - Fatgum x reader
“Taishiro, w-wait...”
“Sorry, pumpkin, but I can’t hold back anymore.”
And with that, your boyfriend pressed his mouth against your own, his tongue eagerly tracing the ever so small cracks on your soft lips. You were so overwhelmed that it took you some time to realize that this gesture was indirectly asking for his tongue to enter your delicate mouth. He grew impatient and began nibbling and softly biting on your lower lip, figuring that if you weren’t going to open that mouth of yours on your own, then he’d just take it upon himself to pry it open.
With that thought in mind, Taishiro moved one of his big hands down to your hips, caressing every delicious curve, no matter how flat or voluptuous it was, and let out a satisfied groan in the process.
His big hands had gradually reached your behind, and he made sure not to pass up on the opportunity to take a tight hold of your asscheeks and spread them apart as much as your jeans let him. But the hero knew that this motion alone was not enough to force a moan out of you, so he pulled you closer to his muscular chest and slowly crouched down, taking you down with him. His big hands now held up your back, your legs hooked around his waist, and your in comparison tinier hands on top of his broad shoulders. Meanwhile, Taishiro’s legs were positioned on each of your sides; his left fingertips gently caressed your jaw, still trying to get you to open your mouth for him. With his right hand, he continued holding onto your hips, gently massaging your hip bones and playing with the hem of your shirt. You knew what he was about to do, so you simply wrapped your arms around his neck. Taishiro always made sure to show you how precious he found every inch of your body, so every time you guys were making out with each other, he didn’t leave a spot of it untouched.
Scarred fingers dove underneath your shirt, the featherlight yet cold sensation made you twitch and arch your body toward his own. He used that opportunity to roll up your shirt, exposing your entire upper body to his lust-filled gaze, which clouded further the moment he saw your choice in lingerie for today.
“God babe, you just know how to push my buttons, don’t you?”
In one sweeping motion, he unhooked your bra and lifted it just enough that your breasts bounced out and the moment they did, his mouth and fingers were already on both of your nipples, twisting, pinching, licking, sucking, and gently biting them. The sudden mix of pain and pleasure coursed through your entire body, making your breath hitch and a low whimper escape your lips. A pair of yellow eyes look up at you and squint ever so slightly. Taishiro was visibly irritated that you finally opened your mouth, and he had to miss the opportunity of exploring it due to him being busy with your breasts. But instead of mulling over that small miss any further, he decided to make up for it by exploring a different sort of insides.
He let go of the nipple he pleasured with his hand and let his fingertips run down your entire torso until they reached your jeans’ buttons and slowly began undoing them. Your hands instinctively moved to hold onto his sleeve, but your boyfriend only smiled and continued with his plan.
“Come now, pumpkin, I need you to lift that cute ass of yours, or else I won’t be able to pleasure you like always.”
His eyes once again fixated on your flushed face, admiring just how lewd your expression looked like from that low amount of teasing.
You shouldn’t be as embarrassed as you were, considering that this was a procedure he always went through when preparing you for him and his impressive size. Still, he always managed to surprise you with something new, whether it was a pet name or simply the way he cooed instructions, orders, and pleas that close to your ear. Disobeying him was never on your mind. You always made sure to do whatever he asked of you because the reward you’d get for it was worth giving yourself over to him.
“That’s my good girl...now let me see how it looks down there.”
He gave your neck a few featherlight kisses before letting go of your abused breasts and shifting his attention to your nether regions, which were still covered by a thin layer of fabric. With a small smile, his big fingers traced your folds alongside the already damp spot on your panties. His touch was teasing and left you wanting more, and he knew that. Still, before he gave you what you desired so desperately, Taishiro kissed your thighs and took hold of your underwear’s waistband with his teeth, slowly pulling them down your lower body, exposing your already wet core. He took a deep breath, inhaling your lewd and intoxicating smell, licked his lips, visibly enjoying your anticipating expression.
“Come now, sweetheart, tell me what you want me to do….and you better hurry up cause I can’t hold back any longer.”
“I-I want you to pleasure me with that tongue of yours like-...like you always do.”
“Trust me, baby, you don’t have to ask me twice.“ he answered as he licked his lips, and just some seconds later, your lover directed his tongue’s attention to your already dripping entrance, lapping up your juices as if it was the last sort of liquid he’d get to taste any time soon.
The way he skillfully moved his tongue’s tip always left you a breathless and twitching mess, but today was different.
Taishiro would always follow some kind of strategy when he pleasured your nether regions. He’d usually start in a lazy and teasing manner. The moment you began to move your hips in the hope of more contact between his mouth and your pussy, your boyfriend would immediately pull back and enjoy how your folds twitched in desperate need of any sort of contact. After repeating this process a few times, you’d usually be the first one to give in and beg him to take it seriously, and that’s when Taishiro showed his true colors. And let’s just say that food wasn’t the only thing he enjoyed devouring as if his life depended on it.
But right now? For some reason, his mouth went down on you without any restraints, no gentle licks alongside your folds, no teasing sucks on your sensitive bud, nothing of that sort...just pure lust and hunger. It took your brain a couple of seconds to register the sudden amount of pleasure that hit your body, and when it did, you couldn’t help but arch your back in a very evident curve and moan out loud. His hand immediately covered your ajar mouth, muffling that whiny voice he loved to hear so much.
“Now now, pumpkin, please don’t forget that we are still at the entrance. Wouldn’t want to have our neighbors interrupting us again now, would you?”
You slightly shook your head in denial, there was no way you’d let anyone interrupt this blissful moment, and your boyfriend seemingly had no intention of doing that either, since his tongue was on you quicker than you would’ve expected.
With the way he moved that wet muscle of his, it was quite difficult for you to keep silent, and his hand wasn’t of much help at all, so you had no other choice but to bite on his long fingers as softly as you could, careful not to leave any visible marks on his skin.
Even if that gesture of yours was meant well, it had the opposite effect on your pro hero boyfriend. Instead of seeing it as a sign that you had already reached your limit, he saw it as an invitation to keep his pace up and even quicken it if he so desired.
His other free hand spread your engorged outer labia apart, exposing your dripping core to the cold air and his hungry gaze as he licked his lips one last time and starting sucking on your sensitive clit. Your legs began shaking uncontrollably at his ministrations, and his loud sucking sounds only quickened your heartbeat, but what ultimately pushed you over the edge was the way Fatgum looked up at you. His eyes were squinted ever so slightly, pupils almost wholly covering his yellow irises, and even though his expression seemed relaxed overall, the way you perceived it was as if he was silently ordering you to cum right here and right now...and who were you to disobey?
Your orgasm hit you like none other had done before that. Just as that familiar warm feeling spread around your body and made your lower muscles tense up, Taishiro stopped sucking and returned to flicking his tongue against your swollen clit, this motion was just so much for your already sensitive body that you tried to escape his loose grip and create some distance between your nether regions and his mouth. His lips had barely even left your twitching pussy and Taishiro immediately noticed what your intention was, so he held onto your hips and began licking up your love juices from your folds.
While you were still catching your breath, your boyfriend used that small window of opportunity to take a good look at your already spent body and admire it silently.
It’s now or never…
“Hey, sweetheart...you still with me?” he silently asked as his big hand gently caressed your flushed cheek. Even though your body was still twitching from the aftershocks you still managed to nod and more or less reassure him of your wellbeing. He sighed in relief and directed his hands’ attention to your legs, massaging them in an attempt to relieve the tension in your muscles, palms slowly moving up and down your thighs, applying just the right amount of pressure.
After a short while, you finally gave him your ok to continue with his plans, and he wasted no time in getting in between your legs again, but this time he positioned his large and pre-cum covered tip right at your entrance. He slapped your clit a few times with his shaft and mixed both of your juices, wetting your small and throbbing hole in the process.
“Hope you’re ready pumpkin, cause I ain’t holding anything back today.”
Just before you can urge him to enter you, he slams his entire length inside and knocks the air out of your lungs. Your trembling hands tried to take a hold of something to cushion his deep and precise thrusts, but whatever you tried to do it didn’t help the immense amount of pleasure that spread around your body, and judging by the silent grunts coming from Taishiro, he also felt good. His big arms wrapped around your body, hoisting it up towards his sweaty but muscular chest. That action caused your hips to drop down his shaft even further and the moment his tip touched the entrance to your womb your back arched and you finally screamed out in pleasure. You really wanted to avoid making noise, but how could you when the man you loved made it so hard for you?
Funny enough, your little slip-up didn’t surprise Taishiro at all, if anything it turned him on even more, just knowing that he and his body were the reason you couldn’t hold your voice back made him get harder than he already was. He looked at your breasts bounce and your lips quiver while his cock entered and left your seemingly small hole. Thinking back on how much effort he put into prepping you and how tight you were during the first few times, seemed like such a faraway memory now, since your insides had perfectly adapted to his girth and length.
The imagination alone drove him over the edge and even if he didn’t want to end this too quickly he just couldn’t hold himself back any longer and after a few deep thrusts, he released his seeds deep inside of you.
While he savored the aftershocks of his orgasm you softly rocked your hips back and forth, refusing to stop, wanting more of the warmth his cum provided.
“T-Taishiro...please give me more.”
Even though your statement took him by surprise his hands took a hold of your hips once again and just when you thought that he’d start moving your pelvis up and down he suddenly started getting up. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck as you felt his palms take a strong grip on your asscheeks.
While your boyfriend slowly walked towards your shared bedroom, he was completely oblivious to how much his movements affected you. Each step he took caused his shaft to bump against your wet insides and your most sensitive spots.
Just as Taishiro opened the door to your bedroom he felt how your walls suddenly tightened up around his shaft, causing him to stumble, his back hitting the doorframe. He once again sunk to the floor, but his grip on you remained tight.
“Cupcake...d-did you just cum?”
You hid your face in the crack of his neck and refused to look up at him, but your blush was evident nonetheless, and your plan to hide it failed. He tilted your chin with his finger and had to bite his lip as soon as he saw your facial expression. The moment he caught a glimpse of those flushed cheeks of yours, your reddened lips which now had small bite marks on them from all those attempts to hold your voice back and that petite droplet of saliva slowly running down your chin, the small string of restraint he held on for so long finally snapped.
With an animalistic growl, he picked your body up as if it weighed nothing and threw you on the bed. Before you could even comprehend what was happening, Taishiro took a hold of your thighs, pushed them down toward your chest, and to stop you from struggling underneath him, he squeezed his muscular thighs against your hips. Without a single warning he slammed his throbbing cock inside of you once again, but this time thanks to the mating press he put you in, his shaft hit all of your favorite spots, not only that but this position also made you involuntarily tense up and that also applied to your mushy insides which were now holding onto him, refusing to let go of his dick. His thrusts’ speed decreased ever so slightly but this alone wasn’t enough to make him stop completely. Those shifted and deep movements which knocked against every sensitive spot, made your body tremble and your hips buckle against his pelvis. That movement caused his gland’s tip to precisely brush against the soft ring of flesh which was your womb’s entrance. Your body twitched and you yelped out at the sudden electrifying feeling that made goosebumps appear on your entire body, Taishiro noticed what kind of effect his thrust had on you and with a mischievous grin, he took a firm hold of his shaft’s root and began moving it in a circular motion, which caused the rest of his fat cock to do the same inside of you.
“O-Oh my gh-od Taishiro…!”
Said man chuckled as he let his big hand slide alongside your belly.
“Did you like that? Want me to do that again, hmm?”
His hand had reached your breasts by now and gave your nipples a quick squeeze, after he heard your trembling breath your lover hooked his arm underneath your neck and he gently tilted your head forward so that your eyes were fixated on where the two of you were connected. Your eyes widened as you took a better look at what he wanted you to see. There was a small bulge exactly where you felt Taishiro’s tip point inside of you. The moment he began moving his shaft again, the bulge copied his movement and all you could do was gently press your hand on top of it and feel the ever so slight movements.
“Do you know what I’m about to do sweetheart? I’ll make sure to cum right there, in your deepest spot...and when I’m done with you, you’ll be so full of my cum that this minuscule bulge will become as big as that of a pregnant lady.”
Your insides clenched at his announcement and took a tight hold of the bedsheets beneath you. Your boyfriend resumed his quick pace from before and not soon after he released his second load inside of you, he halted for a few seconds, savoring his orgasm’s aftershocks, and began thrusting once again. With each fresh load of his semen, his thrusts got sloppier than the rounds before, and the slapping sounds gradually changed into wetter ones. You had already lost count of how many times you had orgasmed, your body just felt numb and sweaty. Taishiro even made sure to tell you that you had even lost consciousness a few times, but despite that, he never stopped pumping you full of his cum. When he had announced to make that small bulge of your bigger, you seriously thought that he was just joking, but look at where that got you.
You once again felt another orgasm build up inside of you, but at the same time, you felt so tired that you simply didn’t care anymore. Unfortunately, your boyfriend had no intention of letting you blackout this soon and he gently slapped your cheek a few times in order to catch your attention, which he successfully did and show you your belly’s state. With a tired expression, you looked down and bit your lips as soon as you saw how bloated you actually were. The sight mixed with the imagination of your white-coated insides pushed you over the edge one last time before you once again lost consciousness, and the last thing you saw as your eyelids slowly grew heavy was the grin of your boyfriend who whispered something you failed to understand. One thing was for certain though...you had learned your lesson on doubting his plans because whatever Taishiro said or wanted, he always made sure to get it, no matter the cost.
#bnha scenarios#mha scenarios#fatgum x reader#taishiro x reader#bnha x reader#mha x reader#bnha smut#mha smut#━𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰#━𝙼𝙷𝙰#━𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽'𝚂 𝙴𝙲𝙷𝙾
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hello! i really love your work ^^ could i request a scenario w yaku where his s/o has trouble sleeping but doesnt want to tell anyone about it but they start coming to school more and more tired? and maybe he can like. become their napping buddy or smth uwu. thank you!
A/N: CUUUTEE. I listened to a lot of Shiina Ringo while doing this and damn, the jazz really churned out my writing juices so if ya’ll want any song recs, my best pick is Usurahi Shinjuu bc that shit slaps
cafuné. | yaku morisuke
word count: 1077
warnings: none
(n.) running your fingers through the hair of someone you love
Your boyfriend was not convinced at the slightest. He was not convinced that you had slept at the usual time last night, neither did he believe you were keeping your sleep schedule intact. Though, it didn’t stop you from trying to assure him otherwise.
What’s the sin of a white lie?
“Y/N.”
In the midst of the “heart-pounding” Japanese lunch time rush, Yaku’s voice snapped you awake. As your focus adjusted from the crowd gathered around the yakisoba stall to the gallant features of your boyfriend’s eyes, he took your silence as a cue to scold you.
“What’s up with you today? That’s the third time you spaced out—within the hour!”
Third time’s the charm, you wanted to say, but remembering the previous two incidents, you decided to keep your mouth shut. When Yaku made that face, jokes were out of the question.
How childish. You could’ve just told him what was going on. Tell him how you laid awake at night thinking of thoughts… many thoughts. Too much thoughts. All at once. One by one. They kept you from dusk till dawn. From the light of the moon to the shine of the sun. You only wished they would leave you alone.
You’ve even had frequent, fleeting thoughts of paying the Baseball Club to take a swing at your face so you would just fall unconscious. But with Yaku tracing your footsteps with his own like a dog on a leash, a stony look on his face the entire day, that sort of transaction would never happen—you didn’t even know if you were thankful or simply annoyed.
Drowsiness still garbling your mind, your eyes darted around the cafeteria for a valid excuse. “It’s the croquettes.”
“…The croquettes…?” You knew you would regret what you had said for a million lifetimes.
“I think there’s something in it that’s messing with my head.”
Concern shrouded over Yaku’s face for a moment before he peered at the half-eaten fried good tucked in his hand. “Did you have any this morning?”
“I ate seven this morning,” you said, much too confidently to pass as a truth.
“I-I see. If that’s the case, we should probably inform the shop owner,” he muttered. Something about his tone did not bring you relief, despite the fact that he looked a bit less suspicious about you. “And, Y/N?”
“Yes, M-Mori-kun?”
“Try to refrain from eating seven croquettes in the morning.”
The color of your cheeks suddenly matched that of your uniform’s tie.
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Yaku knew the “seven croquettes” were a lie. You usually couldn’t even finish one on your own—portions at Nekoma were surprisingly generous for city-folk.
He didn’t like it. He didn’t enjoy being underestimated—especially by his own lover. It made it seem like he was being shut out from you, and that itself was like being chewed then spat out by the universe itself.
Yaku had always noticed. The mahogany swirls in his eyes fixing itself on each and every fine detail that defined you. Those swirls had noticed the increasingly slouched shape of your shoulders as you entered the classroom every morning. They had noticed the many, different layers of bags that formed under your eyes with each passing day. They even noticed the slightly grouchy and lethargic aura that you emanated woefully.
Anyone wouldn’t notice if it was gradual, but Yaku made a promise to himself to look after you no matter what. And that included being annoyingly meticulous when it came to you.
Walking down the hallways of the third year classrooms, ten different versions of a lecture he was about to give you ran in his head like clockwork. He’d decided, ever since you’d spouted off that “seven croquettes” nonsense, that he was going to make sure you abided with a healthy routine until you felt better. Otherwise, Yaku would have to live with being restless for the rest of his life, and he’d rather die than feel jittery.
The soft glow of the afternoon sky curtained over the steel of Class 3-3’s door, a final number of students exiting the hallway, leaving the both of you alone on the third floor. As he slid the door open, he began his immediate barrage of lectures—a thoughtful mixture of all ten of them.
“Y/N, seven croquettes doesn’t make sense! You thought I wouldn’t notice that you look like you haven’t rested in ages but—”
Opening his eyes to examine his audience, Yaku’s eyes finally landed on your lone figure, slumped over your desk in the barren classroom. The rest of his lecture disappeared, as it had slid down his throat to be digested completely by his churning stomach.
“Y-Y/N?! Oh crap, don’t die!” he bounded over the desks separating the both of you. Leaning his head down to brush away the strands of hair covering your face, he whispered in anticipation. “Y/N?”
In reply, you had the audacity to snore at his face.
“Mori-kun…”
Yaku thanked all the shrines’ gods that you were to not awake to see the shade of red that dusted his face. How unfair. Snoring in such a cute way and then saying my name like that, his bottom lip curled under his teeth as he continued to slip your hair behind your ears. You play dirty, Y/N.
“You’re so bad at ad-libbing. The absolute worst. I found out what was really going on right away, you know,” he hoped in your dreamscape that you’d catch his jibe. Sighing, he quietly dragged a chair to sit on and leaned himself right in front of you.
Out of his own sentience, his fingers were lingering much longer in your hair than he’d expected. He caught a whiff of plum blossoms, and was that a hint of lemon? The mix was intoxicating, and paired with such a vulnerable sleeping face, Yaku felt like he’d hit a jackpot with you.
“Mo…Mori-kun… Don’t go…”
Chuckling softly, he traced the pads of his thumb over the curve of your cheek. “I know, I know. You’re awfully bossy now that you’re asleep, huh, Oerai-san*?”
As if the heavens had destined for him to do so, a yawn erupted from his throat and Yaku began to feel the weight of his eyelids overcoming him.
Craning his neck upwards, he pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead before reclining his head on the slope of his arms. “Rest well, Y/N. I’ll be right here if you need me.”
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(g)-idle: minnie; there’s no sleep tonight ~
anon requests:
Hello! I was wondering if you could please write an extended smut about that scenario where Minnie had her girlfriend tied to the headboard. Because that was pretty hot.
can i request a dom minnie smut scenario where her s/o is being all needy while she's trying to work? then minnie lets her gets herself off by riding her thigh. p.s. thank you for your hard work♡
Hey, could you do a minnie smut of you surprising her with a 'special outfit'
here ya go anon! hope you like it, sorry it took a bit xx. minnie is my bias wrecker and writing this made me wanna die ugh - also! i decided when i opened up my requests again that i could combine some of them together and make this a bit longer, which is why it was delayed im sorry but i hope you like it ;)
She was busy - very busy, and you knew that... but today had been so long and you hadn’t felt her touch in ages. You watched her all week as she stressed over lyrics, practiced choreography, and all but unintentionally ignored you. You hated yourself for thinking like this, feeling so clingy and annoying - she’s got a career and relationship to balance, Y/n - but you couldn’t exactly stop wanting your girlfriend? God only knows she needs this too...
So without a second thought, you decide to take a shower, in the bathroom across the hall from her office. She had been writing lyrics all day, so you knew she’d be in there... and you didn’t bother to shut the door. You notice her eyes flicker up at the sight of you, and you smirk to yourself. Finally, some attention. But your hopes our outlived as her head returns to her notebook, and you sigh exaggeratedly. You turn the hot water on, slowly undressing yourself in front of the door. Minnie raises her eyebrows at you, not really sure what to expect, but she almost finds herself disappointed when you step into the shower and out of her view.
Snap out of it, Minnie, she shakes her head from right to left. You need to focus.
The water creates a nice white noise that she uses to regain concentration, once again not noticing you as you step out of the shower, dripping and naked. You huff, quickly walking by her office again. As you go to your closet, another idea pops into your head. Your eyes scan the clothes until you find what you’re looking for: a soft, pastel pink set of bras and panties, with a matching collar that Minnie had bought you for your birthday. You hadn’t had a chance to wear them yet, so why not give them a whirl?
Your heartbeat quickly picked up speed, your core getting just as excited as you were... you missed her so bad. Surely now she’d pay attention to you! You looked yourself up and down in the mirror, satisfied with how you looked. She loved you in pink.
Slowly you made your way to the hall, standing in her doorway trying to keep yourself from pouncing on her. You clear your throat as her eyes finally look up at you. Her eyebrows raise as she looks you up and down, and you realize how needy and nervous you’ve become.
She smirks at you, turning around in her chair. “Come here,” she says in a low voice, the tone making your legs weak. Her eyes seemed cold yet wanting, and you knew this change all too well. You walk quickly to Minnie and the corner’s of her mouth twitch at the sight of how eager you are.
“All this for me?” Minnie smiles, as she traces the outlines of the lace with her thumb. She starts at the top of your panties, trailing down them until her hand hovered over your clit. She can feel you panting, seeing how wet you already are just from her finally giving you some affection.
“I really missed you, Minnie,” you stutter through your words, her hands distracting you and making it harder to breathe.
“So needy,” she smiles, before her hands firmly grip your hips, forcing you down on her thigh. Her hands slowly start to glide your hips back and forth, as she watches your eyes widen in embarrassment. You can’t hide your moans anymore, as you grind against her thigh. “That’s it baby, just like that,” she teases you, “show me how much you want me.”
Her taunting only makes it worse, as you can already feel yourself getting close to your high. She can tell too, having watched you so many times. She flexes her thigh and watches your head fall back with pleasure.
“Minnie - Minnie,” you sigh breathlessly and she helps you grind on her, pushing you closer and closer. Soon you’re moaning loudly and seeing stars, your orgasm hitting you hard. Minnie pants along with you, having decided that’s enough teasing from you. Now she’s going to have some fun.
“Get up,” she whispers, pulling you to your shaky feet before pushing you into the bedroom. Her lips are on yours before you can even come down from your high, her cherry lip gloss staining your neck and lips. She slams you down on the bed, pulling you up to the top. She throws the pillows out of the way, before quickly undressing you. Her fingers pull roughly at your bra and underwear, and soon you’re exposed. You can’t help but blush, and Minnie smirks at your flushed expression.
“My good baby girl,” she smiles. “Put your hands above your head for me.”
You pant in anticipation as she takes your panties in one hand and your own hands in her other, holding them both up. She uses your lingerie to tie your hands to the headboard, making sure they aren’t too tight on your wrists. She sits back, straddling you, admiring her view. She loved the sight of you, a mess underneath her.
“I know you’re tired baby, but you started it. There’s no sleep tonight.” She kisses down your body, going slower than you would like...
Her hands begin on your neck, tracing gently along your collarbone. They trace your breasts, squeezing roughly, earning a gasp from you. Finally her hands float down your stomach and waist. She rests them on your hips, teasing you a little by being so close yet too far. Her fingers push into your clit, the pressure making your back arch. Your hands struggle against the bonds of your panties.
“Don’t push it,” she warns, taking her fingers away. You moan under her, pleading with your eyes for her to do something, anything! She finally gives in, as her lips attach to your breasts, sucking gently as you moan her name. Her fingers slip into you without warning, making you jolt with pleasure. She pumps slowly, finding your sweet spot easily.
“Minnie, please, can I cum?” You cry out before you can stop yourself. You feel her smile against your skin, pumping harder and faster. Soon you feel yourself reach the top, and you cry out her name by default as you cum under her. She fingers you through the orgasm, watching you calm down. She kisses you softly before untying your hands from above you.
“I missed you,” she smiled, almost relieved.
You smile up at her, pulling her in for a kiss.
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Together we go. (Werewolf!Caesar Raphael x Reader *AU*)
Lol it's never late to request I'm always late to write tho
Requested: 34. "Please don't do this." + 45. "I can't imagine this world without you." From this prompt list.
Genre: Raw angst 😂💯 happy ending though cuz I’m weak
Strap yourselves in cuz this is dramatic as shit and also I’m lowkey rusty sooooo yeah 😂
(First point of view)
Everytime our eyes meet, my insides twist in guilt. I can barely hold his gaze for longer than a few seconds.
“Can we please get some ice cream first?” Caesar gives me his usual puppy eyes- aka the most effective puppy eyes one could ever encounter. I can almost see his tail wagging behind him in excitement.
I giggle at the cute nature of the scene. “Of course.”
He grins, immediately grabbing my arm and rushing to the ice cream truck. I do my best to keep up with him and not break my face on the asphalt.
It was Caesar’s first time at a theme park, and he was overflowing with happiness to say the least; he genuinely resembled a large puppy.
Though Caesar always insists that the puppy/dog comparisons I make are only because I knew of his identity, I'm pretty sure it's way beyond the fact that he's a werewolf. Caesar just behaves like an oversized puppy, whether he believes it or not.
"Mmhm! It's so good!" Caesar's eyes widened at the sweet flavour of his chocolate ice cream. Part of me was worried he'd collapse and I'd have to rush him to the hospital, but from the looks of it, werewolves can apparently eat chocolate. "How's yours?" He smiled at me. God that smile kills me.
"O-oh, it's nice!" I took the spoon into my mouth, unnecessarily trying to prove my statement.
His stare lingered, but before I could ask him about it, he sheepishly spills out a question. "Can I..um..can I try it?" He pointed to the paper cup in my hand.
Giggling in awe, I immediately scooped up the ice cream into my plastic spoon. "Sure." I moved my hand closer to him, expecting him to take the spoon, but instead, he leaned his head closer, taking the spoon into his mouth directly. My cheeks heat up at the small gesture, and I subconsciously start looking around to make sure we haven't attracted anyone's attention.
"Oh! It's really good too! What is this one?" Caesar's eyes gleam in fascination, as if discovering a whole new world, which in a way he was. He'd already explained how strict the pack is about interacting with humans and their world, hence his isolation from the pack after violating that rule. To be with me. And there I was, refusing to give up my group's approval.
"(Y/N)? Why do you keep zoning out today? Is something wrong?" His eyebrows furrow in concern, further engraving the guilt onto my heart.
"I'm just a little tired; don't worry about it." I do my best to give him a reassuring smile, but I suspect that only made him even more worried. "Come on, let's get in line for the ferris wheel." I pull him towards the giant ride.
Caesar stares upwards, "Woah."
"You're not scared of heights, are you?" I smile.
"I've never been that high before," he points to the top of the wheel, "but it does look a bit scary."
"Don't worry; it'll be fun." I take his hand in mine, giving it a small, reassuring squeeze.
By the time we reach the front of the line, we were both done with our ice cream and were just anticipating the ride.
The blond helps you onto the wobbly cabin and climbs inside after you're seated.
The second the small doors shut behind him, the colourful cabin moves upwards, causing Caesar to lose balance. He screams and drops to the ground, curling into a ball in fear.
I softly place a hand on his shoulder, "Caesar, it's fine. It...does that." I chuckle.
His expression softens. Sure enough, he lets me help him off the floor and onto the seat, where he's finally able to take a look at the view beneath us.
His beautiful green eyes widen in admiration, "It's not scary at all. It's very...pretty...just like you." He turns to smile at me, but I immediately avert my gaze shyly.
He takes my hand in his, "I love being with you; you make me happy."
The sincere look in his eyes drew me in, and before I knew it, my bottom lip starts quivering. "I- yeah, me too."I gulp, gluing my eyes elsewhere. I could no longer hold his gentle gaze.
Silence follows for a few moments.
Softly taking place beneath my chin, fingertips guide my face towards their owner, "(Y/N)? Why won't you look at me?" His concerned gaze almost burns holes in my face.
I let out a nervous laugh and take his hand in mine, "What do you mean? I'm just enjoying the view. Look; you can see the ocean from here!"
Caesar forces a weak smile, "Yeah, it's nice."
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"(Y/N), are you sure we're not lost? I can't hear any cars ahead of us..." After walking through the woods for a bit, Caesar starts getting suspicious about whether we're actually using a shortcut to the bus station.
Hesitation and guilt take turns abusing my mind and heart. "Y-yes, Caesar. Just keep following me." I try to control my breathing rate and calm down.
The closer I get to the spot, the heavier my feet feel, the harder it is to push myself forward. "I can't do this." I drop to the ground and pull out my pocket knife.
"What do you mea-(Y/N), what the fuck are you doing?!" His statement was cut off by his own terrified yell. He drops to the ground and tries to pull away my weapon.
Having already dug the sharp edge into my forearm, I was disappointed by how difficult it is to actually find the tracking device. "Tracking device, Caesar! They'll find us; I need to take it out!" I kick the blond away, as I continue to search through my own flesh for the tiny device. The pain was unbearable, but it wouldn't compare to losing Caesar.
Blood dripped everywhere, making it even harder to see. "Fuck." I pant.
"It's not working." Tears hinder my vision, "Caesar, get out of here! As quick as you can!" The confusion on his face screamed in my face that it's my fault- all of it. "Please..." my voice cracks.
"No, (Y/N), I'm not going anywhere without you. Who are we running from? What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything!" He snatches the knife away and stuffs it in his pocket, the blood making a mess of his clothes in the process.
I push him away with my uninjured arm, "There's no time; please, just leave." Desperation hung at every word, yet he remained unmoved.
"Get up. We're leaving together." He tries to help me up, but I pull my arm away.
"They'll track us down, Caesar! The device is still in there!" I yell. "Please, I'm begging you; just leave before it's too late." I push him again, but he doesn't budge.
"(Y/N), we either leave together or die together; I'm not going anywhere without you whether you like it or not." The serious expression on his face is one I've never seen on him before; he's determined and stubborn, and I knew it.
I shake my head, "No, Caesar, you don't understand; I-"
"Was supposed to kill me, but you felt guilty; I know." He finished my statement, leaving me in a state of shock and shame.
"How- what? You know?" Realizing his lack of resistance, I fall into more confusion, "Well...why did you follow me here? You didn't know I'd feel guilty; I could've killed you!"
"But you didn't." Smirking, he shrugs.
"Caesar, I'm serious..." I stare at him with pleading eyes.
He sighs, "Well, I figured if the person I love the most wants to kill me then that's it; that's how I go."
"You came with me knowing you'll die?!" I cry.
"Well, I had hope you'd change your mind; I knew the love I'd felt with you wasn't fake. I felt your love...And well, I dunno about you humans, but wolves don't go killing wolves they love." He chuckles. "And if you'd killed me, well, I'd still choose that over escaping. I can't imagine this world without you."
"You're such a dumbass." I laugh lightly, but my smile drops at the sight of of something hitting Caesar’s neck.
And before I realize what's happening, He is hyperventilating as he grasps his neck, eyes terrifyingly wide; if I dIdn't know better, I'd think he was choking himself.
I rip out the tiny needle from his neck in panic, but it doesn't stop him from gasping for air, drool trickling down his chin uncontrollably. His eyes start to roll back, but he seems to be trying to hold onto what's left of his conscious mind, "Caesar! Caesar, stay with me!" Sobbing, I begin to shake him violently, but it takes mere moments before he drops to the ground.
The sound of footsteps slowly approaching hammers realization into my terrified brain, "W-why?"
"Girl, he's not dead yet; he's temporarily paralyzed." Kate rolls her eyes, but a warning follows through gritted teeth, "We're making the killing easier for you, so don't make this any harder for us."
"He's not a monster..." I shake my head, desperately pleading for his life, "He doesn't even belong to a pack; he's harmless!"
"Take out your knife, (Y/N)." She warns while the rest of the hunters watch me expectantly.
I look down at Caesar, whose eyes barely held any life in them. No way is he getting up any time soon, and my left arm has already gone limp. We stood no chance. This is it; this is how we die. And it's all my fault.
More warnings follow, but my eyes spot a tall man hiding nearby; he was clearly watching the conflict unfold.
When our eyes met, he put his index finger to his lips, telling me to keep quiet, which I do. I was gonna die anyway; I have nothing to lose, listening to random forest man.
Smirking at my obedience, he gracefully spreads his hand open in the direction of the hunters.
Within a second, they all drop their weapons to clutch their head in their hands, blocking their ears like they couldn't stand a very loud sound. A loud sound you can't hear.
Eventually they all fall to the ground, hands still covering their ears. That's when the stranger decides to step out of his hiding spot.
He slowly makes his way towards me and Caesar. I don't know if it's the blood I've lost or the intense gaze of the man, but everything begins spinning before going completely black.
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"Did you hear me?! I said shoot him!" Kate screams.
Confusion consumes my every inch, "W-what?"
"Are you deaf?" She holds up her gun, aiming at my head. "Shoot him."
I slowly turn to look at where she motioned with a slight tilt of her chin. My shaky hands were clutching a gun aimed at a terrified Caesar on the ground. "Caesar?"
"Please, don't do this." Trembling, he shakes his head. "I love you. I would never hurt you; you know that." His teary eyes were hypnotizing; I couldn't look away for a reason I couldn't explain. I just stood still- and stared.
“I...I don’t understand...” I lower the gun I knew I didn’t even have on me before.
“Please, I’m begging you.” Caesar pleads.
I observe my surroundings in utter bewilderment. The number of hunters bacame overwhelmingly threatening; I didn’t know there were that many of them. So many faces I couldn’t recognize.
Before I could plan my next move, the sound of a gun shot rips through the air.
My head snaps towards Caesar. His fear-stricken, watery eyes stare back into mine lifelessly.
My lips quiver, as I scan his body for the wound.
Till I found it where I didn’t expect to.
Hot, thick liquid trickles down my face, blurring my vision in the process. My fingers reach for my forehead, allowing me a chance at comprehending the situation.
I’d been shot.
As if the realization was my cue, I watch everything spin out of focus till I completely lose consciousness.
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I gasp, immediately shooting out of bed, almost slamming my head against the stranger’s.
“Jeez, the potion sure is quick.” The man mumbles to himself.
“Potion?” I wipe my forehead, just to see a gooey, yellow substance dripping off my fingers. It was a dream?
“(Y/N)!” I find myself engulfed into a warm, tight embrace.
“Caesar.” I breathe out in relief, giving into the hug.
“Wait! The tracking device-” Before I could fully push away Caesar, the man speaks up.
“Already planted it on a rat; it’s gone forever.” He gives a smile I could only interpret as him being proud of his own intelligence.
“I don’t know how to thank you...How do I return the favor? Ask me for anything!”
“It’s a bit funny for you to think I’d need anything from you.” Seemingly offended, the man rolls his eyes and sips his tea.
“He’s a bit...uh...timid?” Caesar whispers to me, hinting he’d already tried to thank the man while I was out of it.
“I already put a healing spell on your arm; there will be no scarring, but I’d rather you keep the bandages for a few more hours.” He glances down at my bandaged arm.
“Thank you...again.” I nod. “A healing spell though...are you a wizard?” My eyebrows furrow in confusion.
The stranger sighs. “Surely you can’t be that dense.”
“I think that’s a yes.” Caesar looks at me in slight uncertainty.
Another sigh. “Azusa Kuze, wizard from Hinomoto, nice to meet you. Anything else you wanna butt into?” He uses a slightly high pitched, cheery voice to ensure we understood he was mocking us.
“Uh, no, we’re good I think.” Caesar chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head.
“Good.” He diverts his attention to the huge book on his wooden dining table.
“Um, well, I guess we’ll be going now, right, Caesar?”
“Uh, yes. Thank you again, Mr. Hinomoto Wizard Azusa Kuze.” Caesar bows.
The wizard scowls but shakes his head dismissively “Yeah, um, you’re welcome.”
The second we step outside the small cottage, we both let out breaths we didn’t seem to know we were holding.
“Well, that was a strange day.” I state.
“Yeah.” Caesar nods. “Wanna get some more ice cream?”
I grin, “You know it.”
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The Monster called anxiety
Any doctor x reader (though I imagined 10 when writing it)
Okay, here is the thing, I started writing the request and I am stuck, complete writer's block on my end, but I am working really hard to get everything just perfect for you, you beautiful human, but for now I edited this thing I found in my older oneshot book on Wattpad that never got posted. It's not horrible, but it is not what I wanted for you, so I'm using it to buy me a lil more time while I make yours perfect!
Your request is on the way, I am very sorry for the wait!
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He said he needed something human, some dna. I had been racking my brain to come up with something, assuming he would need a tangible material, like blood or skin. I had apparently been thinking aloud by mistake, rambling about how we could get a knife or something and I could give him just that, going on and on until he finally shut me up with a kiss. And time seemed to stop around me as I processed the feeling of his lips against mine, my body stiffening in shock.
He pulled away relatively quickly with his signature 'I just had a genius idea' smile beaming at me "That'll do, come on now!" He says with the slight hop he does just before he runs in the opposite direction
I took a dazed step in the direction he ran with a hand to my lips. It was only a moment in my daze before I heard him yell "come on!" From the corridor and I shook my head mumbling a small "right, panic later" and running after him.
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Overwhelmed, that is what I felt in that moment. Finally back aboard the TARDIS after what was by far the most risky adventure he had ever taken me on. I had almost died at one point, and towards the end there I thought he himself had died. Thoughts flew through my mind as I collapsed on the floor upon entering, what if I had died? Worse yet, what if he did? What if I am unable to do it next time? I can't let the defender of the universe die! What will become of everything?
The doctor enters just after me, furrowing his eyebrows at the sight of my hunched figure "are you alright?"
I glance at him, returning my eyes to the floor "oh yeah, I'm fine." I say rolling onto my back and allowing my anxiety to consume my entire being "I'm just tired is all." I flash the doctor a smile and he nods, not looking fully convinced.
None the less he turns some knobs and presses some buttons around the console, careful not to step on me as I lay in the middle of the floor.
The longer the silence, the more my thoughts deem me unfit to be a companion to the doctor, dreading the future and hating myself with every new situation my brain comes up with. My hands find their way to my face as the TARDIS takes off, pulling my hair on their way.
I try as the doctor told me before; during the event of an anxiety attack, to go back and show myself all the good I've done. I think of today's adventure, trying to see all the times I did good or that the doctor congratulated me with a "nice one, y/n!", Or "That's my girl!" In his excited voice with a proud smile. I went through all the events of the day until I got to the kiss, where I stopped. Aand, I'm anxious again. What if it's weird now? That was my first, what if it was bad? Oh my God, my crush took my first kiss without knowing I love him, what if it was so bad he would never consider loving me? What if he doesn't want me to be his companion anymore? Oh God, oh fuck, what if things get too awkward and h-
"Y/n" my thoughts are cut off by his voice
I don't move, taking a deep breath to calm myself before I face him. I just wish I could stop bloody thinking! Christ, I'm shaking like I'm cold!
I can sense the doctor crouching over me, and the worry radiating from him. "Y/n, you are shivering and crying, what's wrong?" He asks
I hesitate for a moment before dragging my hands down my face to find my cheeks wet with tears "o-oh, I didn't even realize." I stutter, looking from my now damp hands to the doctor's features, etched with concern "Just anxious, is all. I made a mistake today and if you hadn't been there at that moment I would have screwed everything up. Makes me wonder what I will do in future adventures with you. What if I get you killed?"
He shakes his head "you won't." He says softly "You were brilliant today, too, without you it'd have been a disaster" he adds, offering me a hand.
I let out a sigh, accepting his hand and allowing him to pull me to my feet. He guides me to a sit by him on the floor by the console, our feet dangling over the lower level from the slight ledge. He sit for a moment in the quiet, each of us in our own heads before I finally speak up "I wish I could just stop thinking." I admit suddenly, causing the doctor to look at me
"Why is that? You're brilliant, it'd be a shame for that to end." He says
"It's not that, it's my thought processes, it's the anxiety. One thought, one screw up and then I'm on to the next in my mind before I see any good. I'm a little slow today, who's to say tomorrow I won't get someone killed? Every day my anxiety plagues my life like this and I can't get rid of it." I ramble, raking my fingers through my hair "sometimes I wonder if I'm even fit to be your companion, I really truly adore traveling with you, but every day I am just waiting for my next failure, waiting for the moment you finally drop me on Earth for the rest of my pitiful life. Surely it'd be better for you."
The doctor takes a breath "Listen to me, you and I, we fight monsters day in and day out, you and your brilliant mind sometimes even come up with plans to defeat then before I can, and I know what a huge monster anxiety is. The issue with this monster is I can't fix it, all I can do is try to help you. You are so very strong, so very smart, and you know that you are important, don't let it convince you otherwise." He says, taking my hand and squeezing it lightly
The tears return, and I wipe them with my free hand. I'm so pitiful.
"This, this is why I'm a burden, I'm sitting here crying and making you stay with me when you could be helping someone"
He shakes his head "This is a time machine, y/n, you aren't being a burden. The only burden with your anxiety is that it is hurting the person I care about." He says, wrapping an arm around my shaking frame "come here"
I lean into his embrace, resting my head on his chest and wrapping my arms around his waist. He gently rubs his hand up and down on my shoulder, resting his chin on my head and I take a breath, listening to the beat of his hearts to calm me. "Thank you, Doctor." I say softly after a moment
"Ah, don't mention it." He replies, holding me tighter. I can hear the smile in his voice "Anything you need, love."
I sigh contently, finally feeling the weight of my anxiety leave me here in the doctor's arms. I sniffle a little, removing one of my arms from his waist to wipe the tears away from my cheeks before returning it to hug him tighter.
He gives a short laugh, removing his grip to allow me room to sit up and resume my sitting next to him. I do so, releasing him so I can rub my eyes of the remaining tears before giving him a tired grin. He smiles back "are you alright now?" He asks
I nod "sorry about that, It's been a long day." I say sheepishly
"Ah, we've all been there. No worries!" He says with a small smile "let's go somewhere nice, a lovely place for our next adventure. I know of this planet where in the evenings the sky glows a gorgeous cobalt blue, reflected in the many lakes, shallow like reflection pools, it has more stars surrounding it than any other planet and you can see them in the sky and on the water simultaneously, as if the whole sky is surrounding you, I think you would simply adore it. What do you say?" He rambles for a moment, looking at me with his awe filled eyes as he talks.
I can't help but smile "that sounds lovely." I reply, imagining the scene he described
"Great! I'll set our coordinates to go there now!" He exclaims, beginning to stand when I grab his hand to stop him
"U-uh Doctor, before we do that, I-" I stutter, and he gives me an odd look
"What is it, y/n?"
I avoid his eyes, standing up in front of him "Before we go I need to ask you something, it's about the last adventure, and I know why you did it, I don't need you to explain yourself, but if I don't get this off my chest and ask you I think I'll go mad." I ramble, rubbing my arm and continuing to avoid his confused gaze "B-but it's about that kiss today."
"That was to get a dna sample, it was critical that I had human dna in order to-"
"No, no, I understand that" I interrupt "but ah- it's stupid." I shake my head "T-that was my first kiss, and I get that it was meaningless to you, just part of the mission, but to me it wasn't. And I know it's dumb but I have to say-" I hesitate, taking a breath and attempting to ignore the look on the doctor's face "I think I'm in love with you, doctor" Oh my God that sounds so cheesy out loud I can't help but laugh a little "s-sorry, you probably hear that a lot"
I can't begin to describe the look on his face when I finally looked at him, it was weird like a mix of confused and trying not to laugh. I feel so embarrassed in this moment that I want to die. He didn't say anything at first, just took a step forward and put a hand on my shoulder, looking into my eyes as if searching for something. I couldn't help my slight shaking as I anticipated his next movement, not even remotely expecting him to do as he did.
As I watched his eyes his unreadable expression softened, and his free hand placed itself on my chin to tilt my head up towards him. A small smile played on his lips as he leant down to my level, placing a sweet kiss on my lips. My first instinct was to tense up, but I quickly relaxed, closing my eyes and kissing him back.
This one lasted longer than the first, and it was sweeter. When he finally pulled away I opened my eyes to be greeted with his perfect smile, "alright then! Off we go!" He cheers, running to the console with the same hop in his step.
I was dazed once again, my breath hitching as I watched him "wha- Doctor!" I whine, unable to help the smile creeping at my lips
He looks up at me, his hand on a switch and a brilliant smile on his face "allons-y!" He cheers, flicking the switch to initiate the TARDIS' take off
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Honestly I can't stand you | Lance Tucker *smut*
Summary: You had grown up next to Lance Tucker, also being a gymnast however he had ended up with a more succesful career in gymnastics then you, so you left and became something else. It's been some years and the gym has an anniversary where things...escalate.
A/N: I recently became o b s e s s e d with Sebastian Stan and can't wait to write more about him, I saw the bronze and loved the cocky asshole that is Lance Tucker. The song ''Peak'' by drake inspired me to write this and I highly suggest you listen to it while reading because I tried to follow that vibe.
warnings: smut, bad language, alcohol use
You were kinda dreading tonight. Hope, one of your gymnast-friends had forced you to come back to the gym. They were celebrating their 15 year anniversary and invited anyone who trains or had trained there to come. The reason you were dreading tonight was because you knew Lance 'the fucker' Tucker would also be there, probably making a pass at the younger gymnasts. Lance and you had trained together for a while, both being gifted gymnasts. However, he became succesful while you got injured and missed your shot. You left shortly after and had become a lawyer in the city.
There had Always been a little tention between you and Lance but he was such an asshole that he had usually ruined it before it began. You were putting the final touches to your outfit, a little tight fitted black dress, heels and some simple jewellery. You were putting on some lipgloss and sprayed some hairspray in yout hair. Hope coincidentally arrived at the time you were done. She knocked on the door of your motel room, wearing her signature varsity jacket. ''Damn y/n trying to get fucked tonight?'' You blushed slighty, you had to admit that the thought has crossed your mind. You shook your head ''No just showing them what the city can do to you'' You winked her way as she laughed at you.
The two of you arrived at the gym, you recognized a bunch of people and greeted all of them on your way to the drink table, you needed booze to get throught this. You didn't recognize a bunch of younger gymnasts, but how could you, you left 5 years ago. You were sipping your drink, looking around the room when you saw him, Lance, chatting with a group of teens, the ones he was probably coaching. You downed your drink and got a refill.
Lance was politely talking to his girls, they had excidetly rushed up to him and since he was their coach, he was obligated to talk to him, while all he wanted to do was talk to you. Yeah he had seen you come in, in that litle dress. He couldn't wait to talk you out of it. He excused himself from the girls and made his way to you ''y/n y/l/n, it's been too long darling'' You turned around, rolling your eyes. You had recognized the voice and already knew what was going to happen, and frankly you were way to sober for this. ''Fuck off Lance'' He smirked smugly ''Fiesty today? tell me love what has gotten into you? because I was planning on doing that'' You snorted and had to restrain yourself from bursting out in laughter ''Seriously? did you really think that would work?'' He laughed ''I could try'' he winked. You sighed. You had been drinking the whole night and you were starting to get a little tipsy. ''Wanna dance?'' He held his hand out for you, you nodded but slapped his hand down and walked to the make-shift dancefloor, Lance following close behind.
You slowly moved your hips to the beat, you felt Lance snake his arms on your hips holding you close against him, mimicking your movements. You were getting more and more into it, swaying your hips and pressing your ass into the body behind you. You could hear a groan, making you grin.You swayed your hips even more, basically grinding agaisnt him but keeping it PG. You could feel the bulge forming and grinned to yourself. You clearly had the upper hand and you wanted to tease the shit out of him. You didn't care anymore, you didn't need to like the guy for you to admit that he was hot. You had been attracted to him since you were teenagers and this was your time, besides you'd fly back home tommorow anyway.
You turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck, still moving to the beat. You were biting back a grin when you felt his hands move to your ass, you pressed closer against him and moved to whisper in his ear ''So Tucker, what does it feel like to have a hard-on at a work event?'' you smirked. You heared him grown ''It feels fucking terrible y/l/n, it fucking hurts and it doesn't help that you''re grinding against me and that all I can think about is ripping that little dress off of you'' You swallowed. Hard. that sounded so hot, the booze clouding your mind a little. ''Let's get out of here'' He grinned as he followed you closely, making sure nobody saw his bulge. You took his car as you had ridden with Hope. ''Your place or mine?'' You smiled ''I have an empty motel room '' ''Yours it is'' He said with a grin. You wanted to wipe that stupid grin off of his face so you palmed him through his jeans making him groan loudly ''Fuck'' he hissed as you did it again ''Fucking safe it, you''re going to kill me like this'' Now it was your turn to grin.
He was way over the speed limit and you knew it but you didn't care once he pulled over to the motel you were staying at. The two of you sprinted out of the car and before you had even arrived at the door of your motelroom, his lips had found yours. The kiss was messy, tongue and teeth, desperate, the only reason you pulled away was to unlock the door. He was attacking your neck with kisses while you were working the lock and as soon as the door opened, he had spun you around, picked you up and was once again kissing you. Hard.
You kicked the door closed and wrapped your legs around his waist. All the pent up frustration came out and god did you want this. He put you down on the kitchen counter to remove his shirt and you did the same, the gymnastics had shaped him beautifully and you licked your lips in appreciation. However you shook your head once you saw the little peak of his tattoo come up ''Really Tucker? A medal tattoo around your dick?'' you snorted and he grinned ''Yeah, wanna see it?'' He winked at you. ''God, honestly I can't stand you'' In one swift motion he had his hand under your dress, pushing your lacy panties to the side and fingers feeling how wet you were. You gasped at the sudden motion and he hovered over you smirking ''Oh really? Cause it seems as if you like me an awful lot right now darling''
You decided to shut him up by kissing him, hands wandering around his muscular body as his riked up your dress to get more access. He pulled away and moved closer to your semi-clothed cunt ''Damn doll, if I had known you had such a pretty pussy I would've done this ages ago'' He let his finger swipe some of your juices and licked them off his finger ''You taste so fucking good'' He opened your legs more and sat in between them. You wanted to shove his pretty little face where you needed him the most, you were dripping in anticipation and couldn't wait any longer. Luckily he didn't want to wait anymore either and once you felt his tongue on your clit it was over. He was an expert, licking and sucking in all the right places. You wanted to lay down and experience it fully when he pulled away ''Oh no no babygirl, I want you to look me in the eyes when I do this'' He grinned and started eating you out again. You were looking him straight in the eyes, moan after moan leaving your lips. It was incredibly erotic to see him eating you out like that and it turned you on even more. He pushed a finger inside of you while sucking on your clit, curling his finger making you moan out his name. He started fingering you at a relentless pace and added another finger, you were close and he could feel it.
''Come on baby, I want you to come for me. Let me see you come undone'' He curled his fingers once again and there you went. Moaning his name loudly as you saw stars, he slowly rode out your high and went back up to kiss you. He oulled your panties down before he pulled down his jeans and boxers, his erection finally sprung free, slapping against his stomach, It was beautiful and you wanted inside of you more than anything you've ever wanted.
He pulled a condom from his jeans pocket and quickly rolled it on, he pulled you closer to him and you suddenly realised you were still sitting on the kitchen counter. ''Should we move?'' He nodded and picked you up, he laid you down on the couch and wasted no time Climbing on top of you. ''Ready?'' You nodded and he slowly inserted himself in you, both of you lettting out a loud moan. ''You feel so fucking good around my dick, so fucking tight'' He started moving in a slow pace. ''Come on Tucker give it to me'' He smirked and pulled one of your legs over his shoulder, picking up the pace ''Well hun, it's good to see that you're still this flexible'' You rolled your eyes ''Just shut up and show me what you can do Tucker, I thought you were better than this'' Your words did exactly what you wanted them to do, it fueled his anger. He was now pounding into you, hitting just the right angle ''Fuck right there'' He grinned, his cocky atittude resurfacing.
''So fucking good'' all you could hear were moans and groans and the slapping of skin. ''F-fuck i'm c-c-close'' You stammered as he was hitting the right spot over and over again. His fingers found your clit, roughly circkling it, pushing you over the edge. Seeing you come, pushed him over the edge aswell as he came, moaning loadly. He pulled out of you and got rid of the condom. He was getting dressed again when you stopped him ''Wait, would you maybe wanna stay over?'' He laughed and made his way back to you ''Why?'' You grinned ''The night is still young, do you really want to miss round 2 or 3? maybe even 4?'' He grinned back at you, giving you a quick kiss ''Very good point darling, very good point''
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GOT7: Seeing another member kiss their S/O (Yugyeom)
a/n: I can’t believe it’s finally finished!! Thanks for being patient with me, my loves!!
Yugyeom was walking along the set of the kdrama you were starring in, a bouquet of flowers in his hand, his eyes searching for you. He had planned on spending the day with you as you filmed the finale of the series, wanting to celebrate with you. He looked fondly over the sets he passed as he remembered his first encounter with you, nine months prior.
After begging for days on end, Jinyoung had finally agreed to take Yugyeom with him to meet the cast and crew of the new kdrama that was going to be filmed. Jinyoung had been lucky enough to be cast as the leading character in the series with you as his co-star. The two of you showed such great chemistry while playing out a few scenes during casting that the directors were convinced you were dating, when in fact you had just barely met each other. You two had laughed so hard over that assumption and soon became great friends, awakening the curiosity of the other GOT7 members. Yugyeom would be lying if he said he hadn’t begged Jinyoung to take him with him just so he could meet you. He wanted to see the person behind the texts that made his Hyung laugh uncontrollably, the one who “stole Jinyoung’s heart”, as the members would tease.
The maknae had halted in his tracks the moment he laid his eyes on you, his mouth gaping open as you walked over to greet your co-star. To say you were beautiful would be the understatement of the century. Time seemed to slow down as he watched you come closer to them, your hair bouncing lightly with every step you took. His heart began to race and he felt his palms become sweaty as you stood before them, your face glowing as the corners of your eyes crinkled into a smile. “Hello Jinyoung-oppa, you’re looking very nice today,” you greeted, your voice music to Yugyeom’s ears. “Hello Y/N, you’re looking as beautiful as always today,” Jinyoung replied, causing you to blush and smile shyly at his kind words.
Yugyeom felt butterflies in his stomach at the sight as he took in every single one of your features, trying to burn them into his brain. “Ahh yes,” Jinyoung continued, “this is Kim Yugyeom, our little maknae.” He heard the teasing tone in Jinyoung’s voice at the word “little” but gave no reaction as he stood there, as still as a statue, staring at you, wondering what all of these feelings were that he was experiencing. Your eyes shifted as you slowly grew uncomfortable at the intensity of his stares. “He doesn’t seem to be very little to me,” you joked, attempting to lighten the mood.
Jinyoung smiled at you before hitting the maknae on his back, knocking him out of his trance. “Stop gaping and say something or I’ll never take you with me again,” Jinyoung murmured low at Yugyeom. “H-hi,” he managed to stammer out, bowing quickly as he felt his cheeks heat up. “It’s nice to meet you, Yugyeom. Jinyoung-oppa has told me a lot about you,” you said, bowing back at him. His eyes darted between you and Jinyoung, “Nothing bad, I hope.” You giggled at the cute boy, shaking your head reassuringly. You were called away before you could say anything else, leaving the two members alone.
Yugyeom’s heart was still racing as he watched you walk away. Jinyoung stepped into his line of sight, arms crossed as he glared at the maknae. “You just embarrassed me infront of my co-star. Are you proud of yourself? What were you even thinking?” he asked. Jinyoung continued to lecture him, going on and on about how unprofessional he had acted but Yugyeom blocked his words out, still fascinated by your presence lingering in his mind. He had never felt this way before, this mixture of warmth, happiness and shyness that had engulfed his entire being the moment his eyes landed on you. It slowly dawned on him the longer he thought about it.
“Is this ... what love feels like?” he asked himself, unaware that he said this question outloud. “Love??” Jinyoung asked, brows furrowing at the sudden question that had interrupted his rant. Yugyeom threw his hands up to his mouth in shock as the realization hit him, eyes as big as the moon as he stared at his Hyung in silence. “No... no! No! NO! You cannot be serious Yugyeom! Not my co-star!! Not Y/N!” Jinyoung screamed in disbelief. This was exactly what he was afraid of: that one of the members would fall for you. He had put in so much time and effort into your friendship, valuing it like he would with that of his members’, that he didn’t want to suddenly start battling with one of the members for your attention. If they were to break up..., he shuddered internally at the thought of being caught in the middle of all the drama sure to occur.
“Why not? Do you want her all for yourself? Is your relationship with her more than just platonic like you say it is?” Yugyeom asked, his heart aching at the thought. “Of course not!” he scoffed. “I just really value her friendship and I don’t want her to get hurt,” he tried to explain. “I would never hurt her, Hyung, you know that! Please??” Yugyeom asked, making puppy-dog eyes at the elder. Annoyed, he exhaled deeply before he answered, “Fine. But don’t expect me to help you win her over. And don’t be sad if and when she rejects you.” He turned and walked away, leaving the maknae to stand alone, engulfed in his thoughts with a smile on his face, determined to win you over.
Yugyeom laughed as he remembered how cringy he acted in front of you, still amazed as to how you had even considered going out with him. The next few weeks following your meeting, he had visited you on set everyday, whether Jinyoung liked it or not. His intense staring and nervously stammered small-talk soon changed into awkwardly told dad jokes and bad pick-up lines. Still, even after all of that, you kept finding yourself anticipating his arrival, certain he was just the shy boy Jinyoung described him to be.
You had been completely oblivious to his feelings for you as you two started carrying out full-length conversations. The maknae had tried for a solid month to confess his feelings to you and ask you out, but to no avail. Unable to watch this fiasco any longer, Jinyoung had finally decided to help Yugyeom confess, planning the whole thing out, even going so far as to write a script for the young member, so that everything would work out smoothly.
As he should have expected, Yugyeom did not hold himself to the script and instead of being poetic and romantic, he had just run up to you, shoving flowers into your hands and saying, “I think I’m in love with you. Will you go out with me?” The shock on your face spoke more than a thousand words as you processed the fact that Kim Yugyeom had a crush on you. Kim Yugyeom, your secret idol crush from your favorite group, wanted to go out with you. You had pinched yourself to make sure you were not dreaming before agreeing to the date, smiling as you heard Jinyoung exclaim “Thank God!” in relief.
The two of you had been going strong ever since. You were both constantly giving each other support, both in private and in public. There had even been plenty of rumors and speculation concerning the two of you, mainly coming from the fans, which had been confirmed a couple of months into your relationship as you were caught kissing intimately in a public park. Yugyeom had been very relieved as word got out, showing you off whenever he could and telling fans to watch your kdrama, never forgetting to say how much you meant to him. You both were falling deeper and deeper in love with each other everyday and you were thrilled that you could openly show it, paying the haters no mind whatsoever.
Yugyeom had finally spotted you, your back turned to him as you studied your script for the upcoming scene. He wrapped his arms around your waist, scaring you in the process, calming you down by kissing the top of your head and giving you the flowers he was holding. He noticed your cheeks were flushed as you turned to face him, giving him a warm peck on the lips. “Is something wrong, my love?” he asked, stroking your cheek. “Um.. No! No everything is-is great!” you stammered, searching for a vase for the flowers. Yugyeom had picked up the script while you were placing the bouquet in water, skimming through your marked lines before you quickly snatched it out of his hands. “No peaking! It’s a ... surprise,” you said, firmly pressing the script to your chest. Yugyeom smiled to hide the perplexion forming on his face because you were acting very strange. Before he could ask you if something was wrong, you were called to the set and you rushed off.
The makeup artists were touching up both your’s and Jinyoung’s makeup when Yugyeom took his place in the sidelines, his eyes never leaving your figure. The scene started soon after and it didn’t take your boyfriend long to realize that this was a confession scene. He should have seen it coming. You were Jinyoung’s co-star, after all, his love interest. It should have been obvious to him that after episode after episode of flirting that they would have the characters confess to each other in the finale. And yet he still hoped that it would turn out differently.
He knew that it wouldn’t though, as he watched Jinyoung wrap his hands around your waist, pulling you in as he whispered a sweet confession to you. He wanted nothing more than to punch the elder for holding you so close and touching you the way only he was allowed to touch you. It pained him to see you sling your arms around his neck with love in your eyes, the way you would only look at him. His blood was boiling as he watched the two of you lean in for a passionate kiss, fighting the urge to walk onto the set and tear you two away from each other with every fiber of his being.
He exhaled sharply as the scene ended, relieved that it was over, only to be shocked by the fact that it had to be redone. He was overwhelmed by the amount of jealousy and hate that coursed through his veins as he watched you two kiss for the fifth time, each confession and kiss being more passionate and romantic than the last. He almost felt ready to kill Jinyoung when he decided to wait outside for you to be done with the scene, unable to take the torture of seeing another man kiss you any longer.
He sat down on a nearby bench, ripping out some flowers next to him and pulling their petals off, one by one. He wanted this monotone activity to distract him from what he had just witnessed, and what was surely still happening. Instead, the image of your lips on Jinyoung’s remained in his inner eye, clear as day, possibly forever burned into his brain. His thoughts started to race and a wave of emotions rushed over him as questions started forming. Why didn’t she tell me about the kiss scene? Was she really acting when she confessed to Hyung and kissed him? What if our relationship is all an act to her? Is she in love with Jinyoung-hyung? Is he in love with her? Is that why he didn’t want me to ask her out? ... Does she even love me?
Tears were now falling onto his cheeks as he threw away a petal-less flower, giving the others attention. His rage spent, he started stroking the flower’s soft petals. They feel just like her lips, he thought, more tears spilling out. He continued to sit in silence for a few moments, giving his emotions time to settle as he listened to the soft sounds of nature around him.
He wiped away the remaining tears with his sleeve, rationality slowly returning him to his senses. “She’s an actress,” he mumbled, “of course she has to look convincing when playing out a scene.” But it seemed so real..., the doubt in his mind rang, causing his heart to ache once more. “No!”, he whisper-shouted, shaking his head, “she loves me, I know she does. No one can fake a love as strong as our’s, not for so long. Besides, Jinyoung-hyung would never hurt me in such a way.” Doubt still hung in the air as he tried to believe what he just said.
He had no idea how much time had passed until he felt somone sitting down next to him. “I’ve been looking for you,” he heard you say. “Well, you found me,” Yugyeom said, staring straight ahead, unable to look you in the eyes. “You ran off in the middle of filming. You never do that. Is everything ok?” you ask, placing a warm hand on his arm. Yugyeom took a deep breath as he tried to fight the tears from coming back. “I’m fine. I just forgot that I wanted to pick you flowers,” he said shakily, handing you the remaining flowers still in his hand. “Sure, that’s why the ground is covered in flower petals, right?” you asked, clearly unconvinced. “I was ... testing them. They weren’t the right shape. Shouldn’t you get back to filming?” he changed the subject, wiping the sweat from his palms onto his jeans, eager to get out of the conversation.
“We finished my scenes, I’m free to go wherever you wanted to take me to celebrate. And Jinyoung should also be done by now,” you got up, taking his hand. “Let’s go find him. I’m sure he wants to celebrate with us,” you said, pulling at your boyfriend. “If you want to be with him so badly, then why don’t you two just go together and leave me alone!” he replied, the bitterness in his voice clear as day. You let go of his hand, shock written on your face. Yugyeom got up enough courage to look at you but immediately regretted his decision, the pain in your eyes tearing him up inside. He knew he shouldn’t have said that, he shouldn’t have taken his anger out on you, but he couldn’t contain his emotions any longer.
“Why are you acting like this all of the sudden? You were so excited to see me when you arrived,” you asked, squatting down in front of him so that you can look into his eyes. “Do you love me?” he asked, ignoring your question. Your eyes widened in shock at the unexpected question. “Of course I love you! Why-” you answered, before Yugyeom interrupted you. “Then why were you looking at Jinyoung the same way you look at me when you tell me you love me? Are you in love with him? Have you just been acting like you were in love with me this whole time?” Yugyeom spat out, a hint of darkness in his eyes. You took a moment for the questions to sink in and then burst out laughing at how ridiculous your boyfriend was being. “Oh so now our relationship is a joke to you?!” Yugyeom exclaimed, completely offended. “Are you even listening to yourself?!” you asked, inbetween giggles, trying to calm yourself. Yugyeom stared at you blankly as you took a deep breath.
“Babe, you do realize I’m an actress, right?” you asked, placing your hands on his shoulders as he nodded. “So you know that I have to act out scenes the way people want me to do them. Just like today where I had to ACT with Jinyoung that we were in love. And I have to make it look believable. So no, I’m not in love with him, but my character is,” you continued, locking gazes with him the whole time. Yugyeom went red with embarrassment, ashamed of how he let jealousy take control over him.
“And you know what? I never would have been able to play out that scene so well if it wasn’t for you. You’re the reason I know what true love feels like,” you whispered, cradling his head in your hands, stroking his cheeks. Yugyeom gave you his sweetest and, at the same time, shyest smile as every hint of doubt flew from his body, the warm feeling of love replacing it oncemore. He pulled you in closer so that you were sitting on his lap, covering your face in kisses as a silent apology, which you gladly accepted.
Once he was finished, he gazed into your eyes. “I love you, with every centimeter of my heart. I should have never doubted you. But why couldn’t you just tell me about the confession scene? It would have made things a lot easier,” he pouted. “I’m sorry, Jinyoung told me not to tell you. He said it was a surprise,” you told him, kissing his cheek softly. “Of course he did,” he sighed. The two of you sat in comfortable silence until your stomach started growling, causing Yugyeom to laugh. “I think it’s time to take you on that celebratory dinner I promised you,” he winked, lifting you up and walking over to his car with you in tow.
He saw Jinyoung leaning on the end of his car, arms crossed, the bouquet of flowers he had given you earlier in Jinyoung’s hand. Yugyeom wrapped his arm around you as a reflex, signaling to his hyung that you were his and his alone. You grinned at the gesture but said nothing, allowing your boyfriend to indirectly call you his belonging. “Hi Jinyoung-oppa! Sorry to keep you waiting,” you said as you reached him. “It’s fine. I haven’t been waiting for too long. Did you enjoy the filming, Yugyeom?” Jinyoung asked your boyfriend, faux-innocence coming from his words. “It was fine. Do you want to know what my favorite part was?” the maknae grinned evily before gently pulling you towards him, capturing your lips in one of the most passionate kisses you have ever had.
You were left breathless as he pulled away, saying, “THAT is how you kiss someone, Hyung. But your technique was convincing enough, I guess.” He opened the door for you, allowing you to seat yourself before going over to the driver’s side, leaving Jinyoung gaping at the maknae’s actions. “Are you coming, Hyung?” Yugyeom called, snapping Jinyoung out of his trance. Nodding, he got in as Yugyeom started the car and said, “Good. Because you’re paying for our date that you’re crashing.”
Mark Jaebum Jinyoung Jackson Youngjae BamBam Yugyeom
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Professor Kwon: Chapter III
Genre: Teacher AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst.
Word Count: 3,460
Chapter: 3/?
Pairing: G-Dragon x Reader
Warnings: Once again, there won’t be any until like the 4th chapter ;)) Please hold on until then bbs.
“You know Y/N, I must admit you’re improving. It appears my warning has gotten through that dull head of yours”, Mr. Kwon paced back and forth slowly in front of my desk as he spoke.
“With all due respect sir, I do believe my head is not dull and that I am improving at my own will. Not because you told me to do so,” I bit back.
Bang!
Suddenly, Mr. Kwon’s hands slammed down on the surface of the wooden desk. His body lurched forward slightly and his gaze captured my own.
“What? Just because you wrote one decent paper, you think you have the power to question my authority?” he glowered at me and I shivered with a sickening mixture of anger and annoyance. “You will have to do a lot more than whine about your autonomy before I think of you as anything more than a subpar student”.
Beep! Beep!
My eyes shot open to find Mr. Kwon was not actually towering before me but rather my alarm was flashing in my face. I grumbled and smacked the dismiss button. That same combination of emotion from my nightmare brewing within me as I stomped through my bedroom to get ready for the day I was simultaneously dreading and anticipating.
Will he approve of my writing or will he tear me apart?
A dark, stormy cloud loomed large over my brain, casting lightning bolts throughout my body as the day wore on. Thunder rumbled in the pit of my stomach and a thick fog of worry choked my awareness. I had no choice but to continue my day in a trance, moving through the motions but not truly noticing any detail. Time seemed to pass like a high speed wind. One that dragged me right to the door that opened to the greatest storm of all, Professor Kwon’s Introductory Literature class.
Mere minutes before the class was to begin, I promptly found a seat in the center of the room. Which was a surprise in itself given that everyone files into this class like fans at a concert rushing to get the best view of the beautiful lead singer. However, as the class began I noticed the lead singer was looking a little odd.
Normally Professor Kwon would greet the class with a cordial welcome and an award-winning smile. But today, his approachable demeanor was nowhere to be found.
“Uh,” he cleared his throat as he glowered at the class from behind his yellow tinted glasses, “Let’s just get right into it…” he trailed off before diving into his most lacklustre lecture to date.
As he dragged on about proper sentence transitions and paragraph structures, he paid more attention to the dormant chalkboard than the devoted students. Not to mention, his naturally soft voice had taken on a gritty quality that made his aura much less approachable.
“That’s it for today. Also, this is the last time I’ll remind you all that your papers are due tomorrow. Good luck,” with that, we were ambiguously dismissed.
I gathered my things in confusion, falling into a state of anxiety as my brain began jumping from conclusion to conclusion.
Just as I was about to escape past Mr. Kwon’s desk, his voice deadpanned.
“Ms. Y/L/N, please sit down”.
Here we go, I thought to myself as I proceeded to sit down, let the nightmare commence.
"I'd like to speak with you about your paper," Professor Kwon spoke in a stern tone as he slowly approached the desk.
This is it. I failed my first essay. I cannot believe I screwed it up already, my inner dialogue began to spiral into a panic.
The paper slammed down in front of me and I squeezed my eyes shut, far too afraid to see the result.
"How did you do it?"
Suddenly I opened my eyes to see Professor Kwon staring down at me with an undecipherable expression.
"Do what?" I responded, shooting my gaze down towards the essay before me. My eyes went wide as I noticed the mark, 100%. “How is this possible? I’ve never received 100% in my life”.
“And I’ve never given out a 100% in the entirety of my teaching career. Which is exactly why I am wondering, how did you do it?” Professor Kwon leaned over the desk and stared deep into my eyes. I could tell he was serious.
“There must be some kind of mistake. I don’t deserve such a high mark!” I began to quiver with the fear of being in trouble. “Are you sure this is my paper?”
“Well, why don’t you read it? Are those your words?”
I nodded timidly.
“I’ve ran it through the school’s plagiarism system and it’s completely original,” his voice had calmed down to a more resigned tone at this point. “I just don’t understand how a first year student could write something of this caliber”.
Professor Kwon was now running a hand through his parted, black hair as he paced back and forth in front of the desk.
“I’m s-sorry, I don’t know what to say,” I responded, beyond intimidated by his actions.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted towards me as he released an exasperated sigh and approached the desk. He pulled out a chair and sat in front of me. His eyes promptly fell to his lap, leading me to notice the way he rubbed his hands together.
“I didn’t mean to startle you,” he appeared to be struggling to find the right words. “I just want to understand your talent. It isn’t often I come across a student with such immense potential. With that being said, I’d like to run something by you?” he asked cautiously.
I nodded in response, my stomach still lurching from the situation’s uncertainty.
“I’ve already spoken with the headmaster about your talents. He and I feel it would be beneficial to begin one on one classes with you after school hours. Which means I will be your mentor. Would you like that?”
After he finished speaking, Professor Kwon’s gaze reached mine again. However, this time there was a glint in his eye and it sent a shiver down my spine.
“O-Of course I would! That would be such a great opportunity,” I rambled slightly, completely taken aback by the offer. “Thank you so much”.
The moment I babbled out my response, a huge grin fought its way onto my Professor’s lips causing him to look down once again.
“Don’t mention it. It’s an honour to mentor someone with such great potential”.
I just stared at him in disbelief. I had always known that I excelled in literature but I would never have guessed I was good enough to garner such attention.
“So how does every Wednesday and Thursday, 4-5 sound?” his question shocked me out of my trance.
“Oh, sounds good to me!” I responded with an anxious smile.
“Perfect!” he suddenly stood up and made his way to his desk before reaching down to grab a thin stack of papers. “I made up a short course outline for you. Basically just covering what this extra class entails as well as a schedule of topics for the next few weeks”.
His slender legs brought him back across the room to the front of my desk as he handed me the papers. Before I could even grab them, he was speaking again.
“Also, try not to get overwhelmed. I want to help you as much as I want you to enjoy yourself”.
“I’ve got to get to home now but thank you again Professor Kwon,” I stood from my seat with a gentle smile, before reaching down to grab my backpack. Only to discover he had already beat me to it.
“No problem. See you tomorrow,” he spoke in a sticky sweet tone, that undecipherable gaze returning once again.
As I reached out to grab the backpack, my hand brushed his and for a moment I could have sworn a fire had ignited beneath the skin of my cheeks. I bowed quickly before rushing out of the room. For some reason, Professor Kwon had me on my toes. The emotions I was feeling for him in a day ranged from being smitten to wanting to have control over him and quite frankly, these ever changing feelings were giving me whiplash. I shook my head in an effort to clear my mind as I shut the classroom door behind me.
Before I could even make it to the front doors of the school, someone grabbed my shoulders causing me to collapse with fear. My books hit the floor with a thud and a gasp left my body along with my soul.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” the stranger exclaimed before dramatically dropping to the floor as well to help me retrieve my books before offering me a hand as if he wasn’t the one who caused me to fall in the first place. “I didn’t mean to scare you that much. You must be rather faint of heart,” he crossed his arms and scoffed at me as I dusted myself off.
“As a matter of fact I am. You know you shouldn’t jump people like that. What if I had a heart problem, you could have killed me,” I scolded the man.
“Oh come on, don’t be so dramatic. Besides is that any way to greet your new best friend?”
“Oh and I’m dramatic? What type of person introduces themselves to a stranger as their best friend?” I asked as the annoying man followed me down the hallway. “Who are you anyways?”
“The name is Seungri and trust me, it's an honour for you to be chosen as my best friend”.
“Oh really? And why’s that?” I raised an eyebrow as an amused smirk took over my face.
“Sweetheart I am what you call the eyes and the ears of this school. I know everything you need to survive your four years in this stuffy hell hole,” he had quite the theatrical way of speaking. I had to admit he was entertaining but annoying nonetheless.
“Is that so?”
“I would hope so, considering I’ve already spent my four years here,” he admitted and I assumed he just had a longer program than I.
I opened the front doors to a brisk autumn breeze as I questioned him further, seeing as he showed no signs of leaving my side. “So, what do you want with me?”
He stopped in his tracks and rested a hand on his chin as if he was contemplating the meaning of life.
“Hmm…well, you have a piece of information that I do not have but I desperately want. Thus, I need to befriend you to obtain said information,” he admitted.
“What information are you talking about?”
“I want to know what business you have with Professor Kwon. Why did he ask you to stay behind after class?”
“Wait why are you in a first-year Literature course? I thought this was your fifth year?”
“Literature isn’t one of my many strengths. It’s the only class I need to pass to get out of this place,” I looked at him in understanding. “Well? I told you my secret, now tell me yours!” he exclaimed impatiently.
“Professor Kwon just wanted me to stay behind so that he could ask me about my paper because I received 100%. He was just making sure I didn’t cheat, that’s all,” Seungri looked at me with suspicious eyes but accepted my answer regardless. As we approached the train platform, I looked at him questioningly. “Are you taking this train as well?”
“Don’t worry I’m not stalking you…” he trailed off, silently asking my name.
“Y/N,” I informed him.
“Yeah Y/N, this is my train home as well. Isn’t that great? We can spend so much time together since we’re best friends now!” his annoying, pushy demeanor resurfaced.
I gave him little but a grin and a nod, my lips pressed anxiously together as I silently begged he had the wrong train. But, much to my dismay, he boarded the car and sat next to me. We made small talk but it didn’t achieve much as my short answers gave his eccentric mind little to work with. His destination quickly approached. Unfortunately, mine was only a stop after his. Which meant we lived in the same neighbourhood. Great.
“See you tomorrow, Y/N!” he exclaimed as he shuffled off the bus and I cringed at the thought of having to deal with such a draining man more than once.
I stepped onto the platform and made my way down the secluded city street toward my shared apartment. Making my way up and through the building, I longed for the comfort of my bed and awaited the moment I could lay my head upon the pillow. The day had taken too much out of me. Between Mr. Kwon falsely accusing me of plagiarism and my strange encounter with the so-called Seungri, I was more than ready to shut my brain off for a while. I just hoped Ji Soo wasn’t waiting to grill me about day two with Professor Kwon.
As I pushed the door open I began to speak. “Listen Ji Soo, before you question me about anything, can I please take a nap. I’m exhaus-” I cut myself off when my cousin failed to obnoxiously attack me with hugs. “Ji Soo?”
Suddenly I noticed a pink sticky note attached to the fridge that was addressed to me.
Y/N. I went out for the night and I’ll be staying out. So, don’t wait up. There’s some leftovers in the fridge. I hope your day with Mr. Kwon went well. I’ll be there tomorrow to discuss. Love, Ji Soo.
I silently thanked her for choosing tonight of all nights to stay out and wandered into my bedroom. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I pulled the blankets up to my chin and succumbed to sleep.
“When writing a strong paragraph, it is not enough to use transition words such as ‘thus’ and ‘furthermore’. Think your sentences through and craft transitions that are specific and grammatically correct,” suddenly the bell rang and cut Mr. Kwon’s rant on effective paragraphs short. “I see my time is up. Don’t forget to hand in your papers before you leave. Have a good evening everyone”.
After undergoing a 12 hour sleep the night before, I felt rejuvenated and completely unfazed by the impending one-on-one lesson with my professor. Today I managed to find a seat at the front of the class so I could just stay put once everyone had left the classroom. Not even the breathtakingly classic suit the man standing before me wore could cause my breath to hitch. I finally have my control back, I thought to myself as I watched him retrieve some papers from his bag.
“Y/N! Are you excited for your lesson?” he asked with a genuine grin on his face as his bright eyes shifted to meet mine.
I nodded confidently as I returned the smile.
“That’s good to hear. I was afraid I might have scared you away yesterday,” he voiced his concerns and I noticed how honest his facial expressions were.
“Oh no, you’ll have to do a lot more than that to scare me away,” I reassured him and for a split second, those honest expressions took a shift in a direction that didn’t lie but didn’t tell the truth either.
“Yes, I see,” he had to clear his throat before the smile could return. “Shall we get started with your lesson then?”
I nodded once more and much to my surprise, he pulled a chair up to my desk and sat directly in front of me. Suddenly, my heart tripped and missed a beat as his face came so close to mine.
“I want these lessons to feel more informal, like a collaboration instead of a lecture. I hope that’s okay?”
“Yeah,” I responded timidly after clearing my throat.
“Perfect. Here are my notes for this lesson, like I said this will not be a lecture so, I will prepare notes for you and we will discuss them. The assignment details will always be at the end of the note,” he directed me through the papers and I tried my best to focus given his proximity. “You have already proven to me how well you can write a formal essay but I’m curious to see how creative you can get. So, I’ve prepared a poetry unit. How are you with poetry?”
Given that his words had sent me into an entranced state, I had to wake myself up to respond.
“I’ve dabbled in poetry, but I can only seem to do it on my own accord when I’m experiencing some emotional upheaval of sorts,” I explained.
“That’s very common among writers actually. What was your last poem inspired by?”
His personal question caught me off guard but I knew I had to answer honestly.
“Well, I uh, there was this friend. He and I had grown very close and he made me believe we shared mutual feelings. But after we became…involved…he told me he only saw me as a friend,” I explained, giving as little detail as possible.
“That’s great!” he said enthusiastically and was greeted by my shocked expression. “I mean, that’s a great experience to draw inspiration from. Not that it’s great that he did that to you, no one deserves that, especially such an intelligent, young woman like you,” he smiled shyly before continuing. “For your first assignment, you will write me a sonnet. Have you ever written one before Y/N?”
“Once or twice during a brief unit in high school,” I informed him.
“Well to refresh your memory, a sonnet traditionally consists of fourteen-lines and is written in iambic pentameter. However, there are many types of sonnets,” he continued but my mind was wandering too far for me to concentrate.
I’ve lost control, that little voice in my mind reminded me of my ongoing struggle yet again. Professor Kwon had an intoxicating presence. A presence that I could cautiously observe from a comfortable distance but any closer was far too lethal of a dose. Each time he leaned forward to point to a sentence on my page, I would subconsciously draw in a hissed breath, praying to every perceived deity that he didn’t notice. My eyes monitored his gentle movements before tracing the gentle lines of his eyes, nose, lips…
“Do you understand that Y/N?”
Instinctively I nodded, knowing damn well I didn’t hear a word he said.
“Lastly, a sonnet tends to deal with big ideas. Approach it as if you are a philosopher pondering one of life’s largest mysteries for the first time. Be curious of anything and everything pertaining to the topic at hand,” he instructed oh-so-eloquently.
“What types of topics should I consider then?”
“Topics such as love, loss, death, lust,” he looked me in the eye and I choked on my own breath for a split second. “Just make sure it’s something you struggle to comprehend. Do you understand now, or do you need more examples?”
“No, no!” I shook my hands nervously as I spoke. “Those examples were perfect. Thank you!”
Professor Kwon stared at me with an incredulous expression before chuckling dismissively.
“You’re cu-” he began to speak but immediately stopped himself, the lighthearted expression he once held shifting to one of concern. “You’re, uh, free to go. We actually went over by a few minutes,” he suddenly stood up and walked back to his desk leaving me in shock.
What was he going to say? Did I do something wrong? I thought to myself before that little voice chastised me. Stop overthinking it and get up already! He probably just has somewhere to be.
“Oh, I see,” a slight tinge of disappointment tainted my voice as I got up and gathered my books, shoving them into my bag. When I looked up again, his back was facing me as he took his time cleaning the blackboard. “I’ll see you tomorrow Mr. Kwon. Thank you for the first lesson”.
I waited patiently for a response but all I received was an unsatisfying “see you Y/N”. The sudden tense atmosphere between us caused me to take the hint and escape the now freezing room.
As I wandered down the empty hallway, my heart sank as I tried to wrap my head around how things went so wrong. Once again I was left lacking control and struggling to understand where I stood with Professor Kwon.
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When She Gets Sleepy
- This is my first “fic” well it will be more of a drabble -
I REPEAT THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION EVER!!!
Warnings: unedited, first fic I’ve ever written, hopefully super fluffy fluff
Poly!Hamilsquad x reader
Summary: The boys have been really busy lately, reader is sleepy and clingy, the boys just love the way she acts when she needs more sleep.
AN: I hope this is good for the first imagine I’ve written, I was inspired by @a-schuylerr ‘s poly!hamilsquad imagine, “heavy eyes”. I wrote all this in one sitting, feel free to tell me if you like it or tell me some improvements, thanks :)
Enjoy~
Now you weren’t going to lie, You haven’t been sleeping very well the past few days.
All the boys were very busy. Hercules with his tailoring, he is having to deal with a very picky rich woman who wanted everything to be her way or the highway.
Alexander was busy with all the work his boss, George Washington, was giving him. Then there is always fighting with Jefferson.
And John is busy…. Well you aren’t really sure what he’s been busy with, he’s just going in and out of the apartment constantly.
Then there was Lafayette. He was busy with volunteering at a local high school, tutoring children learning French. In fact, he is loving teaching his native tongue to the youngsters so much that he is thinking of possibly applying to be an official French teacher.
Now listen, it wasn’t that the boys were ignoring you, not by any means. They were just all so busy. Alex was staying up all night until dusk working on god knows what on his computer. Here being kept up late in his shop working on all his clothes he was making. John doing whatever it was John was doing.
The point is, they all got into bed once you were asleep and all at ungodly hours in the morning. You missed cuddling with them. And you tried you damn hardest to get them all to go to bed at a reasonable hour, but no matter your persuasive tactics, they would not budge from their respective places.
You all had the day off today, though they were at home, they were all still doing work. You were up, but still very sleep deprived and feeling sorta needy, you needed to touch them, you missed them.
But, it didn’t matter that you missed them and all you wanted to do was cuddle and watch a movie and eventually fall asleep. It didn’t matter because you had to go to the supermarket to get some food.
“Hey guys, I’m going to go to the store to get some food, anyone want anything?” you asked by the front door slipping on your favorite pair of boots, ‘cause it’s cold as hell in New York during the winter.
To your surprise, both Laf and John jumped up and said they’d join you.
You were more than happy to have them come along. The three of you set off down the stairs of your building after you all put on your coats, Laf made sure both you and john had on a scarf and a beanie and were warm enough.
Once at the store you took out your list of items you needed and the three of you set off to look for your desired items. The trip ended up taking much, much longer than anticipated, it took two and a half hours.
By the time you were in the check-out line, you were leaning heavily on Laf’s shoulder with your hand intertwined with his. John was looking at the two of you with so much love in his eyes.
“Mon amor, are you tired?” Laf teased.
“Mhm,” was the only response you were able to produce.
While you were waiting in this horridly long line, you closed your eyes. Above your head John and Laf glanced at each other, down at your sleepy form, back at each other, then smirked.
The boys love it when you got sleepy, ‘cause when you got sleepy you got clingy and cuddly and become very dependent on your four boys to take care of you and hold you.
John quickly texted both Herc and Alex to tell them that you were in this mood. He told them to get some blankets out and wrap up whatever they were working on.
All whilst checking out, you leaned on Laf and mumbled half awake sentences about hurrying up. John and Laf only internally “awwww”ed and lightly chuckled at you behavior.
On the car ride back to your apartment you sat in the back with John cuddled up to his side, your head on his chest. His soft humming, one hand running through your hair, the other rubbing your thigh in soothing motions, and the steady rise and fall of his chest were all coaxing you into sleep.
When you got back to the apartment building, John shook you awake. Your eyes fluttered open, you closed them again, your eyebrow creasing with the unwanted and unexpected awakening. You slowly brought you hands, curled in loose fists, to softy rub your eyes.
“W-wha’s goin’ on? Wha’ happened?” you murmured sleepily
“You fell asleep, baby girl, we’re back at the building now, you gotta get up,” John replied, a smile on his face. You were just so damn adorable.
“Oh,” you pouted slightly, you were so tired you couldn’t see straight. You lifted your arms with as much strength as you could muster and made grabby hand at Laf, signaling to him that you wanted to be carried,
Laf chuckled and did that thing people do when they see something so cute they frown and smile at the same time, trying not to exclaim out loud how cute and adorable and precious you were being.
Laf scooped you up into his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist, you arms wound tightly around his neck and nuzzled you head into the crook of his neck. His hands rested at you lower back and one under your jean-clad bottom to ensure you don’t fall. The placement of his hands pushed you closer to your boyfriend, you hummed contently, loving the physical contact.
Oblivious to you, Laf’s head shot up to make eye contact with John. Their eyes wide, trying their damnedest not to make any noises about you kola like behavior.
Laf, with you curled around him, carried you to the elevator, John strolled behind you two, looking at your head and how every now-and-then you would nuzzle your nose into his neck, your eyes closed and a content smile in your face.
When you finally got to your floor and into to the apartment, Laf set you on the bench near the front door that the five of you use to put extra bundle necessities in, and to sit in to put on and take off your shoes.
After taking off his own shoes, John bent down to unite and take off your shoes. While he was busy doing that you very slowly took off you coat and other winter accessories.
You softly rubbed you eyes again and looked up at John, who had now stood at full height, looking down at you making sure you got everything off without trouble. He smiled at you and offered you his hand. You smiled a small smile back and took his hand. He helped you up and you leaned against him.
As you neared the living room, your feet dragged. You were just so sleepy.
Alex was sitting all alone on the couch. Unknown to you, Laf had quickly gone to him once he saw Alex was seated on the couch and told him of your adorable sleepy clingy behavior. He kissed him and told him he needs to cuddle with you alone for a minute.
Once Alex saw you his face lit up, when he saw how you leaned on John and how cute you looked. His smile got bigger and internally thanked whatever god or gods there were that this beautiful woman, and handsome freckled man beside her, loved him. Alex could write for days on how beautiful and adorable you looked, clinging to John’s arm.
“Awwww, come here sweetheart,” Alex said to you, winking at John, silently telling him he knew what was going on and what was going to happen. John walked the two of you over to the couch, you crawled into Alex’s lap nuzzling you head into his neck, one hand at your side, the other wound in his hair.
Above your head John gave Alex one or two affectionate greeting kisses. After they parted, John planted a soft, lingering kiss to the top of your head, then headed to the kitchen to help put up the couple of food bags Laf had taken from him before you even registered that you needed to take off you coat, just seconds ago. He kissed Herc for maybe a little longer than needed, but nobody was objecting. The two men who went with you on your shopping trip filled in Herc on how cute you were acting, how they just love you leaning on them, your clingy-ness, your little stumble shuffle combo as you attempt to walk at a reasonable pace.
Alex looked down at you fondly and said something you��didn’t quite catch… Wait, when did you get into Alex’s arms. Ohhh, he so warm, and smells so good. And him rubbing soothing circles on your back, the other on your knee and thigh. Good lord- you could drift off into sleep right now. You feel his warmth and affection seeping into you, you were just too tired to know what was going on. His actions soothed you, you were falling asleep again, but you felt as if somewhere, far away, someone was trying to talk to you. You whimpered, burrowing your face closer to his neck, if that was even possible.
You are just about to fall asleep once again you feel his chest rumble as he says, “Hmmm, how ‘bout that,love? Would you like that? Did’ya hear me, little one?”
You grunted out a small “what”, getting metaphorically drunk of his warmth, sent, and the warm breath being blown on to your neck as he talks.
He chuckled lightly, if you’d have been fully responsive at the time you would have heard the smile in his voice as he repeated himself, “I said, how ‘bout we get you out of those jeans and into some sweats and we can all cuddle in bed, we have all had a long week, I think we all deserve a cuddle session.”
You slowly nodded, liking that idea, but not quite understanding in your half-asleep, well mostly asleep, daze.
As soon as you had finished nodding, your other three amazing boyfriends came out of the kitchen, Herc in the lead, eager to see you and cuddle you.
Herc crouched down in front of you and Alex and rested a hand on your thigh softy to get your attention. Your eyebrows crease once again, like they did in the car before you slowly lifted your head from the crook of Alex’s neck and was met with the face of your fourth lover, who had an endearing smile on his face, looking at you fondly.
“Hey there, sleepyhead,” Herc murmured to you, but the room was quiet enough that everyone herd it, even Laf and John who were embracing each other and smiling fondly and the small group on and in front of the couch.
“H-herc, hey, man, I m-missed you,” you mumbled, not having enough energy to speak very loud. You slowly lifted your arms from Alex to attempt to latch on to Herc.
Your lovers all chuckled, they found it amusing yet endearing that you called people “man” and “dude” when you were, or weren’t, tired.
Herc easily picked you up spun around in the direction of the bedroom, all after you had wrapped yourself around him, just like you had done with Laff not even ten minutes ago.
The rest of the boys followed in suit, John stopping by the thermostat to turn the heat down a little, once you were all five in bed, with all those big, furnace bodies *cough, cough* Laf and Herc *cough,cough*, somebody is bound to get a little over heated *cough, cough* you or Alex *cough, cough.*
Herc set you down on you feet, Laff by your side to keep you from falling over. John get you someone’s boxers, probably Alex’s, and grabbed a Black Lives Matter shirt, probably Herc’s, judging by the size, just a little bigger than Laf’s shirt.
John tossed the boxers and shirt to Laf so he could help you undress and dress. While Laf help you, the other boys got in more comfy clothes as well.
Laf slowly slid your jeans down your legs, being very patient while you wobbled and grabbed his shoulder to steady yourself when stepping out of them. Next came you panties, you were fine with being bare in front of them, they loved you for you. He steadied you as you stepped into the boxers. He slid them up your legs, when he stood at full height, he looked down at you and smiled, seeing your eyes closed and head tilting forward.
John kissed the place where Laf’s shoulder meets his neck and murmured in his ear, “You get comfy, I’ll finish changing our sleepy little one.”
Laf nodded an okay, turned and kissed John on the lips, only to part a couple seconds late when they heard your tired needy whine. Laf chuckled against the freckled man’s lip, and muttered to him, “Our princess sure is cling today, better get moving, she just might, how you say… pass out? Oui, pass out.”
Now it was John’s turn to nod. He pecked Laf’s lips once more, then turned to you. Your eyes were drooping closed, trying to stay awake, but failing.
“Hey, darlin’, lets get you out of that shirt, huh?” John murmured against your forehead, his southern drawl coming out on certain words in his sentence. The more relaxed he was, the more that sweet hint of southern twang came out. Normally that would have soaked those boxers you were wearing, but you were much to tired to even fathom that.
John slowly got your shirt and bra off, then slowly slid the shirt down your torso, his fingertips purposely skimming the sides of your breasts and your sides making you shiver and whimper a little. When you were sleepy and not focused, your skin’s sensitivity became heightened. But John knew not to go father, besides he was becoming more and more tired himself. When the shirt got to your waist he let go of the ends letting it fall and end a couple inches past your bottom. He pulled you in for a hug, which lasted at leas thirty seconds, your head facing sideways on the front of his shoulder.
John released you from his tight embrace. Alex swept you up into his arms and guided you to the bed, where you crawled to the center, the sheets where ice cold making you whine as your sensitive skin came in contact with the ice cubes you called sheets. But hat discomfort faded away quickly as Herc settles in on your right, John cuddled beside him, Alex to your left, Laf on the other side of him.
You sunk into Alex and Herc’s warm embrace with no effort, sleepily think about how much you love your boyfriends. Them bed became warm. as the room filled up with the love and affection you held for each other.
You were the first to fall asleep, your boys soon to follow.
As you drifted off to sleep Alex’s arm curled around your waist, and Herc intertwined his fingers with yours.
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