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fics-lovebot · 7 months

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jujutsu kaisen recs

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pls remember to reblog if you like any of my recs, luv you and thank you in advance❤️

WHY ARE ALL OF THEM SO FUCKING GOOD????????! pls tRUST me

gojo

gojo eating you out

gojo x dacryphilia

gojo loves fat pussy

sending gojo an accidental nude so he sends you a whole video

car sex with gojo

gojo being goofy in an elevator full of people - he´s big on PDA

gojo tried to give himself a haircut and now wants to go bald - this is fuNNY ksksks, I love the banter

trying to break up with yandere!gojo - yep, we´re talkin about lovesick toxic obsessed type of gojo, break up????? you know better than to tell him that sooo since you´re acting dUMB he has to fucc so sense into you bc clearly you forgot who tf ur talking to - LDKJSDFJDJFHLSHFLSHDF but he´s not rough bc he luvss you a lot

gojo is the pussy fairy - fwb, he´s your sneaky link when henessy makes you act up. he got a mf tongue piercing bYEE

insecure bully!gojo - angst, lil fluff, he´s a bully but he´s in love with that, but it´s not enough. part 2

the horniest - smut, ITS SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD, he´s horny af, pussy drunk, obsessed, borderline crazy for that wap

phone calls - slice of life, hubby!gojo, dilf!gojo, his wife and his daughter are his only priority, this is so sdkfjskdjfh :´( i love it

cherished moments - clanleader!gojo, hubby!gojo who is a softy for his wife, #simp

family moments - fluff, slice of life, this is so wholesomeee, bf!gojo meeting your parents for the first time, i love it

someone older - smut, rich dilf!gojo, big age gap, big dicc too, talks big shit as well, "what do you do when your boyfriend cheats? you go to his house and fuck his dad" I MEAN- skdfhksdf

best of the best - smut, fwb! satoru, big sHIT talker omg, he lit asks you to be his gf wHILE he´s making you cum,,,,,best bf ever tho

love struck - fluffy, ex-fuckboy!satoru, he´s experiencing love for the first time :((((( IT´S SO CUTEEEEEEEEEE

love dumb - fluff, blurb, you make him lose his composure, can´t even focus bc you´re over there existing, someone should make a longer version of this! so good

too much - ANGSTTTYYYY, fluff too, reader and gojo are in a situationship kinda thing where they live together and love each other but nothing has been said yet, they get into an argument bc gojo has a big mouth and says a lot of hurtful things, they´re both just so exhausted

i know you still think about the times we had - angst, fluff, rich bf!gojo, his father makes you break up with him, it´s so angsty omg, they get into this HUGE argument bc gojo´s dad is a controlling mf

sanctuary - fluff, lowkey angst, weak!reader, bully!gojo, nah he´s just in love but doesn´t know how to say it

the road to falling in love - fluff, strangers to lovers, it´s a collection o moments where keeps falling harder for you, I LOVE ITTTTT, sdkfjhskdjf it´s kinda slow burn but not boring at all

loving you - fluffy af, "you’re the apple of his eyes; the love of his life. the only one who matters" ME N WHO???? pls this made my want to cry my heart out

yuji finds out gojo has a family - fluff, lowkey angst, hubby!gojo, dad!gojo, so,,, this made me cry, i love yuji sm he deserves the world :( this is part two and it also made me crY MY MF EYES OUT :))))))))

i´ll meet you forever in this memory - fluff, college au, married life au, it´s so good, he lit has this big ass plan to make you fall for him, and i mean big, like planned way ahead lmao, 10 years later he´s still asking you to go out with him,,,,even if you´re already married sdlfkjkdfhlsdjh so so cute

can´t stop drinking - ANGST, death, blood, dad!gojo, husband!gojo, mentions of wanting to die, a curse kills you and your son allegedly but in reality the elders had lied to him all these years, part 2 made me fucking cry, PLEASEEE I NEED PART 3

hype man - crack, fluff, supportive bf!gojo, he´s such an amazing bf :(, “damn, my girl ran you over with a bus, reversed, then got out and shot you twice in the foot? what did you do?? sounds like a you issue.” LMAOOOOO this is so cute and funny at the same time, i love it, such a gojo thing to say

flicker of flame - fluff, nervous soon to be dad!gojo, pregnant!reader, he´s going to be the best dad ever

nanami

when you break up and make up - nanami divorce au, angst

dorm room escapades - smut, dad´s bestfriend!nanami, age gap, GAWWDD DAMNNNN, daddy kink, this is some good stuff

you ask him to fuck you like a whore - its a short one but me likey

nanami drabbles - pwp, pls yall readdd part 2 and part 3

nanami is strong af - short blurb, smut, sdflksjd this got me giggling and shii

fifteen minutes - “Say that again. Louder. Can’t hear shit with the sound of my dick slapping into your cunt.” that´s all I have to say, your honor

protective - headcanon, hubby!kento, i love thissss

swear it´s just right for you - smut, fluff, hubby!nanami, I´m weaaaak, he´s so husband material

stressed after work - boyfriend! kento, a cute lil drabble bc he loves your mere presence

labour of love - fluff, vanilla smut, lowkey angst if you´ve been keeping up with the manga/anime, loving hubby!kento, SO DOMESTIC, love making, :(

losing his mind - smut, dom!reader, hubby!kento, sub!kento, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW, 10000/10, now this is new

his protégé - fluff, slice of life, fiancé!kento, dinner time with yuuji, it´s so wholesome :´)

my future is with you - fluff, unexpected angst, this is SICKKKKKKK, the last senteces is fucking sickening, and NOT in a good way, so fucking wrong for that, I litteraly wanna dIE

tie my tie, marry me - fluff, slice of life, "the moment nanami knew he never wanted to tie his tie by himself ever again and wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side" please just do yourself a favor and READ THIS

putting you in your place - smut, reader is gojo´s brat little sister, mean!nanami, BRAT TAMER!NANAMI, HEAVY degradation, “Maybe this was your fucking goal all along. To have me ruin you on my cock and fuck the attitude out of you.” CALL 911

edging - smut, pwp, fluff, this,,,,this is one the BEST nanami smuts out there, i just know the description of the whole thing is 100% accurate, the details, the way this is written, the visuaLSsss ldskjfhjsalfh go read it pls

married man - fluff, work au, HE IS A PROUD HUSBAND OK, the man was just waiting for somebody to say sOMETHING sljsdhfl now he can´t stop bragging about his perfect wife

toji

toji x size kink

toji x pussy spanking ´till you´re squirting - the title says it all,,, he´s MEAN

toji doing push ups with you on his back - you´re basically a rag doll,,,bc wdym he puts you in a fULL NELSON??

toji gets embarrased - the man WHIMPERED bc the riding was gewdd so reader kinda teases him for it, how dare she right? so now he has to make her pAY bc he aint no bitch

silk sheets n sticky cum - toji can´t control himself when he sees you in a nightgown so he uses you as a cum dump,,, in a very romantic way flsjdflkssldfjlsdfh, breeding kink

toji x overstimulation - fINALLY he got what he deserved, reader got him WHIMPERING, body shaking eyes rolling to the back of his head and everythangggg, I'm here for it.

take it lil princess - toji got me fucked up, straight up size kink like FRRRR he wants to break, bend and basically snap you in half (i´ll let him tbh), daddy kink, he got a big dicc as aLWAYS, the degRADING DIRTY TALKKK???? yes. he talks and talks and tALKS. there´s a lot going on yall

mine - toji mixed with monster!porn,,, nothing else to say- HE´S A WEREWOLfff, mean asf, breeding kink, daddy kink, size kink, it´s nasty

jealous daddy - slice of life, dilf!toji, megumi is a baby, toji and megumi create a plan to keep you away from megumi´s kindergarden teacher lmaooo, its so cute

nyphomaniac - smut, nypho!reader, dom!toji, THERE´S A WHOLE LOTTA STUFF GOING ON HEREE, just read it omg

family man - fluff, soft dad!toji, baby megumi, husband!toji, he´s a softie for his son and his wife ;(

unprecedented reveal - smut, fluff, mma!toji, journalist!reader, lowkey angst, "photo leaks of toji going down on you in public is suddenly exposed for everyone to know about the infamous fighters girlfriend" wELL dssdfh that´ll do it

will always be yours - smut, fluff, so basically toji only does rough sex, doggy style being his fav, but when it comes to you he prefers the loving-face to face-intense eye contanct type of sex (more like love making) bc being with you makes him feel ten different emotions at once :) DÑFLJSLDFJ

unspoken memories - fluff, lowkey angst, dad!toji, baby!megumi, married life, my heart is so full after reading this, it´s so domestic, so adorable, such a happy read

make a mess on his face - smut, toji is a messy pussy eater, that´s it, that´s the tweet

geto

gimme, gimme more - rich!geto x stripper!reader, lots of plot and build up, he is misteriousssss and fucking filthy and so cuTE??????? wtf, the wating game is real, he knows how to play his cards very well, LAWDD HAVE MERCY i would have folded too

gripping the headboard with one hand - smut, “what a slut.” hELP

protective hubby - teacher!suguru, pregnant wife oc, it´s cutee

focus - suggestive, flirty!geto, tutor!geto, “you’re doing so good for me… keep going.” I HATE ITTTTTTTT, i would fold like a mf lawn chair bitch OOF

dress shopping - very suggestive, WHY IS HE SO SMOOTH WITH IT ALL THE TIME??? got me blushing and sweating and shit

phoque - crack, teacher!suguru, twin girls dad!suguru, he accidentally curses in front of his daughters and now he´s gotta make up some bullshit story to save his ass, SLFHSLDKJHSLDH this is funny

choso

picture perfect - smut, photographer choso, he´s lowkey a perv, jacks off to oc´s pictures

suckig souls - smut, succubus oc, somnophilia, sub! choso, lil dacryphilia, love love love love it

meanie - smut, mean!choso, “Why you actin’ like some dick-starved whore? I fucked you good this morning" THE WAY I SCREAMEDDDDDDDD “Is that what you needed, princess? Some good dick?" STOOOOOOOOOPPPP

your pleasure - smut, squirting, choso discovers the magic of eating pussy :))))) aND he´s a fucking natural too like ???? gTFO

it´s too much - smut, dom!reader, inexperienced!choso and sub!chose fics are like crack to me, i´m obsessed, this is so detailed, he is eager to please sdlfjls and wants to try it all at once

fingers in his hair - smut, chose loves having his hair pulled when he´s eating pussy,,,,,,,CALL A MF AMBULANCE a bitch just died

cherry blossoms - smut, virgin!choso, phone sex, it´s his first orgasm yall, not yuji talking about a "sloppy toppy" LSJFHLSJDFHLFDH he´s so outta pocket

sukuna

itadori

vivid fantasies - smut, sukuna wants to bone you and he makes it yuji’s problem sakfhkshfksfd poor yuji

poly / multiple versions

gojo and geto are rich besties and they coax you into a poly relationship - smut

you slap their ass - reaction. gojo, geto, sukuna, nanami, choso, toji, megumi, itadori, yuta

too much for them to handle - toji and gojo version. it´s a LOT going here as well. gojo is a whole swiTCH. toji is a bully in the sheets so you know he´s all abou that degrading teasing dirty talk, we love it

slut him out - gojo, geto, nanami and toji version. y'know what,,,idek what to say about thi- IT´S NASTY FILTHY JUST PORN, reader is a whOre (not my words), read at your own risk bc i was SHOOk

how jjk men like it - smut, the gojo and toji one,,, i HATe it hereee

bimbo bunny - smut, choso, toji and nanami version, the vISUALs I GOT FROM THE NANAMI ONE LAWDDDD

birthday boy - smut, birthday sex, dacryphilia, i just KNOWWWW this is geto

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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TWST Dorm Leaders + Happily Ever After

Pairing: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, married life, domestic fluff, talking about having kids, insecurity, dancing, cuddles, kissing, weddings

A/N: I haven't seen anyone write this which is odd to me, these are fairy tales, there needs to be a happily ever after.

Riddle doesn't want many eyes on you when you're married and living together. The wedding was more then enough for the amount of attention, and he almost told everyone to leave. He wants to elope and make a big home somewhere far away from others. If someone wants to see you they will need to announce themselves beforehand so they can get the approval. He hopes that your home will have a big garden where he can pick and bring you roses every day.

Leona gloats and brags for a very long time after graduation and your wedding. Most of all he brags to his relatives about how wonderful of a wife you are and tries to make them jealous, he finally has something that they don't, your love. Doesn't like it when his family around you too much because he's constantly thinking you're gonna see him as inferior. Wants to prove that he can be a good leader, and who better to lead first then his family. One that he plans to have with you. One kid, or maybe two, your own little family in a place where he is king, and you are his queen.

Azul has his own agency which leaves him a little busy at first. Luckily he has you by his side to help him out with it. You can name it however you want. He has a lot of clients and a lot of contracts but all to the benefit of the two of you, your future life. Not as sneaky as he used to be because you are his moral compass, for the most part at least. Loves to hold you in his lap while he negotiates, both of you need to sign so its only natural that he has you close by.

Kalim is really excited to make a life with you. Life at the palace can be a lot, even for him who grew up there so he tries to accommodate you the best as he can. He brings you breakfast in bed and walks with you all over the grounds, showing you secret places he used to sneak out. Now he can have company when he does so. Yeah sure, both of you will have a lot of responsibilities soon but for now you can still be a little reckless and carefree.

Vil wakes you up every morning and needs to kiss you to make sure that you're real and not a dream. He's had dreams like this, it would be very cruel that this was another one of them. Can't help but admire the ring on your finger, kissing it with such reverence and care. Has opted to make his closet bigger so you can share with him, for him that is a real sign of true love and trust. There are several sets of matching outfits in there.

Idia is shy even after you start living together after graduation. He always wakes up before you do and is already working. His headphones are off so he can hear you shifting behind him on the bed, now is the time to swoop in and give you a quick kiss before his brother comes into the room and asks the both of you to hang out with him. You find it hard to tell him you need privacy now, can't imagine how it'll be when you have kids.

Malleus feels very insecure in his ability to bring you happiness. Even years after you get together he still has slivers of doubt that shine through the happy smiles. He tries not to let to him too much. Of course he shares his doubts with you, he promised to, in sickness and in health everything in between. He will do his best to make you happy, he will mess up but with you at last he knows he doesn't need to strive for a perfect life, just a happy one.

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donutz · 3 months

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Yandere Catnap x female smiling critter cat reader

Request from Wattpad—! Here you go Shaymi999☆

You weren’t the only cat out of the smiling critters.

There was another one, Catnap. Though, you were very much like him.

You were barely any different from him! The only difference is that you were a girl(and maybe the color, it depends on what color you want to be).

You were quiet, sneaky, hid in the dark, interacted with others, but not so happily. Even if it looked like you hated being at Playtime co, it wasn’t that bad here.

Other than the abusive workers.

And Catnap stalking you.

You didn’t find it that creepy, but it did annoy you a little bit. Why couldn’t he just interact with you? Yet you caught him looking at you every time.

Cat instincts, that’s all. Y’know, maybe he wanted you gone because he wants to be the only cat critter.

You’ll just have to wait.

There would be times where you tried to talk to him, but he’d just walk away.

You don’t know why, he could at least just listen to you. Makes you feel a little sad.

Of course, somebody noticed. That was Dogday.

“Mew, you’ve been seeming kind of down these days, are you alright?”

“... Yea, it’s just that. Catnap’s been ignoring me. I try to talk to him, but he just walks away.”

Dogday furrowed his eyebrows a little, pretty disappointed in Catnap’s actions.

“Oh alright, I’ll try to talk about it with him..”

“Oh, thanks Dogday.”

After that, you caught Catnap right behind you staring at you. It happened quite often.

… At least he wasn’t hiding in the shadows.

But now, 10 years later, he’s always in the shadows.

And 10 years later, you’re here, roaming the halls just like Catnap. You wish you could check up on Dogday, but you can’t Catnap’s too possessive.

If you even tried to sneak around to talk to him, Dogday would be dead the next hour. Not from Catnap’s hands, but from the smaller critters' mouths.

You wish you could just see your best friend one last time.

But you can, just this one time. Why? So you could alert Dogday that his body will be taken over by the smaller critters.

The tinies were listening in of course, excited to finally get their fill.

Why does the only time you get to talk to him the time where you tell him how he dies? Sometimes you wished Catnap wasn’t so possessive. You feel as if he would trust Dogday but— apparently you were wrong.

“Oh.. I guess I’ll have to prepare for the future.”

You wish you could rub your head against his and tell him it’s okay. You wish you didn’t have to tell him the way he dies. You wish you could’ve just passed like the other critters.

What made you so special?

“...” You would’ve told him you’re sorry, but you know Catnap was watching. He would’ve told the smaller critters to make Dogday’s death more painful and slow.

You just want him to be put out of his misery. He could’ve just agreed with serving the prototype and he would’ve lived.

But that’s not the Dogday you know.

And apparently, the player arrived so you have to go.

Even if they were already dealing with the smaller demonic version of the Smiling Critters, Catnap was determined to kill them. Or, to hunt he says.

Catnap wants to kill the player, but wouldn’t mind you doing it instead.

Unfortunately, there were hiding spots in the play area. The place where there’s different colored blocks and random holes that the small ones come from.

You were looking for the player, and since you saw the hiding spots, you looked in them. After some time you finally spotted them.

You grabbed them and threw them on the ground. They used their grab pack and grabbed at your eye. You tried to stop them by grabbing their face, but the hand took your eye out of its place.

And for some reason that singular eye was heavily connected to the organs in your system.

The player scurried towards a possible exit in the place, and ran, leaving you to die by yourself.

Catnap thought you could handle it yourself. But you didn’t.

Not only did you being dead anger him even more. But he didn’t want to hunt anymore, he wanted to torture and kill that stupid player.

He loved you so much that he didn’t even give up your body to the Prototype. You weren’t just some toy, you were his love.

Thankfully, the Prototype accepted the fact Catnap wanted to keep you.

After that, every way Catnap planned just to spook the player, wasn’t just giving them a little scare anymore. It was supposed to terrify them. To make them feel threatened.

To make them scream whenever he came near them.

He even released his red gas to make them have horrific hallucinations.

He nearly killed them, but didn’t, he wanted them to go through the pain he experienced.

But no matter how much torture they went through, it will never make up for the death they caused.

It will never replace your death.

It will never make him as happy as he was when you made him happy.

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dungeonpuppykai · 4 months

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Hey lovely, I just want to say I love your bucky fics and especially dark bucky fics, it just hits the spot and it's so good so keep up the great work love. Now i'm not sure if you're still taking requests if so could you please do one of reader wearing absolutely nothing but bucky's army dog tag and him seeing reader like this makes him go feral.

And if you don't want to that's perfectly fine and i hope you have a great day/night and keep up the great work love 💕

Thank you so much! I am so happy that you like them and I know it's been a hot minute but the way this ask short circuited my brain omg!!!

Warning(s): Dark!Bucky, stockholm syndrome, sir kink, use of makeshift leash, choking, rough p-in-v, power imbalance, m!dom, f!sub, puppy kink, humping, dumbification, cock riding, mention of somnophilia. Browse at your own discretion. Contains dark and mature 18+ content. Minors do not interact.

Bucky was honestly skeptical at first.

As you were still getting used to your new home he knew better than to fully trust you.

But you were just so fucking irresistible and adorable.

Sometimes he didn't know just what to do with you.

"Just trust me, sir!" Your tone was determined but demeanor shy when you had hurriedly pecked his lips and scurried off into the walk-in wardrobe after prying his hands off you.

The night was quite silver with the moon on full display, the inside of your room dimly lit as Bucky took a swig of his chilled after dinner beer.

When you took longer than was comfortable for him doing whatever it was that you were doing, he called out to you.

"Puppy? What's taking so–"

The older man's voice locked in his throat and he had to do a double take when you did appear.

Your cheeks were a bright red as you nibbled on your bottom lip, hips swaying but posture stiff as you came into his view.

Bucky's hand reached for his neck in realization when he noticed the article– the only article on your otherwise nude body.

You sneaky little thing.

He had been so busy and stressed because of his recent mission that he hadn't noticed when you had slipped his dog tags off him.

A small smirk made its way on his face as he felt his cock harden instantly, feeling his head spin a little at the seductive way you leaned against the doorframe of the wardrobe, toying with the chain in as much a sexy manner as you could muster.

Just like that, Bucky made his resolve.

Even if you had been sneaky (and he would definitely have to do something about it to nip it in the bud), it had been to give him a show.

And who was Bucky to refuse you finally coming around and doing something out of your own free will.

Or, at least, as free as it could get given your rather coercive circumstances.

"Come here, puppy" his voice was dark and strained as he held back pouncing on you with all the force in his body and crushing you with the violent passion that was surging like electric currents within his being right now.

He always held back on you for he knew you were far too fragile to take his raw might.

"Y- Yes sir…" You obediently answered like you had been trained to do so as you made your way to your captor and owner.

Bucky bit his lip as he sipped on his drink again, reaching out towards you before he twirled the dog tags around the index finger of his metal arm and gently pulled you in, resuming his earlier position on the bed.

Your breath hitched in your throat as your lips brushed against his. He had brought you in until you were bending over his form. Your heart was starting to thrum.

Excitement. Anxiety. Need.

"Puppy, you naughty, naughty fucking thing" Bucky rasped after making out with you a little.

The older man didn't speak before he pressed his lips onto yours and when he transferred the beer in his mouth to yours, you knew why he hadn't praised you yet.

The drink burnt its way down your throat.

Your nose scrunched a bit at the strong taste of his beer.

You weren't really allowed any adult beverages so they were almost foreign to your taste buds at this point.

"N- Need you, sir~" you were becoming more and more hormonal by the day and the man wasn't complaining.

"Is that why you put up this cute little show, huh? To seduce sir into playing with that sweet little pussy that's always so needy for him?" You couldn't help but lower your head and nod sheepishly, blushing under his dark and hungry gaze. "Aren't you becoming a cute little horndog?"

He couldn't help but smirk at the way you whined under your breath, both aroused and embarrassed.

"Aw, you don't like that, puppy?" He gently tugged at the makeshift leash. "Don't want sir to tease you?" You softly pouted as you shook your head and avoided his gaze. "Awww…" Now his hand wrapped around the rest of the chain and he jerked your head closer. "Then what do you want, puppy?"

"Y- You, sir…" You shyly looked up at him through your lashes although just for a second. "Want– need you… so, so bad."

"How bad, puppy?"

"Very bad, sir…"

He loosened up his grip but didn't let go of the silver chain.

"Get on up here and show me." You didn't need to be told twice.

"Yes sir!" You were eager as you scrambled onto his built thighs, whimpering out a shaky moan when your wet sex exposed itself due to your position and grazed against the material of his pants. "Oh…" A sound too vile for your personal comfort escaped you as you settled yourself on his lap, the upper half of your body being forced to bend towards him due to his hold on the chain.

"You like that, my little baby puppy?" Your mouth was agape as you could only nod, your own thighs trembling as you begin to slowly rub yourself against the grainy fabric of Bucky's pants.

"Love that, sir. Love it so much…" Your hand shakily grasped his metal one that was holding the chain for support, hips increasing their speed with this newfound stability and balance.

"Good puppy… good girl… good fucking girl" Bucky praised as he wrapped his hand around the chain once more, toying with one of your boobs with his other hand. "That's it, babygirl. Just like that… rub that slutty pussy all over my jeans like the desperate little toy that you are."

Fuck, he was too good with his soft, breathy praises as he stared up at you, mouth agape.

Your heavy breaths were restricted next and you could cum right there and then. As the oxygen slowly dissipated from your lungs, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and back arched when he suddenly twisted one of your nipples, eliciting a loud squeak from you.

When he finally let go of your windpipe and eased his hold on the chain, you whined upon coming to your senses when you realized that he'd lifted you off his lap.

You needed him so bad.

He was way too good at fucking you.

Though Bucky quickly shut you up with a wet kiss as he lowered you onto his cock next, remaining his hold on the dog tags all the while.

Your hands were removed from his bicep and metal arm and bound behind your back with his free hand that wasn't guiding you with your makeshift leash.

Bucky loved to restrain you; there was just something so hot seeing you tied up completely helpless at his mercy.

"That's right, fuck yourself on my cock. You look so fucking pretty when you're all dumbed out like a silly little puppy slut up on my cock…" His words had you clenching as you rocked your hips, moaning as loud as you could, shame forgotten and disposed of.

"P- Please…" You begged, too weak and sensitive to increase your pace but in desperate need to do so. "Please, sir… please… Need you… so bad… please…" Bucky tightened the chain one more time, this time not letting go until your flushed face had turned red, veins bulging out against the skin of your temples. "Th- Thank you, sir…" You whispered out like you'd been taught to do so. You were so close. Your head was about to split with emotion and anticipation of what was coming. "... L- Love you so much…" The man froze for a few moments.

He had not taught you that yet.

As oxygen was allowed back in to your brain, you almost halted when you realized that Bucky was quietly staring up at you now and had let go of both the chain as well as your hands.

Your brows furrowed, since you hadn't even realized what you had just confessed. "W- What's–"

But the man beat you to it.

Before you could ponder over it and possibly change your mind.

Bucky had tackled you onto your back.

The movement caused his thick cock to bang all the way inside your cavern, causing stars to appear in your vision.

"I love you more, puppy." Trapping both your hands above your head like he had done you -mind and body-, he resumed his hold on the dog tags and began pounding into you like an actual animal.

You best believe he did not stop for the rest of the night.

So what if you passed out a couple times?

You loved him, so he was sure you didn't mind.

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aliceinborderlandscrolls · 1 year

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How To Make A Cheshire Blush

Chishiya Shuntarō x reader

You make it your goal to see Chishiya blush

Fluff - Suggestive

I have known Chishiya Shuntarō for a little over eight months since entering the borderland. In that time I have never seen him flustered… Ever.

How is that even possible? What man could be so calm and collected that nothing makes his cheeks flush the color of strawberries? Not even when facing death does his calmness fade…

I glanced over at Chishiya who was watched the group we teamed up with mild amusement as they betrayed each other one by one. How can they all be so foolish? If only they would put their fears aside and trust one another. Maybe then we could all make it out alive and find out who the Jack of Hearts really is. This entire game was so tiresome. I sighed loudly, earning a glance from Choshiya before he returned his gaze to a man sweating profusely as he told another player their suit.

“We’ve been here for days and it’s so…” I folded my arms on the table, “Boring.” I sighed again as my shoulders slumped.

“Find something to do.” Chishiya had zero interest in my boredom and did nothing to try and entertain me.

It wasn’t his problem nor benefit him, so why should he care?

My attention found its way to the pair, Aba and Kotoko. It seemed that they have been attached to the hip quite literally since the start of the game. Studying them closely, they reminded me of a business looking man and his personal assistant.

I chuckled at the thought of all the drama and scandal they might have caused in the old world, especially if he was high up there. I watched as Kotoko pressed herself even more into Aba’s side while he looked as if he held all the power. For a moment I wondered what it would be like to be just like her. To be someone who didn’t rely solely on herself.

I suppose in a way I have some trust to Chishiya, I considered him my friend. He did treat me as a friend though. I also considered Kuina a friend and I knew she thought the same about me. My mind briefly drifted to her and I hoped that she was doing okay, alive somewhere right now.

My thoughts drifted back to Chishiya. He was cool and highly intelligent, not to mention drop dead gorgeous, but something I wonder if he would sacrifice me for his gain.

“I wonder what that feels like.” I muttered as I placed my chin in the palm of my hand.

“What?” Chishiya took a bite from his own bag of cookies as his attention flicked over to where I was looking, “To be a self righteous prick?”

“No.” I shook my head leaning on my chin, “To rely so heavily on someone to protect you that you don’t learn how to protect yourself.”

“You wouldn’t make it very far with that mentality.” Chishiya muttered, “Luckily, you’re too smart for that.”

I grinned at the small compliment from the Cheshire man. It was rare to hear praise from him even if it was usually mixed with mockery. It was in that moment that my innocent grin turned sly as I thought of the perfect thing that could keep my boredom at bay.

His brows furrowed at my smile, “Quit looking at me like that, it’s weird.”

“What if the only person I knew to keep me safe was you?” My grin turned into a smirk.

“But it isn’t?” His answer came out more of a question as he tried to figure out my plan.

“But what if?” I leaned my weight onto his side, wrapping my arms around one of his, “Would you take advantage of my undying loyalty, Shuntarō?” I could see a blush coat his cheeks and I couldn’t help, but laugh, “Of course you would, you sneaky cat.”

He nudged me off him with a grunt. I leaned closer to make sure I was seeing this right… The Chishiya Shuntarō was in fact, blushing.

“Oh my stars.” I gasped in amusement as I pressed a hand to my heart, “Is that a blush I see, Chishi?”

I did it! I thought as excitement built up inside me. I made him blush!

“No.” He looked away from me.

“I think it is.” I poked his cheek, giggling as I sat back.

My giggling died down as I looked at him. He didn’t say anything, but he seemed flustered. Is it possible that he held some kind of feelings for me?

“Chishi.” I smiled when he looked at me, “You want some?” I held up my strawberry cake roll.

He eyed me and it suspiciously before he gave a simple nod. I opened the package, breaking off a piece for him to try. I shook my head as he reached for it as I brought it up to his lips. He opened his mouth slowly as he took a bite.

“So would that make you a self righteous prick?” I teased quietly as I fed the cake to him.

He rolled his eyes and he leaned back, taking time to chew and see if he liked the cake.

“Way too much strawberry.” He mumbled after he swallowed, but continued to eat the next piece I gave him.

He returned the gesture with his own bag of cookies as we munched on the others snacks.

“I am an asshole.” He spoke without hesitation, “I am not kind. I am manipulative and I do what I must to get ahead. I don’t care about anything so why are you always hanging around me?”

“You are those things, but I think you’re wrong about how you see yourself Chishiya. You are so much more than that. You are kind, to Kuina and to me. You are manipulative, but that just means how intelligent you are in understanding everything. You can solve the hardest puzzle on earth with just a glance. You say you don’t care, but deep down I know that you do. You have just built a wall that is worth climbing because you mean more than anything in the world to me.” I answered softly.

He wasn’t able to respond as the speaker dinged.

“I believe it’s almost time.” I sighed as I looked up at the clock.

My attention turned to Kotoko who grabbed a packet of cookies… The same brand that Matsushita grabbed a few minutes ago.

“Hm…” I hummed watching what would be a meaningless passerby between the two, “Maybe I do have more undying loyalty than Kotoko.”

“Seems so.” Chishiya smirked.

I turned in my seat, brushing my hair away from my collar.

“Heart.” He said and turned so that I could tell him his suit.

“Diamond.” I repeated the symbol I saw.

“Fits us well.” He muttered standing up to begin our journey to our cells.

“Aw does that mean I have your heart Chishi?” I stepped up to him teasingly.

“You have my headache.” He stated before walking into his cell.

I entered the one beside him with a warm feeling creeping in my chest. I think it’s the other way around, I think you have my heart Shuntarō.

“Heart.” I spoke my final answer as I waited to leave the cell.

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Nectar and Bane - Pt. 1

Pairings: Hunter!König x Witch!Reader

Pt. 2

Summary: König is hired to hunt down a pesky witch by a warlock, who paints you as the most evil thing in the past three centuries. With the promise of finding true love (or, the closest thing the warlock can offer: a brainwashed woman who is forced to dote on the hunter), König sets out on his journey. However, you aren't what he was expecting at all, and he develops a newfound obsession with making you become his.

Warnings: dubcon, mentions of rape, manipulation, kidnapping, sex pollen (kinda? If you squint? not really, but better safe than sorry), corruption kink, mentions of blood and violence, mentions of consuming human organs, unrequited pining, angst at the end, death (not for main characters), cowgirl, missionary, mating press, biting, hair pulling, nipple play, power imbalance, handjob, obsessive thoughts and behaviour (please let me know if I missed any!)

Notes: thought I'd try my hand a fantasy au version of cod, or at least of König. This is really long (over 15000 words) so I split it into two parts. The next part is pretty much done, I'm just exhausted and wanted to at least crank out half. Let me know if you would like to be tagged in pt 2!

ps if anyone has any suggestions or tips on how to make collages or banners for fics, pleeeaseeee lmk

translations at the end

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Watch your every step. From the moment you step foot into those woods, you can’t trust anything you see.

That’s what the sorcerer had drilled into his head before he had begun his journey. He called you dangerous, cunning… “A sneaky, meddling bitch…” he had grumbled over the table in that crowded tavern.

Two small pouches, one of silver, one of gold, sat in between the two patrons on the table. Stains of ale and coffee rings littered the unvarnished wood. The wax of the thick candle had trickled down and formed small, hardened pools at the base – its flame flickered weakly, casting unflattering shadows against the man’s weathered features, and making the portentous hood covering König’s face only that much more ominous.

He'd listened warily as the sorcerer described the witch – you. Tens of centuries old, too much knowledge and too little wisdom to use it sensibly. You take whatever you want by whatever means possible, and your favored method was using your physical assets and the promise of sexual devotion to coerce those within your web to do your bidding. “Sometimes it’s for her personal gain – sometimes, she does it for fun.” The warlock added bitterly. “Akin to a serpent, she winds you into her embrace, and then crushes your bones before she swallows you whole, saving your heart for last.” You’d done it to him, ensnaring him into your alluring trap, before stealing his spellbooks, his potions, his most prized collections… and vanishing into thin air.

An enchantress, König had concluded.

The warlock’s request? “Kill her. And be quick with it. The sooner this earth is rid of that swine, the sooner we can all rest. And, better yet – bring me her eyes! Potent things, witches’ eyes can be – of course, that is if they’re still working. If the bitch has gone blind, don’t waste dulling your dagger. A handful of her hair would do just fine.”

König had killed much worse for much less, and this sounded like it would be on the simpler side of things. A few days’ worth of hunting and a quick, efficient kill – hopefully, one of his easier jobs, although with the way the sorcerer described you, that might not be. He’d dealt with magicians before; up until now, they had been rather boring to hunt – tedious, but nonetheless, boring. Most of the time, they tried to end him with some elaborate incantation in the few seconds remaining of their life after he’d ambushed them. His silver blade would be slicing across their throats before they could utter five syllables. They were always so intent on murdering their victims slowly and in a flashy manner. With König’s preference for a more immediate result, he was usually the one collecting the fingernails, teeth, and tongues.

(Over time, he’d had noticed that it was always sorcerers ordering the assassination of other sorcerers. He wondered why they had so much of an issue amongst themselves, but he didn’t question it. Whatever kept him fed and paid for his room, he would do it.)

The picture the warlock was painting of you, however, made you seem much craftier and more calculated. You couldn’t resist the glamorous ways of murder via magic – it was written in your nature as a witch. But you played the game with your charisma and wit, too; something magic users didn’t typically rely on (half of the time, because they weren’t charismatic, nor witty). You waited until your assailant would fall to your wicked charm, before dissecting him like nothing more than a toad for your cauldron. If not an easy kill, you at least sounded like you would be an exciting one – but König knew he could get something more from this client for killing you.

“What more can you offer me?” he asked.

The warlock chuckled. “The gold is insufficient, is it?” he leaned forward and hunched his shoulders, speaking in a hushed tone. “Tell me, what do you desire? Recognition and respect? Revenge against someone who’s crossed you? To bring back a loved one from the dead? Or, perhaps, to find a love of your own?”

König’s shoulders tensed, and the rest of the warlock’s utterances fell on deaf ears. Could he possibly give him a chance to find himself someone to love? Someone that he and only he can worship? It was true that he would be happier to live alone, in whatever way that would allow him to be independent of society… but the thought of being able to live alone with someone, someone who was devoted to him, someone who could decorate his hut with signs of life and warmth, someone with a kind smile and a sweet voice, someone who he could spend hours upon hours with, memorizing each curve of their body, the taste of their nectar on his tongue…

He called it love. Others would call him insane. He’d heard it all before – how no one would ever love him, given his profession, his awkwardness in carrying a conversation about anything normal other than how sharp his knives are, and how he uses them… that, and the fact that he never shows his face (“He must be hideous under there…” they would speculate). Nonetheless, he still craved the devotion of an obedient, warm body waiting for him in his cabin at the end of the day – once he did get a cabin. Why should he be denied what everyone else wants?

He knew he was a hypocrite; he couldn’t expect someone else to be so willing to leave everything and run away with him. Not with his insane ideations and obsessions – hell, not with who he was as a person. But if he killed enough healthy rabbits to keep her fed, and if he fucked her hard enough that her eyes rolled back into her head and she couldn’t muster enough strength to escape the mattress… would she ever care about what kind of man he was?

The warlock smiled slowly. “Of course… that’s what all of you sick bastards want.” He said, leaning back and folding his arms. “If it will seal our contract, I will give you whichever woman you choose. I’ll make her yours, and only yours, with unconditional love – even for your damned soul.”

A fair deal, König had thought. Which is exactly what had him currently trudging through the dense woods, searching for any traces of a witch – a sack with two loaves of bread and some apples hung over his shoulder, along with his well-worn tashka stuffed with the coin he had earned over time. His sword was strapped to his hip in its sheath, his dagger (a short sword, when it was compared to the average person) stuffed into the lead-lined, deerskin sheath on the side of his boot; and a pelt, heavy and thick, hung around his shoulders. All he had to his name.

König had done a day of research on you – testimonies and sightings of you ghosting the perimeter of the woods at an early age, hoping to lure some poor soul away as your very first victim. “I imagine she was a succubus in her previous life,” the warlock had spoken, “maybe too much of a whore for even the devil to handle.”

He had caught you one night by luring you to his cabin with the scent of a savory meal. Guessing by your inexperience, and the way you avoided using words as you snarled and thrashed in the warlock’s grip, he assumed you had not yet reached one hundred years old. You were still young and fresh-faced, appearing no more than twenty to human eyes. “After a few decent meals, and reintroducing her to the work of her past life – she’d settled in as the perfect student. It almost felt like having a pet.” He added with a smug smile.

König questioned how happy you were with being reintroduced to the work of your past, but he didn’t comment on it.

After living with the warlock as his student and whore for a few centuries, you turned into a strong, young witch. You didn’t care to go into town, preferring to stay at the cabin and watch over the brews whenever he had to make deliveries or run to the shops. The warlock had no complaints about your desire to stay holed up in his home – fewer people to ogle at you, fewer glimpses into a more civilized life that might tempt you to run away. He’d much rather you be a brooding, antisocial bitch, than watch one of his clients stare at you with a yellowed, lustful grin, like you were some harlot in the window of a brothel.

On one particular day, without any indication of what you were planning, he had returned home from his rounds to an empty cabin – not just empty of you, but of his potion stock, his rarest ingredients, and his most prized spellbooks. He’d run into the woods in fury, screeching your name and hurling threats into the trees around him – but you were gone. Not a trace of you could be found within a five mile radius of his home.

It was like you had never been there, save the absence of his personal belongings.

In König’s opinion, you didn’t strike him as an extremely dangerous individual. Sure, the warlock had harped on and on about how cunning and deceiving you were – but all you had done was lie to him. And from the way he had described the conditions you were under, König didn’t exactly blame you for running away. Maybe this job was a waste of his time…

Still, he couldn’t find it in him to complain, despite the nip of the mid-autumn air, and the fact that he was embarking on what might be one of the most treacherous endeavors of his career. He was getting a decent payout for it – that is, if he lived to finish the job. Additionally, the scenery was a comfort to his journey; wiry birch trees stood high and thickly clustered, their brown and black spots like ever-watchful eyes, staring at the gargantuan hunter as he moved. Their golden leaves mimicked the light of the sun, the real thing blocked out by the overcast skies. A whisper of wind flew by his ears, carrying down and blowing the leaves further along his path with a gentle sigh. As if nature herself was telling the world to be quiet, be still, and prepare for winter.

It was times like this where König became unsure of himself. What if he hated having someone else to care for? What if, deep down, he preferred the silence and the solitude? But then, the loneliness would strike him. The longing to be understood (if that was humanely possible), and the desire to have something warm, alive, and sentient to acknowledge him. It consumed him on those sleepless nights, perfectly warm by the hearth of whatever inn he resided at, yet so hollow without having someone to wrap his arms around.

A swaying movement in the branches above pulled him from his thoughts. Hanging down by a twine thread, tied to one of the spindling birch branches, was a tiny, burlap pouch. It reached a few feet above König’s head, and was drenched in a dark, thick liquid that dripped rhythmically onto the forest floor. Looking to where the drops landed, he noticed the matter on the ground was decaying – a steaming pile of rot was all that was left of the leaves that were once there.

He frowned. The trap was clever – for a witch in their first century. König had expected something a bit more dangerous for someone your age. Maybe the last hunter had been too gullible, and you stereotyped them to all be oafs. Or, maybe you were too old and couldn’t craft traps with the same skill and precision as your younger self.

He drew his dagger from his boot and quickly sliced the twine thread. The pouch dropped to the floor with a squelch, landing in the very puddle of death it had created. The liquid beneath it bubbled and hissed, and the bag soon dissolved to reveal its contents: bits of bone – a kind of reptilian foot, from the looks of it – dried pomegranate seeds, and a fuzzy layer of mold, all appearing to be drenched in some kind of blood.

He carefully stepped around the stinking mess, his eyes turning back onto the path to continue his hunt. He both hoped for and against finding more evidence of your existence. He wanted to get back to town as soon as he could, so he could hole himself up in an inn until his money began to run out – all the same, his mind craved a puzzle and a chase. Though, with how old you were, he doubted there would be much of a chase.

More leaking, swaying hex bags hung from branches as he trudged on, pointing him in the right direction. He didn’t bother to quiet the sound of the leaves beneath his footsteps – the rustling of the wind through the foliage was doing the job well enough. He held onto his dagger tightly, his other hand on his longsword, as he carefully toed through the dense forest. He had to be close – the smell of fennel and turmeric settled around his presence, along with the babbling of a nearby stream.

The sound of a distant tune danced through the trees. The voice was soft, yet clear, and whoever it belonged too was much too confident that they were alone in these woods. König wondered if it was actually you, and not some poor soul who had been foraging for the autumn mushrooms and berries – but he was nearly a day’s trek into the forest. No one would dare come out this far, unless they wanted to be alone. And, they were potentially hiding from something; their own past, perhaps.

He cautiously followed the sound of the tune, still disguising the sound of his own steps within the rustling leaves and wind. His heart thrummed with both uncertainty and excitement; he always did get too thrilled at the idea of a struggle and blood covering his hands. He took a deep breath in through his nostrils, focusing his attention on the voice that carried through the trees, pulling him closer and closer… He gripped his dagger tightly as he crept, reminding himself of the warlock’s warning: cunning, sneaky – be on your best wits.

The voice brought him to the edge of a clearing. The birch trees parted and encircled a few meters of earth, and a few bushes huddled along the far edge, dotted with purplish berries and thorned branches. A wicker basket, woven clumsily and rather lopsided, sat on the ground and caught each berry and branch that was tossed into it. A figure knelt in front of the bushes, carefully plucking the berries with thin, delicate fingers, stained purple from the juice of the berries, and nails that might need a trim soon, unless they were intended to be claws.

The cloaked figure confused König. The voice was too melodic, too clear and fresh for an old witch. He had assumed you weren’t much younger than the warlock, but still old. He remained a few yards away from you, shrouded by the trees and dense foliage outside of the clearing.

It was when you turned your head, dropping your handful of berries into the basket, revealing your face, that he realized how wrong he had been in his assumption.

Your skin was soft, he could tell even with the distance between the two of you. Your lips delicately moved as you sang your tune, your eyes sparkled in contrast to the dull autumn colors that surrounded you. Small wisps of your hair danced around your cheeks as the wind caressed it. Your entire body looked soft, warm, and pliable… exactly what he needed. Craved.

It wasn’t hard for him to imagine it: leaves tangling into your hair as he pressed his fingers around your neck, pushing you to the cold ground and watching as you gasped for air. He’d use his knife, but not to kill you. He’d drag it over your hardened nipples, watching them perk up even more at the prickling sensation, before he’d carve his name into your stomach. Smear your pretty blood all over your pretty face, watch as your eyes widen with horror, as you question how someone can be so deranged and cruel, how he can take so much pleasure in something so vile and horrible-

Or maybe, he could convince you that he just wants a fuck. You looked like you could use one – when was the last time you’d had someone’s lips on your breasts, or their cock in your cunt? It had certainly been too long for him… he couldn’t imagine how long you had gone without being thoroughly ravaged, living in these woods all alone. He could take care of that. He could be gentle, for a little while; holding your wrists above your head as he pushed you against a tree, whispering praise and encouragements into your ear, “… so gut, so Schön, genau so…” taking you from behind as your nipples perked up from the rough texture of the bark, listening to you whine and moan in that sweet voice of yours as he lets out months’ worth of pent up frustration by thrusting his cock into your warm pussy, over and over and over until you scream and tighten around his length, milking the cum right out of him as he fucks you deep, maybe sinking his teeth into the junction of your neck-

He growled quietly, palming his rapidly-growing erection as he tried to clear his head. Stay focused. Kill the witch, and then you’ll get what you want.

Remember the warlock’s promise.

Even if he didn’t need you to satisfy his needs, he could still make this interesting. Not like you could outrun him, anyway.

He stepped into the clearing, and as if by some ironic joke, the wind died down immediately. The crunch of his heavy boots was enough to make his presence known to any living thing within a mile radius.

Your singing stopped. You whipped your head in his direction, and immediately a look of fear fell upon your face. For a moment, the two of you were frozen in a staring contest. You reminded him of a doe, staring at the crossbow of the hunter you had noticed, wondering if this being was actually dangerous, or nothing you needed to worry about. He wondered what he must remind you of, and he wished to hear the panicking thoughts flitting through your mind.

Finally, you broke the trance – you gasped, stumbling backwards and awkwardly standing as you ripped a pathetic, little knife from your boot. You faced him and pointed the knife at him – you held it improperly, and if he truly wanted to make this messy, he could easily make you stab yourself in a struggle. He wondered what it would feel like when your nails dug into his rough skin, dragging marks down his forearms (or his back, if he played his cards right).

You pulled the thick cloak tighter around your body – you were tiny. Well, everything was tiny compared to König. But you were unexpectedly small. With the way the sorcerer had described you, he had expected you to reach his shoulders at least. But there you were, craning your neck to look up at him with fearful, owlish eyes.

“State your business!” You demanded, your voice cracking slightly.

König chuckled in response. You really were too pathetic for your own good, weren’t you? He took you in – your lips were pulled into a frown, parted slightly to reveal your perfect teeth, the way the fabric of your cloak quivered where it bunched in your fist… perfectly ordinary things that ordinary people do. But, besides the fact that you were a witch, something about you made it all so captivating.

“Hey!” you shouted, bringing his eyes back to your gaze. Your fear had given way to a judgmental ire. “Gods, have you ever seen a woman before?!”

König scoffed. “Woman? Yes, of course. I’ve seen witches, too. None as young as you, however.”

Your eyes widened in panic once again. You stretched your knife out towards him as he stalked over to where you stood. “S-stay back! I’ll kill you!”

Your meek threat didn’t slow him down. He continued his advance until he had corralled you against a tree, your one hand bracing against the trunk behind you, and the other holding the knife under his ribcage. The only thing between his flesh and your blade was his linen tunic, which wouldn’t do much to protect him should you decide to stab him – but were you capable of that? Your eyes were so filled with fear as they stared at him, your chin to the sky to take all of him in. Your fingers trembled around the handle of your knife as if the prospect of having to nick him made you uneasy.

“Not with magic?” he asked, his eyes flitting to the bush next to you. He plucked one of the berries between his thick, gloved fingers, rolling the onyx sphere between his thumb and middle finger before squashing it.

You pouted (a sight König could never grow tired of). “I’m not a wi-“

He snatched your forearm, and you yelped, dropping the knife to the forest floor. His fingers easily wrapped around you; he wondered how easy it would be to break it.

“Don’t lie, now.” He ordered, his eyes narrowing with a hint of annoyance. “You’re not good at it.”

He released your arms with a shove. You scrambled back with a fearful expression, swiping the blade from the ground. He watched with interest as you stood several yards away from him, pointing your weapon towards him once again.

“Fine.” You said, holding yourself a bit taller. “You’re right. What’s the crime in that?”

For a moment, König was lost. Why weren’t you trying to weaponize your magic? It was almost as if you had forgotten you weren’t a human. For someone who was supposed to be a cunning bitch, as the warlock had put it, you weren’t very smart.

“I’m not here for justice.” He replied, wiping his glove on his shirt. “Just doing my job.”

“Hunter?” you asked.

He extended his arms – gods, he could have crushed a pillar between those arms – as if presenting himself to you. “Was it not obvious?” he asked, and you could hear the smirk in his tone.

You huffed. “Well, you’re not a very good one. Most hunters don’t make conversation with their prey.”

Prey. He liked that you understood your position, that he was the one in charge here. Maybe you were a clever girl…

“I like to listen to the begging.”

“Begging?”

“For your life.” König folded his arms over his chest, inspecting you closely. The only thing you had to protect yourself was your cloak, and that hardly provided a shield against the wind. Even though you were obviously wary of him, it wasn’t wary enough. You had spoken too many words with the hunter, and had it been anyone else, you might have been dead long before now.

You seemed malleable – book-smart and spitfire, yet all too gullible. Easily manipulated. Just what he needed to brainwash you into loving him. Or, at least, being his pet. You’d never truly love him, he had come to learn that from experience. But maybe, if he could somehow convince you that you needed a big, scary man, who could protect you and fuck you nicely, it would be enough to make you stay. After all, you were too naïve to be alone out here, weren’t you?

Could the warlock perhaps make you his prize? It’d kill two birds with one stone, he could convince you to return whatever knickknacks you had stolen, and your presence would never bother anyone ever again – besides him, but of course, it would never be a bother to bed you every night.

Your expression turned sour. “I don’t beg.”

The tone of your voice sent a shiver down his cock. He’d have to pound that little attitude right out of you.

“Who hired you?” You asked indignantly. The knife in your hand had slowly lowered, now pointing at his feet. Your initial fear seemed to have worn off. Were you brave, or just that stupid?

“It doesn’t matter.” König replied.

“It does to me.”

“You don’t know? How many people have you wronged?”

You scoffed. “I haven’t wronged anyone. People just don’t like it when you call them out on their atrocities.”

König hummed. You had a point. “Your teacher – the warlock.”

For a moment, you scrunched your face in disgust. Teacher. Only a fool as mad as the warlock himself could consider he was any such figure in your life, other than a torturous one. Then, you sighed, shoulders slumping defeatedly, the knife now aimed straight at the forest floor. “That old toad can’t even kill me himself…” you muttered. “What payment did he offer you?”

“He promised me anything I desired of your possessions.” König replied, taking note of the change in your presence. He purposely left out the warlock’s promise to find him a “companion.”

“And what would you do with cursed fig seeds, or stag’s blood?” You asked, folding your arms over your chest (which, König noted, framed your breasts perfectly). “I have no gold – not enough to be a reward for the trouble of killing me.”

“He gave me three hundred gold coin, too.”

Your lips turned down into a scowl. “That’s all?! That absolute hypocrite!” You lodged your knife into the tree behind you and placed your hands on your hips. “I took everything from him, save that disgusting old shed he called home, and that’s all he’ll pay to kill me?!”

Your outburst pulled König from his obsessive staring. “You’re… insulted?”

You turned back to him and huffed. “Well, obviously.” You retorted. “I stole all he had to his name, and he treats me like a fly buzzing in his ear. I deserve a bit more recognition than three hundred gold coin.”

“You admit to it, then.” König said, stepping closer. You appeared to be too angry to notice how near the hunter was to you. “You are a thief.”

You laughed – a sound that König did not expect to be so sweet. “I’ve done much worse than thieving, mind you.” You shook your head. “And he’s done even worse to me.” You sighed, pulling the dagger from the tree trunk and sheathing it back into your boot.

Once again, he was reminded of how small you were. Why weren’t you afraid of him? Sure, you had the advantage of magic while he did not, but you weren’t even acting defensively anymore. You treated him like a traveler who had stumbled across your path, starting up conversation and sharing your story.

“What has he done?” he asked, his interest in you growing by the second. An outcast, despised, hated by others. He felt that the two of you were kindred spirits, and he would not risk losing a connection so rare – one he had never felt.

“You mean he didn’t even tell you?” you said, sounding more hurt than anything else.

“He did.” König sheathed his own dagger as a peace offering. “But I’m coming to think he was not entirely truthful.”

You sighed, looking down at your basket, then back at König. “I suppose I could tell you, since he brought you all this way to kill me. Walk with me – but keep your dagger away. And if you try anything, I’ll slit your throat. Understood?”

He suppressed the urge to laugh. Could you even reach his throat? “The warlock said you would lure me away to your hut, and carve out my heart.”

You huffed disappointedly, walking back to the bush near König. Completely calm, like he had only ever come up to you with the intention of finding a friend. “And yet, he’s still alive, after all the chances I had to kill him. We can stay outside of my hut, if it eases your mind. I’ll let you make your own tea, too. But if you aren’t set on killing me right this minute, I really should return to start drying these out.” You held up your basket. “Before too much time passes, and I can no longer use them.”

König had never given his prey more than a few moments to try and beg their way out of his crushing hands. He couldn’t believe he had even given so much lenience to your baseless trust in him – what he should have done was take the opportunity to grab your face and snap your neck. But he was starting to doubt the warlock’s testimony; you were a thief, yes, but had you really committed any crime? Or were you simply just taking the revenge you deserved from your captor – or, as the warlock called himself, your master?

König sighed. He gestured his hand out, signaling for you to lead the way.

You frowned. “First, give me your word.” You demanded.

“I will not harm you.” He said, with a hand over his heart. He didn’t care about forcing you to make the same promise – you were harmless enough. He did, however, make sure to avoid saying that he wouldn’t touch you. Although he was developing a few ounces more of respect for you, who knows? Maybe you would find a reason to drag him into your hut and satisfy both of your needs – and, if he was lucky enough to get that far, maybe you’d offer for him to spend the night in a warm bed, and he could be saved from sleeping on the cold earth for one night.

His word seemed promising enough to you. Threading your arm through the handle of the basket, you began marching through the woods, watching the ground carefully as you stepped over roots and twigs.

König followed by your side, watching you from the corner of his eye. You really were helpless – all it would take is a strong push from him, and you’d be tumbling down, maybe hitting your head on a stone, or rolling down the mountainside until your neck snapped. Even if the fall didn’t kill you, he could easily land one hit to your chest and pierce your lungs with your own ribs. But here you were, worrying more about the uneven forest floor than the lumbering creature by your side.

“What did he tell you?” you asked, pulling him from his fantasies. “About the beginning, when he took me.”

König laughed in pity. “He made it sound like he caught you, not that he took you.”

You sighed. “He didn’t catch me… well, I suppose he did. More like how animals are caught.” You adjusted your grip on the basket, still watching the ground beneath you. “I was the botanist’s assistant before he came along. Stared at me like I was naked. He would come more often than he needed to - asked me where I was from, who my father was – things I didn’t understand why he needed to know. I still don’t.”

König didn’t understand himself. He continued to listen, the sounds of his footsteps drowning out your quiet ones. He began to wonder just how much of the warlock’s testimony was true.

“He came to the shop one night.” You continued to recount the story. “I was lighting the lanterns in the greenhouse. It was storming, and I didn’t hear him. He bludgeoned me and dragged me into the streets like I was some sort of animal.” You paused, turning your own words over in your head. “I suppose I was, to him.

He brought me back to his cabin – that’s when he started the curse. All I remember when waking up is feeling sick. I tried to stand, but it- everything felt heavy, like I was stuck in mud. I managed to crawl outside, and he was there. Saying my father wouldn’t recognize me, that he had killed the old lady at the botanist, that everyone would think that I had killed her… that I would be burned if I returned to the village. That I would forever be an outcast as long as I lived – as a witch. As what he made me.”

You paused again, for longer this time. König looked down at you, observing how your face twisted in… disgust? Anger? Your eyes were somewhere else, possibly somewhere where you could light the world on fire, drain the life from everyone who had ever done you wrong. König had felt that same hatred before, and he had learned to let it pass. You were still stuck there, wishing you could drive a blade into the warlock’s neck – and more.

“You stayed, then?” König asked, returning his gaze to the trees before him. “Why?”

You scoffed. “It’s not like I could go anywhere, not during the change. For the first fortnight, I couldn’t do anything but crawl on the ground and wail. And he let me – I’d get to the edge of the woods, and he’d be there to drag me back. Drug me into the hut at night and held me, fucked me, saying he was protecting me and similar bullshit. Of course, he was right; at that moment, I was as good as dead if I had ventured out on my own. And once I’d gotten my strength back, I was still a new witch. I’d never be accepted into the village – witches never are, despite the warlocks being the vile ones – and I had no idea how to live as one. So I relied on him for a while, until I knew enough to make it out on my own.”

König hummed in thought. Despite the initial desire to snatch you himself and have his way with you, his fists clenched at the thought of you being dragged around by the warlock. This life wasn’t one you had chosen, and yet the very person who had forced it upon you was killing you for it. It made something within him boil, something deep and buried, that he had thought had been tucked away for good.

You didn’t deserve any of this. He was fighting with himself in that moment, but the desire to show you what you should have been given was consuming him. He wanted to tell you that he knew what it was to be an outcast, he knew what it was like to feel lonely and crave being alone at the same time. To wish that you had the power to hurt anyone you deemed deserving of it, yet to have that someone who would never hurt you.

He would do it. He would be that person for you, he would be the one to kill for you. He knew he was getting ahead of himself – after all, he was hired to kill, you, not fall for you. And he knew it was just another one of his delusional fantasies… but he couldn’t help himself. You were like him, which was something that he had not yet been able to find. Something primal in him told him to sink his teeth in, to hold onto you until you stopped your struggling and realized that this would be good, for the both of you.

He was insane. But did it matter what he was, as long as he could give you what you needed?

“So, yes-“ you continued, bringing König out from the depths of his thoughts. “- I stole from him. Took the books he used to teach me, maybe a few ingredients for potions, a few seeds to start my own garden… but compared to what he took from me, I might as well have taken a loaf of bread.”

You stopped suddenly, and König came to a halt beside you. You nodded your head to the scene before you. “It’s not much, but it’s home.”

König looked ahead: the trees parted into another clearing, larger this time. A rickety hut leaned against a wall of rock, made of thin, birch logs and mud slathered on top to keep out the wind. In the center of the clearing was a large stone, positioned near a pile of ash and rocks. A log lay near it, possibly another place for someone to sit. A small garden sat closer to the creek before your hut – it didn’t look to be doing very well, but that was expected as winter approached.

By the creek, there was a large, twisted oak. Its roots hung directly off of the bank and down into the water. Its leaves had fallen to the earth and mingled with the rest of the foliage by now – the entire thing had crimson paths winding around it, hauntingly similar to blood-filled veins. Several pieces of clothing and fabric hung from the branches and swayed in the autumn wind.

As you marched ahead, placing your basket down by the makeshift firepit and disappearing into the hut, König took a few, cautious steps forward. He was both charmed by the simplicity of it, and despondent that you were forced into this lonesome sort of life. He wanted to drag you from this measly hovel and show you something better.

But how? He was no better off than you were. All his earnings were spent on a room at the nearest tavern and a decent amount of ale to help him fall asleep. He never cared about having a home, as long as he had a place to keep out the cold. He didn’t think it would be good enough to drag you back to the village and convince you to spend the night with him in a thin-walled, noisy inn… but, even if he didn’t end up killing you today (something that seemed more and more likely with each passing second), he refused to leave you in this hell. If it was a cozy cabin, built so far away from civilization for the sole purpose of privacy and comfort, he could understand. Maybe even plead his case to you so you would let him stay. But this – this was a last resort. A broken down spot in the woods that you made for your banishment, for hiding. This wouldn’t do.

Call him insane. Call him crazy, hopeless, sick in the head… maybe his desires were founded on the thought that he would give you what he had never received.

You emerged from your hut, the thin, wooden door clanging shut behind you. You looked at him with a puzzled expression. Why was he still standing at the edge? You wrapped your cloak tighter around yourself and made your way over to him, your hair blowing across your face.

He watched as you stopped in front of him, your brow creased with question. Your head tilted back to look up at him, yet any traces of fear that you had shown earlier were gone. You looked at him like you’d known him for the past hundred years. It made his heart ache within his chest.

How could anyone have painted such a wretched picture of the woman who stood before him?

“Is everything alright?” you asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Like I said before, if you’d rather we stay outside-“

König interrupted you, reaching down and grabbing the sides of your arms firmly. You sucked in a breath warily, but you were still not afraid of him.

“I- you-“ Scheisse, what is he trying to say? He wanted to take you away, he wanted to show you how similar the both of you were to each other, he wanted to show you what (he thought) love was – slow, gentle, possessive, and strong. He wanted to keep you in his pocket, both to keep you safe from the world, and to make sure you couldn’t be taken from him. He wanted you, you, you –

This is insanity. He knew it. But that didn’t stop the fire in his chest, and the questionable throbbing in his trousers.

You knew. Your eyes said everything as they softened, as your lips pressed together into a knowing, sad smile. Were you going to turn him down? Would you say that you preferred it this way, that you liked being alone and living like a prisoner on the run? You took his face in his hands, and he had a foreboding sense in his gut that you might tell him to leave.

Quickly but gently, he cupped one hand at the back of your neck and pulled himself down to you, pressing his lips to yours before you could speak. It was only right, he thought, as he held the kiss – you didn’t understand that he could help you, he could build the life you deserved and keep you safe from any other hunters and warlocks. He placed his other hand on your lower back and pulled you in, moving his lips against your own and praying you wouldn’t deny him.

Like an angel answering his prayers, you tilted your head and wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your toes and kissing him back. He tugged his teeth at your bottom lip, and you so graciously allowed his tongue to slip past your teeth, letting him taste you. He whined, flooded with relief that you didn’t try to shove him away and call him deranged.

His cock was quickly growing hard, but he ignored it. Right now, he needed to figure out exactly what he needed to say to make you-

A raven’s call tore through the air, piercing his thoughts. It was much too close than any bird would naturally be.

He tried to turn his head in its direction, but you dug your fingers into his hair, making him stutter and freeze on the spot. He grabbed your hips, about to pry you away-

You pressed your lips firmly to his, and he heard you faintly muttering incoherent words against him. The world around him was suddenly showered with colors: purples like the berries that had stained your fingers, oranges like the leaves that were scattered across the ground, silvers like the thick clouds that blanketed across the sky… The black spots on the birch trees suddenly blinked and flitted across his vision; thousands of them stared at him, and he heard your sweet laughter echoing in the distance as the world spun, spun, spun…

He felt the cold earth press to his cheek, and the last thing he remembered was a sickening ache in his stomach.

He should have heeded the sorcerer’s warning.

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

"… so gut, so Schön, genau so…”

... so good, so beautiful, just like that...

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in you, i trust | mick schumacher social media au

pairing: mick schumacher x reader

after the it couple of formula 1 go months without any interactions, the fans start to speculate what's going on. there's no way mick and you are over...right?

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wagupdatesf1 (ex?)Girlfriend of Mercedes Reserve Driver, Mick Schumacher seen with a man during her Cabo trip - pictures taken 14 hours apart

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f1 Mick Schumacher is going to drive father Michael's @mercedesamgf1 W02 from the 2011 season at the Goodwood Festival of Speed! ✨

Now this, is special 🥹

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yourusername As many of you know, I spent majority of 2021 and 2022 traveling the world with Mick for formula 1. Because of that, my life was put on hold. While I cherish those days, I lost sight of who I was.

Six months ago, Mick and I amicably decided to take a break. While the decision wasn’t easy, it was what was best for both of us as we both were in transitional points in our lives. During this time, I have traveled the world, for myself, and started to journal what I learned from locals, friends and strangers. Early on into this journey, I realized that my experiences were something that should be shared as I know we all go through times times when we feel lost and unsure of who we are.

‘In Me, I Trust’ is available now and is a collection of my stories, thoughts and advice. I hope you take what you need from it ♡

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on the run | one

♤ summary: she's an infamous bank robber, and he's the only detective that's been able to get close to her. he was never apart of her plans. but he's got his clutches in her and she can't let go. a geto suguru au

♢ warnings: this story will contain descriptions of violence, destructive behavior, toxic behavior, illegal activities, sexual content, death. use of weapons. forbidden romance

♧ aw smut, shower sex, p in v, unprotected sex, dirty talk, both are being manipulative in their own ways, cum play, choking if you squint, I think that's all tbh its all so numb to me at this point. if I missed any pls let me know!

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♧ carlile speaks:chapter one is finally here! I hope you're all as excited as I am. @celestie0 did get a lil sneaky sneaky bc I can’t resist her reactions! but based off of said reactions, I'm thinking you're all going to like this one! enjoy my babies!

♡: previous part | you are here | next part

You often sat back and thought of how you and Suguru came to meet. The infamous meeting outside the bank that nobody ended up knowing about. Then, looking at now, the “home” you’ve created in this hotel room. Suguru, still under the guise of the detective on your case, the hotel room in his name is down the hall; he never actually stayed in there. He’d never let you out of his sight long enough to sleep in a different room. It’d been that way since that very day. You’ve been attached ever since. Over the course of your time together, he’d learned almost everything about you. Or so he’d thought. You told him a plethora of information; but not all of it was your information. Bits and pieces of people’s identities you’d stolen in your time as The Red Queen. Bits and pieces of your truth mixed in with their truths. You’re still not sure if you’d tell him the truth now, for you fear how he’d look at you now after trusting you so much.

Much to your initial dismay.

Being attached to a cop was less than ideal. He didn’t understand your lifestyle. He was details and late night stake outs. You were lavish and luxury.

And a criminal. But semantics.

It took a lot of convincing for him to let you continue your scores; he was not too keen on it. But with the promise of him being able to help, he eased up on the opportunity.

In your mind, everyone usually got their items back. If they met your demands. Usually a large lump sum of money transferred into an untraceable off-shore account that would then be deposited into another untracable account that only you had access to, but was in a fake name.

Suguru was not a part of your plans. Then again, neither was getting caught and taken by him. But then again falling for him was the furthest thing from your plans.

That first night, he’d handcuffed you to the bedpost, and just talked your ear off. Talked about his investigation against you. Talked about the late nights he’d spent thinking over the details he couldn’t get right. He somehow thought you were fake; an idea. He thought you were just a guise someone used because nobody had ever really seen you.

Nearly a week in, you tried to resist his charm. Tried to resist him. He was just so drawn to you. He was undoubtedly gorgeous. But he was quite literally the enemy. He could change his mind any time and take you in. Of course you don’t understand how he really feels for you, but he’s not too keen on showing you how much just yet. He needed to gain your trust first; and you his.

Suguru was a sweet talker. Oh boy was he. “C’mon, pretty,” he’d smirk at you. “Know you want some,” he’d hold out some of the california roll he’d been eating. The sauce sticking to the corner of his lip. The pad of your thumb reaches up absentmindedly and swipes it away, tucking the appendage into your mouth while maintaining eye contact.

His eyes darkened at the sight. He’d ravish you here and now if you’d let him. “Mm, no thank you. I got enough from your mess,” you giggle, gesturing to his face.

He chuckles in response. “Well, you haven’t eaten anything since I brought you here. You have to eat something, Ru.”

“Ru?” you look at him with puzzled eyes. “Where did that even come from?”

“It’s cute and suits you.”

“I’ve never had someone describe anything about me as ‘cute’ you grumble, shifting to tuck your knees underneath you on the bed.

“Mm, and how else would they describe you?” he asks, inching closer to your side of the bed.

“Wouldn’t you like to know, detective,” you giggle, tucking his hair behind his ear. His breath hitches at the ghosting of your fingers over the skin of his face. You smirk. His skin heats up. You full on smile. “What’s wrong, Suguru? Cat got your tongue?”

“You’re making it very difficult to keep my composure,” he’s turning and swinging his legs over the side of the bed, facing away from you. You take the opportunity to lift up on your knees, placing your free hand on his shoulders. “Ruby,” he warns.

“What, detective,” you whisper in his ear. You have him where you want him. He just needed to trust you before you could make your move.

He reaches up, grasping your wrist and pulling you as he shifts his seating on the bed, forcing you to lay across his lap looking up at him. “That’s enough,” he says, eyes somehow a darker shade of brown.

“I was just getting started,” your big doe eyes looking up at him, a sly smile on your face. You reach up, cradling the side of his face. If you can get him to trust you this way, maybe he’ll take the handcuffs off and you can get back to your life. “C’mon, detective. Live a little,” you mirror his words back to him.

“You have no idea what you’re asking for,” he says darkly, tracing the features on your face with his pointer finger.

“Think i can handle it,” you close your eyes as he starts leaning down towards you, eyes locked onto your lips.

Sliding out from underneath you, he dips his knee into the mattress, leaning over you, trailing his hand up your side. His fingertips teasing your hips and ribcage, making your breath catch from the tickle sensation.

“Mm, is she ticklish?” he asks more to himself, leaning down near your ear. “I can work with that” he whispers, taking your lobe into his mouth, the post from your earring colliding with his tongue ring.

“Please,” a strangled moan leaving your spit slicked lips as he attaches his lips to your neck. He chuckles against the skin.

“Please, what?”

“Please, touch me,” you whisper. He suspiciously eyes you from above, not entirely convinced of your change in heart.

“Do you think I’m dumb?” he asks, standing from the bed, making you roll off the side, wrist still bound to the post. You stand to look him in the eye across the bed. You’re fuming at this point.

“No, I think you’re a pain in my ass who threw a giant wrench into my plans, and for what? You’re not turning me in. You have me handcuffed to this bed, which only makes me think even worse things about you,” his eyes soften at that. He doesn’t want you to think he’d ever do something like that. “And you haven't told me anything,” With that, you take your seat back on the bed.

“I’m just trying to keep you safe,” he whispers.

You laugh. I mean full on cackle. Tears start trickling down from all the laughter. “That’s rich, Detective. You don’t even know me.” you’re snapping at him now, He just lets you yell at him. You don’t understand the severity of what he’s doing. “How is kidnapping me and keeping me here with you, keeping me safe? There are people who expect me to get jobs done, Suguru. All you’re doing is putting both of us in danger.”

“Someone’s been trying to kill you,” he says matter of factly, sitting back down on the bed, facing away from you again.

“Y-you’re lying,” leaves your lips in the form of a whisper. No. Who would be trying to kill you? You thought you’d left everything in good standing when you decided to leave and drop the Red Queen title. You’d been trying to make a name for yourself, even though your entire MO is to not be seen or noticed.

“I’m not,” he promises, raising his right hand into the air, “Scouts honor.”

“W-who would want me dead?” you ask, more so to yourself than to him.

“A lot of people,” he quips. Suguru turns and faces you again, sliding closer to you on the bed.

“Okay, well I could have told you that. Who specifically to make you think a complete stranger needed your help,” the tone of your voice growing more and more irritated with each word.

“Toji Fushiguro.” leaves him in the form of a whisper.

Toji? Your Toji? There’s no way. He was your saving grace when you decided to leave and go off by yourself. He was the one who helped you. He was your best friend. Or so you thought. How could Toji betray you this way? Maybe staying here for a while isn’t such a bad idea. But you still need him to trust you. “Now I know you’re lying. Toji would never try to kill me,”

“Would you like to see the file I have?” he asks, motioning over towards his wall of evidence, the table beneath it covered in manilla folders and loose pieces of paper, pictures and crumpled up newspapers.

“Will you take the handcuffs off?” you ask, a flicker of hope flashing in your eyes.

“Well what would be in that for me?” he asks darkly, his hand reaching to caress the side of your face. You lean into his touch. Right where you want him.

“Would you like a continuation of earlier? Perhaps in the shower this time?” you grip his wrist, pulling his touch from your face, nodding your head towards the bathroom.

“Mm, now you’re speaking my language.” he grins at you, sliding to get off the bed again.”How can I trust you though?” he asks, fingers grazing over the handcuffs.

“You just told me you have proof that my best friend is trying to kill me. I don't think I have a good excuse to be alone with that in my head.” You lean down and kiss him. He’s taken aback but kisses you anyways.

“Best friend?” he asks, reattaching your lips. He pulls the key from his pocket, sliding it into the slot and unlocking your wrist. Taking it in his hold, he rubs the red marks left behind.

“How sweet,” you internally roll your eyes.

“Well, former best friend. He’s my ex’s business partner but he was always my friend when I was there,” You roll the two of you over so you’re straddling his hips, keeping your lips connected., sitting up, wrapping his arms around your middle, holding you as close to him as possible. He places his hands under your thighs, standing from the bed as he walks you to the bathroom. Setting you down on the floor, beginning to take your top off.

“Your ex?” he asks, reaching for the button of your jeans.

“Mhm,” you assist him in the removal of his shirt after sliding your jeans down your legs. Suguru leans into the shower, setting the water to a good temperature before returning to you.

“You’re sure about this?” he asks, slipping his fingers under your bra straps to help you pull it from your body.

“So sure,” a sly smile forms on your face. You lean up, attaching your lips again as you reach to unbutton his dress pants, pushing the material down his legs. Right where you want him.

“Which ex?” Suguru breathes out, your lips wrapped around his cock.

“You really wanna ask me that question right now?” He nods down at you. “Mm, detective, hasn’t anyone ever taught you about time and place?” you tease him, licking up the underside of his dick. “I’ll tell you after, if you excite me.”

“Oh, Ruby. You have no idea.”

His hands find a grip in your hair, guiding your mouth up and down his length. His moans fill the air as well as the gurgles falling from your lips. “S-shit, Ru, th-that’s so g-ood,” his voice breaks, the feeling of your throat engulfing his every thrust has his head in the clouds.

“Gonna cum down my throat, Detective?” You ask, pulling yourself off. Offering a stream of spit onto his cock, circling both of your hands up and down as you suckled on the tip.

He nods frantically, “If you don’t want that, better stop now.”

You double down, speeding up the motions of your hands, swirling your tongue over and over the tip. ‘Gimme your cum,” you moan around his cock.

“Oh, f-fuck, Ru,” he’s breathless, “C-cumming!” moans escape him, his hands tightening in your hair. Right where you want him

Running your hands up and down his cock, milking every last drop of his cum onto your tongue.

“D-don't swallow it yet,” he breathes. But you’re one step ahead. You dribble his cum back onto his length, using it as lube to continue jerking him off. “Ohh, you filthy girl.”

“The filthiest,” you moan, taking him into your mouth again.

“J-Jesus, Ru, you’re so good.”

“I know,” you gloat a little, standing from your spot on the floor; keeping your hands on his cock, jerking and jerking and jerking him off, “But now it’s your turn to impress me.”

Suguru pulls you into the shower with him, swiping his tongue over your bottom lip, inviting your tongue into his mouth. He searches every crevice of your mouth, tasting every bit of himself on your tongue.

He sinks to the floor, slinging one of your legs over his shoulder. “I’ll have you reeling in no time, Ru.” Right where you want him. Wasting no time, he dives right in. Tongue slipping between your folds; nose bumping your clit in a delicious rhythm. One of your hands finds the shower wall, while the other anchors in his raven colored hair. Pulling his hair tie off, letting his long hair cascade around his shoulders, and frame that face, He looks angelic. Mouth full, eyes closed; he looks like a dream when he’s quiet. Although you appreciate the vocalness when it’s because of you. “Tastes so sweet,” he groans, reattaching himself to your cunt.

“Might be the sweetest thing i’ve ever had.”

“Hm, now you’re just trying to seduce me,” you tease him, running your fingers through his hair.

“What gave you that idea?” he grins up at you, sliding two of his fingers up your leg, tantalizingly slow, before having them join his tongue; prodding into your depths to make you a mewling mess before him.

“F-uck, suguru, right there.”

“I had a feeling,” he gins against your cunt, sliding his face all around the surface; really getting in there; making your back press against the wall for support. You’re close to losing your footing until his other hand slides up your hip, holding you firmly in place against the wall.

“D-Don’t you dare stop,” leaves you in the form of a moan.

“What’ll happen if I do,” he’s teasing you now. He’s got you right where he wants you.

“I’ll–k-kill you,” both hands are tangled into his now soaking wet hair. Looking down into his eyes, there's a glint of lust in there at your threat.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he winks up at you, “But, I’d like to see you try, Ru.”

“Fuck you–hggn, oh god–Keep, go-oing, so close,”

“I got you, sweetheart. Give it all to me,” he coos, working you up into your release. His hand smooths down the expanse of your tummy before his thumb settles on your bundle, rubbing fast circles to milk every ounce out of you and onto his tongue.

“Oh, Oh g-god, Suguru,” you’re a panting mess above him, he just watches on with lustful eyes; reveling in the fact that he’s got you under his thumb.

Literally.

“Yeah? Gonna give me another?” he asks, diving back in with his tongue, You attempt to push his head away, but he’s got the upper hand since your legs feel like jello.

“C-can’t. Need a minute,” you slump against the wall, fingers gone limp in his hair.

“Oh, but where’s that attitude now? Hm?” He stands from his spot on the floor, hiking your leg over his hip.

“She’s still here, just gotta catch her breath for a second.”

“Mm, no time for that I’m afraid,” he swipes the tip of his cock through your folds, gathering some of the water and arousal left behind. He searches your eyes, asking for silent permission. Nodding your head, he begins to ease his way inside; albeit slowly due to his size and your less than active sex life lately. “S-such a tight squeeze, Ru,” he pants into your mouth, “N-not sure if I’ll fit,”

“M-make it fit, Detective,” with that, he smiles down at you, pulling himself from your cunt and spins you around to face the tile wall. Suguru presses your chest to the wall, commanding you to keep your hands–“Just about, here”--on either side of your head, palms flat against the wall. Pulling your hips back to get that perfect arch for him, hes swiping his cock through your folds once again,

“Make it fit, you say?” he teases from behind you, offering a smack on your right buttcheek, “Don’t mind if i do,” and he’s pressing in. No resistance, just presses inside, holding your hips firmly in place so you can’t escape the sensation. Cries and pleas of ‘oh my god, more,’ leave your lips at every inch that makes its way inside of you. Suguru reaches around you, stimulating your clit once again to help with the sting; stilling his hips against your ass once he’s fully sheathed. “Gimme a kiss,” he moans out, pulling your head back by the nape of your neck to sloppily cover your mouth with his.

“Sugu,” a moan falls from your lips.

“Ooh, that’s a new one. I think I like that,” he teases once again. “Need something, Ru?”

“M-move, p-please.”

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” he slides his arm across your chest, holding you back against him as he begins a brutal pace with his hips. Over and over, his hips collide with your backside. Every thrust feels harder than the last. He’s got your head spinning. Every nerve ending feels like its been set ablaze; a fiery sensation begins pooling in your gut with the combined feeling of his length pressing every good angle inside your pussy, mixed with the feeling of his fingertips on your clit; plus the fact that your air supply is now getting restricted as the arm that was across your chest reaches up to firmly grasp the front of your throat in a headlock. You topple over the edge, seizing against his body in his hold. “There’s a good girl,” he praises you, “Gonna let me cum inside this sweet pussy? Hm?”

“Uhuh, mhm,” you choke out, “Fill me up.”

“With pleasure, Ru,” and he’s emptying himself deep inside; squeezing every ounce he can into your sensitive depths. Every drag along your plush walls has all of his nerves on fire as he begins to come down.

“Now, which ex were you talking about?” He asks, pulling himself out, watching in awe as his cum spilled out of you.

“Oh my god, you’re still thinking about that after what we just did?” You ask, wrist reattached to the bedpost for an entirely different reason.

“Mhm, wanna know who I have to make you forget,” he smirks down at you, reaching to unlock your wrist for the second time tonight.

“I wish you could, if I’m being honest. I hate him,” your voice quiet.

“Who is he?” His fingers rub circles on your wrist.

“Ryomen Sukuna,” your voice shakes; his face pales. “The Red King.”

That night was almost a year ago though. You and suguru have been secretly ‘seeing each other’, though the other still has no idea of the other's intentions, while you wait out the plan you’ve made against Toji.

But after you’d asked him one question, you’re certain your feelings changed in that moment.

“Why do you always call me Ru?”

“Probably the same reason you call me Sugu,” he smirks at you, swiping a piece of your hair behind your ear as you two lay in bed after a long love making session after another successful score of yours. “Ru is short for Ruby, but it's also the ending of my name. Sugu, Ru. I have a hard time believing it's a coincidence that we met.”

“Well duh, you’d been tracking me for almost a year, remember?”

“Hush,” he kisses the crown of your head as it lays on his chest. You turn to look into his eyes, “I call you Ru because..You complete me. Just like how you complete Suguru,” he places a kiss on your nose, “You were made for me, Y/N.”

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dollfacerecs · 8 months

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— min ⋆ yoon ⋆ gi

myg fic recommendation list by clover. 🍀 ↓

♡ = smut ; ♤ = angst ; ♧ = fluff ; ♕ = favorite

main list

♢ vows ; ♡, ♤, ♕ // completed — by @hamsterclaw

⇝ arranged marriage, enemies to lovers // i’ve read this a few times and i love it sm. don’t forget to go to yoongi’s masterlist to find the drabbles to this (scroll down till u see vows and u’ll see all the drabbles)

♢ monachopsis ; ♡, ♤ // series — by @personasintro

⇝ husband’s brother, sperm donor // yoongi is so fucking hot in this holy shit. imagine your husband begging his estranged brother to donate his sperm and the brother’s only condition is that he gets to fuck you raw. hello????? i love mimi so much man shes such a sickening author.

♢ away from you ; ♡, ♤ // series — by @personasintro

⇝ shitty marriage, second chance // i love the development, the angry sex, the makeup sex, the dialogue, the interactions. just chefs kiss. + dilf(asshole)!yoongi like whats not to laugh.

♢ 3 tangerines ; ♡, ♤, ♧ // series — by @kithtaehyung

⇝ big brother’s best friend, fwb // ughh such a good fic. i still need to catch up but everything up to what i read is outstanding. so sneaky :p

♢ cybersex ; ♡, ♤ // one-shot — by @gimmethatagustd

⇝ callgirl, big brother’s best friend // again, brother’s best friend au I KNOWWW but trust me guys. oooooof when yoongi finds out the girl he’s been having phone sex with is YOU i was punching my walls.

♢ look down on me like that ; ♡, ♤ // series — by @here2bbtstrash

⇝ producer!yoongi, enemies to lovers // so fuckin good. the tension, the pining i kinda went crazy over this one. i still need to finish tho so no spoilers

♢ take five ; ♤, ♧ // completed — by @jiminrings

⇝ dermatologist!yoongi, co-workers // guys when i tell you this tickles my brain so good. the yearning and the stubbornness from both sides UGHH. i love this sm

♢ yoongi’s lullaby ; ♤ // one-shot — by @jiminrings

⇝ soulmates, unrequited love // if ur looking for pure angst just read this tbh

♢ perpetual datejust ; ♤, ♧ // one-shot — by @jiminrings

⇝ model!yoongi, mutual pining // again… just angst. pain. love it tho.

♢ in the darkest little paradise ; ♡ // drabble — by @sunnebeam

⇝ gangster!yoongi, sexworker!reader // just some good ole pwp. who doesn’t like gangster!yoongi pwp tho like….

♢ after hours ; ♡, ♤, ♧ // ongoing — by @archivedkookie

⇝ basketballcaptainfuckboy!yoongi, unrequited love // guys like the angst is so heartwrenching the way reader is so pathetically in love w him and he’s just nonchalant in everything he does UGHHH pls read its saur gewd.

♢ pending…

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thebiscuitlabryinth · 2 months

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Nowadays, Pure Vanilla has gotten used to his sleep fluctuating wildly between turbulent dreams and sleep like the void itself has swallowed him whole. It seems like a game of chance whenever he rests his head down, and neither option leaves him any less tired the next morning.

Today, his dreams are absurd, swirling and spilling into each other, and vividly upsetting in a way he can't identify. He shut his eyes tight, but that doesn't block out the rest of his senses. He can hear begging, crying, shouting, and the scent of something burning and wilted lilies clashes in the air, creating a suffocating smell that winds around him slow. It is awful, but it is slightly less so, now that he knows how to recognise when he is in a dream. More importantly, he has a question, and he is more than aware of Shadow Milk's lingering presence.

"You founded the study of Dark Moon Magic, didn't you?"

It is a soft question, but one that is sure of itself. Instantly, the sounds and smells and sensations that had been plaguing Pure Vanilla disappear. Pure Vanilla keeps both his eyes closed for the time being, just in case. Tonight, his staff is absent like a missing leg, and he misses the added security of being able to look through it.

"Oh, come on! Don't interrupt the scene, we were just getting to the good part!" Shadow Milk's voice responds with frustration, the sound coming from all sides. It is precisely because it comes from all sides that Pure Vanilla keeps his eyes closed, not quite trusting that the shards of his nightmares have been fully swept away. He doesn't want to find out what Shadow Milk could possibly consider to be 'the good part' amidst the sounds of suffering and anguish.

Instead, Pure Vanilla sighs. "It was your choice to stop everything when I asked that, wasn't it? You can't blame me for that."

"Bzzt! Wrong! I can blame you because you did interrupt. It doesn't matter what I did in response, a disruption is a disruption." Shadow Milk declares loudly, voice a little rougher, as if he was daring Pure Vanilla to argue back. But his voice is now only coming from one source, right in front of him, so Pure Vanilla cautiously opens his eyes to check the surroundings.

He finds himself in the library of Blueberry Yogurt Academy, and nostalgia eagerly rears its head within him, somewhat surprised. He's stood beside a littered table, surrounded by the deep blue bookshelves of his youth and the comforting smell of aged paper. The details blur a little past that, some of the shelves lighter, more like the bookshelves in his chambers in the Vanilla Kingdom, leaving it less like a perfect replica and more like a collage made out of bits and pieces of his lifetimes' worth of memories, but it is mostly the Blueberry Yogurt library.

Shadow Milk is across the table from him, tutting when Pure Vanilla takes too long to reply. He leans his elbows on the table, propping his chin on the bridge of his linked fingers. "Sneaky, silly-Vanilly, trying to use me to get out of your funny little nightmares. Very, very sneaky."

"It worked, didn't it?" Pure Vanilla says, a bit stiffly, because that had never been his main intention, mostly because Shadow Milk isn't nice enough for him to think it would work. No, his main intention is genuine curiosity, and that is exactly why he continues to prod. "...You didn't answer my question."

"Because it's a stupid one." Shadow Milk hums back, tilting his head to the side. He tilts it far enough that his cheek is now resting against his hands instead of his chin. "You should be able to figure that out yourself. Didn't I already tell you where my home is?"

Pure Vanilla doesn't answer for a moment, laying a tentative hand on the edge of the table as he tries to squint at the papers across its surface in the dim lamplight. It takes him a second to realise that they're all forbidden texts on Dark Moon Magic, and when he does, he murmurs back. "It's better to clarify than assume, isn't it?"

This time, Shadow Milk is the one who doesn't answer for a moment, instead staring at him with those piercing eyes. Pure Vanilla can feel more around him, behind him, lurking in the shadows pooling in the nooks and crevices and he can't help it – he shivers slightly.

That reaction must be enough for Shadow Milk, because he snorts, and pushes off the table to lean back, kicking his feet up onto the table and right on top of texts, which is already enough to make Pure Vanilla wince. Poor library etiquette aside, the movement is horribly uncanny to watch, partly because he is leaning back onto thin air instead of a chair, partly because he moves so quickly it's like his limbs snap into place, and partly because his smile is stretched far too thin as he does so.

"Of course I did. I'm very talented, you know." Shadow Milk announces smugly, his eyes never leaving him. They narrow slightly, all of them in suspicious synchronisation, and he raises his eyebrows expectantly. "But I must admit, I am crumbling to know why you brought it up."

Whys are always difficult to answer, especially for something as difficult as motives, which can morph and change over time. Pure Vanilla hates lying, but he hates lying in front of Shadow Milk even more, because he seems to recognise every single one and Pure Vanilla doesn't want to give him the satisfaction.

But he really can't admit the core of the matter to his face. He can't admit that ever since he glimpsed the ghost of Shadow Milk's past, he hasn't been able to stop thinking about it. He can't admit that he is actively trying to glimpse it again, and what better way to try and draw it out than with any scholar's pride and joy – their work?

"It's impressive. I, myself, have mastered White Magic over the years, and I certainly contributed to its development, but I cannot claim that I created it as a school of magic." Pure Vanilla explains instead, and it isn't a lie either, just lacking all the details. He fidgets a bit, tugging at his own sleeves, adding quieter. "Dark Moon Magic is forbidden too, so there aren't many detailed sources left on it. I want to know more about its founding."

I want to know more about you.

There is another lapse of silence, and Pure Vanilla is tense with tentative hope. After all, if Shadow Milk was really against the topic altogether, he wouldn't have gone through the trouble of plucking him out of his nightmares.

Shadow Milk's smile is sharp like a knife, clashing with the casual way he folds his arms behind his head, almost languid as he finally muses. "Oh, really? That doesn't sound right. I'm sure there's enough details lying around to get the gist of it. After all, you've used Dark Moon Magic before, so you must know something about it already."

Pure Vanilla flinches back, and it isn't a surprise that he knows about that too, not anymore, but it still leaves him with unstable footing. Regardless, he doesn't let that scare him off the topic, which he suspects is exactly why Shadow Milk said it. "...I've only really used it once, and I don't remember much about what happened. So I may know something, but that something is rather little."

It's a confession, and the truth. His brief tangle with Dark Moon Magic is a complete blur in his own mind, watered down to blinding sensations and a heartache so intense he had felt like he was crumbling. Theoretically, he knows enough about Dark Moon Magic to hold a conversation, but he remembers nothing about it in practise.

"You know who could help you with that?" Shadow Milk asks, seemingly unbothered, but the words curl with open mockery and a smirk. He tilts his head back slightly so he can look down on Pure Vanilla and throws his arms out dramatically. "Our beloved, newly coronated Guardian! She has plenty of experience with–"

Pure Vanilla's heart lurches painfully.

"Don't talk about her!" He interrupts, voice bursting out louder than he expected and panic fluttery in his chest. He doesn't want to hear him tear at her old wounds, even if she can't hear it herself. He knows how vulnerable that cry makes him seem though, and he fumbles to lower his voice to something softer, less shaky. "Don't– please, I'm asking you for a reason."

Shadow Milk giggles, a strange grating sound that climbs higher with each breath, until he is laughing in earnest. He curls into himself, arms wrapped around his middle, and the position looks painful with his feet still planted on the table. Pure Vanilla watches him warily, a little shaken by the mention of White Lily, and wonders if maybe, he was wrong about what he thought he saw in Shadow Milk. He has been seeing more things that aren't there, recently.

His laughter stops abruptly. The stillness that follows is jarring, but doesn't last long.

Slowly – so slowly that it is unnerving, for someone who typically moves as erratically as him – Shadow Milk reaches forward with one hand and plucks a scroll up from the table. He unrolls it with a lazy flick of his wrist, the other end tumbling away over the edge of the table and across the floor. It is a smooth movement, Pure Vanilla notes through the pounding of his heart and his scrambled nerves, a practised motion that speaks of thousands of opened scrolls.

Shadow Milk peers over at the contents of the scroll with an empty, disinterested expression, his legs melting through the table until he appears to be sitting somewhat politely again. The sudden switch to this from his near hysterical laughter leaves Pure Vanilla disturbed, unsure if this is progress or not.

"I wanted to strike a balance between Black and White Magic." Shadow Milk says, his voice a disconcertingly low murmur, almost monotone. While his main eyes remain steadily on the scroll, the rest are eagerly burrowing into Pure Vanilla from all sides. "Black Magic draws from the void, making it unpredictable and destructive by nature, but full of potential. White Magic draws from the moon, primarily, and other celestial sources, making it safer and easier to use, but limited in its purity. If I could find the middle ground, I could harness magic with more flexibility and power but less unpredictability."

Shadow Milk pauses then, his eyes sliding up to stare right at Pure Vanilla, and his lips quirk upwards. When he speaks again, his voice gains a little more character but remains mainly flat, like a poorly-delivered theatrical monologue. "The dark side of the moon was the obvious choice for a source of that kind of power, because it's the natural overlap between the moon and the void. Once you figure out a source for magic, it's simple to find a way to draw from it, and to make it simpler, I had access to the knowledge of the Witches at my fingertips. All I had to do was write everything down, and the school of Dark Moon Magic was born. Easy-peasy!"

Shadow Milk throws the scroll to the side with little fanfare, not even sparing a glance at those ancient texts as they land in a heap of old paper on the floor, uncaring of if they damage or rip. And why would he? They both know this is a dream, and even if it wasn't, he had written that scroll himself.

Pure Vanilla would have cared, dream or not, if he wasn't wholly distracted, reduced to only a wide-eyed blink.

Because Shadow Milk may feign a bored face and voice, as if reading off a report or a particularly uninspiring script, but when their gazes meet, his eyes glitter like shooting stars, sparking with pride and passion and something else.

It captivates Pure Vanilla, the very same shine that comes with a breakthrough for every researcher. It is exactly what he had been hoping to see again, but the sight still leaves him feeling unmoored, even if pleasantly. Intruige and hope swirl within him, and he suddenly finds himself desperate to hold onto this ghost of the past, to make it stay longer and help it spill into the present.

"What does it feel like?" The question comes out before Pure Vanilla can think it through, focused on continuing the conversation before Shadow Milk can pick up his showmanship again in full. "Dark Moon Magic, I mean."

Shadow Milk huffs, a playful grin settling on his face again, and a sickening mix of dread and disappointment trickles through Pure Vanilla as he watches him lean over, crushing more texts beneath his palms. For a scary moment, he expects him to make another quip towards his previous use of the magic, or worse, bring up White Lily again.

He doesn't. Shadow Milk kicks his legs up behind him, so that he is laying on his stomach in mid-air, and cheerfully asks, "How about I show you?"

He doesn't wait for Pure Vanilla to process what he said, let alone reply. He reaches out and ensnares Pure Vanilla's hand, the one normally occupied with his staff, and laces their fingers together. Pure Vanilla doesn't reciprocate the hold, surprised, but only tries a small unsuccessful tug in response.

Shadow Milk's grip is an oppressive pressure, tight but not quite painful. He presses their palms together firmly, and Pure Vanilla gasps.

Magic bursts through the contact, rushing through his jam in a dizzying, warm flood. It is thicker, heavier than the magic Pure Vanilla is used to, thrumming and twisting as if it has a mind of its own, almost scratching at his dough as if trying to consume him, and he can't even concentrate on it because– because–

He can see everything.

Pure Vanilla really, truly can. He can see Shadow Milk's curling smile in front of him, he can see the Faeries having a feast, he can see Black Raisin greeting the moon from one of the Vanilla Castle's towers, he can see Dark Cacao striding through the citadel, he can see White Lily going through her morning routine, he can see his own sleeping body, and places and Cookies he doesn't have the presence of mind to recognise, all simultaneously. He doesn't know what to focus on, doesn't even know how to focus on anything, and his head hurts like it is falling apart.

This is how Shadow Milk has been watching me, he thinks deliriously, the only thought he can manage as he drowns in his sights.

And then, in a snap, he is back in the library with only one scene to see. His vision swims a little at the edges as if it didn't get the message, and he wobbles in place.

Shadow Milk is still holding his hand, but the grip is slightly looser, and the stream of his Dark Moon Magic is gone like a whisper. His grin is sinister and too big for his face, but his eyes still burn like stars.

"Fun, isn't it?" Shadow Milk coos, giddy like it is a shared secret, lifting Pure Vanilla's trembling hand and brushing a kiss to the back that buzzes with Dark Moon Magic. "My very first masterpiece."

Pure Vanilla wakes up disoriented, with a ringing headache and an itch in the back of his hand. White Lily notices his poor state almost immediately when she sees him – wonderful as she is – and she asks if he had a nightmare with that gentle, concerned slope to her brows.

Pure Vanilla adjusts his grip on his staff, leaning against it more than usual.

"No." He assures her lightly, not quite the truth and not quite a lie.

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#oops this was longer than i expected #i mainly just wanted an excuse to wax lyrical about possible interpretations of their magic systems <3 #sm is having the time of his life btw. pv? not so much #writing this is like a tightrope act between pv's idealistic hopes and sm-related psychological disturbance #pure vanilla cookie #shadow milk cookie #shadowvanilla #vanilla milkshake #pureshadow #echo paradox au #the biscuit library

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 1 year

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Hiiiiii I'd like to please request for Yami nozel and Fue with a shy s/o who gives the guys a hickey on the neck or collarbone for the first time and it totally catches them off guard and they become a flustered mess

Thankyou (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠)❤️

Hiya~!

Oh flustered, blushing men, who usually are anything but~, sign me right up! ^^ I hope you like these! And you're very welcome, thanx for dropping by!

Pairings: Yami x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Fuegoleon x f!reader Genre: fluff Fanfic type: Headcanons Total length: ~1.3k Warnings: nothing, the guys are just blushing messes~

Yami

You and Yami had been dating for a while now, but somehow he still managed to make you have butterflies in your stomach every now and then. Because that’s juts how he was. He would catch you off guard and give you that sneaky grin, that in all honesty, was so adorable.

He might have been a tease, but it was all to make you think about him. And he did want you to think about him.

A part of you suspected that he was more jealous than he lead on, even though he did trust you. It was more about him cherishing you, and wanting you to want to be with him, than anything else. But still. His jealousness was adorable as well.

However, there came on idea to you. Because if he was territorial about you, then why couldn’t you be territorial about him?

So? A lipstick mark on his cheek? A bracelet with your name on it? Or another piece of “couple jewellery” perhaps?

The it occurred to you, that you could give him a hickey~ It’d be something that you’d make, a mark left on his skin, which would be harmless and heal soon enough, but would still carry the symbol of him being yours and you his.

It was nerving, because you never did anything like that. But with Yami… you could. You would dare. Because you trusted him.

So, one day, when you were wishing him goodbye for the day, you leaned in, as if to give him a kiss on the cheek. A little innocent peck to wish him well for the day… but instead you had a very different plan~

You placed your hands onto his shoulders, and let your lips approach his cheek, but changed the trajectory of your movement, dropping your lips onto his neck instead.

You pressed your mouth against his skin, and sucked it between your lips. Hard.

A faint hum, a breath, as if an exhale to tell him that you were having something delicious, left you.

And as you leaned back, eyes looking onto the now red patch of skin on his skin, a smirk found its way to your lips. Because you had dared to do something like this.

But as your eyes climbed to gaze into his, they saw a dumbfounded expression as Yami stood there with what must’ve been a faint blush on his cheeks, and agape mouth, as he could only look at you.

However, he recovered and smirked back to you. “That’s my girl,” he said, making your cheeks warm in return.

Nozel

You and Nozel had reached the state in your relationship, where your relationship had been made public; announced that you were in fact dating. That had been one of the most wonderful, and anxiety inducing days of your life, because there you had been, listening about how it was now official that you were dating a member of a royal house.

A part of you was thankful of the fact that when it came to his private life, Nozel was a very private man. Which meant that he didn’t put you on the spot either.

Of course, you needed to represent a bit as well, because of your newly acquired status, but you didn’t need to be out too much. And displays of affection happened mostly within closed doors, rather than under the eyes of … whoever might have been there to watch.

But you did enjoy the little things he did, here and there, such as hold your hand. Walk side to side with you so close that you could feel his warmth.

Though, your favourite thing had to be the hairclip he had given you. The Silva insignia hairclip.

It was now hidden behind your ear, in a place where it wasn’t quite so obvious, but it was there, with you, nonetheless. And it made you think about how you could dare to be a bit bold. Give him a mark of some kind to carry as well.

But he could buy anything he wished for, so a gift like that wouldn’t make a lot of sense. It’d have to be something that only you could give him.

And that was when you devised a plan.

Next morning when he was getting dressed, seated in front of the mirror, you came from behind him and leaned in, wrapping your arms around him.

His head turned in an effort to look at you, not through the mirror but directly.

But as you lowered your head down to the level of his neck, and pressed your mouth against his soft skin, he tensed in your arms. And the moment when his skin was caught between your lips as you sucked, a gasp left his lungs. A surprised, but not… un-pleased gasp. Quite the opposite, actually.

You moved back, revealing a patch of red skin where your lips had been.

Nozel turned around in his seat to look at you.

His eyes were open, lips parted, but most importantly, his cheeks were covered with a pink hue.

With his stare your confidence faded, and you averted your eyes, but still there was a pleased, proud smile on your lips. Because now he’d have a little mark, made by you. Even if it’d be hidden under the collar of his shirt.

But he had one.

Fuegoleon

Fuegoleon was, despite his authority, a private man. Especially when it came to his love life. But it stemmed from his wish to remain professional, as well as the concept of the matters of your relationship staying between you and him, instead of being the business of the public. Though he did declare that he loved you any time it was suitable.

His love was never something to be questioned.

And he did make you feel secure and safe. Despite being shy, you didn’t feel like that around him. You could say that his strength was contagious like that~

He was a strong, proud man, and you knew that he was also proud about having you in his life. Because, though it had taken time to notice it, whenever you were close to him, he stood a little taller. Whenever he looked at you, he smiled.

And you wanted him to feel like that all the time; to feel that you were with him, throughout his entire day.

A lipstick mark on his cheek would do the trick, but it’d smear, and perhaps be a little too obvious. In the way that it’d be right there, on his face. And he did want to be professional, so something else would have to do. Perhaps something that would be just for him and you to know. Which made you think about something…~

Next morning, when he still wasn’t wearing his jacket, only his t-shirt, and he came to give you a hug before venturing to work. You placed your hands onto his chest, and looked at him in the eyes, only to lover your gaze down and push the collar of his shirt aside just before your lips met with the skin right above his collar bone.

And you sucked, getting some of his skin between your lips, which left with a popping sound, leaving behind a red mark. But a very different kind as to the one that was on his forehead.

You couldn’t help the little proud smirk that tugged the corner of your mouth up right before you lifted your gaze to look at him.

He stood there with wide eyes, and lifted his right hand before his mouth to cough a little into his hand, as if to calm himself as a faint blush decorated his cheeks.

Your smirk faded into a tender smile as you averted your eyes. He was quite adorable with that flushed expression of his. But he was also your proud, adorable boyfriend.

#yami x reader #yami sukehiro x reader #nozel x reader #nozel silva x reader #fuegoleon x reader #fuegoleon vermillion x reader #black clover fanfiction #black clover x reader

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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BNHA Men when You Flirt with Them

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya, Bakugo Katsuki, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima x Reader

Tags: tooth-rotting fluff, hand-holding, flirting, denial of feelings, banter, kabedon, friends to lovers

A/N: I'm really enjoying writing for BNHA lately, thank you for all the support on the previous posts too, it means a lot and keeps me motivated.

Izuku is not used to this type of attention and is a complete blushing mess when you tease and flirt with him in class. You wouldn't guess it from the way he avoids your eyes but he really enjoys you flirting, him getting your attention and touches. Doesn't have the courage to flirt back during class so he passes you little notes which somehow still manage to sound flustered. He does take you by surprise when he locks his pinkie finger with yours, slowly working up to fully holding your hand, head burryed in his book to hide his blush.

"I-Is this okay? I'm sorry if my palms are sweaty! O-Oh, good, I'll keep holding your hand then. You know, I really like spending time with you, I was wondering is maybe, you wanna go to the movies sometime? N-Not as a date? Or... yes? If you want it to be! I hope I'm not misreading anything here."

Bakugo does not have the patience for this back and forth song and dance you're doing. It won't get him anything but annoyed with you in the long run. So if you want something from him you say it to his face, or whisper it against his lips while you kiss him, that works too. Just be direct and honest, that's all he's looking for really. If you really get on his nerves with the flirting he will push you against the wall and yell in your face to just say it already, come on, everyone knows you have the hots for him at this point, you're not being sneaky at all.

"What's the matter, cat got that pretty tongue of yours? You seemed pretty confidant earlier. Not so much when I'm this close huh. I really hate cowards. You don't want me to hate you, trust me. Unless you're into that kind of thing. There it is, that pretty, flustered expression I've wanted to see. Yeah, I did, but see, I'm honest. You be too and maybe we'll get somewhere."

Shoto is really happy to be on the receiving end of your flirting. He's almost love-struck by it, looking your way in class, letting himself be absorbed by your words. You talk, he pays attention. There's a faint blush on his cheeks when you get really close and lean your shoulder against his to whisper into his ear. Since you're showering him with attention he wants to return the favor, carrying your bag for you or walking to and from classes and dorm rooms with you, having lunch together and knowingly leaning in for you to kiss his cheek.

"I thought you wanted attention from me. It makes me happy that you admire me, I'm the same with you. I'd like to express it in a more forward way if you'd allow me to. If its alright with you, I would like to kiss you. On the cheek if you're think a kiss on the lips would be too fast, but I'd like that too."

Eijiro would grin you at the whole time, taking in every word you say, his smile getting wider and wider at every word. Flirting takes a lot of courage, he's glad to see you have as much as him. Oh he hasn't flirted with you yet but only because he wasn't completely sure that you were into him, he was being a gentleman you see. Now that he knows you like him back he's not pulling any punches with you. Every time he sees you he's throwing an arm around you and pulling you into a kiss or teasing you without mercy.

"Don't get shy on me now baby. Was that bravado just for show? I'm disappointed. Then kiss me. I dare you to, come on. One kiss on the lips to prove you really mean it. So flustered now. How about a kiss from me to you, to give you some of my courage. Lean in."

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irishmammonagenda · 2 months

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“What do you think you’re doing?” The Avatar of Gluttony says, uncharacteristically angry, demon form out, bhí a sciatháin ildaite ag bualadh go feargach.

You’re trembling still, the previous altercation sparking in your nerves, although, cool, refreshing relief courses through your veins as you look up at the redhaired Demon.

Beel’s eyes. That was all you could look at. You had seen a plethera of emotions painted in his purple pupils, most commonly serenity, or joy, hunger or thirst, less commonly sadness poisoned his expression, rarely anger, annoyance yes, the expression he’d make before he went on a rampage that was a mix between hunger and anger, yes. But you’d never seen the pure unbridled fury ablaze in his eyes like you were seeing right now.

Not directed at you, never at you. Rather directed at the demon who had tried to give you a beating; Beel had stumbled upon it whilst looking for his twin, and A Thiarna is a Dhia, was he furious. You shivered, it was a scary sight.

Iridescent ildaite wings buzz angrily. The air is thick, Beel runs his tongue over his fangs threateningly, staring menacingly at the demon, who, gaining its senses, flees, tail between its legs. Beel lets it run, having a longtime learned from Lucifer how to play an cluiche cleasach.

Besides, letting the demon wallow in its fear for a while would make it taste a lot better when he disposed of the threat.

He wouldn’t tell you that, though, to protect your soft, pure, sparkling human soul.

Leaving you alone with a seething Demon, you trembled. Normally, you would trust Beelzebub with your life, but the sheer power buzzing around him paired with the rage doused you in icy cold water, a strong reminder that your reisdent softy was ifnfact capable of horrors beyond you comprehension.

You whimper, Beel snaps his head towards you in an instant, the fury in his eyes softening. Suddenly, his hands are on you, pulling you into strong arms. You shake involuntarily.

Beel coos at you in a language long dead, the syllables are harsh and guttural, like waves crashing into the shore. A huge hand comes up to pet your hair, so gentle it almost hurts.

You stay there for a while, in that empty classroom, enveloped in Beel’s arms. Slowly but surely you lean into his touch, your heartrate calmed, your head resting against his muscled chest, it was silly to think even for a moment that he would hurt you, laughable even.

divider by @saradika-graphics

dia daoibh (hello to you [plural]) grma for reading as per usual 🫶🫶, heres the meanings of the words:

‘A Thiarna is a Dhia’ (A year-nah is a Yee-ah’) is a way of saying, ‘Goodness Gracious’/‘Good God’ etc

as per usual I cant write pronounciations😔

‘An Cluiche Cleasach’ (An Clue-Heh Clah-Sa) -The Sneaky Game’, bc i have no idea how to say the long game in irish and cluiche fada sounds wrong.

Now for the big one😰:

‘bhí a sciatháin ildaite ag bualadh go feargach.’

(pronounced: Vee ah Scee-ah-han ill-dat-che egg beh-whale-oo go fair-eh-gawk’)

as per usual the ‘k’ sound in feargach is pronounced with your throat, its technically right to just pronounce it ‘k’ (like the word chick in english) but its not the way native speakers pronounce it‼️

this roughly translates to: ‘His colourful wings were flapping angrily’

bualadh comes from the verb ‘buail’ which can mean a lot of things, but paired with ‘ag’ and ‘sciatháin’ it means ‘flapping wings’

heres a photo of me trying to explain it, please ignore my handwriting i tried to make it neat😔✊

#also i have an ask im working on and im actually really enjoying writing it #for anyone wondering i like to add 🇮🇪 words in my fics/drabbles bc i can and i want to #i cant speak fluently but i can get by; i like getting to hopefully teach yousens some words and revise my own vocab #bc in my opinion languages should be shared; irish is a class language as well so (im biased)#obey me imagines #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #omswd #obey me mc #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x reader #beelzebub x reader #om! beelzebub #om! beel x reader #obey me drabble

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zeldasnotes · 1 year

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Neptune Notes🧜‍♀️

Check out Moon Notes and Venus Notes

♆If you have a prominent Neptune in your chart you might notice that its hard for others to take you seriously when you are angry because you look so innocent? Thats because your power lies in that innocence. You power lies in looking helpless and getting others to rescue you and getting sympathy from others. Not saying you should use it just saying thats it. Just like ppl with prominent Mercury got their power in their sneakiness and their sharp tongue.

♆ A lot of people with Mercury/Neptune aspects grew up being ignored or left alone in their room a lot. So they had to fantasize to survive mentally which leads to them having a hard time with reality as they get older. They learned to view life from rose colored glasses to survive.

♆ People with Neptune in the 1st house probably feeling like they have never met anyone like them before. They give off this angelic otherwordly aura. Like they are more than human.

♆ People with Venus/Neptune had a mother who constantly criticized herself and was obsessed with her appearance. So they learned early that flaws are something to be covered up and fixed. Thats why they become the perfect partners and do everything they can to look their best. Their mother could also have been very submissive to their dad or blindly in love with him while their father ignored their mother.

♆ Neptune in the 2nd house can be way to generous.

♆ Neptune in the 10th house can be known for being a drug addict. You know in every town there is a group of addicts who everybody knows, they probably have Neptune conjunct Midheaven.

♆A lot of Neptune aspects especially squares can make a person very submissive with a inferiority complex.

♆ Moon aspecting Neptune can indicate a mother who suffers with some kind of addiction.

♆Im so sorry but when people with Mercury Square Neptune tells me a story I have to ask somebody else who was there if thats what really happened.

♆ Mars aspecting Neptune can others an impression of being weak or afraid. Men with this aspect probably gets ”tested” by other men a lot and might be unable to go out to pubs and nightclubs because of men wanting to start fights with them.

♆ Ive seen Mars Square Neptune to be a common placement in people who get used for sex. These people are easily taken advantage off and might believe that they are gonna get into a relationship with the people who just wants to sleep with them.

♆ Neptune rules who we overidealize:

Sun/Neptune: You overidealize your father and men. Moon/Neptune: You overidealize your mother and women. Mercury/Neptune: You overidealize siblings and younger people. Venus/Neptune: You overidealize beautiful women in general and your partners/female friends. Mars/Neptune: You overidealize men and sexual partners, and your enemies.

♆ Neptune in the 1st house can change the way their voice sound depending on who they are talking to. They can even change body language and the way they walk. The scary part is that it comes naturally for them.

♆ People with Venus Square Neptune are so cute and pretty. Like little dolls.😍

♆Neptune dominance in a chart can make someone very kind with huge ammounts of empathy and compassion.

♆People with a lot of Neptune probably get approached by beggars on the street. They look like they will give you what you need. (As a Neptunian myself I have to say ive always been weak for beggars, I cant just walk past them without giving something. When I was little my mom got mad at me because I always wanted to give them our stuff😂)

♆ Squares to Neptune in the chart reminds me of those ”once you see it you cant unsee it” pictures. When you finally figure that planet out you can use it to your benefit. Venus Square Neptune once you stop trusting everyone you will realize that you got the gift to make people trust you and see YOU as the ideal partner, instead of painting others as some kind of ideal.

♆ And once people with Neptune in the 1st house realize the power they hold its over. Kim Kardashian is a perfect example of this constantly creating scandals and extreme ammounts of money because she know how easy it is to make people think all kinds of crazy things about her.

#astro notes #astrology #astro observations #astronotes #ascendant #neptune ascendant aspects #birth chart readings

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iaeriy · 6 months

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trust issues // pedri & fermin lopez

summary; as in you being the sister of a famous footballer, who knew you would be this sneaky in your birthday.

warnings; its a little crazy.. joão x reader at first, fluff at first, smut; threesome, dirty talk, squirt, unprotected sex, protective fermin at the end tho 🥹

a/n; pls listen to trust issues by the weeknd, these two remind me of the song IT GOES WELL WITH THIS FIC TRUST MEEEE. anywhoo, requests are closed so plz don’t ask for anything since i decided to just write all the requests in my inbox. anywho, enjoy the ficc! 🎀

sorry for mistakes, this was uploaded on my phone & i didn’t proofread as ALWAYS.

another match day! it was always fun, you were always in company with your brother and just looking out after him. sure the loan to barçelona was a lot but to see your brother in a smile and just not down, was all you wanted. you were now sitting at the very front with your vip lanyard around your neck watching your brother interact with his teammates while warming up. you were looking around watching the others, only for pedri to be staring at you. you looked at him before he smirked at you and went back to his warm up, you furrowed your brows confused, what exactly did he want and what was his issue.. you thought to yourself. he was quite handsome tho, you saw pedri talking to a friend of his. you just shrugged it off and continued watching joão interact with his teammates and do what he had to do. afterall being his sister meant to take you out anywhere, the two of you had a close bond so when he had told you that he got into barçelona it was happy tears for him and you. now you were sitting at the stadium with his jersey on you. you saw him talking with pedri, not that you didnt find it weird, you were known already in the locker room just as “joão’s sister” everybody. and by everybody the whole locker room, knew your name because of a few stalkers on instagram stalking posts about you. joão had to try and put something to an end and that was because of how protective he was over you, he knew what’d happen if any of the younger ones your age would get near you. who’d know. everybody knew you had a crush on some of the players..everybody but your brother himself. and that was what sucked for you, pedri knew you liked him & so did fermin. as in for your brother he just didn’t know anything.

eventually it was officially time for the match to almost start as you saw joão head down into the locker room. he waved at you to head down to the locker room as you rolled your eyes before getting up from your seating as you walked down to the locker room. you saw joão standing there as you smiled before you ran to him and jumped into his arms, “someone’s very happy to see me..” he said as you smacked his arm before getting down, “well si, i had to watch you warm up. that’s about it..” you said as you heard a pair of cleats drop on the floor making you and joão turn around towards the locker room as pedri looked at you yet again, you swallowed as he picked the pair of his cleats up smirking at you again, “what’s up with her coming in here joão?” he said as you gripped the hem of your shirt before he walked towards your brother, “es mi hermana tonto, what do you expect.” (she’s my sister dumbass) he said slapping his arm as you giggled, he looked at you as you blushed looking back. you thought the innocent but bad thoughts, this would be fucked up slightly for you..but for him? DEFINITELY fucked up! you giggled before you saw a nosy fermin in the back, “hola y/n” he said as you blushed seeing him without his shirt, the boy already had everything on but the jersey. “hola fermin..” you said smiling before joão said shook his head as he chuckled, before getting closer to you, you backed up a bit. “let’s see, you only have a few minutes..convo ends here now stop flirting with her.” he said as fermin said stared at joão, “i’m not.” he said as you snickered, pedri was right next to him as he looked at you, “yeah, you heard your brother.” he said as fermin rolled his eyes before slapping pedris head, “pendejo.” he murmured as you nodded your head giggling.

“joão! i’ll be going now. do good out there!” you said before kissing his cheek as you walked out the locker room before you heard pedri shout, “adios y/n!” you went to the bathroom, you washed your hands and just flicked water on your face. you let out a shaky breath before walking back to the pitch as you sat back on your seat, you took pictures of the view and then yourself, you saw pedri looking for you, of course.. after the interaction in the locker room, that was besides the point until you heard the whistle blow. the match had officially started. you watched joão pass the ball & keep it away, you were only focused on your brother. you were here to watch and support him regardless of either a loss or a win, barely into the game the other group scored into the net, you looked immediately for joão as he was dissapointed and just stood there shaking his head. you huffed loudly rolling your eyes as it was only SECONDS in, just already one goal for the other team. few minutes go by and you witness joão make his first shot, leaving it blocked by the others goalkeeper. you witnessed one of fermins shot as well, you bit your lip staring at the boys hands, god what were you thinking. as the 20 minutes went by joão kept shooting & just aiming for the net, but the other goalkeeper kept blocking. the whistle blew for half time, so far 1 to 0. you saw the others dissapointed, as gavi went up to you. “so si veniste.” he said as you jumped and hugged him, “si, te dijo mi hermano?” you said as he hugged you back, “pues si, habla de ti como cada dia.” he said as he rolled your eyes, you giggled before the two of you made your way down to the locker room. “gavi tengo una pregunta-“ you said as he stopped walking and looked at you, “dime?” he said furrowing his brows as you played with your fingers, “desde que vine, pedri y fermin me an mirado mucho. o sea que saben que yo quiero a los dos poco menos a pedri pero mas a fermin, o algo pero me hacen caras..” (since i came, pedri & fermin have been giving me looks, like as if they know i like them but not as much with pedri but more with fermin or something, but they make faces..) you said as he widened his eyes, “no te preocupes, yo les digo.” he said patting your head as you smiled before the two of you went down to the locker room, you saw joão talking to fermin as you stopped walking and stood there. you saw fermin stop talking to joão as your brother stopped talking before turning around, “quien te trajo para aqui-“ he said as you pointed at gavi, “oh..” he said as he kissed your forehead, you smiled as your hands ran through his sweaty hair. your face being grossed out as he punched your arm slightly.

“not funny.” you said as he smiled before you saw pedri come by and eyed you up & down, “aw you came back to visit, how cute..” he said as you gulped, “no pienses tú en tenerla.” (don’t even think in wanting her.) joão said as you giggled watching him get overprotective, “joão no pasa nada..” (joão nothing bad is wrong.) you said smacking his back as he rolled his eyes, “si. si pasa algo.” he said as you whined before pedri chuckled, “yo no hago nada, ademas ta bonita tu hermana, even fermin thinks so too right?.” he said as you blushed, before fermin looked at you then pedri, “shut up.” he said as pedri winked at you the second joão looked away as you felt a heartbeat down on your clit, as in for fermin he was looking into your eyes. you looked at him as you smiled at him before you kissed joão’s cheek, “well, my cue to go now. do well in your second half of the game loser!” you said as he slapped your arm playfully, you pouted before you waved bye at the three boys as you and gavi walked back to the pitch. “ni piensen ustedes a tocarla o nada. vale?” he said to both pedri and fermin as they both nodded their heads, “shes off limits.” he said as pedri chuckled, “really? she’s very innocent but either way maybe tell fermin that.” pedri said before fermin rolled his eyes, “shut up already.” it was time for the players to go back into the pitch for second half. you sat back down on your seat as you watched all the players walk out of the locker room and into the pitch. you saw joão run to his position as he waved at you, you waved back smiling. as for pedri he gave you a smirk again you rolled your eyes as fermin waved at you, your heart did the little flutter beat. as you waved back. no goal so far as minutes passed by, but until the 50th minute you saw a teammate of your brothers start arguing as joão stepped in. you saw pedri push the other players away from your brother as you shook your head in dissapointment, but then that was until the next 3 minutes when the boys had scored. the loud cheers of the goal as you screamed in happiness, the 1 to 0 frustrating the team until you saw your brother happy.

by then the next minutes went by as barça was given the penalty, you saw the teammates all huddle for the penalty as everyone cheered the second the ball went into the net, marking it 2 to 0. you screamed again jumping around as you saw the smile on your brothers face, you giggled as you were happy. the last minutes went by and it was finaly, barçelona won as you were happy. you saw joão clapping for the chants as he waved at you and you waved back, you smiled a lot, you were so glad he was happy. seeing him happy made you happy as well. once everybody starting leaving gavi went to your seating as he pat your head, “niña vamos con tú hermano” he said as you giggled before the two of you made your way to the locker room, you didnt see joão so you thought he must’ve taken a shower which you didnt mind since your driving but you saw pedri and fermin. gavi held you by your arm since your obviously the youngest and you have to be around somebody older than you due to your brothers call. pedri went up to you as he towered you, “what do you want..“ you said before looking up at him, his scent drove you insane as he was out of the shower. you swallowed as your breathing began to change, gavi pushed him off “no jodas, te cacha joão y es tu culpa.” he said as you giggled watching his reaction, gavi gave pedri a glare before going to fermin to talk to him. pedri towered you again as you gulped, “so how’d you like the game after i had to go and get onto your brother..” he said as you nodded your head, “it was okay, you know you’re really good at your job..” you said giggling as he smiled, “you’re very pretty you know that right..” he said as he ran his finger on your cheek, caressing it with his cheek. “i-i don’t think y-you should-“ you said before you heard joãos voice, you smacked pedris hand off, before pushing him away slightly, as you ran to joão as he lifted you up hugging you, you giggled as pedri watched the two of you interact before your brother put you down. you smiled as he kissed your forehead, “you played really well again! also am driving.” you said as he chuckled before you saw pedri talking with fermin.

you stood in your tracks as you sighed shakily before fermin went up to you, “oye que no mañana es tu cumpleaños?”he said as everybody stopped talking, everybody was looking at pedri and fermin and you. even joão himself had stopped his movements as he looked at the boys, “oh si es mañana, gracias por preguntar fer..” you said smiling as he smiled back at you, the boy had a really cute smile. you two just stared at each other, before you interrupted the lony lasting eye contact. “sooo..tu y gavi son mejor amigos o?” you said balancing your weight as he nodded his head, “desde que eramos diez años, por que preguntas?” (since we were ten, why do you ask?) he said as you smiled at the thought of those two knowing each other since they were just babies. “es por que yo manejo a joão de regreso so no sabia si necesitabas alguien que te llevaba a tu casa-“ (it’s because i’m driving joão back home and i wanted tonknow if you needed a drive back to your house-) you said as pedri walked towards the two of you before he put his hand on his shoulder, “están amorados? o que.” he said smirking as you slapped his head, “n-no! me tengo que ir a-ademas..” you said before you lowered your head down, your cheeks turning pink as he pulled your arm towards him, “mmm i’d say your brother can wait. let me get to know you more.” he said as you whimpered just at looking at them both, “no gross! maybe my brother can handle that..” you said before you saw a frowny joão in the corner of your eyesight. you gulped before joão began making his way to the three of you, “y/n vámonos.” he said as you nodded quickly before he grabbed you by your arm, you winced in pain before you waved bye at both of them.

joão dragged you to the parking lot as you whined at the pinch he gave your arm, “let go my arm joão! i’m okay!” you said before he shook his head a “nuh uh” slipped out of his mouth as he went on his side and you went on yours, “joão! i’m old enough! i can date i don’t know why it’s bad!” you said as he stared at you, “it’s bad because from what gavi said these two are a bit of a playboys, is that what you want?” he said as you gulped and shook your head, “n-no!” you said as you removed the vip lanyard off opening the driver seat putting it in the cup holders, “joão..come on it’s not a big de-“ you were speaking before he threw a napkin ball at your head, “you’re off limits for a reason. those two know what they want.” he said as you rubbed your head, “well what if you’re wrong! one is and one isn’t!” you said before walking over to the passenger seat and opening the door, “get your ass in. i know i may be younger but get in. had enough of your nonsense and i’m driving. NOT YOU.” you scoffed as he got in, you closed the door before you saw pedri and fermin going out. you gulped as pedri winked at you before you saw gavi, fermin and pedri going to the gavis car. you sighed shakily before you went over to them, you tapped on pedris back as he turned around and looked at you. “oh hi- i just wanted to say thank you.” you said as he furrowed his brows, “for?” he said as fermin looked at you with a small smile, you blushed. “for defending joão back in the pitch.” you said as he smiled before ruffling your hair, “oh you’re welcome, you should be going back. he’ll get more mad at us.” he said chuckling as you felt the heartbeat on your clit again, god what is exactly wrong with you. you nodded your head before smiling at fermin as you waved bye at him without pedri noticing , “right, well see y’all whenever!” you said before running back to the car as for joão wont suspect anything. you got in the driver seat before joão looked at you, “don’t look at me like that.” you said slapping his arm before starting the car as you drove back home. the two of you just talked about what tomorrow would look like.

tomorrow was indeed a birthday party..well yours.. but joão would be in charge of it mostly so who knew what this little idiot would throw. “so who’s coming then..” you said holding onto the stering wheel, “well i’m not sure, i thought of the teammates-“ he said as you hit on the break in the middle of nowhere, “are you fucking kidding me.” you said staring at him, “minutes ago you were just saying to not talk to them, what is going on with your head.” you said before driving again, he chuckled at your reaction. “well this time it’ll be different y/n, more equal & more fair. so don’t worry.” he said patting your head as you rolled your eyes before the two of you got home, you parked the car. “it’s okay joão, just be supportive and happy for me, you know..” you said before you got out the car as he got out the car himself, “not with those idiots, they’re crazy.” he said as you giggled before walking inside the house following your brother inside. “hii floki, i missed you more than joão!” you said holding him as you heard him scoff, “don’t lie now y/n.” joão said as you giggled before walking past him to the kitchen, “so what’s the plan for tomo-“ joão shushed you as you stared at him, “that’s a surprise, you’ll be happy. i promise.” he said as you nodded your head giggling before kissing his cheek, “goodnight then! i’ll see you tomorrow!” you said before going upstairs to your room, you put floki down on your bed before walking to your dresser looking for a pair of bra and panties for the long ass shower you were about to take. just as you were about to walk into the bathroom you heard your phone buzz, you looked down at your phone. an instagram notification, you swallowed thickly and nervously as you opened your phone. “_ferminlopez has started following you” you smiled widely as you giggled, you finished everything with your routine.

from there on, you and fermin texted the whole night but let’s just say pedri had done the same thing.

you were currently deep asleep, your hair in a messy bun and you were wearing a white shirt with grey shorts. the door slammed open as you were still asleep, you felt a weight shift on your bed as you heard floki sniffing around you, a small groan murmuring out your lips as you turned around now laying on your side, “wake up, i have something for you downstairs.” you heard joão whisper as you rubbed your eyes before sitting up, “what’d you get me..” you mumbled before he went to your side picking you up, “que chingaos haces! pon me pabajo!” (what the fuck are you doing! put me down!) you said swinging your legs around as you were on his shoulder before he walked downstairs, he put you down as you saw the pink happy birthday balloon and the small red velvet cake, “awww you care for me tooo, thank you!” you said as he hugged you, “of course i do, you’re my sister dork.” he said as you giggled, before you sat on the highchair. “can u get me a spoon..” you said as he nodded his head before giving you a spoon as you grabbed the small cake, before you dug the spoon in the cake. “wait, who’s flowers are those-“ you said before grabing a spoonful of the cake, stuffing it in your mouth as joão pointed at you, “they’re yours. i bought them.” he said as you smiled before your phone lit up.

_ferminlopez; feliz cumpleaños y/n❤️

you blushed heavily as you just hearted the message, you kept just eating the cake before you heard joão come out his room. “i’m going to the store for later on, text me if you need anything and-“ he said before you giggled, “and don’t open the door unless it’s someone here to babysit me or your teammates. yes joão i know, now don’t worry as much about me dork.” you said as he chuckled before he left, you put the cake away after licking the frosting off the spoon as you laid down on the couch before going on your phone replying to every birthday message even fermins.

ynusername; gracias fermin🤍

your heart was beating crazy, honestly who knows why. you removed the bun off your head since it was giving you a headache, you were starting to get sleepy as you fell asleep on the couch with floki of course, by then 30 minutes had passed by and the door rang. you woke up as a knock was heard, “ay voy!” (i’m coming!) you yelled rubbing your eyes as you stumbled across the room walking to the door as you opened it, “what are you-“ you said before fermin put his finger on your lips, “shhh..” he said as you nodded your head, you yanked him inside by his hand as you closed the door. “why are you here and does my brother know.” you said crossing your arms against your chest as he looked at you, “it’s your birthday of course i had to visit, and no joão does not know i’m here.” he said as you giggled, “did you bring me anythinggg..” you said as he shook his head, “yes i did, i placed them on your counter. how didnt you not see?” he said before you smiled, picking up the white and pink flowers he got you, “these are really pretty, thank you..” you said as you hugged him before he hugged you back, looking down at you,“whos dog is that..” he said as he leaned against the counter, “it’s joãos, why-“ the second you walked past him he grabbed you by your arm as he pushed you now face to face with him, “you’re so gorgeous, do you have any idea how my heart feels around you..” he said caressing your cheek as you blushed, “i-i don’t know.. you tell me..” you said as you felt your legs shake just a bit, he moved his thumb near your chin as you looked at him, he removed his finger as he looked at you before you leaned in to him, kissing him. he kissed you back holding your jaw as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

you kept kissing him as he picked you up, you wrapped your legs around his waist before he placed you on the counter, your ass hitting the cold material as you whimpered in between the kiss, you wrapped your legs around his hips as he leaned closer. his crotch hitting your panties. you bit on his lip as he groaned, slipping his tongue inside your mouth as you sucked on his tongue. you cupped his cheeks as you were now laying down on your back against the counter, he began to grind himself against you as you moaned in between the kiss. “look at you after i’d thought you’d be innocent.” he murmured as you smacked his arm before you bit his lip as he groaned again before trailing his lips to your neck as you giggled until he began kissing all over your skin. you moaned softly as he continued to grind himself, “n-no! kiss me i-instead!” you said as he chuckled before he moved back to your lips kissing you again as the two of you continued making out.

his hands trailed to your shirt as they made their way inside the material, pinching your nipples. you moaned again in between the kiss as he lifted one leg against his hips, making him have more space against you. “j-joão could come i-in & see u-us..” you said as he chuckled before he pulled away, “he wont, trust me..” he said before he smirked at your messy plumped lips, you giggled as you sat up, “mmm..5 more minutes then..” you said before he chuckled as you pressed your lips against him kissing him deeply, he smiled against your lips kissing you back. you moaned in happiness as you felt his hands trace down to your shorts, slightly pulling them off to your inner thigh as his fingers glided through your panties slightly rubbing on your clit, your wetness easily staining the fabric. “dios mío..ya estás mojada..”(my god you're soaking.) he whispered in between the kiss as you moaned at the movement of his fingers, you held onto his wrist wanting more, “p-please..” you moaned out before you heard floki barking, you pulled away as a string of saliva seperated between your lips. “j-joão’s here!” you said catching your breath before he looked at you with widened eyes, “h-here! go sit down on the couch!” you said as you hoped off the counter putting your shorts back on and fixing your hair, you ran to the couch as you sat on the other side, “act normal, he’ll suspect something.” you whispered as you went on your phone the second the door opened, “y/n why are you still downstairs and why is fermin here-“ he said as you shrugged your shoulders, “you said to open the door if it was your teammates and here he is, he came to say happy birthday, he left flowers for me but i took them upstairs!” you said smiling as he smiled, “anywho, i’ll be going upstairs now..byee!” you said as you winked at fermin and waved at both joão and him bye before you took off running to your room upstairs.

you went to your room closing the door as you fell on the bed, you sighed out loudly as you went to your closet to pick out your outfit for later on, apparently it’d be a dinner to celebrate your birthday all thanks to joão. you got your outfit all ready and stuff before your phone chimed again.

_ferminlopez: you left a boner on me. you're not getting away with this at all, missy.

you giggled as you blushed thinking of the makeout that had happened, you definitely fucked up on the rules with your brothers teammates but oh well.

ynusername; hmmm, i'll make it up soon. thanks for the flowers 🤍.

you put your phone aside as you hoped in your bed, you decided to take a nap since the dinner wouldnt start til 7pm. so getting ready at 5pm would really work the best for you, you fell asleep as your phone was blowing up with tons of birthday messages from your friends, family & lastly a few of joãos teammates. you were deep asleep until you heard joão walk into your room, he shook you by your shoulder. “wake up y/n, you’ve slept for a long ass hour. we need to be leaving in an hour.” he said as you groaned again, before you rubbed your eyes waking up as you sat up. “okay, i’m up now, get out now..” you murmured as he smiled before walking out your room, you rubbed your eyes again before walking to your bathroom as you got our your curling iron before going to get your phone. this time only pedri messaging you.

pedri: forgot to tell you birthday girl, i have a surprise for you as well 😉.

you re read the message as you blushed at the winking emojis he sent afterwards, your heart was racing out of your chest as you continued getting ready. you looked at the flowers from the sight of your nightstand as you bit your lip remembering the steamy makeout session that had happened in your kitchen, your legs getting wobbly as you put the curling iron close to your neck, burning your skin, “fuck!” you yelled as you put the curling iron down watching your skin fade to a red mark, the good part was it was your last curl. you went to your closet changing into a white lace dress, you glanced at yourself in the mirror as you smirked to yourself before you went to your closet putting on the lace thigh highs stockings. you decided to finish your makeup, not as much as you added on mascara, blush and a bit of concealer. you got your small white purse before you heard joão yelling from downstairs as you hurried downstairs, “why are you yelling-“ you said standing by the stairs as he scoffed, “we’re having to let pedri and fermin sleep here at our house due to some issue in their home.” he said as you blushed heavily, “dont they have their own home?” you said as he shook his head, “not fermin, hes been staying with pedri so now we’re taking care of them for now. anyway let’s go now.” he said as you giggled before he opened the door for you as you walked out the house, you got in the passenger seat before he got in the driver seat.

he started the car as he drove to the restaurant, you looked down at your phone at the message from fermin.

_ferminlopez: did your brother tell you?

ynusername: yes he did, i don’t mind that you two stay. you’re in a seperate room tho.

_ferminlopez: it’s okay don’t worry.

you stared at your phone at the “don’t worry” part, what exactly did he even mean. who knew what would be coming your way tonight with those two fuckers in your house, you put your phone in your purse as you rested your arm against the window leaning your head, “um so everyone will be there right?” you said looking at him as he nodded his head, “yes why?” he said furrowing his brows, “nothing, just remembering what you told me..” you said as he chuckled, “there’s a reason why y/n, you don’t know what they’re both like.” he said as you blushed heavily as if you didn’t make out with one of his teammates in his kitchen about a few hours ago, “yeah..you’re right..!” you said before you began pinching on the skin of your thigh, he looked at you as he smiled before he parked the car. joão kissed your cheek as you smiled before you got out the car as he got out as well, he walked infront of you before you followed him as you saw joão talking to the waitress about the table, you balanced your weight on your tippy toes. you followed joão to the table as everybody said hi to you as you did the same back, joão whispered to you, “sit next to fermin.” he said as you looked at him then joão as you nodded your head, you walked over to fermin as he looked up at you and smirked, “birthday girl, let me guess.. you’re sitting next to me?” he said as you giggled nodding your head, you sat in the chair that was between fermin and pedri. so it would be a bit difficult for you.

the whole table just chatted on as joão began talking about how you two grew up mainly close, “at some point too, i remember walking in to her singing in her room and just dancing to whatever songs.” he said chuckling as the rest began laughing when you felt a hand on your thigh, you gasped quietly “si..! he always walked in and we would just fight like idiots!” as you looked at fermin after talking. “q-que haces!..” you whispered as he smirked, “nada, just pay attention to your brother.” he said as you nodded your head, you just kept agreeing to what joão kept saying before you felt pedris fingertips near your inner thigh. you widened your eyes as you smacked pedris hand off, “stop it.” you said as he chuckled at your reaction, fermins fingers rising to your core as you bit down on your lip. “s-stop.” you whispered as he slapped your core, you whimpered quietly as you kicked his ankle. he groaned before slapping your inner thigh, “fucking idiot..” you murmured as pedri chuckled before you punched his thigh, “you shut up. i bet you’re part of this.” you said as he pinched your thigh, you bit down on the flesh of skin, “i’d hush up if i were you baby.” he said tugging on your thong string as you smacked his hand off, “nice try.” you said rolling your eyes.

by then there were just lots of talking and conversations, you kept dealing with pedri and fermin, you already had soaked panties from all the filthy thoughts filled in your head. by then the gathering was slowly coming to an end so once joão got up, you got up. a loud gasp coming out your mouth as you felt fermins hands rise to your ass, you smacked his hand off. “quit.” you murmured before pedri got up himself as he smirked, “is he being a little touchy..” he said as you nodded your head before he chuckled, you walked out of the restaurant, your arms growing goosebumps as you felt your nipples hardened, you bit down on your lip holding back your moan as fermin walked over to you. “what’s wrong?” he said as you shrugged before he touched your shoulder, “you’re cold.” he said as you nodded your head, he took his jacket off as his white long sleeve hugged his biceps tightly and perfect. you swallowed nervously before he wrapped your shoulders with his sweater. you smiled before you kissed his cheek, “thank you..” you said as you walked quickly to joão trying to catch up with him for no suspicious activity, “hey birthday girl, did you enjoy the little reunion.” he said as you nodded your head, “it was alright, you didn’t have to point out embarrassing moments tho from when we were kids..” you said as he giggled, “also who’s jacket-“ he said as you giggled, “fermins.” you said as he glared at you, “okay, give it back to him tho.” he said as you giggled again before you saw the two others catching up to the car.

“you’re going in the front, those two in the back y/n.” he said as you nodded your head as you got in the passenger seat, before fermin and pedri were now riding on the back. you gulped as joão got in the car before he started the car, driving back home as you just hoped for none of them to speak up about ANYTHING that had happened in the restaurant as you played with the sleeve of the jacket. you whimpered at the pain of your feet due to your heels, you removed your heels as joão looked at you. “what! my feet hurt.” you said as pedri chuckled, joão parked the car as you got out the car before holding your heels as you got out the car. before walking in to the house, you limped to your room as you left the door half open, you heard conversations upstairs, joão talking to them about the guest rooms upstairs, your room being not that far from the rooms. who knows what would happen, you looked at pedri from upstairs as he winked at you, you giggled quietly before running back to your room. you grabbed your heels as you went to your closet to organize your mess, you heard your door open as you got up, you looked arond closing the door as you stumbled a bit before your back hit fermins chest. you shrieked as he pinned you against the wall, “what are you doing here! you’re supposed to-“ you spoke before he kissed you deeply and desperately, as if he was in hunger..for you. you kissed back cupping his cheeks as he moved to your neck, kissing it lightly biting on your skin, “no tienes idea de lo mucho que te quería hacer esto enfrente de tu hermano.” (you have no idea how badly i wanted to do this infront of your brother) he whispered in your ear as he chuckled sending you goosebumps as you whimpered, a knock on the door as he moved himself away from you.

“hide in my closet!” you whispered as he quickly walked over there, you opened the door as you saw pedri, “what are you doing here..” you said as he leaned against the doorway, “mm just came by for your surprise, it should be here any second-“ he said as you furrowed your brows, “any second?” you said as he got in your room pushing you on the bed before he closed and locked the door, you gulped before fermin came out of the closet. “you two ca-“ you said getting cut off as pedri chuckled, shaking his head, “why are you two here..” you said as he chuckled, “guess hermosa.” he said looking at you, as you looked at both of them. “i can’t take both of you together! i don’t know what it’s like having two dicks inside of me!” you said furrowing your brows as he chuckled, “well, how about i tell you we’re experimenting for your surprise..afterall, you’re brother said you like us and your interviews say so.” he said smirking as you swallowed nervously, everything you thought was secret now being out “y-yea.. you’re right..” you said before pedri kneeled down as fermin sat next to you, “we can’t th!-“ you slightly yelled out before fermin grabbed you by your chin kissing you again, you kissed back as pedri began kissing on your thighs. you blushed heavily as your cheeks warmed up, pedri pulled on the hem of your thong now being wrapped around your ankle as he lifted your dress up, “wow..so pretty..” he murmured as you blushed before he kissed ontop of your clit, you whimpered as he dived down. kissing and licking your clit, collecting the wetness as you moaned in between the kiss before your hand traveled to fermins crotch.

he kissed down on your neck as your hands made their way down to his pants, unbuckling his belt before you pulled his pants down, you palmed his clothed crotch as he groaned into your mouth. you continued kissing him as for pedri he sucked on your clit. needy whines and moans escaping out of your mouth as you continued kissing him, you slid your hands inside of fermins boxers stroking him slowly. you kept moaning into his mouth as he began kissing down your neck, you leaned your head back as your moans became much more loud and clear. pedri continued kissing around your clit, his mouth collecting the wetness as he hummed in happiness the entire time before his tongue slid into your hole. you arched your back gasping softly, “o-oh my god..” you moaned out as you rested your ankles on his shoulders, fermin sucking on the skin of your neck, your hands still stroking his length as you moaned at the sight of his cock. you pulled him off your neck as you cupped his cheeks again, kissing him deeply as he kissed you back. your free hand tugged on his shirt before you started unbuttoning his top before you fully unbuttoned every little button, as you removed his top tossing it to the floor. pedris tongue sticking in and out of your hole nearly causing your orgasm to trigger. you held onto fermins bicep, moaning uncontrollably as his hands roamed behind your dress, finding the zipper, unzipping the corset as you sighed shakily. “m-more..” you said as he continued nuzzling his face onto your pussy, he licked around your hole as you arched your back feeling the knot build up.

“fuck,fuck,fuck..” you moaned out as fermin watched your state of mind, he began to palm himself as he spread his precum all over his length. pedri continued to dive in as you gripped onto his hair, moaning loudly before fermin kissed you, shutting out your moans. the two of you sloppily kissing before pedri sucked around the little knob as he inserted his middle finger and index finger, thrusting them slowly inside of you. you moaned loudly as he continued thrusting his fingers, you began to tighten around his fingers as you felt yourself even closer “f-fuck! i-i’m gonna..!” you said as your orgasm washed over you as you squirted all over his fingers, the pleasure making you dizzy, he rubbed your pussy with his palm. your juices juttering out before he pulled his fingers out. you breathed heavily as you sat up pulling away from the kiss. you removed the dress off you as fermin admired your body, his cock twitching as you giggled before, you sat on your knees. you pushed fermin on the bed as you crawled over near him before grabbing his length, you palmed him slowly as he grunted before your lips hovered above the tip as you bobbled your head down, taking him all in as you moaned happily. “y-you’re so g-gorgeous at anything you do..” he groaned out as you bobbled your head up and down slowly, your mouth making sucking noises as your throat burned trying to adjust to his size, as in for a needy pedri he went behind you as he pushed himself in, you moaned loudly as fermin groaned at the vibration. “s-so big..” you mumbled as you gagged from talking before you licked a long stripe on the base still bobbing your head.

pedri began thrusting slowly inside of you as you were trying your best not to be loud, but honestly who cares. it’s your birthday. he gripped onto your hips before he continued thrusting himself into you, you held onto fermins hips as you continued sucking onto him before you began to sped up your head movement, you stroked what you couldnt fit as you matched your palmed movement with the speed of your head. fermin gripped onto your hair as you giggled before pedri thrusted his hips harshly into you as you moaned before he began thrusting quickly, a tight grip being wrapped around your hips. “you feel so amazing, so so wet..” he said as you blushed heavily still bobbing your head trying to hold back your moans, you pulled your mouth away from his cock as you giggled in between your moans, your hands making their way to stroking fermin as you spat down on him. the white bubbly substance making him moan as your eyes were already glossy and shiny, you jolted forward at every thrust pedri did before he slapped your ass, “enjoying yourself aren’t you.” you said as you continued stroking fermin, he looked down chuckling. “so gorgeous down there.” he said as you giggled, “no wonder your brother kept you away from us, my god you’re pussy is so incredible..” pedri murmured as you bit down on your lip before he thrusted harder, you moaned loudly. that wasnt until fermin pushed his member in your mouth, thrusting into your mouth. you moaned around him as you started drooling on him, particularly everywhere.

everywhere as in your saliva spluterring down to his ballls and your chin.

you gagged around him many times over and over and over due to your moans, pedri chuckled as he continued thrusting into you, his length filling you deeply and deliciously, your wet noises being heard behind you as he slapped your ass before he pushed your back much farther, your arse fully now in the air. you cried out as fermin looked down at you. tears forming in your eyes as you felt pedris hand hug your clit, as he began to rub on it. “fuckk..you’re all tight..” he said as you gagged on fermins dick, you held onto his hips as he continued thrusting into your mouth, his hands fidgeting with your hair as you looked up at him the entire time as you felt him twitch. you giggled as he smacked your cheek, you hollowed your cheek sucking on his tip as he groaned loudly. “d-don’t cum..” you said as pedri chuckled hearing your words come out muffled, pedri began twitching inside of you as he began thrusting roughly. spanking your clit, you choked on your moan as you moved your mouth further up to the tip of fermins cock, sucking on it and swiping your tongue in circles. “s-shit! no j-jodas y/n..me voy a-“ he said before he came all over your mouth as you moved your mouth away, his spurts of cum painting your cheek and upper lip as some of it landed on your nose. you licked your lips all over as you giggled yet again in the middle of your moans as you wrapped your mouth around his dick again, “i want m-more of your c-cum.” you said as he nodded his head moaning at the oversensitivity before you winked at him as you pushed your head deeper, your nose brushing over his pubic bone. he arched his back gripping onto your hair as you felt more drops of cum burst into your throat, meanwhile for a horny pedri behind you, he continued abusing your pussy as you created creamy white substance on his cock as he slid in and out of you.

you pulled your mouth away as you giggled again before fermin, slightly kneeled down as he kissed you tasting himself in your mouth, you kissed back with a happy moan as you cupped the back of his neck, pedri continued thrusting into you as you rubbed your clit for more as you felt your orgasm approaching as every thrust kept coming and coming. you screamed the second you felt his tip brush through your g-spot, “o-oh my god!” you said between as you saw stars, little sparkles forming in your vision as you felt like if you were in heaven. a type of heaven you cant comprehend, you felt pedri everywhere, especially burried in your stomach. pedri smacked your hands off as he spanked your clit rubbing on it quickly, you screamed again from the overstimulation as you gripped onto fermins bicep. he kissed you deeply as tears began slipping out your eyes, he cupped your cheek rubbing it slightly with his thumb, as you smiled in between the kiss as you came with a loud moan, squirting everywhere all over his dick, your pussy clenching causing pedri to squirt his loads of cum inside of you as you breathed heavily. pedri fell on your back as his back was arched before he spanked your ass as he stroked himself just a bit. you breathed heavily trying to catch your breath as you fell on your stomach, you closed your eyes for a bit as fermin got off the bed.

suddenly pedri flipped you over as you whined when he slapped your boob, you looked down at fermin as you swallowed nervously before he squeezed your hand for reassurance before you felt pedris dick hover over your face. “look at you all happy for us..isn’t that cute..” he said squeezing your boob as you giggled before you looked at fermin, “n-need you in me..” you said as he chuckled, “needy aren’t we..” he said as you giggled squeezing your tits together as his cock twitched at your little attitude, you bit down on your lip before spitting down, giggling as he climbed on the bed just a bit. “quit teasing.” he said as he shoved himself in harshly, you moaned loudly as you closed your legs shut around him before he began to thrust deeply into you, your eyes rolling back to your head as you felt his thick length stuff you in. pedri looked down at you as you looked up sticking your tongue out as you giggled before he placed the tip of his dick in your mouth as you began licking circles around the sides of the tip, he groaned as you slightly started to suck around it before he pushed his cock further in your mouth as you moaned around him, a loud groan escaping from both of the boys penetrating into you. you continued moaning as fermin held onto your hips before he squeezed your boob, gripping onto it as you choked on your moan, meanwhile your mouth was filled with pedris member as he thrusted in and out of your mouth. “is this what you thought about, the entire time you were at dinner.” pedri said as fermin chuckled, “y-yes..” you said as it came out messy, your throat making sounds. explicit sounds you can’t explain as pedri slapped your free boob, “say it again.” he said as you cried out at the slap, “don’t slap her boob like that.” fermin said smacking his hand away, as you moaned uncontrollably gripping onto the bedsheets. “you just cant s-stop l-leaking..fuck..cant y-you..” fermin said as you giggled, before pedri pushed his dick deeper. you gagged loudly as you swirled your tongue around his base.

he continued thrusting your mouth, gripping your throat as you felt tears burning from the sensation. you gagged over and over before you started wiggling underneath him as he moved his dick away, you breathed heavily as he slapped his member against your tongue. you giggled before sucking around the tip. “c-cum in my mouth..” you whispered as he chuckled before pushing himself back in your mouth, thrusting into it slowly as his balls hit against your chin. you moaned loudly as you tightened against fermin, you brought your fingers up against your clit as you began to rub circles around it. “no. that’s my job.” fermin said as he thrusted his hips roughly, you screamed a bit before pedri covered your mouth, “shhh princesa..” he said as you nodded your head quickly, tearing up from the pressure as pedri moved your hand away, you were moaning uncontrollably. loudly to the point it echoed through the room and bed creaking itself, pedri placed his dick back in your mouth as he thrusted into your mouth slowly. you gagged on your moans holding onto the sheets as your hands crinkled them. you felt him twitch in your mouth as you sucked around him again, swirling your tongue. “g-give me your c-cum..p-please..” you said as he looked down chuckling, “repeat it again.” he said as you said it again, he chuckled pinching your nipple as you cried out before fermin smacked his hand off again, “o-oh fuck i’m going to..” he said as he shot his cum into your throat, you gagged before sucking around the tip, as you felt fermin load his cum in you, he pulled out rubbing his dick all over your pussy as you shrieked sobbing out a moan as you squirted yet again all over him. you laid there breathlessly before pedri pulled his cock out as you licked around the tip, more cum shooting onto your tongue as you moaned happily.

you sat up on your forearms looking down at fermin as you smiled lazily at him before you squeezed yout tits again as he chuckled before patting your head, he slowly pulled out as you whimpered at the stretch feeling empty as you sat up carefully. “w-what now..” you said as fermin pecked your forehead as he hovered above you. you smiled as you looked at pedri, “w-where are you going..” you said as he smiled slightly, “don’t worry. you’re brother doesnt want anything bad to happen so, i’ll be heading out now. happy birthday tho sweet girl.” he said rubbing your cheek and patting your head as you smiled before he got fully dressed again as he walked out your room quietly, closing your door.

“s-so why are you h-here then..” you said trying to catch your breath, “h-hey!” you said fermin held you carefully walking to the bed as he got the two of you under the covers.

“shhh..” he said as you nodded your head, he wrapped his arm around you as your hand rested on his chest, feeling his heartbrat against your palm. “i stayed because i talked to joão about us.” he said as you looked up at him, “you mean, you asked him if you could sleep with me..?” you said as he nodded his head, “he knows i like you, he trusts me more than pedri. he planned this surprise for you and so did i.” he said as you giggled before you cupped his cheeks, “mmm..thank you.” you said as he smiled, “you know i love you right?” he said before leaning into you closely as he kissed you softly, you kissed back cupping his cheeks before he held your waist placing you on his lap, you whimpered as you continued kissing him. he pushed himself inside your hole as you moaned in between the kiss.

“are y-you sure..?” you said as he nodded his head, “j-just us.” he said as you nodded your head, before you leaned into him, forehead touching as you kissed him moving yourself slowly against him.

you were still riding fermin, your hands placed on his chest as your moans kept coming out uncontrollably, you moaned loudly as you felt your lower stomach warm up. “i-i’m close! f-fuck fermin..!” you said as he began to rub your clit in circles, you leaned your head back, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he moaned at every hip movement you did against his dick. “i-i’m g-gonna..”you said sobbing out a moan as he groaned loudly feeling you tighten, “h-hold on..and wait f-for m-me.” he said as you nodded your head, bouncing up and down on his dick as he grabbed your waist, pushing you down deeply before your orgasm washed over your body as you panted, falling on fermins chest. he filled you up again with his seed as you bit his shoulder giggling, he looked down at you kissing your temple as you smiled lazily, “a-are we f-finished..” you said as he nodded his head, you pulled yourself out as you laid down next to him, crossing your legs as he wrapped his arm around you. “y/n” he said as you looked up at him, your eyes glossy from the overstimulation that you were trying to get used to, “s-si?” you said as he looked at you, “i love you a lot, you’re a really nice girl and i appreciate you for the way joão looks after me and even myself.” he said as you smiled, pink tint flushing over your cheeks.

“..be my girlfriend..” he whispered in your ear as you giggled, your hand cupping his cheek as you rubbed his cheek with your thumb, “i want to be there for you, even through your bad days. i want to be the love of your life.” he said as you smiled, your heart fluttering more, “yours forever..” you said as he smiled before kissing you, you kissed back, after everything, every little smile and interaction. it finally happened. you pulled away from the kiss giggling as you yawned laying your head on his chest, “can we sleep now..” you said as he nodded his head before looking at the vase of the pink and white flowers he got you, he smiled befor he kissed you again as you smiled kissing him back, “cant get enough of you..” he said said as you smiled, “i’ll be back..” you said as he nodded his head, you got up as you went to put on a pair of panties on. percisely a white lace pantie with floral designs, you took off your stockings as well, as you walked back going under the covers as you turned the lights off your lamp, you got in the sheets resting your head on fermins chest before the two of you dozed off.

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