#but i reallyyyy enjoyed them this time

[kairithemang0]

Husk and Angel doodles I did today. This was my first time drawing them both and I kinda tried to keep them in my style? Angel worked out better than Husk on that. Does this count as Huskerdust??? I'd say it does, Angel is a flustered bean over the goofy bar tender and I love them for them

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #angel hazbin hotel #they're silly #i don't make ship art often #my art #i like them a lot #i rewatched the series today and I really enjoyed them this time #I enjoyed them the first time #but i reallyyyy enjoyed them this time #did this in likeeeee 20 minutes? #yes i didn't try with the wings #shrug emoji

[ilys00ga]

𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲.

➞ pair: yoongi x female reader.

➞ word count: 1k

➞ synopsis: "yoongi and reader making a meal together for yoongi's parents" with a little bit of a domestic twist.

➞ genre: established relationship, husband!yoongi, dad!yoongi, just fluffy fluff fluff, they cook together, dad!yoongi, nothing goes wrong, dad!yoongi, just pure happiness, they also call it tooth-rotting fluff lol, did I mention: DAD!YOONGI ???, they have a babygirl uwu <33

➞ A/N: first off, thank u anon for sending me this super cute prompt, I loved it and had sm fun writing it!! second, EID MUBARAK TO MY FELLOW MUSLIMS OUT THEREEE <3 this is my lil gift for yall on this eid. it wasn't supposed to be this long tbh, and I haven't written anything for over a month, so, sorry if this is kind of messy and all over the place??? im trying to get my sht together again. but I really liked the prompt and!!! had to write it!!!! kkk enjoy bbys <3

ps. any form of feedback is reallyyyy appreciated. I live for compliments :) !

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It was one warm spring morning.

Yoongi was back from a long series of concerts just a couple of days ago. Grateful to be finally home with the two people that mean the absolute world to him. Your cat was purring on his chest as the two of you laid on the bed, enjoying the quiet of Saturday that had just begun, when his mother called to announce that, later that evening, she and his father would be coming over.

One thing led to another, and there you stood with your husband in the kitchen. One was chopping ingredients up by the stove, the other handling a mixer. Your two years old baby girl, Nara, was sitting in her high chair somewhere away from the oven and any other harmful thing. What used to be your favorite playlists playing ever so softly in the background as you fixed yourselves your favorite meals, together, was replaced with the mindless blabbering of your sweet baby girl instead, playing with the wooden spoon you had given her to play with some minutes before.

“Is this good?” Yoongi dipped the tip of his finger into the mixture he’s been working on, and carefully brought it up to your lips. You hummed in satisfaction as soon as the flavors hit your taste buds, a little bit taken aback at how he nailed your mother’s secret recipe only in the first try, “Great. You’re getting so good at this, Yoonie. I think you should take over kitchen duties very soon.”

He snorted, “If that means I’ll never have to do the laundry ever again, then sure.”

Feigning annoyance, you hissed at him, “You’re so lazy.”

“No one likes doing laundry, honey. Not even you.”

"You're so annoying."

Your daily bickering banters were disturbed by the sound of his phone ringing from the other room. He left to take the call, leaving you with your noisy little baby. The chef hat she had on her head–Yoongi's idea, by the way, along with the tiny apron she wore as well–was almost too big on her. It made her look a thousand times more adorable that you immediately started grinning and cooing when she looked up at you.

"And what about you chef? Are you having fun?"

She balled her fists up and raised them in the air, wiggling in her seat to let you know that she wanted to be picked up. Being the ever so whipped mom that you were, you scooped her up in your arms right away, and peppered kisses all over her chubby face. Her giggles seeped through your skin and locked into your bones, aching with a sickeningly utmost adoration.

“Mom said they’re almost here.” Said Yoongi upon entering the kitchen, putting his phone atop the table and smiling as soon as his eyes fell on the two of you—his girls.

“Are you being a good chef assistant, baby?” He cooed, kissing her cheek, then leaning in to leave a peck on your lips.

“She’s been blabbering her life off the whole time you were gone." you hummed.

“Mom is going to have a good time conversing with her this evening.”

“We’re almost done cooking now.” You reminded him, “Honey, check on the oven please.”

“Right.”

A wave of heat hit his face as soon as he opened the oven, but he smiled once he checked on the muffins, “they are done.”

When he took the tray out and swiftly put it on the counter, Nara erupted in a fit of loud blabber, flailing the arm that clutched on the wooden spoon in the air and almost smacking your face in the process.

It had your husband giggling, of course. He couldn’t help but join in and engage with her blather, how could he not when he got such an adorable chatterbox for a child? “Huh, Nini? The muffins are done! Yeah!”

He took her into his arms, allowing you to go check on the stewpot that was still boiling on the stove, before bringing her to have a look at the tray of the mouth watering muffins, and cheered, “look!”

Your heart, yet again, swooned, almost oozing out of your ribs with how tight your chest grew to be at the sound of your baby’s joyful squeals. She was all excited as her daddy showed her around the process of cooking the dinner for her grandparents.

Nara was having the time of her life. For some reason, she's always loved being in the kitchen. Yoongi once made a comment about her becoming a successful chef, which then turned into a long, heartwarming talk about your daughter and her future. The gentle smile Yoongi had on his face throughout that was one to die for, especially when he sulked about not wanting your babygirl to grow up. His pout was so intense, you ended up engulfing him in a bone crushing hug for almost half an hour.

It was moments like this one that you wished were pictures so you could cut them up and hide them. Somewhere deep inside your heart. Forever. That's how you often found yourself observing and admiring every single interaction your husband made with your baby, and that’s how you ended up listening attentively as he continued to talk so passionately and earnestly with her, while simultaneously attempting to work with his free arm to the best of his abilities.

She, at one point, got so ecstatic that she accidentally thrusted her arm forward and hit him in the face with that spoon. But he only turned to look at you with an affectionate smile.

Struggling through a fit of giggles, you slipped the wooden object from her grasp and gave her a big kiss; making sure to squish her doughy cheeks—a trait that she definitely got from her father, “No more hitting mama and papa for you!”

The little girl’s squeaks only got louder as she reached out with her arms towards you, addressing you with more words of her very own and special language.

“Family hug?” you asked, glancing at a grinning Yoongi.

“Family hug!” He wrapped his free arm around you, bringing your body closer so that Nara could get a hold of you as well, then added, “but let’s make it a short one or else my parents are going to come to a burnt dinner.”

#yoongi #bts #yoongi scenarios #yoongi x reader #yoongi fluff #yoongi drabble #bts yoongi #bts scenarios #yoongi gif #min yoongi #yoongi icons #suga fluff #suga fic #bts suga #suga #bts fic #bts gifs #bts army

[mazeinthemiroh]

In desperate need of how SKZ would spoil their girlfriends and the gifts they’d get for them like…I feel like lixie’s love language is gift giving so he’s the type to drop half his paycheck on his s/o😩✋🏾

how stray kids would spoil their s/o

genre: fluff

warnings: none

please like and reblog if you enjoy! feel free to request anything <3

bangchan

not only will channie spoil you

he will literally refuse you buying ANYTHING

i just keep thinking of that one clip when he and felix were arguing about who got to pay for stuff at the convenience store... oh the chaos...

like he's so petty about it but it's like a need for him

he needs to buy you stuff

let him buy you stuff!!!

it's just a tendency for him. ingrained in his personality for sure; not something he can control

lee know

he honestly doesn't really think about it at all

in his mind, what's his is your

you want his money? take his freaking money lmfao

spoiling you and treating you to things comes as second nature to him and something he doesn't take much consideration to

it just feels right to buy you stuff you want, and he doesn't give it a second thought tbh

it's just really not that deep to him 🤷

changbin

this man has his wallet out permanently istg

just waiting to pay for things, credit card ready to swipe asap

he's always buying you stuff

just because

like there is no reason for it

maybe he likes being a provider, sure. or perhaps he likes you depending on him to an extent

idk whatever is going through this man's brain, i just think it's in his nature to want to spoil his loved ones

hyunjin

hyunne likes indulging your hobbies

if you are a bookworm, for instance, he will spend not only his money but his time carefully picking out books for you to enjoy

or if you are an artist like him, he will buy you all sorts of paints and pencils and sketchpads. you name it, he's getting you it!

also he has expensive taste, so when he wants to get you a fancy gift he is not stingy with that credit card of his

with him, if he's in love, why should he limit that love? if one way to show love is to get something you've been wanting for ages, why shouldn't he?

han

he would much rather he spend money on you than the other way round

not for traditional reasons or anything like that. more that he feels guilty, like he's not giving enough

he's a very generous soul but sometimes in relationships, he likes to just sit back and relax

and then he feels like he's not putting enough effort in so he over-compensates by spending a tone load of money on you

you reassure him that he is fine the way he is and doesn't have to do that but now it's become a habit he very much enjoys

felix

you are so incredibly right anon

i mean for felix is feel like all love languages fit him because he is basically the human incarnate of love but yeah

gift giving is one of them

felix loves buying gifts i know i have said this so many times in every single felix related content i write but he just can't stop buying stuff for other people

he loves spending money in general, so what better way to do that than spending money on gifts for the person he loves most?

seungmin

he's quite sensible with his money and only usually really buys something if he needs it

but spending money on you is a bit of a different story

he doesn't limit himself nor does he ask if you actually need that item you've been wanting to be. if you want it, you got it.

will literally ask for your wishlist and buy you everything off it, i'm not exaggerating

he's not one to beat around the bush, our seungmin! he goes straight to the point, as he should 💅

jeongin

jeongin is a reallyyyy good gift-buyer

he's perfectly balanced, really. he likes getting you gifts here and there, some of them are personal and others are expensive. he likes to get both kinds of gifts so that your heart is touched but also you get something a little fancy from him too <33

much like felix, he likes spending his money. and he feels he isn't being wasteful with it when he is buying you stuff because it makes you super happy aww

#stray kids #skz #stray kids reactions #skz reactions #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #stray kids scenarios #skz fluff #skz scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #kpop #kpop scenarios #bangchan #bang chan #chan #seo changbin #changbin #felix #lee know #lee felix #lee minho #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #han #han jisung #kim seungmin #seungmin #jeongin

[blue-jisungs]

Helloo first of all merry christmas and happy early new year (or whatever holidays you celebrate)!!!! I don't know if your OPLA requests are still open, but i would absolutely LOVE a stabilished relationship sanji x (gn) reader where reader is kind of an ambivert who tends to be embarassed to speak their mind when they're uncomfy or when they need something, so sanji always keeps an eye on them to check if they're okay. Sort of like a couple who has their own language that no one else understands, just reallyyyy fluffy stuff

If you don't feel like writing it it's totally okay!!! Have a nice day<3

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author's note. hi anonnie!! sorry for such a late reply <\3 i don’t celebrate but thank u hehe i hope u had a nice time too ^^ to be honest i’m not really happy with how this turned out but i couldn’t think of anything else :( either way, i hope you enjoy it even a little bit :D

it was no secret that you have the tendency to get shy, especially when asking for something. it’s been always a struggle of yours, more often than not ending up in a position you didn’t want to find yourself in simply because you failed to ask for something… or deny.

which you were fine with, technically. sure, no one enjoys being in uncomfortable situations but you got used to it.

however, dating sanji was a turning point in your life. previously, your family and strangers would ignore your needs or just assume that if you didn’t deny anything, you were fine with it. this bad habit of yours took sanji a while to crack.

just like when you turned in the baratie for the first time with a friend of yours.

“anything else, pretty?” the handsome (your future to be boyfriend, not like you knew) blonde man asked with a charming smile. your friend shook jer head while you blinked. sanji used this opportunity to persuade you into ordering more “may i offer something?”

you were absolutely full, no more space in your stomach whatsoever. it was sure you wouldn’t fit more but–

“maybe dessert? such a sweet person deserves a tiramisu to end their day” sanji’s pearly whites glinted in a warm smile. and you nodded shyly, almost awkwardly.

he didn’t pay attention to it then but at the end of the day, laying down before sleep… his memory recalled the resistance in your eyes but a fake smile of acceptance.

since you dined at baratie quite often (yes, he was one of the reasons) sanji started to recognize your habits. that you ordered even if you were full or didn’t like a certain dish… and how you sometimes even forced yourself to eat it because you didn’t want him or the cooks to feel bad.

which made his heart clench – both with worry and because of how cute you are.

with him being your boyfriend and lots of free time on the going merry, which you joined because you two couldn’t stand the possibility of being far away from each other and luffy not minding at all (“the more the merrier”, he said), sanji promised himself to work on it. for your own good because he hated the fact that some people could get advantage of you.

like usopp.

“hiyaaaa y/n! would you mind cleaning the crow’s nest for me?” usopp asked, the usual wide grin adorning his face. you blinked, embarrassed to deny yet…

“wh… um…” you started and the great captain put the broom in your hands, patting your arm

“thanks! i’m sooo tired, you know?” he stretched dramatically, eyes closing. you had plans – you were supposed to help sanji in making dinner… but now…

“they’re not cleaning anything, usppp”

the boy’s eyes shot open and he jolted upon hearing sanji’s voice. the cook didn’t look so friendly – arms crossed, cold look in his ocean eyes.

“oh yeah, right! no problem… it was a joke you see!” usopp chuckled nervously and took the broom back.

“joke my ass. do not use them like that or next time the broom is getting shoved–”

“woah, woah, woah… i got the message” usopp squeaked and ran away to the crow’s nest. you pouted.

“sorry…” a sigh escaped your lips and sanji stepped closer, tucking a stray strand of your hair behind your ear.

“no, no. don’t apologize, there’s no need. but we need to work on that, darling” he smiled tenderly and pecked your forehead.

one day after telling sanji that you’re just too embarrassed to say no or speak your mind, he came up with an idea – that you have a secret code. obviously if you were too shy, you’d just tap him or wink twice. at first, you thought it was silly. but sooner than you imagined, you came to a conclusion that it’s a pretty brilliant idea.

additionally, even if you didn’t know about that, your boyfriend always kept his eye on you. scanning your face and reactions so he could barge in anytime; as creepy as it sounded because of that sanji knew you like the back of your hand and sometimes even without using words, he knew that you were uncomfortable.

“so, so, so! we should head out! there’s no time to lose!” luffy announced on a random monday morning, almost jumping off the walls “we’re going to y/n’s family island!”

your eyes widened as you watched the captain terrified, sanji instantly tensing.

“w… what? why?” you stuttered and luffy stopped in his tracks.

“it’s famous for its sewing arts, right? we need new clothes… and it’s gonna be fun! we’ll meet your family!” luffy grinned.

you felt sanji’s hand on yours, tapping your thumb twice. “are you okay?”, that’s what the gesture meant. you looked at him, hesitantly shaking your head.

“d-…” you didn’t even manage to choke out, puffing your cheeks.

“do we have to? we can get clothes everywhere” the blonde asked, moving his thumb in a soothing motion. sanji asked exactly what you wanted to. maintaining eye contact, he nodded. “i’ve got this”

“but y/n’s family…” luffy whined, pouting.

“y/n should speak for herself on this matter, luffy. maybe she doesn’t want to see them?” sanji hummed.

luffy has a golden heart and pure soul but sometimes could get a bit too much… and doesn’t understand some human reactions. and it’s not like you hated your family – you just left in a hurry, a tense atmosphere in the household. and you just weren’t ready to return.

“so?” luffy asked, rising his eyebrows. sanji squeezed your hand, encouraging you.

“i don’t really want to… see them. right now.” you mumbled shyly “sorr–”

“no, no. don’t say sorry, i just… wanted to surprise you” luffy smiled, his eyes twinkling. he came up to you and patted your head “we’ll go there once you’re ready. just tell me!”

nodding shyly, you watched luffy leave. sanji grinned and cupped your face.

“what? was it bad?” you asked, blinking.

“no, darling. you were very brave” he cooed and placed a soft kiss on your lips “i’m proud”

then sanji moved his hand to your back and drummed a melody, signalling that usopp is coming. you snickered and pecked his cheek, being met with a loud whine coming from the boy who just entered the room.

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[makoodles]

I feel like ghost is a touchy guy, like when him and f!y/n are driving or in public he will randomly put his big hand on her thigh to let her know he loves her, or just to show off how big he is compared to her

YEAHHHHH FOR SURE !!

like i love the idea of ghost being withdrawn and uncomfortable with physical touch a lot of the time given the horrific trauma he's been through in his life. and we're not talking the quiet kind of nervous uncomfortable, we're talking the makes-his-skin-itch-and-if-the-wrong-person-touches-him-he'll-put-his-fist-through-their-face kind of uncomfortable.

but when it's someone he loves, someone he feels safe with? he's gonna be fucking all over them. not necessarily in a grossly PDA kinda way, because that's not him, but in a quietly possessive kind of way.

he'll keep a hand on you always, he'll walk super close to you, linger so close behind you that you can feel his big chest pressed to your back. loves putting his hands on your waist and hips, because he feels like his palms just fit so nicely in the curve of your body. gets a real fucking kick out of how soft you are, especially in comparison to the enormous bulk of his own body, which is mostly all hard planes and angles.

he's touch-starved, though he's not necessarily aware of it. enjoys contact with his team; a hand on his shoulder from price, soap invading his space, gaz clapping their hands together after an op well done. they're people that he trusts, so he enjoys the contact once he settles into it.

i also headcanon that he has a super sensitive scalp and reallyyyy likes when you play with his hair, because it's one place that no one ever really touches.

he loves soft things, and he wants to crawl inside your skin and burrow down in your chest. since that's not possible, he'll just have to settle for laying his whole body across you with his full weight, crushing your bodies together until you're wheezing from the pressure. he just wants to absorb you right up

#clingy simon is my life blood he's so important to me #ghost #cod headcanons #simon riley x reader

[jungwnies]

⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ enhypen | s. things you do that fluster enhypen ! | p. boyfriend!enhypen x gn!reader ! | g. romance, headcanon, fluff ! | wc. ~0.5k !

⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ requested by @staytinymoagenezen !

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JUNGWON ⎯ 양정원

telling him you love him

telling wonie that you love him sends him into the biggest fluster

he knows you love him but telling him all the time really makes his heart and stomach have butterflies

or maybe even kissing the point of his nose

that reallyyyy makes him shy

HEESEUNG ⎯ 이희승

being clingy with him

hee is not used to you being clingy with him at all

when you are i think that he gets super flustered

especially when you just latch onto him for no reason

or when you just snuggle up to him in bed and look at his phone

whatever he's doing

when you just admire him and coddle him with your love

he won't admit it but it makes him super flustered

JAY ⎯ 박종성

surprising him with gifts

jay is the gift giver so when you've surprised him with a gift

he's very shocked

he doesn't even want to accept the gift because usually he prefers to give them

but if you insist he takes it

he also won't admit it

but he really appreciates it and it makes him feel things in his heart he's never felt before

JAKE ⎯ 심재윤

when you talk about the future

he doesn't really plan thinking about the future tbh

i feel as though he does things when he feels like it

so when you're talking about your future and you mention that

you see him in your future

it makes him soooooo shy

like his cheeks turn red and the tips of his ears turn red as well

it makes him fall even more in love, if that's even possible

SUNGHOON ⎯ 박성훈

kissing him

he will never get used to you kissing him randomly

grabbing his chin softly to turn his head and kissing him

he loves you so much but whenever you kiss him

he just gets reminded of the first kiss and everything

it makes him so flustered

he laughs off his flustered-ness

but then he kisses you again with full confidence

talk about duality or something, right?

SUNOO ⎯ 김선우

when you ask him about his day randomly

sunoo is not used to people really caring about his day

nor did he talk about his day

but he gets super shy whenever you randomly ask how he is or how his day went

sunoo loves talking to you so when you initiate the conversation

this bb gets a littleeeee shy

NI-KI ⎯ 니키

when you make the first move

riki is cocky, and he's a joker

he is very used to wearing the pants in the relationship or whatever

so when you make the first move with him

he gets super flustered

but he also really enjoys it

riki loves to joke so when you put him in his place

like i said, he enjoys it

but he won't admit that

he just continues to be playfully annoying

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[moshpitgamma]

i absolutely adore the way you write viva <333 I’d love to hear your nsfw headcanons ;)

Omggg thank you☺️ and I’ve been thinking bout it for sometime and thank you for FINALLY requesting it🤍🤎

Viva x Reader||NSFW Headcannons

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🌸Viva is totally into overstimulation. She will make you cum about 5 times before she gives you mercy.

🌸This woman is a sneaky fuck and will tease you just to see your baffled reaction.

🌸Viva kinks are hair pulling, edging, bdsm, and overstimulation

🌸She will take any risks she wants to do or you want to try out. If you want to try public sex, she’s all here for it.

🌸Her turn ons are you wearing her clothes, you getting overly excited like her, you giving her physical attention to her hair or face (She is REALLYYYY touch starved)

🌸When it comes to doing the do, she is into semi-sloppy sex. She will want to make a mess of you but wanna make it a little easier to clean up afterwards

🌸Viva is a switch but leans towards topping. If you want to be the top, she will let you, but once she sees you bottoming out, she is flipping y’all over and taking the reigns

🌸She prefers using her mouth and fingers, but when she uses a strap, you’re a loud moaning mess. Y’all can’t tell me she won’t handle a strap like she does it on a regular.

🌸She’s loud when having sex but knows when to be quiet when she has to.

🌸She’s more of a gentle dom but isn’t afraid to be mean when she has to. “Cmon my princess/prince/baby. You can take it, since you’ve been a fucking brat today.”

🌸I headcannon she’s also very flexible so she’s always putting her s/o into some sort of imaginative poses when pounding their guts.

🌸(pretend they have phones) She’s the type to record or take a picture of you while y’all are fucking or she’s giving you head to watch it later when she’s in the mood.

🌸She lovessss when you leave marks or scratch marks on her. She wears them as little trophies from her s/o. But don’t think she won’t mark you right back up.🤫

🌸If you wear anything pink or her type of styled lingerie, she’s gonna have you drugged up on her by the early morning.

🌸Viva can last up to 4-5 rounds because of her high metabolism and her high energy. If you get tired in between SHES giving you 30 minutes to catch your breath and she’s back on you again.

🌸WILL NOT AGREE TO HURT YOU!!! She’s only ok with spanking, but anything else is a hard ass NO!

🌸During the do she is very funny and makes jokes, but keeps it semi-serious if y’all are deep in the mood.

🌸When she’s in the mood she gets more physical and she pays more attention to you and your movements. She will also start grabbing on you and making her kisses more passionate.

🌸Viva keeps herself maintained down there and she’s kinda ok with being bald, but she prefers to have a little maintained bush down there.

🌸She is the queen of aftercare. She’s rubbing your body from the soreness, running a bubble bath, making your favorite snack, bringing you your favorite drink, and if you’re still up she’s cuddling you while watching a Disney movie (Moana or The Princess and the Frog.)

THATSSSS ALLL and I literally wrote this off of 2 hours of sleep and a badass headache so I hope y’all enjoy this☺️😮‍💨GAMMA OUT

#viva trolls #trolls x reader #trolls #trolls band together #trolls 3 #trolls viva #trolls viva x reader #viva x reader

[leondickrider]

love languages | simon "ghost" riley x gn!reader + könig x gn!reader

💭 . . . first time writing for these pookie bears | wc. 561

synopsis: what is ghost and könig's live languages and how do they express them?

before you read: fluff, maybe angst???, seperate, not proofread or beta'd, listening to the entire ultraviolence album as i write this | warnings: mention of ghost's backstory (sa)

ghost

words of affirmation

this is most likely one of Ghost's bigger love languages but specifically when it's farther into the relationship if that makes sense ?? like after the "i love yous" and stuff simply bc he doesnt want to rush himself or you. he's also slow with relationships in general so... however, over text he is very passionate and literally floods your texts with compliments !!!!! he wants u to know you're the only one for him and stuff, even if he can't vocalize this all the time

physical touch

physical touch is one of those love languages that he barely expresses, he warms up to it as time goes on but w his trauma he has a hard time with physical touch esp in early months of ur relationship. however. after you gain most of his trust, hugs are a daily occurrence! however this one is very important to him since he never knows if he'll come back alive and if he's gonna die he wants to die remembering how your hands felt wrapped around him or something idk???

receiving gifts

he feels bad for his lack of physical affection, so he will buy you any gift you want and not expect anything in return :( these gifts range from lil trinkets he found while deployed and reallyyyy expensive jewelry you looked at a second time :(

quality time

his second favorite love languages bc it could range from sitting with him in silence, to going to a shoppe, to spending a couple hours binging on your favorite show

acts of service

most common since he feels like doing things for you makes up for all the things he feels he cannot do for you. like being there for you all the time. he's always deployed so he feels like he simply needs to do things for you with the time he can to make you stay (i worded this weirdly)

könig

words of affirmation

okok! social anxiety, i have it, and i understand that it affects everybody differently. but i feel that he is good with compliments/words of affirmation however he words them in a very odd way?? he's the type of guy to say "you have a round head" or something, but mean it in a nice way. HOWEVER he calls you the cutest pet names in german, "liebling" "maus" "mein kleiner pookie wookie bär"

physical touch

absolutely adores physical touch!!! esp if ur shorter since he likes looking all tall and strong with his lil partner clinging onto him likeee ?? he is a bit awkward at first since he isn't really a softie but eventually he becomes a big cuddly bear lmfao

receiving gifts

he really likes to receive gifts from you (not that he doesn't give you gifts, he's a literal colonel he makes enough money to buy you a diamond ring) but he love love loves little homemade gifts. like a little card with little doodles and a little message (even happier if there's german if u don't know german!!)

quality time

i think he enjoys private quality time the most, just in the house together and watching movies or playing games. he has social anxiety so he probably doesn't like leaving that much. especially not when he feels as if all eyes are on him the second he enters a room, esp w his height and his mask :(

acts of service

he'll grab anything you can't reach 😪 but yea acts of service type of guyyy

reblogs and replies always appreciated ty <3

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[bloodynereid]

okay okay hear me out. gn reader. jordan. sleepy cuddles. just the two of them in the dorm with lazy kisses and snuggles and all the fluffy love in the world (and cute pet names of course). i think it would make me melt. i want i need i love - 🧚🏻

Ice Crystals & Hot Chocolate

pairing: jordan li x gn! reader

tw: kissing, mentions of ice storms, cuddling, overall veryyy fluffy

description: a snow storm arrives on campus and you know what that means... cuddles and hot chocolate galore.

a/n: hiii ty for this request omg i loved writing it!!! this is probably the calmest i've ever felt writing something weirdly enough. sorry this is so short btw, i'm just not feeling like writing anything reallyyyy long. anyways i hope you enjoy because ahhhh i really like it. ALSO pls listen to this snowstorm ambience and spotify playlist (which i didn't make but is soooo good) while reading because it just sets the vibe so so well <33

Howling wind roared against the windows. It was cold and dark outside, with swirling flakes of ice dancing with the air and falling in neat piles which quickly covered the ground. You were grateful to be cozied up under mounds of your favorite blankets and a cup of steaming hot tea. The one thing that didn’t let you totally relax was the fact Jordan hadn’t made it back to your dorm yet.

They had volunteered to brave the common room to try and find some hot chocolate, a must in this weather. However, she had been gone for over an hour and there wasn’t any news.

“Fuck!” A loud voice filled the room as the door was wrenched open and standing in all their glory was Jordan. You laughed in relief before bounding up from your cocoon on the bed. Just as you were about to embrace her into a hug you had the realization that Jordan was covered from head to toe in snow.

“Jordan, honey, what did you do?” You asked in both an admonishing and worried tone. They didn’t even head out with proper winter gear! She was literally wearing a leather jacket and a knitted scarf!

“I- well, you seemed so happy at the mention of hot chocolate and I couldn’t find any in the common room so I decided to go to Luke’s-” You interrupted their mini rant with a short laugh before throwing yourself into their arms, not caring about the fact your pajamas would probably be all soaked through now.

“I fucking love you so much, but you really didn’t have to do all that for me, sweetheart.”

“Of course I did, darling. Plus the mission was successful.” Jordan exclaimed as she pulled out a can of some very fancy hot chocolate from the pocket of their leather jacket. “Luke said that Vought sends their regards.”

You both laugh at that before you place a kiss on their lips, which felt like kissing an ice cube.

“Shit, Jordan. Let’s get you out of these clothes. You’re freezing!”

“Aww take me out to dinner first, darling.” Jordan said with a smirk, making you softly smack her shoulder before you started to pull off different layers of clothing.

Once you had both changed into fresh pairs of pajamas, matching ones of course, you settled back into your little nest of blankets. However, this time holding large mugs filled to the brim with hot chocolate which smelled and ended up tasting like heaven.

Your legs were entwined with Jordan’s and quickly tried to warm them up with fleeting kisses to his neck. Something which was probably more of an indulgence than an actually helpful action.

‘The Grand Budapest Hotel’ was playing softly in the background, it was already thirty minutes in but you carefully rewinded it so Jordan didn’t miss anything.

As the movie continued you could feel your eyelids starting to drop a few minutes after you had finished your hot chocolate. The movie, the thick chocolate and the solid warmth that was Jordan was quickly easing you into dreamland.

“Darling?” Jordan quietly asked as they pulled you closer to them and brushed his soft fingers against the skin of your cheek. 

“Hmmm.”

“Are you falling asleep on me?”

“Noooo.” You murmured before cuddling closer to them, an act that was basically impossible at that point.

“Mmmhh, go to bed darling. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” Jordan laughed out before placing a kiss on your forehead. You started to feel the weight of drowsiness really settle in at that moment that you almost missed the phrase Jordan uttered out.

“I love you.”

“Love you too.” You sleepily slurred out, you fell asleep to the sound of Jordan’s twinkling laugh. The perfect sound to end the night. A sound that you hoped to hear next to your ear forever.

i want sleepy jordan cuddles right this instant ! i would also love some snow to start falling, we had a minor snow fall a week ago but it was like for 2 seconds.

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[kandireadstarots]

the chaos in love...

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ a pick a pile tarot reading aiming to provide you with insight on the most chaotic aspects of your way of loving.

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Pile 1:

The secrets you keep.

They know too little about you most of the time, but there's an it factor which makes them fall for you anyways. You keep to yourself a lot because you want to protect your heart, you don't want to risk being hurt again or dealing with the anxiety of a new crush. You're comfortable loving yourself, but you have still haven't learnt how to allow others to love you.

I sense that you feel lonely even when you're surrounded by people who you adore and cherish. Speak up, I promise you won't regret letting them see your most vulnerable side.

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖

Pile 2:

A lover willing to risk it all.

The lengths you'll go to prove your love aren't always well received or understood, but you are genuine about them. Don't lose yourself in the search of someone who will understand your passionate ways. I see a lot of brightness coming into your life after you put an end to those vicious circles that are keeping you in the dark, unable to judge who is truly worthy of your energy.

Love it's not always about romance, most times it's about the peace that comes with unity and balance, bring those into your life and you'll see the difference.

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

Pile 3:

A dangerous charm.

There's something about the way you move thru life that it's intimidating for the people who find themselves still attracted to your energy, but too insecure to approach you. You are admired and idealized, and people sometimes find it hard to relate to you because they are scared of being rejected and the ones who do approach you, are unwilling to see your more human side.

There's no need to keep up this image of perfection and control. Be honest with yourself when it comes to where this need for perfection and control comes from and how its blocking you.

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[jaketsparrow]

Tending Part 5!

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x f! Reader

Word Count: 11.1K

A/N: Sorry I just had to tease you guys today and make you wait :) Again, I’m so very sorry this took a while, I just had a lot going on! I hope you enjoy the chaos of this chapter, my mind reallyyyy just went wild. 

Another special shout out to @gvfpal for being amazing and getting the first dibs on this piece! Thanks for always listening to my crazy ideas :) 

MINORS DNI

MENTIONS OF/ TW: Sexual content (of course), unprotected sex (Don’t do this!), angst, swearing, Dom! Jake, restraints, possible orgasm denial, impact play, etc, it’s filth. 

Masterpost

Driving lately has become a weird buffer zone in your life. Every time you get into the car your thoughts just start running. It feels like stepping out of your life momentarily; like you are closed off from your own world. It was like being in your own TV show and watching the recap of the last episode. It’s safe, isolating, and a place to let your thoughts just go. 

As usual, your thoughts go to Jake. He has consumed your entire mind. You were once happy being alone; in fact, you preferred it. Every man you’ve dated in the past year or so hasn’t been someone to take home to the family. Honestly, neither was Jake yet, but there was something different about him. Jake was different than any man you had been with, you felt like he did care for you, but he just didn’t know how. It was like he was a confused little kid who didn’t know whether to kick his mom or hug her when she came home from a long day away. 

You’ve never found yourself weak or needing a man, but Jesus fucking Christ, you needed Jake. Every time you’re in his presence you can’t help but feel your heart rate rise, feel the need growing between your legs… He just had this majestic siren song that you keep falling for. You’ve accepted at this point that Jake was right, he will never be the perfect boyfriend, let alone the perfect man. He was protective of you and did care for you, but he would never let you know that without a fight. 

“Pants off, now.” He commands. 

Oh.

Did he really just?... 

He’s standing over you with this stupid judging face. You don’t want to obey him, but your body is telling you other things. Your heartbeat has traveled from your chest down between your legs, pulsing at the thought of fucking him again. You feel frozen in this state of complete lust. Last night’s extravagance deprived you of his cock, and now… that’s all you want.

Clearly annoyed by your hesitation, Jake scoffs and reaches down to your waist. He wraps his arms around your midsection and lifts you over his shoulder. Your core cuts into his shoulders as he hoists you over him. You feel like a ragdoll trying to manipulate your way out of his grasp.

“Jake!” You whimper, trying to wiggle yourself into a more comfortable position.

“You really ought to learn to fucking listen to me.” His open palm meets your clothed ass, providing a cushioned, but still stinging smack. You yelp, quite loudly, surprised by his actions. He turns his head to look at your defeating position, “You’re in big fucking trouble now.” 

There he was. The Jake you have been craving. The Jake that surprised you your first night together. The Jake who you always secretly wanted, but were also a little scared of. This version of him was almost completely heartless, using you as he pleased. You become his plaything when this persona switches on. And you enjoy every minute of it. 

He loops his fingers underneath the waistband of your sweats and yanks them off in one vigorous pull. Your ass is now on full display. You reach below his shirt and rake your nails across his lower back, trying any means to rile him up further. 

Jake winces through gritted teeth, “You’re such a fucking whore.” 

“And you fucking love it,” You cry.

Another open-handed smack breaches your ass; another yelp fires out of you. This one is sure to leave a mark. 

“You’re gonna wish you were good.” 

He starts his walk to the bedroom, and you continue to try to wiggle free of him. His grip is firm on you and the position he’s burdened you with provides no leverage to win. Although you really don’t want to be set free, it’s more fun not to completely comply with 

his whims. 

He approaches the bed and throws you down with a brute but controlled force. Your head falls back into the mattress you neatly made not that long ago. You reach your hands out to brace yourself from breaking. The fabric bunching up in your fists. 

“Hey! I just made this!” You chime.

Speaking at that moment was something you instantly regretted. 

Jake is standing over you, breathing hot and heavy. The tension in the air is thick and you know what you have gotten yourself into now. His demeanor is fierce, brow furrowed and eyes glaring through you. His hands are balled up by his sides and you can see the rigidity in his body. Behind his eyes, his brain is wracking through plans of what to do with you, his disobedient girl. 

You slide your legs up and down the mattress, nervous and excited about what he is thinking of. You run your hands down your stomach, trying to entice him to do something, do anything to you. Anything he wanted. You slowly part your legs, presenting yourself to him. 

“No. You don’t deserve that.” He barks, “If you think any of this will be for your pleasure… You’re delusional.”

“...Jake.” You beg. 

He reaches down towards your head, sending his fingers through your scalp and to the back of your neck, whipping you up, tugging his fingers on your hair. He leans closer to your face, still hovering over you. 

“Not.” A harsh pull at the back of your head puts you eye to eye with his looming presence. “My,” Another wincing pull tearing at your scalp, “fucking name.”

Jake holds you in his grip, dominating you completely. You feel defenseless, like an injured bird, waiting for him to care for you, but he doesn’t. 

“Please! Please, sir!” You beg. 

He releases you from his grip and your neck snaps back up to its rightful place. 

“Color.” He demands. 

You look up to him, eyes fierce and ready. “Green.”

Jake grabs your jaw, resting his grip along the bone, “You are mine right now. I didn’t give everything up for you to be flirting with my fucking twin. Do you understand me?”

You nod your head vigorously, feeling the shame settling in you. Who knew you could feel ashamed and horny all at the same time. 

“Words.” He orders.

You swallow any shame and try your best to put it aside; it wouldn’t help you now.

 “Yes, sir.” You mewl.

His hands move to the side of your neck, holding your jaw firmly with his thumb. 

“You know what you should be doing right now.” 

He guides your eyes down to look at the growing bulge in his pants. He seems harder than ever before, completely drunk on his own control. You look up at him through heavy eyes, scared. You’ve been here before. You need to please him again. 

Jake releases his hand from your jaw and moves it to run his fingers through the top of your head, coaxing you to get started. Gently placing your hand on his cock, you try to gently stroke him through his clothes. 

He fists your hair into his fingers, “No, no teasing. You don’t get to do that right now.” 

There would be absolutely no option for control for you. No teasing, any brattiness would come with a consequence. Jake steps back and leaves a bare spot on the carpet in between you two. His hand pushes you forward, launching your feet onto the rug, and then onto your knees. He releases his hand from your scalp and starts unzipping his pants. 

You are completely silent; compliant with his wishes. Waiting for his instructions. Your head rises to watch his cock slide out from his boxer briefs. It was daunting to see him like this, completely full, swollen even, bigger than you ever thought he was before. His right-hand grips around the solid skin, slowly stroking. His other hand reaches out to grab your cheeks, holding your mouth open in an ‘o’ shape. 

Your eyes graze up his body to meet his eyes. The chocolate brown irises are almost unrecognizable in this position. His dominating stature shines over you, completely taking over you. You can feel your excitement growing beneath you, but there is nothing you can do about that. The warmth that was blossoming between your legs would be shut until your turn if you were even allowed one. 

He loosens his grip around your jaw, resting his hand under your chin. 

His velvety tone sweeps into the air, relinquishing any uncertainty you had, “If you need me to stop,” Three taps of his fingers rap gently across your jaw, “Just do that, okay? Tap three times.”

“I won’t need to stop.”

A complete surge of neediness consumes you. You need him, you need to make him feel special, to remind him that you were going to be the woman he would never forget. You take your hands from your lap and fly them to his body. One hand grips into his thigh and the other takes its position around the base of his shaft. You nearly knock him over in the act, sending him into pure bliss. Almost taking him out of his command, shocking him with your ability to be the whore he wanted you to be. 

“Fuck…” He cries. “My fucking little slut couldn’t even wait-”

You slide your mouth as far as you can down his shaft, gagging yourself on all of him. His body shudders below your hand and you feel proud of your ability to melt him as much as he does to you. 

It doesn’t take too many wet strokes for him to finally gather himself back. His hand reoccupies the back of your head, trying to chase that same feeling again. Your mouth is shoved with as much of him as you can take, almost too much to handle. It’s worth the praise, you tell yourself. Take all of him now, and get all the rewards you can. 

“You’re taking me so well.” He says in gravely tones. 

You truly weren’t, you were choking him down, barely hanging on. Tears streaming down your eyes. You try to shoot your best doe eyes up at him, begging for him to have enough. You were reaching your limit, pushing yourself to a new maximum. 

Your head kept bobbing rhythmically against him, trying to hold him deep in your throat. You were doing things you didn’t even know your body was capable of. 

“My best little whore looks so good down there, sucking my cock.”

A swift and hard push of the back of your head launches you as far as you can take Jake, knocking your nose into his lower stomach. 

Three taps.

Fuck. You did need to stop. 

Jake slides out of your mouth as you cough heavily, gasping for air. You collapse your head, trying to stabilize yourself. Deep breaths. 

Jake tucks himself back into his pants and tries to assess the situation. He bends down to you, bringing his face down to yours; sweeping the hair out of your face. The switch was flipped, he was going into protective mode. 

“Sunshine.” He whimpers. You try to hold back your coughs and lift your head to his. He pushes the last strand of hair out of your eyes, “Are you okay?”

You nod your head, holding your breath in fear that more wheezes are going to escape. One deep breath through your nose clears the burning tickle in your throat. 

“Yes, I’m okay. Keep going.” 

His face lights up with your permission. The classic Jake smirk runs across his lips, almost a full smile revealing his excitement. 

“Good girl.” 

The words melt you. Any bit of praise was going to keep you going; it was going to make you need him more. 

He lifts you slowly back onto the bed, trying his best to be gentle only for this moment. He sprawls you out onto your back and sits next to you. 

The slowdown of all the action, the passion, is getting to you. He’s treating you like a weak girl, but you weren’t. He just took you by surprise. You wouldn’t let that one moment take away the Jake you had been craving. 

“C’mon, are you going to fuck me?” The words sputter out of you, only half confident, but still ringing strong through the air. 

Jake snaps his neck to scowl at you. There it was. 

His arm travels to your neck, holding you in place, once again choking for air, “What if I’ve had enough of you today? What then?” 

What if? Would he still be here if he did?

“You fucking want it and you know it… You’ve been thinking of it since last night. Seeing my cunt all soaked and not getting to feel it for yourself.” 

Who the fuck just said that? A month ago those words wouldn’t have even been something you would be comfortable thinking, let alone saying out loud. 

Your vile words shock Jake as well; you can feel the grip on your neck waiver a moment as he processes. And then. Well.

“You think you fucking know it all? My little slut thinks she knows me better, huh? I think it’s you that’s been craving my cock. You could barely wait your turn to fucking choke on it. You’re dying for me to fuck you. You’ve been naughty, trying to get me to take you. Being a little whore in front of me. Now you can wait.”

Jake stands up, and for a moment you’re actually worried he’s about to walk out of the room. Instead, he reaches for your left ankle and yanks it to the corner of the bed, the sheets sliding you across the mattress. 

“Shirt off.” He orders, and you comply instantly. 

He rounds the edge of the bed and grabs your wrist next, pulling it up by the pillow you slept on last night. With his other hand, he reaches deep into the side of the mattress between the bed frame and pulls out a restraint. It’s a soft cuff with velcro to hold it together. He holds it out for you so you can see. 

“Green?” He asks, eager for your answer.

“Fucking yes.”

A rip of velcro and then the cuff is wrapped around your wrist. You softly tug at the restraint, noticing it wasn’t going to be easy to break out of it, but you guess that was the point. 

Two more rips and soon your ankles are loosely restrained to the corners of the frame. You have more movement with your legs than your hand, but still would not be able to break free of the cuffs. 

He walks around the bed to the other side, surveying your naked body. Taking in each inch with his gaze. He was going to be the predator, and you the helpless prey. 

One last rip of velcro and the other cuff wraps around your wrist. Once he’s satisfied with the cuffs, he walks over to stand directly in front of you, watching you test each limb for movement. 

“What if I just left you like this? Just stood here and watched you beg for my cock.” The words are cold and cruel. You can feel the fire, no, the need burning in you with the thought of not having him. 

“No! Please, please. I need you. I want you.” You beg mercilessly. 

“So much for all that back talk before, huh? ‘Please’” He mocks. “I’m not so convinced you’re ready to be good yet.”

The need is gathering through your stomach, down between your legs. There was no way to hide the slickness that was starting; he would be able to see all of you.  

“Please!” You gasp, “I can be good, I promise sir… Just please fuck me. Fuck me, Sir!”

“Hmmm…” He drops his hands down on the mattress, staring you down, watching you writhe through the desire. “You don’t deserve anything. Trying to make me upset, trying to tease me, such a fucking whore today.”

The words coming from him are completely a facade. He knows he wants this now. He’s in too deep. He loves to see you like this, completely helpless; completely his. You have more of a say in this than he wants you to know. But you know what to do. You know the games he likes to play. 

“Please, baby. I know. I was such a bad girl… I’m a dirty slut. I fucked up. You can be mad at me, please… please just take me, I want to make you happy.” 

He watches you for a brief moment, letting the pleads hang in the air. His eyes are lit with an insatiable lust. He wanted it. He wanted it bad. He may be able to mask it with his words, but his body tells a completely different story. He pushes himself off of the mattress and begins to undress himself. Teasing you with each reveal of his tanned skin. 

First his shirt. The edges of the fabric slowly climb their way up his gorgeous soft stomach. It was like a curtain lifting at the beginning of a show, each inch elevating your excitement for the first act. 

The silence was eating at you. What was he thinking? What was he going to do…

“Please, Please…” You implore. 

Next is his zipper, slowly sliding down to once again, reveal his bulging, practically jumping cock. The sight of it is sending you into a ferality. You pull against the restraints, trying to lift yourselves towards it. Paying no mind to the forces holding you back, you try to reach for him.  

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” He growls, “So impatient.” 

Pleading moans erupt out of you. You feel like you’re being withheld from the thing you want most, well, because you are. You feel your core tightening. His sultry, teasing behavior is absolute torture. 

“I need you! I need it, please!” 

Slowly, the remainder of his clothes fall off of his body, revealing his perfect stature. His body looks like it’s carved with absolute perfection and care. Each edge is softly rounded, ready to be touched. 

He crawls across the bed, bringing his head close to your aching cunt. His breath permeates your skin. He reaches one finger up to your lower stomach, slowly dragging it from your navel to your clit. You’re whimpering with each movement he makes. 

“Is this...” He finally plants his finger firmly onto your bundle of nerves, shocking every muscle in your body, “What you want?” 

“Yes, yes, yes…” The words are echoing out of you, pressing for more. 

“You’ve been very good, surrendering to me. You know your a bad girl, right? That I’m being extremely forgiving for even taking you this far.” 

“Yes, sir…” 

His tongue crashes into you, at first wide and spreading you, then narrowing onto your needy clit. The first pass over you sends you into complete shock, you can’t do anything but feel. The restraints prevent you from being at all distracted by anything but his soft, precise movements. 

He builds his pace, tasting everything of you that he can. 

“Oh poor thing, you can’t even help it.” He teases, “You just have to take it all.” 

“I want it all…” It’s getting harder to even form sentences. All you can think about is his face on you, completely drenching you. His tongue exploring each fold, each sensitive spot. You feel the tightness, the excitement rushing through you. Your legs shaking, arms fighting against the restraints. Labored moans fighting their way out. 

“Oh, well that won’t do.” He stops everything, denying you the release you were feeling so close to, “I’m sorry sunshine, but this is for my pleasure. Remember?” 

You whine, exasperated cries spilling into the air. 

“Are you being ungrateful?” 

A flat-handed smack splays across your swollen cunt. You lift your neck to watch it all happen. The evil smirk splayed across Jake, the hand meeting your skin, the soft gasps escaping your lips. 

“Color?” He asks. 

You think for a moment, “Green.”

Another soft blow swats at you, absolutely wrecking your body. Each blow feels like a shock wave of filthy pleasure. 

“Fuck…” This moment felt so dirty. Felt so good. He always pushed you to new levels of pleasure. 

He wastes no time at this point. He can’t wait any further to feel you. He knows he can’t hold out on you any longer. 

Jake pushes himself up on the mattress and starts to slowly pump himself. A steady stream of spit falls from his lips onto his cock, lubricating himself. 

“Are you ready for this?” He asks, most likely not caring how ready you are, it just means he was ready. 

You nod your head, unable to even fathom the force he will bring to you. 

“Words.” He commands. 

You strain to focus yourself, “Please just fuck me.” 

He reaches over to the corners of the bed, releasing your ankles from the restraints, but leaving your hands in their disciplinary holds. 

He grabs your hips and lifts you to line up with him. His cock blows into you, straight to the hilt. You moan loudly, almost graphically. He squeezes his thumbs into your sides, stabilizing himself. Low grunts come through his gritted teeth.

He isn’t giving you any mercy, pounding himself into you. Each drill pushes further and further into you, breaking you in two. 

“Fuck, you feel so good,” You groan. 

“Yeah? My little slut likes getting fucked like this?” He asks. 

“She’d like it a lot more if you were harder,” You reply through choked breaths. 

You don’t need to beg much for this. 

“That’s why you’re my fucking favorite.” 

Jake assumes his hand on your neck, gripping you tightly. You thought he was going hard before, but this was unreal. Each pump into you provided a harsh blow to your body. It was calculated, menacing, everything you fucking wanted. 

You feel him fill you entirely, your cunt consuming every inch of his unyielding cock. You feel yourself already losing control, building to climax. He feels so good, better than ever before. You both feel confident in each other, and you both know how to get each other to the highest high. 

“Oh, you think you deserve to come?” 

Fuck. 

“Please!” You beg. “Please sure, please.” 

He looks deeply into your desperate eyes. He can see the absolute terror of being denied. You feel like maybe he might give in, might let you get there. You know how close you are and you can feel him getting there too. You risk it all. 

You wrap your legs around his waist, holding him into you, preventing him from escaping. 

“You fucking-” 

You both gasp in unison, reaching your orgasms just moments after the other. Jake lowers himself by your ear, uttering complete pornographic moans. It feels intimate to hear him like this, to hear how happy you’ve made him. 

Your body shudders underneath him, clenching around his softening body. Your restricting hold increases every tightening muscle in your core, lifting your back completely off of the mattress. Feelings of butterflies flurry through your body, starting from your satisfied cunt, down through your legs. 

You both mix within yourself, feeling your body flood with him. 

“You fucking slut.” He chokes out. 

You giggle in his ear, “Admit it, Jake, you fucking love it.” 

Instead of feeling excitement for your destination, you just feel uneasy. You could feel the sweat slickening the steering wheel the harder you gripped it. Deep down, there was a part of you that wished you didn’t agree to go see the band. 

The last time you interacted with Josh, it left Jake feeling jealous. He truly had no right to be jealous of you just making friends. But now, there was some lingering destructive intent. You wanted him to feel that way; as petty as that was of you. You were always the one chasing after Jake, begging him for attention, begging to be the only one. That morning with the twins was your opportunity to give him a taste of how it feels to be you. 

That point didn’t entirely come off to him, instead, the argument just led to more intense angry sex. That was always going to be the best way for you two to get in the mood. 

You hate knowing that Jake can get out of any argument by getting you fired up. At least you knew that all these arguments could in theory just be your foreplay, not ever real fights. It made you feel diminished, but then again, he would always find a way to make everything up to you by the end. 

Jake and his stupid, stupid apologies were going to kill you someday.

You both knew you had work that night, so Jake opted to drive you home so you could get ready. The morning and early afternoon flew by at his house. You were quite exhausted at that point and were ready to wash away the very sinful acts that still lingered on your skin. 

You didn’t have much time to prepare yourself for the shift and had to rush through your usual routine. Shower. Brush your teeth. Get dressed. Get out the door. The whole hour went by in a blur. 

And just as usual, you pull through the cavernous parking lot of fleets and find your always unoccupied spot in the back. You still manage to arrive before Jake, whose car was missing from the lot. You turn off the engine and head into the back door. The kitchen is busy, with loud clanging and shouts emerging from behind the hallway walls. 

You drop your bag and head out to the main floor. Chris is nowhere to be seen yet, and the only other employee you can see is… of course. Mariella. 

She’s wearing this shit-eating grin talking to the regulars. You feel a wave of disgust run over you and you have to try and control yourself from letting your emotions get the best of you. The last time you saw her she was trying to fuck up your relationship with Jake, and well… She succeeded. You can’t let her do that to you. You can’t let your jealousy burn through what you have with him. He chose you, and you chose him. 

Breathe through it, let it go, and kill that bitch with kindness. 

You walk to the bar and hop under the counter, joining her behind the bar. She doesn’t turn to acknowledge you as you clock in. It all feels so middle school. You pretend she doesn’t exist, and she’ll probably do the same. 

The dishwasher beeps and you run over to start emptying the glasses. She pops her head over to look at you briefly but turns back to continue flirting with the 40-year-old in front of her. 

You’re extremely annoyed, but continue to complete your chores; well technically hers. Where the fuck is Jake? And why the fuck is she still behind the bar? 

“Hey girl,” Hearing her voice is like the equivalent of drinking lemon juice. It’s bitter, soured, and ultimately- unpleasant. 

You don’t even bother to look back at her, instead zeroing in on the steamy glasses. 

“So,” She starts, “I hope I didn’t fuck things up with you and Jake.” 

You snap your head to look at her, trying your best to display how uncomfortable you are in her presence. 

She’s so fake. Of course, she hopes she fucked things up. She manipulated you with the perfect words to turn on Jake. You continue to pull the glasses out of the dishwasher, lining them up on the counter to be put away.

“No things are fine. We talked it out. He said he’s done with all the temporary girls.” You glare back at her. 

Being petty is fun. 

“Aw, well I’m so glad to hear it babes,” She rests her hand on your shoulder and breezes past you out from behind the bar. “Oh and don’t worry, I closed out all my tabs.” 

The rage is filling in you. You felt brave at this moment, ready to settle any sort of anger you felt with her. 

“Mariella.” She stops to turn, just a few feet away from the counter. You stride over to the corner of the bar, separating you two with the counter. “What you did…” Your voice and bravery is starting to trail off when the reality of the situation was setting in, “What you did was fucked up. You knew I liked him before you did anything with him. When I finally got my chance you chose to be a backstabber and try to kill my dream. That’s not what friends do.”

Her face hasn’t changed through any of your words. A scowl is burned across her brow, “Who said we were friends?” 

Her words take you back. You thought you had been friends. You had worked at Fleets together for over a year now and had spent many nights together drinking and complaining about the shithole bar. Now she was denying it all? 

No. You can’t let her keep getting to you. You can’t let her make you second guess yourself anymore. 

“No, you don’t get to do that to me anymore Mariella. You don’t get to make me feel like shit. So what you had Jake first? So what you don’t want to be my friend? I am not jealous of you anymore, and you can’t make me feel second class just because your tits are bigger and you can seduce any of these losers in this bar. I won. I get Jake.” 

Mariella bursts out laughing, almost in tears. “Whatever! You won! Great for you. Hope you enjoy it all. Good luck with that mess of a human! I hope you’re very happy together.” 

She continues laughing to herself as she walks into the back office. 

That wasn’t the satisfying ending you wanted. 

You pull into a spot in front of the venue. The parking lot was dimly lit and full of cars. People lingered in front of the door, chatting, sharing cigarettes, waiting for something exciting to happen. 

The band had already been here for an hour or so setting up; probably having some pre-show drinks to loosen up. Even though they don’t go on for another twenty or so minutes, you decide it is better to leave earlier than to just sit idly waiting in your apartment. But now that you were here, and were early, you don’t want to go in until it’s time for their set to start. 

You feel your heart climbing into your throat. You truly didn’t think you would still get anxious over these things, but after everything that’s happened this week, it feels like walking on glass. 

You press your hands into your face and try to regulate the fear permeating through you. You try your best to flush it away, remembering you’re only here to support the band. You can’t let Jake’s jealousy control you forever. Whatever happens, happens. 

Jake walks through the back and heads towards the bar. As soon as he sees you a huge smile appears on his face. Was he actually happy to see you, or was he just thinking about what you both did just hours before? Either way, you smile back. The cheerful appearance of him is making you blush. Everything starts to feel real like never before. 

The back office door opens again and you see Mariella waltz out to the back. Chris appears in the doorway, making direct eye contact with you. Shit. Did she just tattle on you for being mean to her? Why does every interaction with her feel like high school all over again? 

Chris brings his hand up to wave you towards him, one finger inching in his direction. An audible sigh escapes your lips. Jake jostles to the bar and hops over the counter with incredible agility. 

“What the fuck?” You ask, completely perplexed at his insane amount of energy. 

He laughs, knowing how strange his action must have been. He walks past you, quickly uttering, “You make me feel like a whole new man baby.”

You would be inclined to jump onto him and mount him right there if you knew your boss wasn’t also staring you down from the other room. You try your best to acknowledge Jake, while still slipping away. 

“Oh good, you needed a new personality,” You joke, slipping out from the bar, “One sec, I’ll be right back.” 

“Screw you!” He sarcastically jeers from the POS system. 

You awkwardly jog over to the office door, letting yourself in. Chris is already back in his seat at his corner desk. He looks defeated, and well, really annoyed. His hand is sprawled across the right side of his face, holding his shaking head. You close the door behind you, trying to make him aware of your presence. 

“Sit,” he barks, pointing at the spare dining room seat opposite to him. 

You gingerly sit down on the cold wooden chair and try to sit up straight, holding yourself as professionally as you can. 

“What the fuck is going on?” His words cut the air. 

What situation is he even talking about?

“With?” You ask, surveying for him to give you more. 

Chris sighs and leans back into his chair, resting his clasped hands over his beer belly, “Listen, you’ve always been a fine employee. You show up, you do what you need to, and you leave. But I don’t deal with fucking drama. I don’t deal with he said she said, she’s dating him, he’s into her, bullshit. That’s why I put the rules in place.”

Ohhh what the fuck? What the hell is he even talking about? Mariella totally fucking tattled on you- to your boss of all people! 

You angle yourself forward, your face painted with confusion, “Okay, first off, I don’t know what to say to any of that, second of all, what rule?” 

“The no dating other employees rule.” The what? Chris continues, “Jake knew about it... I had a conversation with him about it. And yet we still have bullshit! And I really don’t fucking want bullshit.”

“Hold on, hold on,” You brace your hands out, trying to slow Chris, “Why am I just hearing of this rule now?”

Chris drops his hands, “I dont know. I just… I thought you were a lesbian.”

Your face drops and utter shock goes through your body. “Chris-”

“What? You were always hanging around Mariella and never had a boyfriend and only flirted with the ladies.” He throws his hands up trying to save this conversation he has so clearly lost. 

“Chris… Just because I’m not trying to suck face with the forty-year-old alcoholics out there, does not mean I’m a fucking lesbian.” You bury your face in your hands, completely over this entire interaction, “You have to tell all the employees the rules. Even if I was gay, what if I dated one of the other girls here?” 

“Listen… I don’t know why I didn’t tell you, okay? But bottom line, Jake knew.”

“Okay,” You trail off, “So…? Sounds like you’re getting at something else here Chris.”

Chris squares himself, leaning his hands into his thighs, “Well… Either you two,” he motions with hands a cut across his throat, “You know, end it. Or, one of you has to go. We’ve had struggles with this in the past. You both are great bartenders, but that can all change when you start getting into little spats and fighting in the bar.”

Little does he fucking know… 

“So, you want me to end my relationship, which I don’t even know if it is a real relationship or not-”

Chris moans, “God. I don’t care what it is-”

“Or you want me to quit?” The words feel sour and morose. 

Chris stands up, trying to get out of the unpleasant exchange. He walks over to rest his hand on your shoulder. A sad, looming expression dawns on him. 

“Doesn’t have to be you, kid.”

He goes to open the door, letting the light of the bar flood through the office. You can feel the tears forming in your eyes. A slight choke sits at the back of your throat. Everything that has to do with Jake and you always is a fucking disaster.

Why does everything have to be so hard? Why can’t you just have it easy? Why can’t Jake just be yours and you be his? What does everyone have against you two? Is this a bigger sign that maybe he just can’t be with you?...

“Chris,” You beg, “Can I just talk to him for a few minutes?”

He shakes his fist and tries his hardest to let go of any frustration, “Fine, but make it quick I hate that regular.”

And the same as he did with you, he waves Jake over to the office. Jake tilts his head like a sad puppy and quickly jogs out from behind the bartop. He strolls into the hallway, and Chris brushes past him to go take his place. 

The tears are still welling in your eyes and you can’t quite regulate your breathing. The frustration and anger you feel for Chris’ stupid policy is mixing with the dissatisfaction of Jake once again withholding information from you. 

“Sunshine?” He asks confused. 

You grab his hand and pry him into the office, closing the door behind him.

“Sit,” You plead. 

Now the roles were reversed. You try your best to compose yourself and consume all the sad emotions that were begging you to crawl out. 

Jake sits in the same chair as you did, “What?-”

“Jake.” Breathe. Don’t take it too far, “Did Chris inform you of a certain… No dating other employees rule?” 

He shifts awkwardly in the chair, obviously trying to avoid the interrogation, “Well, yeah, but-”

“Please… Please don’t say we’re not in one, because that will fucking kill me right now.” Your voice is breaking.

He sinks back into the chair. For the first time, he seems… hurt.

“I wasn’t going to-”

“Jake if you knew, why didn’t you tell me? Now I’ve got Chris telling me one of us has to quit or we… or we… you know…”

He runs his hand through his hair and turns to face you head-on. He reaches out for your hands, and you half haphazardly return them into his grasp. 

“I didn’t want you to not consider us an option. So I didn’t say anything.”

You take your hands back from him, quickly planting them on your hips, “So you think putting my job at risk is perfectly fine? All this behind my back shit is getting pretty old Jake, and we’ve barely even been at this a few weeks.” 

He drops his head, catching the crown of his hair in his fingertips, “What the hell did you want me to do?” 

You throw your hands in the air, fumbling to even find the right answer, “I don’t know Jake! But we could’ve tried to figure this out together before I was once again blindsided by something you hid from me! Because of your mistakes, Mariella came tattling to Chris-”

He lifts his head, staring you down. His eyes are sincere yet concerned. A look you’ve never seen from him, “She what?” 

“I told her to fuck off. I finally stood up for myself and she came in here to tattle.”

Jake closes his eyes and clenches his fists softly, “She’s not the kind you attack with words sunshine.”

You shake your head, not even believing that he’s telling you that you shouldn’t have stood up for yourself, “Jake that’s beside the fucking point. Because of you now I have to choose between walking away from my job or you.” 

“You’re not seriously going to choose are you?” 

“Doesn’t sound like I have a choice. I don’t want to. I want you, but I also need a fucking job. And right now you’ve pissed me off again.” 

“Again, what the fuck was I supposed to do? Do you wish I did nothing at all?”

“No,” You retort, quick to remind him you did want this. 

He rises to his feet, trying to establish some sort of control in the conversation, “Okay, so what then? You knew we were going to be all or nothing, or at least I did. I knew I had to have you, I didn’t think the rule was going to be held up.” 

“Jake.”

He rests his hands on your shoulders, “No, don’t fucking choose. What’s he going to do?”  

“Jake I’m pretty sure he’s going to fire one of us if we don’t pick. And we’re both on thin ice here so it will ultimately be whoever he likes more…” 

Jake shakes his head and drops his hands off of you, beginning to turn towards the door, “Can’t believe it. That you’re even considering it. After everything.” 

You grab his wrist, “After what Jake? After you finally decided you wanted to be with me? After I sat waiting months for you? After you fucked my friend? After you avoided this whole situation? After what?”

He snaps his wrist back to his side and reaches for the door handle. He shoots one last distraught glance back before heading back out into the hallway. 

It was about halfway through their set before Josh jumped off the stage to rush to you. He had been waiting for the right moment to run over to you all night. Shooting you happy glances, singing to you from the stage, and even ushering Jake over to the side you were sitting on so you could see him better. 

He waited until the worst possible moment to rush over to you, during one of Jake’s solos. 

He was worse than you when it came to pushing Jake. You could push him and get away with it, you knew it was all an act. But with Josh… He thought it was all a fun game, not realizing later that you would have to defend his actions like they were your own. 

Josh grabs your hand to lift you out of your seat, so eager to get you on your feet. The chair that you previously occupied clatters behind you. The crowd is completely distracted by Josh, and well, you. He swoops you close to him and soon your feet are moving along to the beat, jumping around with Josh in a flurry of happiness. 

Usually, you only had the enjoyment of watching live music, never participating in it. Here, you were now a part of this moment with them, and the one you wanted most to be happy for you, would clearly find this all too much. 

Josh grabs your hand and spins you around him, moving charismatically, so smoothly; quite romantically. If people were looking, they might think that Josh was the one you were with. Jake’s playing gets more technical with each moment, trying to win back the crowd’s attention, but everyone is watching his twin and you, swirling in a passionate dance on the bar floor. 

A smile is lit across your face; you’ve never had this much fun before, ever. There’s just enough whiskey in your system to completely evaporate any fear, or really notice the crowd cheering you on. You lower your hand across Josh’s waist, and he matches you, squeezing into your hip. You both circle each other, intoxicated in the glow of the moment. 

Jake’s solo slowly clamors to an end, and Josh realizes his cue to run back to the stage. He drops his hand from you and places a fragile kiss on your cheek before rushing back up to the mic. 

The crowd erupts in drunken cheers and you turn to notice the gathering they had made around the floor. They’re on their feet, clapping, enthusiastic about the thrilling moment. You awkwardly curtsey to the group and make your way back to your seat, picking it back up off the ground. 

The spirit of the moment quickly is burned when you look up and see Jake is not matching your excitement. A looming, angered glare is searing through any happiness you feel. He’s barely paying attention to the music, instead, steaming on the side of the stage. Gripping the guitar so tightly you fear it would break with any tighter hold. 

Shit. 

“Chris, can… I’m sorry can we just work this shift and figure it out tonight? I just want to do my job right now.”

Another classic Chris grunt and he waves you off, “Go. It’s gotta happen though. One of the choices.”

“Yes, yes I know,” You grovel, hoping that if you can’t come to a decision, he won’t be picking you to go. 

You rush back over to the bar and continue the chores you had left earlier. Of course, Chris didn’t bother picking up any slack, and neither did Jake. 

The thoughts are unraveling in your mind now. The control you had tried to exert is slowly withering away. Even though you had felt far more tough lately, you still couldn’t completely swallow the soft, emotional side of you. 

What the hell kind of choice is this? Lose your job or lose the boy you fought everything and everyone to have? Why does the universe fucking hate you?! 

Your body felt weighed, completely exhausted by all the drama and all the decisions. If you didn’t have responsibilities outside of this relationship, you would instantly pick Jake, but you can’t risk not having any income. You were a girl alone. No rich mommy or daddy to come to save you when you needed it most. You had given all of that up. No friends that could save you, they were miles away back home. You hate to admit it, but you were truly alone here. 

Sure, you had people, but no one that would be willing to take in a stray. Jake had his brother, he had more than you. It wasn’t fair to compare, but you were thinking it. 

He doesn’t seem to want to give you up either, at least that’s how it feels. He was heartbroken; defeated in that office. Just as sad as you. 

“Coming through-” Jake strides past you, holding onto three drinks, carefully balancing them in his hands, until he’s not. 

You turn to move, not realizing how close he was to you and knock your arm into his, sending the drinks flying over the front of your shirt. 

“Fuck!” You exclaim. 

Jake matches your sentiment, “Oh, shit.” 

You quickly run to grab a rag from the shelves behind the counter, trying to soak up the sticky liquid as fast as you can, before any stains set in. 

“Foul!” Yells one of the nasty regulars.

“Dude, shut up.” Jake retorts, rushing over to assist you, “I’m sorry, I should’ve-”

“It’s fine.” You don’t mean to be harsh, but in that moment all you could do was try to get him away. You didn’t want to think about him, about the situation, about any of it. You just wanted to get back to work. 

“This is Danny, and this is Sam,” Josh introduces the two other members of the band. 

You all gathered around the corner booth at the bar after the set. Jake had been avoiding you, taking his time to pack all of his things. The other boys were far less concerned with cleaning up, and headed straight to the bar, well straight to you. 

“Ohhh, so you’re the mysterious girl we’ve been hearing all about, huh?” Sam crosses his arms over his chest, surveying you, trying to be funny. 

“Oh yes, I’m very mysterious,” You joke back. 

Josh chuckles, “She isn’t one bit mysterious Sam, Jake is just always very vague with his lover’s darling. He doesn’t like to kiss and tell.”

You swallow back a large gulp of Jameson Ginger, “Oh yeah. I’m well aware.” 

Danny echoes into the conversation, trying to eagerly get in, “So how long have you two?...”

“Not long.”

“Oh,” Sam ponders, “I thought. Well, he’s been talking about a bartender for a-”

Josh shoots Sam a concerned look, trying to shut him up.

He knew? Did he know about Mariella? 

“Oh no, I’m not the only bartender,” Your comment is snide and condescending. You hope it’s not making a fool of yourself, but you want everyone to know the games Jake likes to play. 

You feel the alcohol finally hitting you now, maybe you didn’t realize it before, but standing with them for that short few moments was turning your mind into rubber. 

“Sam, c’mon. He’s your brother, you know how he is.” Danny whispers to Sam. 

Shit. Not another brother. 

“Was.” You correct, holding your finger out at Danny, “Let’s hope it’s was.” 

“Yes Mama,” Josh puts his hand on your shoulder, he turns to face the boys, “We like her, so we’re going to hope it’s ‘was’.”

“Where did he even go?” You ask, slurring your words slightly. 

Sam shrugs his shoulders, and is the first to sit in the booth, “I don’t know but I’m not waiting around for him to have any fun!”

“I like your thinking!” Josh exclaims, jumping in the booth beside Sam. 

Danny corrals on the other side of Sam, and Josh pats the empty seat next to him. Fuck. 

You cautiously slide into the booth next to Josh, trying to leave ample space between the two of you. 

The boys are like classic best friends. Danny and Sam seem to have a great bond, completely forgetting the fact that they aren’t blood brothers. They act like they’ve known each other their whole life. Their outfits are almost matching, both in patterned jeans and snug-fitting plain shirts. Their hair is just about the same length, except Danny’s is curly and wild, and Sam’s is sleek and flowing; similar to Jake's.

Josh is clearly the eccentric one of the group, sporting some sort of animal skin vest and low-rise dark wash jeans. He has on so much jewelry it jingles with each movement he makes. He’s practically wearing a tambourine with all the clangs. 

They all speak amongst themselves, raving about the set, the crowd, parts they think they nailed, and parts they want to work on more. It was a nice break for you to just enjoy being there with them, getting to know them just by watching. You were picking their brains without them even realizing that you were doing so. 

The two brothers fake-bickered with each other. Similar to how Josh and Jake would torment each other, but in a much more playful and innocent manner. You could see Jake in both of them, in different ways. Josh, well because they were twins, they shared eerily identical expressions. Josh just carried all of them in a more lighthearted way. Sam, on the other hand, you could see Jake’s sass within him. 

Just as you are finally ready to find a way to sneak into their fun, a presence joins you at the booth. You can feel the heat radiating off of him as he slides into the spot next to you, pushing everyone further down in the booth. His hand reaches over to your thigh, grasping it tightly, marking his territory. 

“Hi, Sunshine.” He grits through labored breaths. 

“Welcome!” Josh roars, “Glad to finally see you joining us!”

“Well, someone had to talk to the manager- who by the way, was very impressed by our performance. He wants us back next month.” Jake says these words as if they aren’t even exciting at all. 

“Oh! That’s awesome!” You cheer, looking around at all the boys. 

Their faces light up with victory, and they immediately start cheers-ing each other. 

Josh nudges your shoulder, “It was most definitely our dancing Mama! That energy got the whole crowd going! You’re our good luck charm.” 

You blush at Josh’s kind words, “Wherever you guys go, I’ll be there to cheer you on…” 

You drop your hand to the table, showing the boys you’re in this with them. They all take turns grabbing your arm and showing their appreciation. 

“Yeah, they really loved you.” Jake sneers. 

The sarcasm is lost on Sam, who pipes up, “Yeah they were all cheering for you guys! It was awesome, they stayed standing the rest of the set!”

Danny nudges Sam and whispers in his ear. Danny is like Sam’s conscious, warning him of all the sourness that is happening at the table. Sam awkwardly smiles. 

Jake pulls your drink from your loose grip and finishes the remainder of it. You shoot him a disgusted glance, furrowing your brow harder than you thought you possibly could. 

The boys all sit in silence, watching this awkward interaction.

Josh is quick to break the ice, like always, “So next time, maybe we can coordinate something? A little moment just for us?”

You turn to him, trying to warn him not to say that in front of Jake. But it’s too late for that. Jake grips your thigh, hard, nearly breaking through your jeans. 

“It’s not her band.” He snaps. 

“Yes Jake, I know it’s not my band,” You crack. 

“I liked your dancing!” Danny encourages, “You were really good!”

You grin back at Danny, thanking him with your expression. 

Josh jumps back into his own conversation, “Ok, but imagine, if we did that spinning thing again, but we lined it up with-” 

“Maybe you can take up one of your solos to dance with her.” Jake is being completely rude. You know the cause of it all. You know why he’s so ill-mannered. You try your best to forgive him but know there’s too much brash to go unnoticed by the others. 

“Josh, let’s think about this another time, okay? Let’s enjoy the victory of the night for now,” You turn to Jake, “Jake, we were just playing around okay?”

Jake rolls his eyes and leans back into the booth. He takes his hand from your thigh and rests both of his wrists on the table, fiddling with the callouses on his fingers. Josh nods his head and finally gets the point. 

Danny jumps up from the booth, excusing himself to go grab some more drinks. The table’s vibe has completely changed, instead of excited conversation, it’s mute. Sam is paying attention to the music playing over the speakers, tapping along to the beat. Josh is trying to get his drink down as fast as he can. And Jake… Is being Jake. 

His mood has been absolutely horrible. All because you chose to have fun. How rude of you.

“Hey,” You poke at him, “You don’t need to be like this right now. You have so much to celebrate!” 

“Oh yeah, let me celebrate that my girlfriend wants to be around everyone here but me.” He growls under a low breath. 

“Jake,” You comfort, “I came here for you, I’m excited for you.” 

“No.” Jake raises himself, and turns his head, angling towards you, “I do believe Josh, is the one that invited you. And if I’m not mistaken, you two were the ones dancing during my solo. Oh and also, it wasn’t you that came to see me after I finished up, it was the drunk old bar manager.” 

“Jake…” This time it isn’t you trying to calm him down, it’s Josh. He’s protecting you. 

“Fuck you Josh, you do this shit on purpose, trying to piss me off.” 

The tension is starting between the two, and you’re quite sure those heavy sips weren’t helping the situation at all. 

“Hey! Need I remind you, who was the one who-”

“Shut up.” 

You glance your head between the two of them, confused. Jake drops his head and turns away from Josh. Josh swirls the ice around in his cup, trying to avoid eye contact with you. 

“Josh…” You pry, “What did you do?” 

“Don’t,” Jake interjects, trying to hold off Josh. 

What the hell was going on? What sort of fucked up twin telepathy was happening. 

“No, no,” You scold, “Maybe I should ask what the fuck you did Jake? Huh?” 

Sam slowly tries to crawl out of the booth, avoiding whatever is about to go down. 

Josh crosses his arm, trying to yield to Jake, “He did nothing.” 

“Okay?” Your voice is shaky, trying to understand if this even involved you. This drunk version of you was trying any way to find out more. “Clearly someone did something.” 

Jake lifts his head, staring down Josh, almost pleading with his eyes to keep quiet. 

“Josh…”

You turn yourself to block Jake’s eyeline, lining yourself up with Josh. 

“Is it about me?” You ask, imploring. Hoping that his answer would be no. 

Josh sighs and drops his arms, bracing himself on either side of his legs. He takes a long breath. 

His silence confirms it all for you. 

Jake echoes in your ear, “Don’t worry about it.”

You scowl back to Jake, “No more hiding shit Jake.” 

He reaches his hand up to his mouth, trying to find the right words to say. Before he even has a chance, Josh lets it spill out. 

“Jake wasn’t going to go back to you.” 

He could have stabbed you in that moment and the feeling would have been the same. 

“Fuck! Josh!” Jake yelps. 

Your heart drops. Jake fighting him is proof enough that what Josh said was true. You turn to Jake, tears welling in your eyes. 

“What…” You push Jake’s shoulder, “the fuck,” another push, “does that mean?”

You feel your whole body shaking with anxiety. The alcohol is climbing up your throat; tears starting to fall from your eyes. 

Josh grabs your hand, trying to prevent you from hitting Jake any further. 

“Mama, listen. He just didn’t think you wanted him anymore. I went over to talk to him about it and told him he should try again.” 

You turn to snap at Josh but feel horrible even thinking about being mean to him. He was honest with you, trying to help. 

“So, but…” You feel absolutely defeated, “So if you hadn’t said anything he wouldn’t have…?”

Jake turns completely away from the two of you, dropping his head into his hands, trying to breathe through it. 

“You fucking ruin everything, Josh. You always get to be the sun. You always get to save the day.” 

You turn to Jake, cautious to defend Josh, “Jake you need to tell me what happened.” 

Jake doesn’t turn back to you. Josh tries to grab your hand one last time, silently asking you to go easy on Jake. 

“Why wouldn’t you come back?” Your voice is breaking completely now. The rush of emotions is piling through you, breaking your heart all over again. 

Knowing he didn’t want to come back felt like it was all your fault. You were the one who turned him away before knowing the entire story. But also, you had a right to be upset. The juxtaposition of it all was fucking with you. Who was right? 

Jake is still silent, holding himself up in his palms. You turn back to Josh, begging for any sort of help. His hands rest on his cheeks, realization setting in of what he did. He went too far. Twins weren’t meant to be this damaging to each other. The public tension of it all was awkward, pushing each other too far. 

“What’d I miss!” Danny perkily walks over to the table, holding everyone’s choice of drinks. Sam’s trying to hide behind him, knowing what situation he left. 

You pout through the tears, showing Danny that he didn’t miss anything too good. 

You rise from your seat, standing on the wooden bench, climbing over Josh to leave the booth. You pat the two best friends on the shoulder, apologizing through silent chokes of your tears. 

Sam gingerly hands you your next round, placing the glass in your hand, and patting your knuckles. You awkwardly smile back at him, thanking him for the drink. 

You take a hefty swig and place the remainder of the drink in front of Jake, “Here… Unlike you, I don’t like putting good things to waste.”

The boys all wince through their teeth, and Jake jolts up to scowl at the boys. 

You secretly run past the booth and into the dark bathroom in the back of the bar. 

The shift is by no means easy. The two of you are in the worst rhythm you’ve ever had. Even on your first shift together, it was like magic. You could almost sense each other coming, you were good at trading off tasks. Tonight…. Was not that. 

Jake screwed up three orders, and you took two more drinks to the chest. Each time exclaims were made between the both of you, and patrons took it upon themselves to call out. The understanding for your bodies that you had just hours earlier was completely gone, completely out of sync. 

Usually, it would just be you struggling with your own thoughts, but you could tell the weight of the situation was sitting heavy on Jake. You had left things in a horrible, but justified place. You didn’t exactly feel bad for what you said, because, well it was the truth. So what Jake had to give up a booty call? You were the one that got the shit end of the stick every time. 

The bathroom was full of women. They were all slightly older than you, and mostly concerned with their friends who were far too drunk, or paying attention to how their makeup was holding up. 

You snuck through them, trying to find the one empty stall. You closed the door behind you and quickly locked it, stowing yourself away. The echoes of their voices melted with the loud music vibrating on the walls. 

Fuck.

What the hell? 

He couldn’t even look at you. 

He couldn’t even admit it. 

Why wouldn’t he come back? 

Well… You did kind of end that last night on bad terms. During that entire week, you wanted to run back to him; but you didn’t. He just needed a push. But what if he never got that push? What if he never showed up to tell you what actually happened… 

He never even tried to explain himself at the bar. He just kept trying to get you going. He can’t admit when he’s wrong. Does he have to be persuaded into being nice? Not entirely. Not all the time… 

Chris is about ready to lock up. He does his usual survey of all the surfaces, walking laps around each table, around the counters, really just pretending to look at everything. There really weren’t any expectations for the cleanliness of each table. He was actually just waiting for one of us to say something to him. For one of us to have decided. 

It was the stupidest fucking rule known to man. It’s a bar. People are bound to start fucking each other. Thats life. 

Jake and you had not broached the subject any further. There was no time and no further discussion to be had yet. It was the worst decision for either of you to make. It was utterly ridiculous. You didn’t expect Jake to give up his job either and almost started to believe that this was some sort of ending.

You tried not to think about it too much. Tried not to let that reality set in until you knew it for a fact. 

One last swipe of the counter, and you had completely cleaned up. Jake on the other hand was sweeping the floors, trying not to clean up in the same area. You try your hardest not to keep staring at him, but you want so badly for him to look at you. You want to figure this out… together. 

He places the large broom at the corner of the bar and strides over to Chris. You’re watching it play out in front of your eyes like a movie. You pretend to be distracted at the POS, but sneaking glances over your shoulder. 

Chris runs his hand over Jake’s shoulder and gives him a firm shake. Jake drops his head and nods. Reaching up to pat Chris’ hand. And just like that it’s over. 

What… What happened? 

Jake strides out of the bar, avoiding your eye contact, and slowly disappearing into the hallway. 

Oh, what the fuck? 

This is it. This is the end. Jake is giving you up. This wouldn’t be a romance novel. He wouldn’t run to you and lift you up, he wasn’t going to kiss you like no one was watching. He was just going to walk away, again. 

You throw your hands up, staring down Chris, trying to emulate ‘what the fuck’ with your body language. 

Chris mopes over to the counter, dragging out the moment as long as possible. He plops himself down on the stool in front of you, clasping his hands on the bar. 

“Go home. See you on Monday this week, kid.” 

So wait… He just… 

“Wait… What the fuck just happened?” You’re completely flustered, almost not believing what this means. 

“Jake quit. Go home. Talk to him.” 

TAGLIST (ILY GUYS!!!) Sorry if I missed anyone!

@gvfmarge @takenbythemadness @heckingfrick @gvfpal @sanguinebats @giraffehippy @anythingforjtk @lipstickitty @pinkandsleepy1934 @gretavansara @ohgodthefeeling-gvf @jakekiszkasbuttsweat @milkgemini @violet-hayes

#jake kiszka #greta van smut #jake kiszka x reader #jake kiszka smut #jake kiszka fanfic #greta van fleet smut #gvf smut #josh kiszka #tending #greta van fleet fic #greta van fleet fan fiction #angsty Jake

[ohbo-ohno]

idk if you like soapgaz but there’s a pair where i could see soap being the puppytop and gaz being the dom/bottom. or trans!ghost and puppytop johnny idk :>

okay im using this as an excuse to think about soapgaz

so i reallyyyy enjoy soap and gaz's dynamic (the one i've made up in my head), but to me they're so firmly switches with one another, i genuinely have a hard time thinking of one of them fucking the other lmao

and when i say i want a puppytop being dommed, i mean like a strict or mean dom actively bullying the pup fucking them :/ as much as i can So Clearly See soapgaz as friends-with-benefits, i can't see one of them domming the other haha

((also i don't think ghost would let soap fuck him </3 trans!ghost is getting a strap on and fucking soap, but he's not letting the mutt's cock anywhere near him))

#welcome back to “making a post and getting asks about it and answering those asks days later when everyone has forgotten about the og post” #asks and answers #soapgaz #kinda

[kumezyzo]

i was rewatching the dream team all stars MCC and was thinking about streamer!reader cause im actually sick in the head :) so now everyone else has to deal with it 😌 so, as much as i love bad, reader does happen to be an honourary Dream Team member according to bf!sapnap.....

i like to think during this time (Nov. 2021) reader and sapnap are well into their talking stage and like, reallyyyy close to dating (they prolly start dating two weeks after this stream of sum). so this is technically crush!sapnap [so cutee]

also just bsf!george and dream moments cause why not (and cause i need some more fluff to feel gud)

lots of swearing (particularly fbombs lol)

so enjoy.... or dont lol :) m.list

crush!sapnap who cant help but giggle when you text him about the 'serpnerp and gerge' bit he did before the event started. when you ask about the fake kisses they gave eachother, he would be tempted to text you back with "i could give you real ones if you want" but refrains from it.

crush!sapnap who secretly had your stream pulled up on the side just so he could see your face as you hyped yourself up for the event.

if youre faceless, he'd just want to listen to you and hear the way you pause to read a text he sends you. he'd feel so cocky if you happened to quietly giggle at something you he sent you.

crush!sapnap who forgets youre on the call for a moment when he makes comments about needing to take a shit...

"if i really wanted to, i could insta-shit"

"ew wtf 😭"

"i actually forgot you were here for a moment, my bad" (he would be blushing so hard)

crush!sapnap who hypes you up so much during parkour tag (and makes sure youre not getting tagged) when youre the last person to be tagged

bsf!george who also hypes tf out of you when youre tagging people. he gets so loud that you have to tell him to stfu at times

crush!sapnap who subconsciously tries to protect you during the first round of sky battle until you call him out for it

"sapnap, dont worry about me! just try to get the other fucking teams. holy fuck..."

"y/n is getting toxic~"

"george shut the fuck up."

(it was mostly cause dream was getting heated at you but dw sap gets it 😌)

bsf!dream who blames you for a block placement glitch during sky battle

"Y/N!"

"WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?!"

it led to a strange disagreement about where you were standing before crush!sapnap interjected and told you guys to leave it be. (we stan)

crush!sapnap who feels his heart flutter when you giggle about heated dream was getting over you standing on a rail in grid runners.

bsf!george who gets very hyped when you dont mute yourself during ace race.

"y/n are you muting yourself?"

"nope, are you?"

"LETS GOOO! ITS JUST Y/N AND GOGY"

"Lets go!!!!...... but shut the fuck up a little"

crush!sapnap who tries to gather your materials whenever you need them during buildmart and ultimately pisses off dream when he doesnt bring back what people need.

"Sapnap, how the fuck are you leaving but not bringing back fucking anything we actually need!?!?"

"okay! okay, what do you need?!"

bsf!dream who gets wayyyy too heated at you during battle box.

"y/n just use the fucking bow!"

"i am you dumb fuck!"

"oh my-"

crush!sapnap who gets annoyed too, but tries to not direct it towards you.

"george if theyre building to middle, block them!"

"y/n is supposed to be covering me!"

"they are, so pull your weight!"

bsf!dream who gets yelled at by his chat for yelling at you.

'say sorry to y/n'

"what? you know what, fuck y/n! ive known them for over 5 years, im not saying sorry!"

"good! i dont want your apology anyway! we are no longer friends!"

"good!"

(literal toddlers lol)

crush!sapnap who says a small 'hi' when he passes by you in sands of time. even if youre in the same call. and have been for 2 1/2 hours.

dteam who just lets you do youre own thing in the last to games of the event (sands of time & tgttos).

"i actually havent hear y/n speak in like five minutes," george said with an impressed smile. "i thought they just left the call for a moment, ha."

"me too for a second-"

"both of you shut the fuck up, im tired and tryna get this over with."

"PFFFT-"

bsf!george who could help but cackle when you yell at him during dodgebolt.

"george if you dont stop talking about the arrow, i will fly to london and shove it so far up your ass-"

crush!sapnap who calls you after both of you end your streams to talk about how you feel after the event.

"how are you doing, you seemed..."

"angry? annoyed?"

"tired..."

crush!sapnap talks with you until either one of you has to hang up. you feel like youre back in highschool talking to your crush for hours on end.

ngl, i dunno how i feel about this one. it might be too much tbh but im tired asf writing this and dont wanna change much. and i got a little carried away having fun writing it....sorry... -Nony

#sapnap #dream team #georgenotfound #dteam #dream #sapnap x streamer reader #sapnap x reader #sapnap x y/n #sapnap x you #mcc #im so tired #im so sorry about typos or weird shit #it might be a self insert type of thing but i cant tell this early in the morning 😭 #its almost 3am #ive almost been awake for 12 hours straight #send help #okay im done #bye #enjoy #sapnap fluff #dteam fluff

[aeolia18]

In Her Pool of Heat

Note: This is by far the longest smut fic I've ever written with a 4.4k word count HAHAHHAA go Hiyori Shizukesa x Yuichiro Tokito 🤣 I reallyyyy enjoyed writing this!! No, please DO NOT PROCEED if you are uncomfortable with the following themes below. MDNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU. Yes, I'm going to make sure that they will keep on having a great time @snowmist-hashira 🤭🤭

NSFW || Aged Up Characters! (Hiyori is 18, while Yuichiro is 20), Oral, Outdoor Sex, Unprotected Sex, Breeding, Overstimulation, Multiple Positions, Spanking

"You want to give me what?!" 

The serene private hot springs that laid just at the feet of the mountain had almost the perfect ambiance, had it not been the bewildered exclamation from the young man who accommodated the place with his lover who seemed to dip her senses in a euphoric state. 

"Well, you heard me right. I want to give you a baby." From the way she spoke, it was obvious that she enjoyed a little bit too much 'sake', the rice liquor she loved. 

Just before they entered the waters, the owner of this hot springs provided Yuichiro and Hiyori some free drinks to which they accepted. However, it seems that Hiyori had consumed almost half of the stuff given to them. It's thanks to Yuichiro's interference, he was able to stop her from gulping everything. 

"Hiyori, this isn't the right place to do.. that." He sheepishly said, while his face was turning red. He didn’t have the courage to face her right now, considering how they’re apparently nude underwater. 

“But I’m just so stressed I was unable to buy you anything because Oyakata-sama sent me on an emergency mission and it occupied the rest of my free time!” Even without looking at her, Yuichiro knew she was pouting that never failed to make her look like an aggravated cream puff. 

“Tsk, you and your sorry excuses. Don’t bother, I’m really not the materialistic type either or.. wanting to have kids right now.. so being with you today is more than enough. Go direct your stress somewhere else.” He went over the edge of the pool near the rocks where he isolated himself from his fiancee to calm down for a moment. It wasn’t a skill issue, financial capability, or anything else that would call his own abilities into doubt; he's confident he'd be able to offer efficiently. 

If they made love here, that would serve as their very first. Aside from that, he wanted to please her while she's at the most comfortable place. Not.. outdoors. 

He rinsed his own body with water that cascaded onto his well defined biceps; the result of his harsh training that brought him right now to deserve a position as one of the Hashiras of the Demon Slayer Corps. 

"I think I want to de-stress myself with you, my love." Hiyori suddenly stood behind him, which caused his heart to leap in shock. She didn't make any sounds that he could've sensed her stealthy approach to his direction. Turns out he wasn't the only Hashira here. 

"Hiyori wait –" Before he was able to finish his sentence, Yuichiro was cut off when his fiancee slammed her lips against his own. 

His calm heart began to roar wildy at her sudden boldness, the overwhelming scent of sake that lingered in her taste and the warmth of her lips that he loved so much about her filled his senses, his mind fought an intense battle between keeping himself composed or allowing his lover to consume every bit of him right here and right now. 

It wasn't only that. He felt her hand rest on his abs, while her whole weight pushed his body to the rocks making him lean against it. Yuichiro had known Hiyori to make the bolder moves ever since they began dating. And even though he should've gotten used to her advances, she never fails to put him in a cardiac arrest that she finds his reactions quite adorable. 

He was cornered. He could feel her soft body for the first time against his bare skin and the way her hair and plump breasts were pressed suggestively on him was driving him insane. Yuichiro knew he wasn’t able to keep up with her kisses, considering how he was panting really heavily due to the fact how he was completely turned on of her actions, Hiyori swallowed every of his shallow breaths and sealed his tongue smoothly and passionately with hers as she brought him into a heated dance that thoroughly demonstrated how much she ached for him. 

Just as he thought it would escalate further, he felt her slender fingers wrap slowly on his shaft, causing him to yelp at her gentle touch. “Hnghh–! H-Hiyori.. w-what..” 

“Get up over there and sit down.” Her voice was low, underlying her temptation to have him for her own. 

“W-wait, I can’t..” He was a little trembling when she didn’t let him go from down there. Hiyori pressed deep kisses on his neck which caused his mind to swirl even more, and when Yuichiro thought that she was about to finish her teasing on him when he felt her hold on his shaft gone, he was suddenly gripped on his sides by Hiyori lifting him off the water to have him sit on the rock.

“???” He was astonished that she was able to carry him off like that.

All the comical seconds instantly vanished the moment she went between his parted legs and began to kiss his tip with both her hands on his length. 

“Hahh..Aah..Hiyori..” He felt like his whole body would melt on the spot when her slippery tongue glided the entirety of his manhood from up to down while her fingers massaged his balls which the throbbing down there almost hurt him.

As she continued with her lewd acts, he could hear her heartful sighs but they were very faint since he moaned louder. He felt too weak to even look at his fiancee savoring him even just his pre-cum with the look of lust that only he had seen in his dreams. 

Hiyori never missed a spot, even his balls were damp with saliva and it felt like Yuichiro was about to lose his own voice. It even got worse when she decided to swallow him whole, earning a loud groan from the man. 

As she bobbed his entire length with such passion and heat, it took such endurance from Yuichiro not to look at her and control himself. He grunted and felt frustrated that as his hands blindly searched for anything to hold on to, there was nothing but the smooth rocks to grip on tight. 

At last, his eyes met hers, and he knew that the way her orbs glowed with the shimmering waters that sparkled with the sunlight, her beautifully messy hair, and her flushed cheeks; she never failed to catch him breathless. As a demon slayer, notably a Hashira himself, he was a defiant warrior who stood powerful and majestic. But only Hiyori had the power to make him crumble like this – he would always be at her mercy and he shall let it be that way. 

Something ignited within him at that precise instant. A fire; a blazing passion that flooded his veins and gave him tremendous strength at that very moment. 

With a hand that he held firmly on the ground just behind him, his other one grabbed Hiyori by the head and began to shove her repeatedly on his length while his hips bucked forward to meet her soft luscious lips that were comfortably wrapped around him. 

This completely startled Hiyori to which she whined and moaned in utter shock and delight, the vibrations of her voice hardened him further while her tongue continued to wrap itself and slide around him.  

He pushed her up and down firmly, her muffled voices that vibrated on his dick sparked a hidden fantasy he never told anyone but his heart which only encouraged his inevitable release. Moments later, he filled her mouth with his load but it wasn’t that much yet. Not for him. 

Yuichiro was pleased that Hiyori swallowed them all up with her eyes that shimmered with mirth. With his swelling heart full of adoration, he went back into the waters and gathered her in his arms. 

“Y-Yui? Where are we going?” His sudden actions startled her. As they made it to the other edge of the water where there was a nearby table filled with their dry stuff, Yuichiro reached to grab a face towel and carefully wiped Hiyori’s face clean. 

“There. I’m so sorry for earlier. I got out of my control.” He admitted, voice soft and his face laced with worry, Yuichiro felt his heart a little heavy for how he treated her like that for their first time. 

Of course, Hiyori immediately sensed his emotions, she cupped his face to comfort him. “Hey, it’s alright. I didn’t get hurt. I promise. Haha~” She chuckled, finding his thoughtfulness a lot more attractive. Among all they knew, only she had the special permission to witness and receive this side of his. Vulnerable. Tender. And Gentle. She finds herself falling in love with him all over again.

Yuichiro kissed the bridge of her nose before lifting himself off from the water and wrapped a dry towel on his body. “I’ll let you rest. You’re probably still tipsy. Don’t soak for too long, okay?” He said, before turning away from her. 

“Wait!” 

As she called out for him, he stopped from his tracks, but he didn’t turn around to face her. 

“Yuichiro, I.. If it felt like I forced you into doing something you don’t want, then I’m sorry. I just.. Ugh, you can call me impractical or what, I don’t care anymore. But I just want.. to be with you. I’m sorry if I seem selfish for wanting something more when it’s your birthday, and knowing how it’s almost impossible to lead a peaceful life when we’re both among the strongest slayers in the Corps, I still want what other people have. I want to live without any fear or worry. I want to laugh and be with the people I love, I want to clean and cook and take care of you, I want..” Hiyori’s voice trailed off, which prompted Yuichiro to glance back at her.

When his eyes landed on hers, she was already standing out of the water, and it was the first time he saw her naked but she looked so.. ethereal.

As she emerged from the water's embrace, a vision of beauty intertwined with nature unfolded. The sun's warmth radiated off her skin, and her damp hair framed a face whose beauty could compare to the most breathtaking paintings of the bright cloud-filled heavens. Her eyes, like twin sapphires, held both the serenity of tranquil waters and the allure of uncharted horizons as if they bore from the rivers to the seas. Every droplet adorned on her skin glimmered like tiny beads of diamonds which elevated her presence to that of a goddess who has risen from the waters to captivate the world – his world. 

If this was anyone, he would’ve scolded them already, saying to choose a life away from the objectives of the Corps is a ridiculous one, and that one should dedicate themselves to put their life on line in the most fearsome and bloodiest of battlefields that not even the entirety of mankind has ever seen for the sake of peace and prosperity. 

But no way could he ever do that to her. After all, this was Hiyori. His love and peace. His solitude. His skies both day and night. His hope and glory. 

Her eyes began to water as they stared at each other, silence had fallen even the nature and the foliage of the mountain around them. To his ears, only hers have been heard. “I want all of those things with you.. even just for a moment.” With the softness of her voice, he had been gravely reminded that while she served as his strength, she was also his ruin. 

“So..” Yuichiro’s breath and voice deepened and grew heavier the same way he gazed down at her. "You want a baby, right?” He strode boldly towards the love of his life amid the placid backdrop of the hot spring, the rhythmic sound of splashing water accompanied his approach with each step. And as they finally stood face to face, their eyes sparkled with a mix of intimacy and amour, the intensity of their emotions heightened despite the calm of their surroundings, complimenting the inconceivable draws of the water's embrace on their legs. 

Hiyori quivered with a mixture of exhilaration and tender reverence as she gazed upon Yuichiro. Her entire being appeared to tremble with adrenaline, each tremor a testament to the powerful emotions coursing through her. Their gaze locked, and for the first time, without the intervention of the obligations they'd sworn as an oath in their hearts, they let down their walls to reveal to themselves their deepest desires.

With a rush of energy that ignited in her heart, Hiyori sprang from her spot and stole a passionate kiss with Yuichiro, in which he wrapped his arms around her waist in response. 

As they broke their kiss with trails of saliva attached on their lips, Hiyori got hold of his shaft once again petting and stroking it with such care. This time, Yuichiro spoke, his eyes grew a little darker. 

"This is not how we make babies, Hiyori." His voice was different. The way he chuckled for a mere moment drummed an emotion, fluttering Hiyori's stomach. A side of his she does not usually see. 

Grabbing her wrist, he dragged her away from the pool, and led her to the bamboo walls at the corner. Unexpectedly, he flung her a bit harshly towards it, but thanks to Hiyori's quick reflexes, her hands took hold on the wall. "Yui?! What do you think you're – aah!" Her annoyed expression was instantly cut off when he glided his length against her pussy, rubbing their sexes together from behind in such a tease that earned a moan from her. 

As he kept on doing so, Yuichiro brushed her hair off her back and pressed his lip deeply on her skin, trailing them up and down from her spine as he continued to stroke his own length against her folds. 

Maybe this was payment for her teasing him while she blow jobbed his dick earlier. His hold on her waist became a little harsh, the minute his shaft slid perfectly inside her heightening her heartfelt moans. 

When he shoved himself in her mouth earlier, Hiyori became aware how lengthy he was considering how it felt like it hit the back of her throat. Because right now, his tip went straight to the deepest part of her core, making her hiss a little in pain. 

As he began thrusting his hips firmly, his thumb ran circles on her waist to soothe her; a sweet gesture that swelled her heart, relishing how Yuichiro was still taking care of her despite his actions. 

Swing after swing, their bodies continued to bounce in pleasure whenever he hit a spot inside her again and again. Even if he felt her slowly becoming tighter, he pushed through even though squeezing his shaft turned him on, the waves of delight sending his nerves to cum in her now. 

He held back his temptation and continued to slam himself again and again into her fluttering cunt, enjoying her heat. 

Hiyori was amused to know that Yuichiro had hinted to her earlier he had knowledge when it comes to sex. When did he learn to do so? Did he own any books from the erotic stores she passes by at the village near their house? As she tried to think, his dick hitting her spot only lose her focus to just give in to euphoria as he fucked her for the first time. 

Out of the blue, he slapped her ass with his hand, its impact combined both pain and pleasure that made her groans heavier. He did it again. Again. And again. Until she knew it probably flushed red, but the hitting of his dick that remained inside of her brought vibrations that she felt something was building up in her abdomen. Yuichiro probably sensed it, because his thrusts grew faster, slamming harder to her aching core. 

"Haahh.. Aaahhh.. Yui.." Hiyori felt she was slowly losing it, the delightful coil began to boil higher and higher each second. She tried to listen to the sounds around her, but aside the slapping of wet skin that made her cunt wetter as she felt turned on, her sighs and moans slowly heightened. 

It came without warning. Like a ticking time bomb in her, Hiyori felt her sudden release which jolted her body, stiffening her movements and the rest of her voice. 

As Hiyori finally came down from her high, Yuichiro lifted her one leg over his shoulder, which to her itself felt like she was wide open outside, making her feel a little embarrassed. He made sure to slowly slide half of his dick out of her, before instantly spearing her with his entire length once again, repeating the same vigor from his thrusts earlier. 

"Aaahh! Yui..!" As she groaned, he pounded inside of her again and again, without giving her room to recover from her release earlier. 

This time, Yuichiro pressed her sensitive bud by her clit, making Hiyori cry a bit louder this time. "My love, slow down please!! Haahh!" It blossomed new shocks of pleasure, bringing her again to her second release. 

'My love,' he thought. Hiyori had always used that nickname whenever she teased him. And to think that he would hear her use it this time when it sounded like she was begging him as he was making her feel good, brought an incomparable thrill in his heart. So this is what it feels like. 

Hiyori hadn't come yet, when Yuichiro suddenly pulled out, leaving her cunt exposed to the cold air, she ached in the absence of his member. She whined and hit his shoulder for treating her like that, when all of the sudden, he brought them both to a new position, turning her around and leaning her back this time on the bamboo wall and spreading both of her legs wide with his arms as he lifted her off the ground. 

In one swift movement, he speared inside of her again and fucked her hard against the wall. 

"Yui! Aaahh! Haah! Hnnghh!" She wailed while she clung to him holding for dear life. This felt like she elevated into a new level of bliss, she felt her mouth slacking as her own drool came out. 

The bamboo wall began to quake lightly, Hiyori's mind fought a difficult battle between losing herself in Yuichiro or being concerned of the possibility that the wall might break down due to their shameless activity. 

"Y-Yui, the wall.." 

"Leave it. I'll pay the owner if it breaks." His dominance like gasoline fueled her blazing desire, turning her on even more. Hiyori loves it whenever Yuichiro takes the lead, even if it was rare for him to do so outside his duties as a Hashira. 

Once again, another knot formed in her gut. It astonished her that Yuichiro knew when she was about to cum again because he grabbed her lips with his own, pinning her completely against the wall. 

"Hmph!" Lost in delight, the coil that burned within her intensified further and further, and it wasn't long until the couple began to huff hungrily against their pressed lips. 

As she released once again leaving her trembling, she hugged him tighter and heaved out, their kiss had finally broken. As the both of them perspired, Hiyori felt his embrace around her tightened, and thankfully the bamboo wall behind them didn’t collapse. 

But he still wasn't satisfied. "We're not done yet.", he growled. 

This shook her to the core of her heart. He never reacted to her like this before. Her heart raced, a flush of warmth enveloping her as his dominance caused sparks to fly across her skin. His voice, a melodic rumble, encircled her, speeding her pulse to the beat of his words. Hiyori was beginning to like this side of him. 

Yuichiro settled her down just to give Hiyori a moment to compose herself before gathering her once again in his arms, bringing them both inside their room. 

As the both of them settled down, they caught themselves melting in another kiss, Yuichiro allowed himself to fall on the futon as she went on top of him. He was the first to break the kiss, and when their eyes met, he flashed her a subtle smirk that made himself a lot more charming. “Ride me.” He commanded her.

Hiyori chuckled heartily. It was just her style to be on top, after all. 

Settling herself, she gently took his length in her hand as she aligned herself before slowly allowing his tip to kiss her folds. Once it pushed through, Hiyori swiftly landed her ass on his lap as she bottomed him out, the electrifying spark as their tips collided made them hiss.

Guided by their hearts, the couple intertwined their fingers together before she began to roll her hips against his own. Yuichiro groaned as his balls continued to receive the impact of Hiyori’s bouncing which caused the lewd slapping of skin to echo louder in the entire room. 

Demonstrating her prowess, Hiyori's moves were a choreography of power and finesse, revealing her remarkable strength and unwavering endurance; a testament to the dedication of harsh training she had committed to refining her trade. She never ceased to amaze him. 

As they continued to gaze at each other in their ardently intense love making, he was breathless at her almost heavenly form. Her breasts sprang up and down that further delighted him while her hair cascaded like the view of the distant waterfalls from the mountains. She was as beautiful no matter how she looked, even as she stood bare before him. Little by little, he felt himself reaching his limit, eliciting moans that had finally escaped from his lips. “Hiyori..” Yuichiro felt himself shaking. 

When he's on a brink, he keeps her steady by pulling down her wrist. When Hiyori stopped bouncing, Yuichiro began to move his hip upwards to a series of firm but passionate thrusts. He takes advantage of her cum that dripped after their activity at the hotspring as lube, while he continued to hit the same spot that weakens her gravely.

“Yui..! I’m about to cum..” She was slowly succumbing to the purest form of bliss, her eyes fluttering as they were half lid while her mouth still hung open. 

“Do it, babe.” To see her in this state adorned his heart with unmistakable affection, aside from the fact that his untold fantasies are transpiring, being chosen by her kindled an overwhelming sentiment within him, cherishing his fiancee forever and ever.

The warmth in her heart was apparent when her fiance used an endearment to call her for the first time, a simple yet profound act that ignited a spark of happiness within her. Her heart fluttered with joy in that captivating moment, like a graceful butterfly taking flight, now that she had also came heavily at him. 

“Ha! Haa! Hahh! Aaahhh, Yuichiro..!!” As her juices rushed down from her folds and onto his length, Hiyori jerked almost violently to the immense pleasure as she felt his own shot up straight inside her now that she had finally reached her limit. 

“Hnggh..That's it. Atta, girl.” Despite that he came with her in unison, Yuichiro did his best to comfort her, praising her dearly as she cupped her cheek, before ushering her to fall on top of him to which she did.

Hiyori became limp, still catching her breath. Carefully, he gently laid her down, deciding that she was incapacitated for today. Yuchiro lifted himself up, switching to another position without removing his member inside her.

Raising her leg up to his shoulder, Yuichiro started ramming deeply into her, dedicated to do this for the last time. 

He kept pounding relentlessly non-stop, his speed and vigor was at its peak unlike from the earlier episodes of their intercourse. The wood below them now began to thud and creaked soundly due to his movements, the small side table and the vase on top of it started to shake a little. Hiyori’s sweet soft sighs still filled the air, inviting him to keep going. 

Yuichiro began to sweat a lot now. Every blow he slammed at her pelvis, his dick painfully throbbed that as he began to feel he was about to ascend and chase his high, the lustful ache in him slowly uncoiled and blossomed from his abdomen. 

With one final thrust, while her leg still on his shoulder, he leans forward to kiss her deeply, before cumming heavily now that the tip of his dick reached her deepest parts, his massive load filling up in her womb.

Meanwhile, Hiyori saw white dots in her vision, her numb body that was overstimulated began to feel the lovely pressure of a point of his final thrust before her walls felt his hot cum that rapidly flowed inside of her. Time felt slow, as her senses began hyper aware of how his semen continued to spill more; it began to overflow, leaking out of her folds and dampening the futon beneath them.

Yuichiro becomes aware of this as well so he bucks in a very shallow manner just enough to push his cum back to her womb, allowing it to absorb every seed he generously poured on her. 

Picking up her hand, he kissed her wrist then traced his lips to her arm, traveling all the way to her collarbone until it made its way to the edge of her jaw, near her ear and then finally to her damp lips.

Hiyori felt his other hand rested just below her stomach, his palm pressed down her abdomen firmly to make her feel his cock still buried in her and their seed combined together in her womb. The emphasis of his action brought heat on her cheeks. 

Yuichiro continued to kiss her cheeks as he observed how she noticed his palm on her abdomen. Wrapping his arm around her, he kissed her shoulder before nuzzling at the dip of her warm delicate neck, relishing at the scent of her. 

“That.. felt so great.” He heard her whisper, still weak from their rigorous activity that highlighted their carnal pleasure and unwavering devotion for each other. 

“Yeah.” He almost chuckled, grinning softly while still half convinced that they finally did it. 

“Ohh I need to bring this up to you again, but you might carry twins, since I had a twin brother, and it runs in the family. They come as a package, so please accept them.” He added just to make sure she never forgets.

Just when she thought all her energy had been exhausted after everything they did, it seemed she went back to full battery upon hearing that news. “I might soon carry what now?!”

#yuichiro tokito #kny yuichiro #kimetsu no yaiba #fanfic #yuichiro tokito x oc

[rougepancake]

DESIRE (2)

Ft. Yoshikage Kira x Afab!Reader

Pt. 1

Warnings: Pregnancy, fluff. Not proofread.

Summary: You’re pregnant and your pain in the ass husband is reallyyyy enjoying taking care of you.

It was horrible.

Your cravings, your morning sickness, and even your damned sleep schedule! Not to mention you were so damn big that you couldn’t really do anything without Yoshikage’s help.

And the pain in the ass loved it.

Your pregnancy was the worst out of all the mothers you had talked to at the daycare, and all of them had said the same thing.

“Oh my, you seem to be handling it quite well!”

“Don’t worry dear, it’ll fly by pretty quickly!”

“You’ve got your wonderful husband, he’ll take care of you!”

Bullshit. It killed you that you couldn’t work, and it killed you that you weren’t able to do basic things anymore. Well- it’s not that you couldn’t- it’s just that Yoshikage wouldn’t let you. He was incredibly worried that it would put too much stress on your body, so he took care of you.

However, he did wind up spoiling you quite a bit. But it didn’t stop you from insisting that you do things on your own.

“Yoshikage.” You huffed as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug from behind. “You still haven’t paid me the money you owe me from that bet we made.” You joked and turned around to look at him.

If there was one thing that pregnancy had done to you, it was make you much more emotional. Which meant that you were much more prone to smile and kid with him, unlike your usual seriousness.

Yoshikage liked seeing this side of you.

“Oh please. Six months and you can’t let it go?” He playfully rolled his eyes, giving you a cheesy smirk.

If there was one thing your pregnancy had done to him, it was make him much more happy. Like you, he was usually uptight and serious most of the time, but seeing you like this made him giddy.

“Well? What did you expect?” You giggle and place a gentle kiss on his cheek. “I’ve got nothing better to do, so I’ve started a list. Every time I bring it up and you don’t pay up, the price goes up.” You finish your sentence with a wink, leaning against him for support as you make your way to your shared bedroom.

“Hmm… maybe this is my way of spoiling you further. Have you put that into consideration?” He followed after you, holding your hand gently as you crawled into the bed. He could see in your eyes how fatigued you were.

“Well then I suppose you’re going to be broke by the time you actually pay me.” With a huff, you pull the blanket over your body and snuggle into the bed. Yoshikage joins you shortly afterwards, still wearing that cheesy smirk of his.

He cuddles up to you and holds you close, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he drifts off to sleep.

The pain in the ass. He’s there at your every beck and call, without any hesitation.

But you love him.

And you know he loves you too.

So- even if your pregnancy sucks, you’ve got him by your side to help you get through it.

#this man. this man right here. he needs more content and I am willing to take one for the team #kira yoshikage x reader #kira yoshikage #yoshikage kira smut #yoshikage kira #jjba smut #jjba x reader #jjba x you #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojos bizzare adventure x reader #x reader

[willalove75]

the way you CLAPPED back at that person >>>

honestly though.. where did they find the bloody audacity - and to do it anonymously too?!?

the audacity to say that a bisexual has no right to be in the community if they are/have been with men is actually absurd. are we going to start excluding every lesbian, bisexual etc who’s ever had a male relationship in the past now?!

like god fucking forbid a bisexual writes fan wIw fiction and has a husband?!? (i think it's epic your husband supports u btw) and idk where i’d be without your wlw writinggggg

in the most non respectful way possible i hope they get what's coming to them because that's the most conservative (capital c) shit i've read in a while. some people need to take the stick out their arse and feel the breeze up there just for a damn reality check

and in my honest opinion lady d would probs devour a woman who’s had previous male relationships just to prove that she's better

Hahahah thank you so much!!!💕💕

Right?! Like if you're gonna be so loud with such a horrible opinion, at least have the balls and not hide behind the anon button!

And that's what I'm saying!! Like if you're reallyyyy gonna go there the only members that they'll consider to be "valid" LGBTQ+ at the end of the day are the gold star gays and lesbians and that's wrong both morally and literally on so many different levels I can't even begin to count.

Who someone has been with, dates or marries should (and at the end of the day does, thankfully) have absolutely NO bearing on what fics they write!! Because that truthfully doesn't matter!! And thank you! It continues to amaze me that I was lucky enough to marry someone who is so incredibly supportive, especially because there are definitely guys who would feel threatened or something by their wives writing stuff like that. (They shouldn't, but it does happen) And I'm so grateful to have his support all the time💕

Hahah thank youuuu!!! It really means so much when people say how much they enjoy what I write. It definitely helps give me the confidence to keep going!

But me too!!! Honestly if they didn't mention the "lesbian/sapphic spaces" part I would almost be convinced that a straight dude wrote it to be a mega troll bc that's 100% the kind of energy it gives off. Conservative (with a capital C) is SO ACCURATE! (Also, I haven't heard the term "knocked up" be used that much since like, 2007 LOL)

NO BUT YOU'RE SO RIGHT LMAOOOO she would 100% be like "a man thing? Really? Let me show you what real pleasure is supposed to feel like" and fucking GO TO TOWN😂😂😂

#willalove75 #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu