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lxnarphase · 2 months

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g. satoru who is a massive pervert and constantly whines for you to let him touch you all the time, even when you're both around others. you've lost count of how many times he grabs you and pulls you into his lap, his warm hands slipping under your shirt while sitting next to g. suguru, who's attention is no longer on the tv.

'he doesn't mind,' satoru always comforts you, grinning into the skin of your neck. 'sugu's my best friend, he knows i can't help but touch you, baby.'

best friend or not, that doesn't explain how you always ended up with your legs spread open wide in satoru's lap, your jeans and panties discarded somewhere on the floor as suguru kisses all over your thighs. the two of them talk like you aren't even there, as if you aren't growing wetter as each second passes.

"satoru," suguru purrs, his fingers running up and down your soft lips, parting them open to watch slick slowly drip out of you. "you must be doing something else to her. i've never seen it get wet so quickly." the way he speaks so calmly makes you dizzy. it's unfair, so fucking unfair how calm and collected suguru is when he's inches away from your pussy, those pretty purple eyes focused on it.

"yeah? 's wet?" it's also unfair how riled up it gets satoru, seeing his pretty baby getting shy because his best friend is rubbing his fingers up and down her slick folds. "she's so messy, isn't she? she's the prettiest little pussy," he coos into your ear. that gets a chuckle from suguru, his eyes finally looking at you. "always the one to talk to the pussy and not about it, aren't you, satoru?"

his fingers finally focus on your clit, rubbing little circles into it. both you and satoru look pretty from this angle, suguru notices. the pure need and shyness on your face paired with that manic desperation on satoru's...it's a perfect picture, one he wants saved forever. maybe next time you'll let him take some pictures...after all, he needs a new background for his phone.

"c'mooon, sugu...give her a kiss? c'mon, c'mon, give that cunt a kiss, tell me how sticky 'n' wet she is," satoru fucking begs, acting as if he's the one spread open and dripping. but you second the thought, giving suguru the prettiest little puppy eyes.

"anything for you, princess," he coos softly, leaning down and pressing a little kiss on your clit. it's so light you barely feel it but then he's peppering kisses on it, your wetness starting to get on his lips and making each press of his lips sticker and wetter. "s-sugu-!" before you can even beg for more, his mouth is on you. his tongue is so wet and hot on your cunt, it feels like he was drooling for you.

"does she taste good? how wet is she, suguru, c'mon, tell me, tell me how that pussy tastes, pretty please?"

"mm, satoru, it's almost as if you wanted to be between her legs."

"who wouldn't? she's so pretty, she's squirmin' so cutely, my pretty baby, my needy little mochi, her pussy's always so creamy and warm and messy, god, i miss it right now."

"shit...stop talking like that, you're gettin' me flustered, should i-"

"s-sugu, please, keep going," you so politely ask. it's unbearable how cute you are, it's taking everything in him to keep being nice, to keep treating your cunt nicely. he knows satoru is mean and practically bullies your pretty slit almost every day, but he wants to be the nice one, the one who you go to when your 'toru' is being too mean. yet, you're making it so fucking hard when you look at him with lidded eyes that beg him to be rougher with you...

but he knows he's done for when satoru whispers something in your ear that has your eyes fluttering a bit and gets a pretty little gasp from you. those gorgeous eyes—oh, do you have little tears in them too?—connect with his and he's fucked.

"s-suguuu, please," you coo to him, moving your legs to hook over his shoulders and pull him closer to the apex of your thighs. "i need your mouth on my pussy r-really bad, please don't tease me." you take a pause and squeeze your eyes shut, whining a little as satoru coos for you to keep going. "g-give my...my messy cunt attention, suguru..."

suguru shakily sighs and the next thing you know, his mouth is smushed against your pussy, his tongue hungrily swirling against your clit as his hands grab onto the fat of your thighs. he doesn't know what gojo told you in order to hear you say that, but he's silently thanking him as he messily sucks and slurps at your juicy cunt.

it's so hot, all it takes is a few swipes of his tongue and you're gushing everywhere. suguru lowers his head to dip into your hole and he moans. he missed this, missed the sweet taste of your juices on his tongue as you squirmed and moaned for him, your boyfriend's best friend.

"fuck, i-i can hear how wet she is," comes satoru's pitiful whine, his hand dipping down to swipe at your clit as suguru focused on lapping up everything that dripped out of you. "lemme help, lemme help, wanna help you get her creamy, sugu." the feeling of suguru groaning into your puffy folds has you keening, arching your back against satoru's chest. oh, he's in heaven watching you both. "yeah, you didn't know she could cream, didya? put your fingers in her, sugu, put 'em in that sticky little pussy 'n' angle up."

reluctantly pulling his mouth off you with a wet sound, suguru slips two of his fingers in you. he doesn't miss the cry of his name, but he really doesn't miss the delirious giggle and moan when he angles his fingers up, rubbing against that spongy spot.

"f-fuck, she's dripping..."

"go on, fuck her with your fingers, you know you wanna see her make a mess. make her fucking cream, suguru, get her prepped. maybe t'day she'll let you put it in...oh, based on your face, she just clenched on your fingers, yeah?"

his fingers are still swirling around your clit, his other coming down to press on your abdomen. he can hear you getting wetter, your little whimpers turning to moans as you slur their names desperately. he wants you to lose all thoughts, only able to think about him and suguru...yeah, he wants you all soft and sweet so he and his best friend can try and slip into those warm, slick walls.

"mmn...she's really creaming...god, pretty girl, can you cum for me? i wanna see you cum on my fingers. satoru, move your fingers, the poor thing needs my mouth on her."

"hmmm, suddenly you know what she needs? ehehehe, you're learninggg, suguruuuu!" if you had turned to look at satoru, you'd see the charged look in his eye, blue eyes practically glowing with insanity. his hand grabs a fistful of suguru's hair and pulls his face directly into your cunt, unable to handle any more of this. he wanted to see you cum on suguru's face.

"c'mon, c'mon, kiss it, suguru, make it messy for the both of us. mmh, fuck, listen to you making out with her pussy, s' wet and sticky, isn't it? oohmygod, both of you sound so good, she's gonna cum, sugu, she's gonna cum in your mouth...fuck, i love you both so much, can't wait to see you both fucking each other."

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silent-stories · 1 year

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𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

Pairing: Eddie x GN!Reader

Summary: Late night talking with Eddie instead of sleeping.

Warnings: fluff!

The room was quiet, you had turned off the TV when the movie finished about half an hour ago, and your parents were out for the night.

The light was off and the only thing that didn't leave the room in complete darkness was a candle in front of the window from which a few moonbeams filtered faintly.

You were lying on the couch, Eddie was on top of you and his head was resting on your chest.

His breathing was calm, his eyes were closed but you knew he wasn't sleeping. One of his hands was slightly under your shirt, caressing your side with his fingers.

"Eddie?" You asked at some point.

"Mh?"

"What will you do after school?"

"Y/N, sweetheart, I love you but why when it's time to sleep you are never sleepy?"

You chuckled. "C'mon, just answer the question. What will you do after school?"

"What do you mean?" He mumbled with his eyes still closed.

"I don't know, like, after graduating. Where will you go?"

"Wherever you'll go." He said. "If you'll still want me with you."

"Of course I'll still want you with me, Eddie." If he hadn't had his face buried in your chest you would have filled it with kisses. You moved a strand of hair out of his face. "I'll always want you with me. In any future I imagine, you are always there."

"Good" he hummed "Because I didn't plan to leave anytime soon."

"Good." You repeated, a faint smile appearing on your face. "Because I don't want you to leave. Not soon, not ever."

"I think it would be better to stay here in Hawkings. At least for a while longer." You added then.

"Mh." You could tell by the way he was answering that he was falling asleep.

"I would miss the kids too much. And Steve and Robin and the others. And Wayne too."

A genuine, sleepy smile appeared on Eddie's lips. "Oh, would you miss Wayne?"

He wrapped his arms around your body and you let your hand travel absentmindedly over the skin of his arm, letting your fingers trace the shapes of his tattoos.

"Of course I would, who could I make fun of you with if not?"

Eddie chuckled then buried his face in your chest. "I hate you. Both of you."

You rolled your eyes. "That's not true."

You ran a hand through his hair, which had become a habit by now.

Silence fell again and after a few minutes you spoke again, probably waking Eddie from his half-sleep state.

"You know, I should buy you a toothbrush."

"What?" You could hear the confusion in his voice.

"So you can leave it here." You explained. "Since you stay here for the night a lot and every time you have to bring all your stuff here."

It was like an invitation. A way to let him know that you wanted him to be with you at your house more often.

You wanted him to sleep there and you wanted to wake up with him.

Eddie remained silent.

"And you should also leave some shirts in my closet, but I can't assure you I won't wear them." You added with a laugh. "So, what do you think?"

"I think I love you so much." he muttered. "And I'd like to leave more of my stuff 'round here."

"Great." You smiled.

"And you can totally wear all of my shirts." He added.

"Even the flannels?"

"Even the flannels."

"And the hellfire shirt?"

"The hellfire shirt too."

"Thank you." You chuckled. "And I love you too."

A few minutes of silence passed, you could only hear an owl cooing in the distance and the candle in front of the window went out.

"Do you want to move to bed?" You asked softly as you played with his hair, twisting a strand of it around your finger.

When you got no response, you lowered your head to face him.

His expression was calm, his arms still around you and his mouth was slightly open: he was asleep.

And you wouldn't have woken him even if someone forced you.

"Goodnight Ed." You whispered before closing your eyes.

You rarely felt that sense of peace and safery that you only felt when you stayed so close to Eddie. That was one of the many reasons you wanted him there with you more often.

Tags: @jacklesdeanvessel @morning-sky7

#eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x y/n

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riouri · 2 years

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- - - weakling. - - -

who: billy hargrove x female reader summary: when billy tried to sneak into y/n's house through her window, she notices that something is off about him. and when he tries going to bed with his jacket still on, she confronts him about it and learns what's going on request: prompt #28 "Why didn't you tell me you're hurt?"- billy hargrove x female reader word count: 1,755 warnings: [SFW] mentions of abuse, neil, fresh wounds, blood, bruises -lmk if I missed something note from riouri: requests are open! check out my pinned post for more information and request prompts!

"Make sure that your sister is asleep before 8, call the Harringtons if you need anything, if the house is on fire- get your sister out first, don't drive anywhere, you can have friends over but don't make a mess of the house, and- Chris, is there anything I'm forgetting?" My mom looked over her shoulder at my dad, eyes wide with anxiety.

"Nope. Call us if you need us, we'll be back in a week. And the Harringtons will check on the house, so, no partying around. Now, if you don't mind us, your mother and I have a vacation to get to." Dad removed his arm from around Mom to hug me and I squeezed him back. As I kissed my mom on the cheek, I glance out of the side of my eye to look for my 8-year-old sister, Jenna. She was sitting on the couch, watching something on the TV. I could tell she was purposely not joining me to say bye to our parents but it wasn't until I walked over to Jenna that I realized why.

Jenna had glassy eyes and her mouth was curved down. She mumbled something that I couldn't quite understand, but it sounded like she was complaining about our parents leaving. I offered her my hand and she took it, gripping it tightly as we walked to the front door, just in time to see our father shut the car trunk. "C'mon Jen, say bye," I raised my hand that was interlocked with hers and waved it around until she finally waved goodbye to our parents as they drove off.

"Come, let's have some dessert to cheer you up." I closed the front door and picked Jenna up by the waist. She giggled in protest but didn't complain as I set her down at the kitchen counter.

The rest of the night was spent with me comforting Jenna as she asked me every possible question about our parent's vacation. She finally fell asleep at 7:30, and as I tucked her into bed I heard a loud rustling noise outside. I quickly backed out of my little sister's room and ran to mine, which was thankfully, just down the hall. When looked out of my window, I didn't see anyone, but I could still hear the rustling noise. Where was that damn sound coming from? I gathered my thoughts and looked towards the tree that led to my window, and there he was- Billy Hargrove, my boyfriend.

I didn't open the window, I wanted to see what he was making all such a fuss about. From what I could tell, he tried to get onto the tree but wasn't able to. I wanted to leave him there, to let him get into the house by himself, which I normally would have done, but it felt wrong to do so tonight.

I slid open the window, and in as loud a whisper as possible, I spoke, "Billy? Billy! What are you doing on the ground?" He looked up and immediately stood and brushed off his pants. "Nothin'. How are you, baby?" I rolled my eyes. "Billy- just meet me at the front door." And with that, I shut the window, leaving him in his confusion. Finally, he walked around the house as I raced down the stairs to open the door.

"Hello there." He smirked and walked past me, looking around. "Your folks aren't home?" I locked the door and headed toward the stairs. "Nope, but my sister is, so keep it down- would you?" He followed me to my room and shut it behind him as I sat on the edge of my bed. "So, why are you here?" He raised an eyebrow as he sat next to me.

"Well, you told me you wouldn't be able to come over since your parents were home. So... what happened?" His face went pale and his eyes opened wide for a split second before he chuckled. "What? I can't just visit my beautiful girlfriend whenever I please?" I smiled. "Well, I do enjoy you visiting, but I have had a very tiring evening, so unless you're fine with laying down, it's back home for you, baby." He looked me over, and I noticed how he was sitting so stiffly and shaking just the tiniest bit. I looked into his eyes, still fixated on me, and watched as they met mine. "Yeah, okay."

Billy started to take his shoes off as I walked to my closet to change into pajamas. When I came out of the closet, Billy had already turned off the lights and was lying in bed. I pulled the covers back so I could get beneath them when I saw that Billy was still wearing his jacket and jeans. "Billy?" "Yeah, sweetheart?" "Why are you still fully dressed?" "What?" I reached over and clicked on my bedside lamp. "I asked why you still have your jeans and your jacket on." He looked down at his outfit, and then glanced up at me. "Because, uh- I felt like keeping them on," He was fidgeting, his hands twitching ever so slightly. "Tell me the real reason, Billy." He locked eyes with me. "That is the real reason. Now, time for bed." Billy sat up and stretched over me, letting out the tiniest groan before clicking off my lamp and pulling the covers over us both.

I moved over under the covers, so I could rest my head on Billy's chest, like I normally did. But when I did so, he made a yelp that immediately made me sit up. "What's wrong?" Billy's only response was to clutch his torso and hiss in pain. I put two and two together to realize he was hurt, and he tried to hide it. He probably hurt himself trying to get up the tree. I flicked on the light and I grabbed his forearms and moved them to be able to get to his chest. He fought me by tensing up, but I pushed his arms away harder. I looked over and he still had his eyes shut. I unbuttoned his jacket as quick as I could, my fingers shaking. I pushed the fabric aside as I pulled up Billy's white undershirt, that I noticed had some red stains, and gasped.

He had so many bruises- all the size of a fist, and a couple cuts that were fresh since they were still red and bleeding. Billy's chest began to rise and fall faster and I looked up to see what could only be described as "fear" on Billy's face. "Why-wha- Why didn't you tell me that you were hurt?" Billy's chest pumped faster as he looked at the ceiling.

He mumbled something and quickly glanced down at me before looking up again. "I didn't catch that." He shifted backwards, so he could sit up a bit against my pillows. "Because I didn't want you to think that I'm weak." He whispered, almost too quiet for me to hear.

I sat up even straighter. "Billy... No- Billy, never." He looked away and I could see that his eyes were becoming glassy. "Billy, look at me. Look at me, Billy." He stared at me and bit his lip. "Billy Hargrove, you are anything but weak. You are strong physically and mentally, and nothing, I repeat, nothing, will ever change that." He nodded and made a sound that sounded like he was holding back tears.

"Now, can you please tell me what happened?" Billy sat up straighter, wincing as he did so. "My dad- he hits me. He's done it for a long time, but uh, today he pushed me onto a table and something broke- and it was glass- and it cut me- and then he left me- and so I-" I reached for his hand, and moved my thumb over its backside in small circles. "Take a breather. You don't have to spit it all out." He took in a deep, shaky breath.

"So I uh- dropped Max off at her friends house, and came here. And I already got the glass out, so it's not that big of a deal." I nodded, and climbed off the bed. "I'm going to go get a first aid kit. I'll be right back. Could you maybe get your shirt and jacket off?" He smirked at me. "Oooh, what do you have planned for us tonight?" I rolled my eyes and laughed. "I don't know what you were worrying about, Billy. You're over here cracking jokes." He chuckled as I left the room.

I stepped into the bathroom, looking for the kit. After a minute of looking, I found it, and brought it back to my room, where Billy was waiting. Shirtless. Ugh, right now is not the time for these thoughts, y/n. I immediately began to work on patching up Billy's chest and stomach. There wasn't much I could do for the bruising on his torso since I was out of bruise healing lotion, so I made a mental note to go get more as I rubbed some numbing ointment on Billy's chest.

As I cleaned him up, I could feel Billy's eyes staring at me. So when I finished and looked up, I wasn't surprised when we made eye contact. I could still feel Billy's eyes on me as I put the first aid kit on the nightstand and turned off the lamp.

I was about to lay down when I felt Billy's arm snake around my waist and pull me back. He turned me around and we both sat in front of each other. Then, Billy moved forward and wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him back, careful not to squeeze too tight, for fear of hurting him. When Billy pulled away, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. His lips were soft, yet there was a roughness to them, but I could tell the kiss wasn't meant to escalate things. It was just a kiss.

God, I love this man

When Billy pulled his lips from mine, he planted a kiss on my forehead and nudged me so I'd be lying down. He grabbed the covers and threw them over us and then cuddled into my back side. After a while, once I thought he was asleep, I whispered, "I love you, Billy".

I didn't think he heard me, but as I yawned and shut my eyes, I heard his response: "I love you too, baby"

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harrysmimi · 2 years

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Synopsis: One where Harry find out his love is sick when he comes home

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Harry was back home after long tour, back to his love.

He had such amazing things planned for her birthday, a whole week of vacation in Costa Rica as she had been wanting to go there. He had everything figured out, a place rented for them to stay at, planned out adventures he was going to take her to.

He did not expected to find her sick when he came back, not when she didn't tell him anything. Well, she wouldn't want to tell him or else he would have flown back to her the moment he hang up her call. And it was just a mild fever, cold and sore throat.

She had fallen sick over the weekend when she was out with her friends after a long time. She believes it's the cold coffees and milkshakes she had and the changing climate didn't help either. She wasn't entirely alone at home though, she had her cats with her to keep her accompany.

"Why didn't you tell me, love?" Is the first thing Harry asked when he found her laying on the sofa, with one of her cat at her feet and other lying on tip of her purring loudly.

"I knew you'd put everything on hold and get here. I'm fine though." She said, sniffling on her stuffy nose. Her eyes were watering as well due to blocked nose.

"Doesn't look like it, come on let's go to the doctors." He suggested.

"I'll be find Harry, please, you just came back." She pouted.

"Not going to work on me this time," he pointed out, "I'm gonna go take a quick shower and we're heading to see doctor, yeah?"

"Okay." She nodded, there was no point in arguing with him. He looks a bit mad as well as he was unaware of her uncomfortable situation.

He sat in peace after he took her doctors, had her fed and tucked in for her nap in their bedroom. All years he have spent with her he'd come to know that she hayes to go to doctor whenever she's sick for whatever reason.

He got bored from reading his book he picked up at the airport on his way back home, he wouldn't lie it was very boring and yet he couldn't keep it down. So he put on a documentary on Netflix keeping the volume on low as he rested himself too. He would slide under blanket with YN but she wanted him to get sick from her so he opted to stay in the living room as she naps.

But there he saw her, walking down the stairs wrapped up in the blanket they both share at night, box tissue he left on her side table in her hand.

"Did you change you mind?" He smirked watching her walk to him, he didn't get a answer as she just opted to lie next to him and snuggle up. "Oh love, why don't you take a nap? You'll feel better." He quickly gathered her in his arms as he got under the blanket with her. He needed it too as it was getting colder.

"I can't sleep." She shared.

"Do you want to watch something?" He asked.

"This is fine." She shrugged, even though she had her back facing to the TV, face buried in his chest.

"Did you emailed your boss about today?" He asked.

"I did," she nodded, "I had many paid leaves pending anyway so he said I don't have to go for this week and next."

"You overwork yourself," he pointed out, "you need to rest and take time for yourself."

"Will do that from now."

"Yeah? You better," he chuckled hearing her huff. "I missed you so much." He kissed her forehead.

"I missed you too!" She said. "My throat hurts so bad."

"I'm sorry you feel that way, babylove." He cooed to her, "you're going to be fine. Now how about you sleep for a little, yeah?"

"You'll be here?"

"I'll be here when you wake up, I promise, besides I can't move either. You left me with no choice as you're lying on top of me." He chuckled, making her smile too, "c'mon now take a nap. The more you sleep the better you'll get."

"Mhmm." She nodded.

She fell asleep there, listening to the dinasaur documentary Harry put on half-way through.

At night Harry made her some tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwich she was talking about to make one day as she saw it on Instagram. He made her wish come true, pulled up a recipe for the soup and followed it through step by step as his love sat on the counter watching him. Even though he struggled with the compliances, like the hand blender he didn't know they even had but the soup turned out amazing!

He made a nice bath for them both, and read to her like he usually does. YN fell asleep rather early at night due to cold medicines making her sleepy.

N O T E:

Okay, hear me out. This was short. Like very short at only 860+ words, it's like the tenth of what I usually write. But I've been sick, hence this baby was made. I hope to finish something better by the end of this week.

I've been very sleepy with the meds I have to take 😔 I hate that so much!

But I hope y'all like this little fluffy mid week update. <33

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stnaf-vn · 2 years

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nsfw ask: how do friend feel about 💦💦-ers

I actually have a drabble in @queenlilithprime 's Discord server about this.

CW: AFAB READER, SEXUAL CONTENT, MINORS DO. NOT. INTERACT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Friend wraps his arms around you, both of you cuddled up on his extremely plush couch, watching TV. Friend runs his fingers through your hair every now and then, and lets out a soft sigh and cuddles closer. "Ah....I love you...so much..." He whispers to you. You reach your hand back behind you to softly stroke his face. "I love you too silly." He lets out a breathe, like he just saw heaven. He gets up slowly, his heat leaving your body. "Friend?" You prop yourself up on your elbows, feeling the way you sink into the extravagant and rose-dusted couch. He reaches for the sleek black remote, turning the volume of the show down. He pauses a bit before turning around and smiling at you. "Come here~" He gestures. patting his lap. Confused, but cold and missing him, you crawl your away across the couch and adjust yourself in his lap. His arms wrap around your waist once again, pulling your back flush against him. "Sweetheart... have I ever told you how important you are to me?" He asks, his breath against the back of your neck. "All the time, actually." You laugh, proceeding to snuggle more into his arms. "Well, you're extremely important to me. I wouldn't be the person I am today if it wasn't for you. I....I know I'm not a good person, but I want to make sure you know that I'm doing my best for you." He pushes your hair back, giving you a loving kiss on your cheek. You giggle and playfully swat his face. "You're such a sap, you dork. But, you're important to me too." That's when you did something that made him so incredibly hard. You straddled his lap, having your arms around his neck, and pulling him into a kiss. You might not realize what you are doing, but god....he wasn't going to stop you. He groaned slightly, placing his hands on your hips. You meant for this to be a wholesome, passionate, loving kiss....but you could feel him underneath you, gently pressing against you. "Friend... I was trying to be loving, you pervert." You joke with him. But then you look at his face. Breathless, cheeks flushed, heart eyes glowing, and the tiny hearts dancing around his head perfectly framed his needy face. He pulled you back into him, causing you to accidentally pin him against the couch. "Call me a pervert again~" Now it was your turn to feel flustered. As you begin to process what he just said, he wrapped his hands under your knees and lifted you up, laying you onto your back. He hungrily devoured your lips, your neck, anything that wasn't covered by your clothes. Soft hickeys decorated your collarbone and shoulders, and your hips needily jerk in his direction. "Friend...please" you whimpered and oh fuck, that does it for him. That makes his cock start throbbing and leaking pre-cum and his heart hammer in his chest.... "God, you have no idea what you do to me, do you?" He flings your shirt off to the side in a matter of seconds. "You're so fucking soft and perfect..." His fingers ghost along your cleavage, down your stomach..... and over your pants. "mm!" You whined. Friend seems to be an expert at flinging your clothes off because here you are, now completely naked and vulnerable to him. "Ah....so, so pretty..." He muttered, dazed and panting as he looks at your naked form. He runs his hands down your sides, causing you to shiver. They go lower.... And lower.... Until they were holding your thighs. "What do you want me to do?" He smirks mischievously. "You gotta say it or else I can't do anything." "Friend, c'mon please!" "Nu-uh. Say it." He growled.

"Please....touch me..." you whimpered, spreading your legs for emphasis. "It'd be my pleasure~" He responded, and without wasting any time, he went straight into it. He softly ran his thumb down your slit, watching how your body moved and danced to his touch. He was teasing you, softly stroking you with just enough pressure you make you beg for more. "Friend, don't tease me please!!" You begged, face flushed. He smirks. "Alright, I'll stop teasing you~" Then he opened his mouth and sucked on your juices. The sudden change of pressure and friction had you arching your back into his mouth. His tongue lolled around your folds, as if this was going to be the last time he'd taste something so delicious. He sharply flicked his tongue upwards, brushing against your clit. "Ahh! Friend...fuck...pleaseplease!" You moaned and writhed as he continued to gently suck and lick you. Through the intense pleasure, you felt something circle around your entrance, before slipping inside. Friend's fingers slip inside you slowly, rubbing against your slick walls. His mouth never stopped working, his tongue staying busy with your soft nub. His fingers slowly moved in and out of you until you felt him go knuckle-deep. You gasped, and he prodded until he found that one spot inside of you that made your knees grow weak and your vision white. You pleaded with him to continue. "Don't stop! Friend please!" The soft flesh of his tongue and fingers were driving you crazy. "Oh fuck, Friend, I--" You didn't even get a chance to finish your sentence before you felt the buildup and ejaculated onto his face. The hot white passion you felt coursed through your body, causing you to throw your head back and almost scream. Friend didn't stop until you were squirming beneath him.

#stnaf #🔪-stnaf scenarios #see thru need a friend #yandere #stnafgame #✨-friend #18+

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ykiwrite · 1 year

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it's you - minnie

4:16.

"Hey babe" said Minnie as she entered your shared home.

She was late and visibly in a bad mood. You've been together for long enough to be experts at reading each others expressions and you could see she was tired. Rainy weather of the outside didn't go in her favor either. It was Friday after all so that should be considered a plus.

You placed your bets on work. Sure it wasn't easy to be in her shoes. Schedules, practice, interviews, practice, studio and so on. It's a cycle you're pretty sure you would have a hard time with.

As soon as she got rid of her shoes and layers of jackets it was not too long before she stopped midway after dragging herself out of the entrance hallway to see you for the first time since this morning. You were in the kitchen cooking to kill boredom, looking way too occupied, nonetheless beautiful. TV was on playing something not worthy of your attention and knowing you, a person who simply can't function without a background noise it seemed like the best explanation so far.

"Finally, huh?. They let you guys out." You turned to her rolling your eyes, "Cube really is something else."

…

"What? Don't just stand there, c'mon."

Gosh, she's so glad to have you. You have no idea. Lifelessly made her way to you somehow due to her exhausted body. Her arms hugged you as she whispered "I missed you", words hitting your neck.

"Missed you too." Now your hands off of spatula and kitchen counter making their way to wrap around your lovers shoulders.

"Bad day?"

"Yeah, it was shitty," she nuzzled her head deeper into your neck and sighed, "don't wanna talk about it right now."

"Of course, anytime…you know i'll listen. I always do."

Squeezing you even more if that was even possible to the point where you ran out of breath. She looked at you and laughed. It passed onto you until both of you were laughing. As it slowly died down it seemed like the whole world stopped. It was just two of you, holding onto eachother in the middle of the kitchen, rain loudly making itself known on the windows of your home. It was warm. Everything seemed right. She found herself already relaxed, zero thoughts and worries. Although honestly, you were both aware without expressing it outloud how it would be better if it weren't for that stupid TV drama playing through the house no one cares about in this household.

"I love you."

"I love you too Min. I mean, of course you love me, who wouldn't especially if you take a look at what im making for you right no-"

Your joke was ruined by her shutting you up with a kiss you didn't get this whole day.

You felt her hands finding a way behind your head, playing with your hair until they started pulling you in deeper.

"Minnie" you breathed out. Another kiss and another until you gave her entrance to slip her tongue in, grabbing you by the waist and putting you up on the counter.

"Wait-" you almost forgot about the food and all of the stuff prior leading to this, to her.

She looked up to you, her breath hitting your stomach, her head between your spread legs and hands rested on them as she untied your sweatpants, "What is it?."

Completely lost in the moment you didn't even notice her already on her knees making her way lower and lower.

With that look in her eyes, her being below you as you looked down upon the figure. A sight well to familiar yet never fails to make you shiver each time. "Well fuck me i guess" you thought to yourself.

"Nothing, just…", you ran your fingers through her black strands messing it up, "aren't you tired? You know you don't have to-"

You felt her hands travelling up dangerously close and you couldn't help but let out a moan as you threw your head back.

"I want to" accompanied by deep, sultry voice of the singer.

Going back to kissing your neck while her fingers started circling around your clit.

"Min, fuck." The feeling of her hand wrapping around your neck whilst the other did wonders brought you back to reality but not completely, never with her.

"I needed you, this whole day, ever since i left." whispered in your ear as she slipped her fingers in and kissed you.

Your breaths were getting heavier like your hold on her did, clothes crumpled in your hands. "Minnie please…"

"Tell me what do you want?" She looked at you with disheveled hair, shirt that's threatening to fall off, trying to find a room to catch a breath as she got a thrill out of this and your legs around her attempting to pull her closer but it's impossible.

"More Minnie, please just…fuck"

Who is she to ever deny you? The one who she's so in love with since the first day, the one who makes her day better in a matter of seconds just like this one, the one who makes her feel things she could never imagine.

Her movements were getting faster, in between kisses messier, moans that interrupted every now and then were getting more and more louder and apparent.

"I'm so close, don't stop", you struggled to say.

Her grip on your neck that got stronger, lips exploring your already well known collarbones leaving marks and her fingers moving just right places is all it took for you to slip into wave of pleasure.

Her name was all that could be heard echoing through the walls and she was quite proud.

You were trying to get yourself back together and with her still kissing you it didn't do much help, more of the opposite.

"You okay?" she sincerely asked with worry in her eyes.

"Yeah, i'm fine give me a minute."

Pecking your lips and fixing your hair she said "Well, you better get it together quickly. Its only Friday, not even that late aaaand we have whole weekend ahead, im not planning to stop here for sure."

"You're so…i hate you."

"Yeah, as if. Anyway, what did you make?" Her head peeking at the half cleaned mess you left and oven still on.

"Its something you love, we actually tried it first time few weeks ago when we went out but this one is homemade. You can turn it off by the way, pretty sure its over."

She did what was told, took another peek and commented "Ohh, looks amazing. Let's leave it to cool down meanwhileeee…" picking you up and heading straight to the bathroom.

"Minnie wait, what are you doing? I still have things to do, the icing isn't finished, it'll freeze-"

"Okay and? Me or cake?"

"Cake obviously"

"Liar"

cant believe i started writing this as a total joke while listening to mitski then decided 5 minutes before i go to sleep "yeah lets make fanfic acc and post this"

#gidle x reader #minnie x reader #mitski i love you #g idle minnie #kpop imagines

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bardicfrustration · 2 years

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Carved by Fire

This little fic is brought to you by the letter F, this unused prop that i think is Amazing, @storiesbyrhi who posted about it and encouraged me to write, and readers like you. Thank you.

"C'mon." Eddie pleads.

He leans over to you and catches your eye before you could avoid his inescapable gaze.

"Don't you want to leave your mark?"

Then you smell smoke.

"Uh, Eddie?"

"Wha- oh fuck."

"MUNSON! PULL THE FUCKING FIRE ALARM!"

So far, Eddie Munson has set off the smoke detector 3 times this school year.

Once on purpose to ruin the basketball team's pep rally parade down the halls. A second time while trying to create a homemade fog machine for the drama department (that did eventually work). And now, when he accidentally set the woodshop on fire.

"ON IT!" He runs and yanks the lever while the sprinklers have started to soak the whole classroom.

To be fair, though, it kinda might be your fault, too, but Eddie would never let you take the blame.

You had only taken woodshop as an elective because it was your senior year and you figured, ‘easy A’.

You totally did not take it because the cute weirdo you had been kinda crushing on was loudly proclaiming that he was planning to take it. Not at all.

It was for sure a bonus. He was a hard guy to miss.

You liked watching him bounce around. He was like a cartoon that had escaped from the tv and was excited to be real and alive. Meanwhile, you were just quietly coasting through until graduation. A part of you wishes you could just stand the fuck up and ask him out.

The rational part of you went to class and worked silently on another wonky birdhouse.

"I like it." You hear over your shoulder.

You turn, confused, and see a pair of irresistible doe eyes looking at you.

Eddie is standing right there. Hands behind his back and leaning into your work space. "Your...thing. It looks cool. Super funky." He nods to the uneven cuts and the carvings you decided to have fun with on the little bird roof.

"It's a bird house." You relieve him from asking.

"Ohhhhh. I thought it was a race car." He tilts his head to reexamine. You laugh and he takes it with a smile.

"You think I'm making a race car without wheels?" You ask.

He holds up his hands in defense, "Not my place to tell you what to make. That's his job." He points over his shoulder to the grumpy teacher grumbling as he works on another rocking chair. "Either way, it's way cooler than what I'm doing."

"What are you working on?" You had been trying to guess from afar, but you really had no idea. With a grin, he leads you over to where he's working and hops up to sit next to his project on the table.He picks up a little bag that rattles and pours out a couple oddly shaped dice. They roll in his palm as he explains.

"It's a dice tower. You just plop one of these," He picks up a die, "into the top here. And viola. Random number every time."

"Can't you just roll it?" You ask him with an incredulous look. "Like just-" You emulate rolling dice like you're in Vegas.

"Suuure." He tips his head thoughtfully, "But this is more fun." The smile he wears as he speaks to you is infectious. "Plus, this tray at the bottom keeps them from rolling away and getting lost. You wouldn't believe where I've found some of these fuckers hiding." He lets the dice fall back into his palm and roll around.

You watch it and try not to be mesmerized by a small piece of plastic. Or maybe it's just him.

"Wanna try?" He asks.

You mentally shake yourself. "Uh, sure."

He gently cups your hand and drops a die into your palm. The touch feels charged, like just brushing his hand against yours could warm you from the inside out, and then it's over.

You follow his instruction and drop it into the top, listening to it clunk its way down the tower. You're focused on the tower, but you can almost imagine his eyes watching you.

The die lands into the tray.

"Oof. Critical failure." He hisses dramatically and it does nothing to hide the smile in his eyes.

"That's bad?" You ask, looking up from the die to him.

"Sure isn't good, bud."

"What happens then?"

"Well…" he leans in closer to pick up the die back up and examines it like a crystal ball revealing your fate, "It would certainly depend on your intent, dear traveler."

He's looking down at you and you’re looking up at him. The air feels like it's burning between you.

"Munson! Get your ass off my table." The teacher barks from across the room.

You flinch back, not the kind to get into trouble. Eddie hops off the table with a huff but he doesn't seem to really care.

"Are you planning to carve that in?" You gently trace the skull design on the front of the tower that he's drawn in pencil. The lines are beautiful and jagged and the hellfire name is written underneath in sharp letters.

His electric smile returns, "No. But trust me, this is way cooler." He clears away the mess of tools still lying around until he finds what he's looking for. "Check this shit out."

He picks up the pen-like tool, grabs a small piece of scrap wood and you watch how he etches his name in. His chicken scratch transfers well into the wood, turning the pale plank dark enough to rival his eyes. Smoke curls up from the wood and metal and your eyes water, but you can't stop watching. He adds two devil horns above his name for effect and you can't help but smile.

Just the smell of it feels like you're sitting around a campfire and a dangerous part of your brain wants to put your hand in to feel it burn.

An even more dangerous part wants to watch him burn your name into the wood.

He sets the pen down and shows off his masterpiece to you with the same vibrancy of a kid on christmas.

"Is that fucking metal or what?"

"It looks really nice," You trace the lines gently, feeling the grooves and the lingering warmth. "What if it catches fire?"

"Eh. It's been fine so far." He waves off the thought and perks up as an idea strikes, "You should try it."

You stare at him like he's asking you to chop off your finger. Sure, it doesn't look hard, but getting the nerve up to use the large mechanical saws had taken a lot of your courage up for the year.

You scoff at him. "So I can burn my nails off? No way." You shake your hands in emphasis.

"You're not gonna burn your nails off. See? Mine are totally fine. Ready for a manicure." He wiggles his fingers in your face and you swat them away.

"Buzz off, dude."

"C'mon, don't you want to leave your mark?"

He asks you so readily, as if it wasn't the giant nagging fear weighing on your shoulders. As if you weren't so scared to break out of your shell, but he says it like he believes in you.

Yes, you wanted to be more than a fly on the wall. Yes, you wanted to make something worth being proud of. Yes, you wanted to leave your mark on this world, this school, maybe even him.

Then you smell smoke.

And that's how he set off the fire alarm. Again.

You all get drenched by the sprinklers above you and your stuff gets wet, but everyone is fine. Well, not Eddie.

He gets reamed outside in front of everyone by your shop teacher for committing the cardinal sin of leaving burning hot metal on wood while he looks like a wet cat caught in a hurricane.

He takes it in stride though, and none of your classmates are mad to take the day out of class. Still, the guilt and embarrassment weighs in your gut like a pile of rocks.

So you watch from afar, finishing another bird house on the far end of the room, as he finishes his dice tower. It looks great. You want to tell him that, but every time he looks at you, you feel the guilt crawling up your throat and you look away.

Eventually, he catches you off guard just as you get into class. He’s holding something wrapped in newspaper and string.

"This, uh," He scratches at his neck, "I'm sorry. For trying to push you. It was too much. I just-" He sighs, and you miss his vibrant smile, "It's just a little something. If you want it."

He hands you the gift and walks away before you can even react.

You’re too impatient to wait until you get home. You ignore your woodshop teacher explaining the difference between different kinds of wood stains and delicately unwrap the gift, feeling Eddie’s eyes watching you from across the room.

You find a box, not large but well made, with your name carved by fire written on the lid.

You want to giggle and scream and dance until your heart feels like it isn't trying to twist out of your chest. Instead, you nab the closest piece of scrap wood and start carving your phone number in. After your teacher finishes his lecture, you bring it to Eddie with a smile growing on your lips and Eddie can’t help but smile. You make plans for a date that friday.

He pockets the wood and it sticks out like a reminder.

You sit back down to plan another bird house and open your box. Inside the lid is a note that reads, "You left your mark on me. -EM"

#Eddie Munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson fanfic #my writing #eddie stranger things #im impatient. posts at 5am

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missspringthyme · 3 months

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January 31st, 2024

The kitchen has become a problem. I'm not sure why, since before things were going okay without people having to be nannied but now it's bad. What's worse, is I know for a fact that Finnish girl, German American girl, and I have all fully cleaned the kitchen by ourselves multiple time (the last time I did it was a few days ago!) and you wouldn't be able to tell because of how messy it gets so quickly. Now I'm not type A, nor am I the tidiest person, but what I can't do is dirty. The floor is almost always covered in food that has been cleaned up, the counters perpetually need to be wiped, and grease is somehow everywhere. I get that there's 6 of us but c'mon. All this to say that my plans for today were to deep clean that fucking kitchen.

Former Italian roommate came over early and I told her she could just hang out, but she offered to help me clean. Incredibly nice of her. We cleaned everything that could be cleaned in the kitchen, hallway,a nd my bathroom. I put on some rock/metal because that's what I was in the mood for, but when she said that it wasn't really her favorite because she doesn't really like listening to songs in languages she doesn't know, I kept pulling up bad Italian rap.

For lunch we had cacio e pepe and a big salad (in which making I learned that italians don't really like cucumbers which is insane to me since I would gladly munch down a full cucumber) while watching the finale of the percy jackson tv show (I have so many thoughts on this tv show because I was so excited and so happy to watch it but I slowly felt my excitement shift to boredom and frustration as the season went on. I didn't mind some of the changes, but I feel like there was a lack of tension and lots of issues with pacing. Further, the series lacked the humour and absurdity that are cornerstones of the books. My biggest pet peeve is that that kids don't fall into any traps, it's like they're omniscient it's insane. In the books, even if they know the myth it usually takes them a minute to connect the myth to whatever modern equivalent they're seeing in front of them. Idk, I feel like the series has good bones and I'll still watch season 2 because I feel like especially with a tv show they're still learning and need time to figure out the right groove, but I'm worried that because there was such intense, vile, and hateful backlash over things like the casting that it's going to make Rick and the Disney team less likely to take criticisms from fans. Right now, whenever I see anyone voice any sort of disappointment they're immediately told that they're just a hater and that Rick okayed the changes so they're not allowed to complain. I don't think that's the correct response to constructive criticism. Anyway, I think the middle episodes suffered the most and were the most difficult for me to watch, but the final episode was pretty good. Like I said, we'll see. In the meantime I'm going to continue to be frustrated. On the flip side, Fantasy High Junior year is incredible so far! It has made me fully laugh out loud while in public. Incredible work.).

After lunch we cleaned some more, and when everyone came home we went to drop the glass off at recycling and pick up some missing cleaning supplies. If I'm honest, I'm a little pissed at third culture Australian because he made former Italian roommate and I go with him to drop off the glass because "he did it last time". Motherfucker, I just cleaned literally all the common areas. I'm pretty sure I'm pulling my weight.

I had about 10 minutes after we got back before I had to join the final therapy session. My mom was about 15 minutes late as usual so the therapist and I talked for a little bit. She says she feels like individual therapy might be better for the both of us right now and how she's worried that being in family therapy may be actively retraumatizing me at the moment. I would agree. I hope my mom ends up doing individual therapy but I very much doubt she will. At least you can't say I didn't try. I left therapy feeling simultaneously frustrated, tried, and like a weight had been lifted off of me. Next up was dnd though, so I had the ultimate distraction. Nobody tells you that being a dm is hard.

The kitchen was dirty again by the end of the night. At least walking around didn't make my feet black anymore.

#january #friend #roommates #mom #dnd

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ink-stained-words · 2 years

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-It'd be an early flight, because I dislike flights in the afternoon, it takes up the day in an unhelpful way

-Which means I'll be annoying & make us get to the airport unreasonably early

-I'll buy you a silly neck pillow thing so you can take a nap if you want. Or, more likely, I'll buy you coffee & a monster as an apology for making you wake up at 345am

-I don't understand the appeal of neck pillows. They're not comfortable. As far as Things To Sleep On Upright goes, it's like. Other people's shoulders (always in very low supply, sadly), a wall, literally everything else, & then neck pillows

-They're deeply uncomfortable

-But I digress. Airports are less busy super early so security won't take too terribly long to navigate

-We can people watch while we wait. Find the people with the strangest outfits. Or the people who's clothes we'd steal

-I saw someone with a very cool coat at an airport once & nearly sent a picture to you. Figured it'd be weird to take a picture of someone, though

-Then we could walk to the gate & walk down all the fun hallways with the lines on the ground that bump into our suitcases, & they'll make the fun clicky noises

-I like airport hallways. I genuinely love them

-Then we can find nice seats in the terminal (such things do not exist but let me dream) and set our bags down as if we won't need to pick them right back up to go get breakfast

-Bc c'mon, we don't think anything through

-Then we can find a nice food shop even if it means we have to walk to the other side of the airport for something we both feel like eating

-I repeat, I *love* airport hallways, we'll be there super early & have time to kill, we can go exploring

-Then we can actually get on the plane & sit for Forever & it'll be very boring, but friends always have more fun on flights

-It's fun watching them sometimes. Sharing a book or headphones (we could have Spotify hours!!) & being very quiet as the other takes a nap & laughing at jokes a bit too loudly

-It'll be such a long flight

-We'll have to play every single silly game, like hangman on the back of the napkin the flight attendant brings with the snack things

-We will definitely bring our own snacks. Overpriced airport snacks, whoo

-We'll get very bored. Restless & anxious

-But we'll also both be restless & anxious, meaning you don't have to glance over to the other people who are doing Perfectly Fine & feel weird bc why are you having an awful time when they're all vibing

-So it'll be. I dunno. Validating

-Spiritiually I'm giving you a hug or simply holding your hand for all the anxious boring awful parts of the flight, when time starts dragging on for forever & time feels wrong & everything's awful

-Our hands would get extremely sweaty bc flights are always both too hot and too cold, but that's fine

-Landing in new airports is fun. More things to look at

-More hallwayssss

-And then we can drag out suitcases along all of the click clack lines on the ground & up escalators & stuff & rent a car bc I'll be damned if I can't by then

-Stupid fucking car rental laws

-Then we can drive to the hotel or just get coffee if we haven't completely crashed yet, & we'll just

-Be there. In a place where the schedule & structure is entirely decided by us. No planning things around people, hoping they stay on task

-We can drink boba & sit in the pool & I'll inevitably get a bit sunburnt & you're not allowed to laugh at me for it (I know you wouldn't, but it's funnier to say it)

-We could watch boring movies in the hotel room before giving up & crowding around a phone & watching Netflix

-I miss listening to your commentary

-I wonder how nice our hotel would be

-Maybe it'll have a mini fridge

-I'll wake up early & try very hard not to wake you up & fill it up with monsters & vitamin water (bc I also should probably drink things)

-I might bring my laptop for tv things. That'd be fun. You can watch me finish Portal 2 since it's taken me More Than A Year to complete it

-I'll work more on it tmrw when I get home

-We could find tiny shops to walk around

-Window shoppinggg

-I'll buy you a souvenir stuffie

-Much more fun than a magnet

-You can collect them & give them silly names based on one of the best silly inside joke things we did during that trip

-Sylas I could've bought you one at Sequoia. You could've named it Everything Bagel. Sylassss this is a tragedy

-What would the one from our sleepover have been named

-I need ideas, that was your trip, what stood out the most from that visit for you, I was very very sleepy for most of it

-Sleepy in a very content way that means that I found *everything* hilarious & couldn't possibly pick out one thing

-But yes back to the trip. We'll be broke college students but we'll have enough money to do some nice fun things

-We can get ice cream or literally anything we want. Boba twice in the same day. Spontaneous movie time bc we have 2 hrs to kill & that silly horror movie can't be *that* terrible

-Coffee potionnnnn

-And going to the beach as late as we can bc maybe there'll be a sunset, beach sunsets are so so pretty

-We're definitely going to a beach

-I dislike sand but we have to build a sandcastle

-What should our castle be named, I'm deeply curious. The combined architectual efforts of Sylas & Lauren

-That should be its title

-And yes your name goes first, it always does. Fuck the alphabet. Molly goes before Yasha so Sylas goes before Lauren, I'm rearranging the letters

-Greeks or whoever invented it did so a long time ago & it could do with some revamping

-First on the agenda: L goes after S. But before J

-That's the entire agenda

-We still need to go to one of those photo booths in the mall

-I need one for my wall, & yours can go on your wall

-I feel it's very unfair that you have multiple Polaroids of me & I have none of you

-Tragic

-We would go through a lot of polaroid film on a trip

-I'd see a squirrel & become very emotionally attached to it & need a picture of my brand new second bestest friend

-You'll still outrank the squirrel, don't worry

-Anyways I'm rambling. I hope your trip is good. I know for absolute certain that the London part will be, & I'm so so excited for you

-But I hope all of it is nice. You could even have vc nights with Ronan! I'll still say g'night like I always do, but it'll be at the wrong time. Apologies for the silly time zone things

-We'll go on an adventure some day

-You'll have to deal with me getting excited by silly things like clouds out the window or mountains or *water* & airport hallways & escalators & people walking by with cool coats

-It'll be brilliant. We'll walk all the way to the other side of the airport to get the perfect snacks & talk the entire way, there and back, surprising no one

-Everyone will be very annoyed with our existence

-I'm very happy that you exist. I love you

-And thus concludes the list about travel things

#writing #surprising no one #I have made another list #this time about travel things #I dunno #I like lists #it's like a structure to lock my brain in place #and then I do #and it's easier than having Thoughts #so I make lists #bc I like thinking about future things #maybe it makes them a bit more possible #I'm manifesting a vacation for us #it'll be amazing

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shoyoist · 2 years

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kakucho with a tattoo of your name on his left pec I’m wheezing I actually need an inhaler oh my god

content: gn!reader. tattoos and piercings + as usual for my writing with kakucho, it's super soft bec he deserves no less ♡♡ p.s. we pretend his bonten tat isn't in almost the same place. thanks.

— ‶｡ଘ.*+ it seems kakucho is really good at hiding surprises.

"what's wrong?" kakucho asks, unable to ignore any longer how you've been staring intently at him for hours on end, since the very moment he had walked into the house, tired out after a long day of various work events he had to power through the entire day.

you didn't stray from your position on the couch, supposedly bingeing your favourite shows, but every time he'd crossed the living room, he'd noticed that your eyes were not on the TV but on him, following his movements without a single miss.

when he'd gotten out of the shower and headed into the kitchen because he needed some water. when he'd come back to retrieve his socks and throw them into the wash, since he'd taken them off and left them thrown across the doorway. when he circled around the couch to grab an apple off the bowl sitting on the coffee table.

then, he'd stepped back and awkwardly stood there for a few minutes, watching the way you examined his body, tilting your head and pursing up your lips in concentration. "is there something wrong, love?"

"nothing." you speak slowly, your gaze still latched onto his body. he feels self conscious, and peers down at himself, scanning his tshirt and pants for any stains or tears or anything that might have caught your attention.

"nothing," you repeat. "except . . . why are you wearing a shirt?"

kakucho blinks, trying to feign innocence. he thinks about what's hiding underneath the fabric stretching across his muscled chest, and shifts one more step back. "am i . . . not supposed to wear a shirt?"

"you never wear one," you accuse, pointing a finger at him. "not even when you're out at work. you stay bare chested, all the time. what gives?"

"uh," he racks his brain for a suitable, logical answer to give you. it wasn't winter, and it wasn't a rainy day, so he couldnt blame it on the cold. if he told you not to mind it, you would instantly worry and make him take the shirt off so you could see if he was okay underneath. "i just felt like having one on today."

your eyebrow twitches, and he winces inwardly. obviously, you wouldn't fucking buy that. "really. i just wanted to wear one."

"and you wore it right after your shower. without even properly drying yourself off?" you extend the question, and he almost freezes in place because fuck, he wasn't expecting you to point that out.

he shrugs his shoulders, as nonchalant as he can bring himself to be. "it's nothing, i promise."

"take it off, then." you lean your chin on your fist, and bat your eyelashes at him prettily, and he blushes despite himself — because you dont know what he's trying to hide. you can't know. but you will. he already knows he's lost this battle. "c'mon, kaku, you look so good with just an unzipped hoodie on. love it when you have your body on full display, baby. i tell you that every day."

"dont i look fine with a tshirt on, though?" he circles past all the praise you're showering him with, and instead offers you a smile, polishing the apple across his pants before bringing it to his mouth for a bite. "muscular men in tight tees. so hot, right?"

you roll your eyes, and he has to laugh at himself — but as he takes a bite out of the apple and starts chewing on it, standing next to the TV that you're paying absolutely zero attention to, you suddenly lean off the couch and peer at his chest, squinting your eyes for a closer look. "wait."

at that, kakucho's entire body heats up immediately, and he desperately fights the urge to turn around and run — fuck, if he had just ignored you and not asked you anything at all, maybe you wouldn't have become this curious. but now, now he was going to get found out. shit.

you hop off the couch and saunter over to him, steps steady and languid, a teasing smirk already in place across your pretty face, and kakucho has no choice but to continue playing innocent — hopefully, hopefully, you were just messing with him, pretending you figured it out so he would break and reveal to you what he was hiding.

if he kept trying, maybe you'd believe him. "baby, what is it? i really have no idea why you're so pressed about this."

"shut up, kaku." you narrow your eyes at him, stopping with only a few inches of distance between your bodies, lifting your hand up and pressing a pointed index finger to his chest. "this is what your crazy gang buddies are dragging you into, huh?"

and despite the situation he's currently being cornered into, he has to appreciate how lightly you talk about bonten.

you're careful about the whole ordeal, but you aren't afraid. the fact that he's involved with such a dangerous, brutal criminal organization doesn't stop you from loving him whole. from waiting for him to come back from work every day. from being patient, from staying calm and taking care of him on the days he returns injured.

it doesn't make you hesitate to move in with him. doesn't hinder you from immediately accepting the ring that he'd put on your finger only weeks ago. you love him, and he's so, so grateful to have you with him at all.

which is why he'd done what he did — but he's not ready to show it to you yet, which feels stupid because he only did all this for you, to show it to you and make you happy, to display to you just how much you meant to him.

but he's fucking shy.

"the one with the bubblegum hair." you choose sanzu to blame, for what you've discovered. "did he rope you into this?"

"no." he says, and you give him a long, scrunitizing look, eyes so gorgeously lit up as you try to glean from him what his reasons are. then, you take one step back, and lower your hands to the hem of his shirt. "take it off, baby, why would you hide this from me? i want to see."

you eye his chest, the thin material of his shirt strained by his pectorals. or rather, you eye the perfectly outlined studs sitting at his nipples.

"you really got your nipples pierced, and then wore such a tight fitting thing to try and hide it?" you chide, smiling wider as you lift the shirt off him. "if you'd just zipped up a hoodie, i would be less likely to notice, and less suspicious, too. you're so dumb sometimes, kaku."

his face burns, but that's not all that's hiding under the tshirt, so he keeps his mouth shut and waits for you to see it for yourself.

"you wanted to look hot for me, did you? wanted to look just a little slutty for me, please me more than you already do?" you taunt, as you raise his shirt up till you're resting the heels of your palms against his collarbones, shirt bunched up between your fingers — he holds his tongue though, because he wants you to see it.

you trace you gaze up his torso, from the beautiful carved abdominal muscles and the lines that follow from his lower back, up to his pectorals, and—

and all at once, your eyes fall onto the swirl of ink that's carved right over his heart, and your tongue stills. your thumb comes down to press gently at one of the studs, but your stare is now locked onto the black calligraphy that sits and waits for you, atop tender, blushed skin.

it's his turn to smirk now, to tease you, to ask you where all your catty remarks went.

but he can't, because you stare at the tattoo on his chest, and when your eyes stumble over to find his, you look stunned — when you look up at him, your lashes flutter, your gaze softens and swells with something so soft and full of love, and your lips part, but nothing comes out for a few moments, and suddenly, he's rendered speechless, too.

"k-kaku." you stutter, fingers leaving the piercing to go and gently trace over the tattoo. it's your name, and you spell it out with your fingers, carefully running your finger over each letter, so gentle, like he could break. "you got a tattoo. of my name."

"over my heart." he tells you, and you swallow thickly. "over my heart, because you own it, my love."

the ring on your finger flashes in the light of the TV, when you rest it against his chest. "h-have i told you, kakucho? that i love you?" your voice comes out in a murmur.

"you have." he says, and when he brings his hand up to cup your cheek in his palm, you feel the cold metal of the matching ring that's on his finger, too. "and i want you to know that i love you too. just as much. maybe more."

"i love you more, baby." you say, as he expects, and he lets out a soft, short laugh before he leans in and closes the distance between your lips.

it's when he kisses you, and kisses you again, before moving back a little for a breath of air, that your hand suddenly slides back to his nipple and curls its fingers around the stud, and yanks.

"hah, what the fuck—" you stop him from breaking the kiss by bringing your other hand up to his nape, pulling him back in so his hot, heavy groan falls into your mouth, and you eat it up, smiling against his lips as you yank again.

his cock twitches under the sweats he's got on, and you giggle, making him feel all the more fucking embarrassed. "this is why you got them, right?" you coo, bringing him close for another kiss. "so i can tug on your tits while i sit on your cock."

"fuck," he hisses, and his tongue slides into your open mouth at the same time that he grabs your ass and pulls your hips against his, grinding his hardening cock against you. "wanna see something else i got for you, then?"

"what?" you gasp at the friction he allows you, and when he pushes you back a little, you're indignant at first, but then — then he grabs the waistband of his sweats and pulls it down, all of a sudden so bold and confident, and you see the stud sitting so gorgeously under the flushed head of his cock, glittering pale silver, matching the ones fixed to his nipples.

you stare, enamoured, but before you can even take the sight in properly, he reaches over and grabs your jaw between two fingers, turning your face back up, pulling your gaze back up to meet his own.

"so, my love." he says, and you shiver at how deep his tone is. "do you like it?"

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adoringhaikyuu · 3 years

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date night

pairing: atsumu x f!reader

summary: atsumu forgets about date night :/

warnings: a lil sad but not too bad

word count 1.1k

notes: this was inspired by this audio lol

at first you thought that he was just running late––it happened sometimes, that's just how he was. but as you watched the time pass by ––ten minutes, then twenty... by the hour mark, you'd given up.

he forgot. he forgot about the date night that you both planned in advance, weeks ago. atsumu had been so busy for the past few months, you were so excited to just have one night to each other, one night to have him all to yourself.

you dressed up nice, putting on your fanciest, sexiest dress and heels, you took your time to get ready, knowing this was a special night, the first night you'd go out with your boyfriend in a while. and it didn't happen.

the reservation was an hour ago, and atsumu was two hours late. you were contemplating going to bed when the door burst open to reveal atsumu, panting, eyes frantic and apologetic. "baby fuck, i'm so sorry––" he practically ran towards you, throwing off his jacket and kicking off his shoes haphazardly.

he ran his hands through his hair, trying to give you a small smile but you wouldn't look at him, choosing to focus, or rather pretend to focus on the tv. "it completely slipped my mind honey, i promise i didn't mean to blow you off––not that that makes it better..."

he was met with silence and his shoulders sunk as he stepped towards you hesitantly, his feet dragging like a small child. "c'mon baby i would never do that to you on purpose, i mean...look at you, i––god i'm a fucking idiot."

you nodded subtly but he didn't comment on it, his eyes still trailing along your body. your dress fit you perfectly, it accentuated all your best features and your shoes––you rarely wore shoes like that, though they were sexy, he knew they also hurt like a bitch, so the fact that you wore those for him and he didn't even show up? he had a lot of making up to do.

"baby doll please look at me, let me see those gorgeous eyes so you can see how sorry i am." he cursed quietly to himself, looking around for some sort of answer. "please don't ignore me princess."

you kept your eyes trained forward, your tongue in your cheek as you tried to calm yourself down, the frustration and disappointment still lingering in your mind, making your body buzz. you sighed, "i don't know what you want from me, atsumu."

you could see from the corner of your eye that he was pouting dramatically, eyes wide. "wh––atsumu? what happened to baby? or bub?" he got on his knees in front of you and placed his hands on your thighs but you looked to the side, not wanting to give in.

you crossed your arms, your voice quiet when you spoke up again. "where were you?"

you noticed him hesitate and scratch the back of his head nervously. "i––well i was with the boys baby and––"

you nodded your head and he paused, scared that he'd said the wrong thing, he didn't want to mess up even more tonight. "but as soon as i remembered i came running home." you got up, and walked past him but he was quick to stand up and follow you. "but you love the boys don't you?" he was trying to make the situation better any way he could, thinking that maybe if he reminded you that you liked them, and even considered them your own friends, you wouldn't be as upset––shit logic, he knows.

you kept walking until you made it to your bedroom, "yeah i do, but they're always with you, tsumu." tsumu, that was better than his full name. you glanced over your shoulder briefly, the hurt look in your eyes stopping him in his tracks for a brief moment. "i just wanted to be with you, for once. i just––can't remember the last time we had a night to ourselves. i missed you." fuck.

you made your way in front of your vanity, looking in the mirror as you reached up to take out your earrings when atsumu's hand gently wrapped around your wrist in mid-air. "wait wait," he brought your hand up to his face and kissed your wrist, pressing his cheek into your palm. "i'm so sorry babygirl, please don't get undressed, you look too good to let all this go to waste. let me take you out, show you off–"

you shook your head, "it's late."

he felt like crying, "but––"

you shook your head again, letting your hand drop to your side. "i'm tired, babe." you reached for your earrings again and this time he didn't stop you, watching you put them away in your jewelry box.

you walked over to your side of the bed and sat down and atsumu dropped back down on his knees, reaching to take your heels off for you. "i'll make it up to you tomorrow––i'll blow off practice and you'll have me all to yourself all twenty-four hours, promise."

you appreciated the effort but sighed, both from his words and the feeling of his hands gently massaging their way from the heel to the ball of your foot. you hadn't actually walked with them so your feet weren't hurting, but you weren't going to reject the massage. "you can't just skip, you're on a professional team."

he moved onto the other foot, bringing it up to kiss your ankle. "sure i can, i just won't go." he was serious as ever, yet you couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

you ran a hand through his hair and he smiled, content with the affection you were showing him. "you're really not gonna let this go, huh?"

he shook his head and kissed up one of your calves, his hand caressing the other. "of course not." he looked at you earnestly and you could tell he wasn't joking around. "i hurt my girl and i've gotta make it up to her." he leaned up on his knees between your legs and tilted his head up towards you, a hopeful look in his eyes. "kiss?"

you bit your lip and nodded, placing your hand on his cheeks to pull him in for a sweet kiss and he sighed, hands resting on your thighs. it wasn't like your usual passionate ones, it wasn't intense, it was short but meaningful, a reassurance. when you both pulled away, he looked at you, a warm gaze in his eyes. "i love you pretty girl, i will make this right, i swear."

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu fic #atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu x f!reader #atsumu angst #atsumu fluff #atsumu oneshot #atsumu fic #atsumu imagine #haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff

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fczco · 3 years

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fools gold, JJ Maybank

masterlist on bio

a.n: i posted this near april this year, but when i deactivated i lost it so I'm posting it again, if you read it and feel it familiar, that's why :) also, english is not my first language so forgive me in advance for any mistake.

words count: 1,3k

warnings: mention of a close relative death, a close relative being very sick.

(not my gif, if it's yours let me know so i can give you credits)

After I finish eating completely alone in the kitchen of my home, I did the dishes and fed Simba, my cat. He was a birthday present from JJ who was also the one who chose the name, and I have to admit that I love it.

Mum was on a trip visiting my grandma who was found very sick and needed help at her house. It has already been over a week since she left and i don't really expect her back in a few more.

As i was opening the freezer to take out the ice cream i had bought today, a sudden but still gentle knock on the front door took me by surprise. I placed the cold plastic box on the kitchen table and walked to the door while they continued to knock.

I slowly opened the door so i could see who was behind it, when i saw my best friend's face i smiled and let him come inside my house.

- "hey Olivia" he said as he stepped inside.

- "hey" i closed the door "what are you doing here? did something happened at home?" i asked fully knowing that he had got into a fight with his dad again, his back was facing my face.

- "the usual" he said as he turned and looked me in the eyes, i just stood there, hands on my waist as i looked at him "what" he smiled.

- "what was it this time?" i went to the kitchen and took two spoons so we both could have some ice cream.

- "I don't even know OI" i smiled at his weird nickname and came out of the kitchen to find him sitting down at the couch and i did the same, "anyways, can i crash here tonight? by the way, where's Simba?" he turned the tv on.

- "he went to my room after i fed him" i gave him one of the spoons and he smiled at me as a thank you, "and of course you can crash here, stay how long you want to".

- "thank you" he opened the ice cream box "when's your mum coming back? i miss her" he took some ice cream with the spoon and took it to his mouth.

-"i miss her too" i copied his actions "i wish i knew, i haven't talked to her in like two days, signal has been pretty shitty in the island lately" i licked my lips that tasted as cookies due to the exquisite ice cream, "grandma is really sick, at this point we are just waiting".

- "for what?" he asked as he looked at me.

- "for her to die, i guess" my voice cracked a little as i said that and he noticed, JJ took the ice cream box and put it on the little table besides the couch.

I looked at him as he came closer to me and hugged me tightly, i hugged him back.

- "I'm ok, i promise" i said while we broke the hug, he started searching in my eyes any sign of tears, but there were none, "you know i never really got to know her, she never liked mum moving here with my dad".

-"i know, you told me the story" he just kept staring at me.

- "stop staring at me, it makes me uncomfortable" i nervously laughed and turn away.

- "i make you uncomfortable?" he asked.

- "no, your firmly stare does" i glanced at him, he hadn't stop looking at me yet.

- "'firmly stare? all those books you've read make you talk weird" he scrunched his nose.

- "they don't, you're the one who doesn't talk properly" now i was looking at him.

- "stop firmly looking at me you make me uncomfortable" he joked and i just blanked my eyes at him and pulled out my middle finger.

- "suck my ass" i said.

- "look at you! so sassy suddenly!" he laughed and i just ignored him "c'mon don't ignore me" i didn't even glance at him "i see how it goes".

I thought he had give up but i found out i was wrong when he started tickling me.

- "you bitch!" i said between little laughs "stop" but he didn't "JJ STOP" he just kept tickling "i fucking hate you" there was when he stopped.

- "no you don't" he stated, looking kinda offended.

- "yes i do" i said while i stared at him, his face went completely neutral.

- "you know? that's a pity" he crossed his arms and his muscles tensed under his white short sleeve t-shirt.

- "why?" i asked being actually intrigued by it.

- "because i love you" he said and looked deep into my eyes.

- "i love you too JJ, you know that! i was just joking so you would stop tickling me" i giggled a little.

- "no, not like that" he bit his bottom lip and looked down.

- "what do you mean?" i tried to make him look at me again but he kept avoiding eye contact.

- "i really love you" part of me knew what he was talking about but the other part couldn't actually believe it "i am in love with you" he finally looked at me, waiting for an answer i couldn't give because i was shocked, "great, i've ruined everything" he said as he ran his hands through his hair and got up, i just kept looking at him, "i should get going".

He was already walking towards the door when it hit me. I got up and ran the few meters between us and turned him by his arm once i reached the door.

I was staring at his lips as i tried to talk but couldn't manage to say a single word. So i kissed him, he responded almost instantly and placed his hands on both my cheeks as i did in the back of his neck. After a few seconds we pulled away and he pressed his forehead against mine.

- "you don't have an idea of how long I've been waiting for this" he said with his eyes still closed.

- "me too" i answered while i gently placed my left hand on his jaw, he smiled to that.

- "i just-" he stopped mid sentence "i just know how afraid you're of relationships of any kind" he opened his eyes and looked into mine, "and to be honest i do too, i don't commit to stuff and you know that".

- "of course i do" i smiled trying to calm him.

- "I don't want to hurt you Ol, as well as i don't want you to hurt me".

- "JJ, i can play the tough part sometimes but you know I wouldn't hurt a bug, even less you".

- "i could still hurt you and i would never forgive myself if that happens".

- "let's sit down" i grabbed his hand and we sat down together on the couch again, "listen, i don't have any memories of which you're not in, I've known you for God knows how long and I've been in love with you for a few years now, i know every little secret about you, or at least i like to think i do" we both laughed, "what i'm trying to say is that there's no fucking way-" he interrupted me.

- "stop cursing you little kid" he pointed a finger at me.

- "alright, what i was trying to say is that there's no way, there's literally nothing you can do that would make me hate you or at least want to" he laid down on the couch, positioning his head on my legs.

- "there's nothing you could do to make me hate you either" he looked at me with one eye while he scrunched the other one and smiled, "am i still able to stay here?"

- "of course you're you fool bitch" he got up from my lap and grabbed my face with his hands.

-"i told you to stop cursing!" he laughed.

- "why don't you want me to curse?!" i asked as i giggled.

- "because it makes me want to kiss you".

- "and who says you can't?" he smiled at my answer and kissed me again.

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hope you liked it :)

#jj imagine #jj outer banks #jj maybank #jj x y/n #jj one shot #jj obx imagine #jj obx #jj obx fic #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank fic

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primroseprime2019 · 3 years

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Scrapheap

In the Arctic, Bulkhead and Bumblebee scaled up an icy cliff. "Are we there yet?" Bumblebee asked his Wrecker friend.

"No! We're not there yet! But it should be just past this ridge, Bumblebee!" Bulkhead answered Bumblebee's question.

Once they reached the ledge of the ridge, they slid down the ice. Once there, Bulkhead checked his scanners again.

"I don't get it. These readings are off the meters!" Bulkhead remarked. "What is that!?" Bumblebee asked, pointing to a gap.

Curious, Bulkhead and Bumblebee approached the gap in the ice. And when they looked into the gap, well...they were amazed.

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"I told you, doc. We're fine!" Bulkhead objected as he removed the lines connected to his chasis and stood up...only to have Ratchet push him down onto the berth once again.

"The only way to be certain you're fine, Bulkhead, is to endure standard defrosting procedure! You know prolongued exposure to sub-zero conditions can cause permanent system damange!" Ratchet objected.

"Ratchet, have you learned anything more about the arctic find?" Optimus Prime asked his old friend as he and his girlfriend Arcee approached the two teammates.

"Not yet. The pod can't be opened while it's frozen solid," Ratchet objected.

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The pod is still sealed due to the thick walls of ice engulfing the golden pod in its icy embrace. The room the Autobots had used to conceal the pod is flooding from the gallons of water. The ice had melted enough to provide the occupants inside a means of escape. Little did the Autobots know...

That their house guests would be nothing but trouble.

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"Arcee, Primrose and I will search for any clue that will explain the origin of our arctic find," Optimus proclaimed as him and Arcee stood before the activated GroundBridge.

"Only until your sensors sound. Remember. Once your core temperature drops into the blue zone, system failures aren't likely. They're imminent," Ratchet warned.

"We'll be fine Ratchet," Primrose said with a reassuring smile and she wrapped her arms around Optimus and Arcee, "we have each other to keep warm."

"Don't make it weird, you weirdo," Arcee said, playfully flicking Primrose's forehelm.

They turned to the entrance hall and saw Bumblebee and Bulkhead approaching. Stepping out of Bulkhead were Miko and Paige and stepping out of Bumblebee were Jack and Raf.

"Miss us, Doc Bot?" Miko asked Ratchet as Bulkhead and Bumblebee transformed into their bipedal modes behind them.

"Shouldn't they be in school?" Ratchet moaned.

"On Saturday?" Miko said in disbelief.

"We have the whole weekend off to spend with you!" Paige piped in. "Well I'm fine with spending time with Paige and Rafael. It's you and Jack, I can't really stand," Ratchet huffed.

"Hey!" Miko said, glaring at the medic. "I wasn't expecting carpool," Jack said as he walked up to Arcee, Primrose and Optimus, "what gives, Arcee?"

"Tag team Jack. It's mine and Prim's turn for exploration duty," Arcee said. "Oh. Too bad. It's a beautiful day for a ride," Jack pointed out casually, "would hate for you to feel guilty for leaving me indoors."

"Arctic exploration duty," Arcee said, placing her servo on her hip. "Indoors where it's warm," Jack said immediately.

"The Arctic? I've always wanted to see snow!" Raf said happily. "Me too!" Paige said happily.

"I would invite you to join, Paige, Rafael. But the conditions are much too extreme. Even for we Autobots," Optimus said.

"We understand," Raf sighed. Optimus, Arcee and Primrose turned to leave.

"But," Optimus said and he looked back at Raf and Paige, "I will bring you back a snowball." "That would be awesome!" Paige and Raf said happily.

Optimus gave a soft smile and nodded before he, Primrose and Arcee went through the ground bridge.

"Transportation complete," Ratchet said and nearly jumped back when the ground bridge controls suddenly exploded and sparked, "by the Allspark."

"So what do you think we should do today?" Miko asked. "How about video games?" Bumblebee suggested, much to Raf's excitement.

"Video game tournament! Last one standing wins!" Raf said. "Bulkhead, Bumblebee, Firestorm, here now!" Ratchet called out.

"Prepare to be destroyed," Miko smirked as she took the controller from Raf and waved it in front of Jack's face. "Yeah, not really my thing, Miko," Jack said.

"What? Scared of losing to a girl?" Miko teased. Jack stared at her for a moment before he took the controller from her, "bring it."

"No mercy," Miko said and she and Jack started to play. Paige looked at Raf, "wanna play our own arctic exploration?" "Yeah," Raf said with a smile as he got up and the two ran down the stairs and into the hallway. Firestorm, Bulkhead and Bumblebee walked over to Ratchet.

"You can't boss us around just because the boss is out," Bulkhead said. "I need some heavy lifting," Ratchet said, "the ground bridge is down."

"But Optimus, Arcee and Primrose made it through right?" Bumblebee asked in concern. "Optimus, Arcee and Primrose made it through just fine; it's getting them back that concerns me," Ratchet said, "now remove those panels. Chop chop."

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Raf and Paige trudged through the hallways, pretending to be in a blizzard, albeit Paige was walking slower than Raf was as she imagined herself to be in an actual snowstorm.

"Temperatures sub-zero and dropping... gotta... get back... to base," Raf said. Paige giggled and she squeaked as she almost tripped herself and the two laughed only to stop when they heard a light, metallic clanging.

Raf turned to see a loose screw lying on the floor. He walked over to it and picked it up. "Where did that come from?" Paige asked.

"Don't know," Raf said. The two heard metal clanging again, this time above them. They looked up in surprise. There was nothing there. Paige felt a shiver run down her spine. 'This place can be scary sometimes,' she thought.

She jumped slightly when Raf yelled in surprise and he tripped over something. Paige looked at him in concern and she helped him up. A little metallic grey and black creature with deep violet-blue eyes stood in front of the two and Raf yelped in fear as he jumped back into Paige.

The creature tilted it's helm. "Where did you come from?" Raf asked. "The Autobots never said anything about pets," Paige said, "but it is pretty cute." The creature purred happily.

"You wanna play fetch?" Raf asked, showing the screw. In response, the creature jumped up and down and happily ran in a circle, making Paige laugh. Raf laughed and threw the screw, "good boy! Go get it!"

The creature ran after the screw and jumped up... only to start eating it. "Oh no! Don't eat it! You're gonna choke!" Paige said, startled. The creature only turned to them and walked over to them.

"Or... not?" Raf said, surprised. The creature nuzzled his leg, purring softly. "Now that is cute," Paige chuckled, "let's go show him to the others. I'm sure Ratchet won't mind." Raf smiled and nodded before he picked up the creature and he and Paige went back to the main hangar.

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"C'mon, come on. You want some?" Jack asked with a grin as he and Miko continued to play. When Jack won, well, he was quite proud of himself. "In your face!" He said to Miko before he started to do a small victory dance. Until the lights went out and came back on.

"What the-? Great. Power outage," Jack said. "Aw, it wiped out our game," Miko said, gesturing to the static on the tv. She got up and walked down the stairs.

"But I was winning!" Jack exclaimed. "Bummer," Miko said tauntingly.

"What could've caused this?" Ratchet said as he examined a piece of chewed machinery. The lights flicker. "Or that," Bulkhead said.

"Hey, everybody! Look what we found!" Raf said. "We're busy- ahh!" Ratchet shouted in fear when he saw the creature sleeping in Raf's arms.

Bulkhead and Bumblebee quickly jumped to their pedes, blasters out and their optics wide with fear. Firestorm took out his blaster but he didn't aim it at Raf and Paige.

"Hey, hey!" Miko exclaimed as she and Jack got in front of Raf and Paige, "what's with you guys?"

"Scraplet! Scraplet!" Bulkhead exclaimed with fear. "What's a scraplet?" Paige asked.

"The most dangerous thing ever to crawl upon the face of Cybertron," Ratchet said. Miko, Jack and Paige looked at the so-called scraplet in Raf's arms with disbelief.

"This?" Jack chuckled, "are you kidding?" "You're giant robots," Miko said, "scrappy, here, is... teeny."

"You have no idea the damage that teeny thing can do!" Bulkhead said.

"Aw, he wouldn't hurt anything," Raf said reassuringly as the scraplet started to wake up. It looked at the bots, examined them for a moment before it opened it's mouth, revealing sharp jagged teeth and it leapt out of Raf's arms and ran towards the bots. It leapt for the nearest bot and that was Bumblebee. It started to eat his leg, much to the kids' shock.

Bumblebee grabbed at the scraplet but it was in vain as it started eating at his arm. The scout whacked the scraplet away. It tumbled across the floor before it got back up and went to attack again only for Raf to start hitting it repeatedly with a crowbar.

Raf continued to hit it until Jack stopped him. "Easy there, killer," he said.

Dropping the crowbar, Raf hurried over to Bumblebee. "I did not see that coming," Miko said.

"I don't think anyone did," Paige said. "I'm sorry, Bumblebee," Raf apologized worriedly.

"It's okay, Raf. You didn't know. I'm okay," Bumblebee said. "Is he going to be okay?" Paige asked.

"Only a mesh wound. He'll live," Ratchet said reassuringly.

"Now do you believe me?! All Scraplets do is dismantle machinery and eat anything metal! Especially living metal!" Bulkhead explained.

"Well, bug squashed. Game over, right?" Jack asked.

"No. When it comes to Scraplets, there's never just one. And I fear I know how they got in here," Ratchet answered gravely before taking them to the storage room and checking a giant metal ball surrounded by water, "It's a trap. A Scraplet trap."

"Uh...an empty Scraplet trap," Bulkhead corrected nervously.

"Most likely ejected into the space eons ago only to wind up in the Arctic where the temperature kept them in stasis," Ratchet guessed as he transformed his light back into his hand.

"Until we brought the thaw," Jack and Paige said in realization.

"Now they're wide awake and ready to brunch," Miko piped in.

"So...how many are we talking about?" Raf asked nervously.

"Thousands. The power malfunctions and GroundBridge damage are sure signs their infestation is well underway," Ratchet proclaimed.

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"Arcee, Primrose, what are your statuses?" Optimus asked as he scaled down a cliff face and his sensors began to beep.

"My sensor's going off. Guess we should call for pickup before things get chilly," Arcee remarked.

"Mine's going off too," Primrose said.

"Optimus to base. Core temperature readings have reached the blue zone. Prepare to activate GroundBridge," Optimus requested...only to have static greet him in response. This surprised and worried him.

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"Ratchet to Optimus. Do you read me? We have a situation!" Ratchet tried to report, "The Scraplets have gotten into the commlink system! If we don't eradicate these creatures immediately, they'll reduce the entire base into a scrapheap!"

"Well, I say we bug out of here and let them keep it!" Bulkhead suggested, earning bleeps of agreement from Bumblebee.

"Evacuation is not an option. If we don't get the GroundBridge back online stat, Optimus, Primrose and Arcee will perish!" Firestorm said sternly.

"They will?!" Jack asked nervously and Paige widened her eyes in fear.

"Bulkhead! You never run!" Miko said.

"Miko, you haven't seen a swarm of these things devour a bot! I have! They pick you apart from the inside out! Going for the small juicy bits first! Fuse by fuse! Circuit by circuit! 'Til there's nothing left! And I mean nothing! Not even your optics!" Bulkhead cringed. "Nyah!" Paige said with a shudder.

"You have to let us help," Jack said as he bravely stepped forward.

"We're not made of metal," Raf pointed out.

"Yeah! Scraplets can't hurt us!" Miko added.

"Typically, I find your fleshiness to be your least engaging quality," Ratchet began, "no offense."

"None taken?” Paige said, confused, furrowing her eyebrows.

"But it would appear to be an advantage under these extremes," Ratchet finished.

"OK. So we pair off. One bot, one human. I will watch you back while you repair the GroundBridge," Jack decided.

"And we all go on a bug hunt," Miko said, referring to her, Raf, Paige, Firestorm, Bulkhead and Bumblebee. Bumblebee and Bulkhead shuddered.

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Optimus, Primrose and Arcee were struggling to walk through the Arctic. The crisp winds were attacking their joints and armor as they stumbled through the snow, trying to make contact with base.

"Optimus to base, do you read?" Optimus asked.

He heard a familiar grunt from behind him and he turned to see Arcee laying on the ground. Optimus helped her up to her pedes.

"You sure a nice long drive wouldn't help? I hear Miami's beautiful this time of year," Primrose said jokingly. Arcee chuckled.

"The nearest temperate climate is too dangerous. Attempting to reach it would expend too much energy and hasten the freezing process. Until Ratchet sends for us, and he will, our best option would be to seek shelter and insulate ourselves," Optimus said. Primrose spread her metallic wings and she wrapped them around Optimus and Arcee in a desperate attempt to keep them warm and close.

She couldn't exactly activate her fire powers at the moment as she was shivering. And she was cold easily.

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"I get to be your bodyguard for once. How cool is that?" Miko gushed excitedly as Bulkhead looked around nervously.

"Raf found the first one here...right?" Bulkhead asked before the lights suddenly went out and a loud high-pitched scream was heard.

The lights turned back on and Miko turned to Bulkhead. "Did you just scream like a little girl?" She asked.

"No. Maybe," Bulkhead said, "can we talk about this later?" His charge only shrugged and only walked ahead. They heard clanging which made Bulkhead even more paranoid.

"Take it easy, Bulk. Just take it easy. Everything is going to be-,"

Miko was cut off by Bulkhead shooting at the walls and ceiling as he heard even more metalic clanging. When he shot at the right spot on the ceiling, cables fell down on him.

Miko turned and her eyes widened in shock and confusion as her guardian waved his arms around at the cables frantically. "Okay," Miko said, "wish I hadn't seen that. Bulkhead! You're fine! It's just a bunch of cables!"

Upon hearing that, Bulkhead stopped his panic. "Oh. Right... cables," he said sheepishly as he tugged one down and a bunch of scraplets fell down on him.

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In another part of the base, Raf and Bumblebee scanned the hallways, looking for any signs of scraplet infestation. Like Miko, Raf was armed with a crowbar. "M-maybe there aren't any around this section?" Bumblebee asked nervously.

"Don't these things ever stop eating?" Raf demanded in annoyance as they ran to a chewed up air vent. Bumblebee ripped open the remainder and Raf let out a yell as he posed to attack but there weren't any scraplets inside. But they did hear clanging and that made them nervous. Their fears were confirmed when dozens of scraplets jumped out of a floor drain, snapping their jaws and flashing their razor sharp teeth.

Bumblebee began to frantically shoot at them even though he knew it would hardly do damage.

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Paige and Firestorm walked down another hallway. Firestorm looked around. "I'm getting a strange sense of deja vu right now," he sighed. Paige looked at him confused, "why?"

"My brother used to scare the scrap out of me with a fake scraplet," Firestorm sighed in annoyance, "as funny as it was, it still gave me a near spark attack." Paige stared at him before she started to giggle.

"Hush, you adorable kitty-faced child!" Firestorm exclaimed, his faceplates turning bright blue. Paige giggled more only to yelp when scraplets suddenly dropped down on Firestorm who screamed in fear and surprise.

Paige quickly transformed into a gryphon and she quickly leapt up onto Firestorm and whacked the scraplets away.

Transforming back, she grabbed the metal bar and destroyed the scraplets with it. Firestorm slumped back against the wall, panting heavily.

"You okay?" Paige asked worriedly. "I will be," Firestorm sighed.

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"How's it going over there?" Jack asked casually.

"I've repaired the damage conductors and re-routed the central conduits. But the GroundBridge still won't receive power!" Ratchet reported in anger as he punched the floor nearby.

Jack looked around as he heard clanging. He turned and widened his eyes in alarm.

"Whoa!" Jack yelled as he saw the scraplets fly towards Ratchet ready to devour the medic, "They fly? YOU NEVER SAID THEY COULD FLY!"

Ratchet began backing away from the oncoming scraplets, hoping to protect himself from their endless anger. However, all of his attempts were made in vein. The scraplets still got him. Their combined force knocked him to the ground. Together, they began to bite the medic.

"RATCHET!" Jack cried as he rushed to help.

Jack began swinging his metal bar at the scraplets. "The fire extinguisher!" Ratchet exclaimed.

Nodding, Jack ditched his metal bar for the fire estinguisher. He ran over and attacked Ratchet with the carbon dioxide foam that was trapped inside the fire estinguisher. With the estinguisher, the scraplets stopped eating Ratchet alive. They all fell off of him dead.

"Ratchet, get the patch kit. We're leaking Energon like-WHOA!"

Bulkhead's request was cut off by the sight of even more scraplets attacking them.

Paige widened her eyes in shock. "EAT THIS!" Bulkhead yelled as he pounded some scraplets...only to scream when he found one eating his hand.

Raf and Miko immediately ran over and began trying to keep the scraplets off of Bulkhead, Firestorm, Ratchet and Bumblebee. Jack and Paige pitched in with their weapons as well. But it still wasn't enough. Scraplets continued to attack them.

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In the Arctic, Optimus, Arcee and Primrose had taken shelter somewhere near a mound of snow.

"Arcee, wake up," Optimus said. "Just resting my eyes," Arcee murmured as she rubbed her blue and lavender optics.

"The longer we remain alert, the longer we remain alive," Primrose told her.

"What do you suggest? Wait. How about a game?" Arcee suggested, "Let's play Who Screwed Things Up Back at Base?"

"Our predicament could be the result of a simple malfunction," Optimus reminded her.

"Caused by Bulkhead. Let's see. No commlink. Maybe even no power. The big lug probably tripped over a cord. He's never been too graceful. I remember when we first arrived on Earth and Bulkhead walked into those power lines. Who knew he could dance like that?" Arcee laughed.

"Bulkhead may be...too large for this world. But his inner strength is without bounds. One should not be measured by size alone," Optimus sighed.

Primrose chuckled softly and she leaned against Optimus. "Th-there's this game... that Paige told me about," she said, "us being here reminds me of it."

"How so?" Optimus asked as he pulled Arcee close. "The Wayfarer... they walked through a snowstorm," Primrose said and she looked up at the snow-covered sky, "this is the same snowstorm we're in."

"We'll survive this Prim," Arcee said sincerely. Primrose leaned into her and Optimus and gave a small nod.

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Jack, Paige, Miko and Raf had taken care of the swarm of Scraplets that were attacking Firestorm, Bulkhead, Bumblebee and Ratchet in the command center.

"We get them all?" Jack asked, only to have the sounds of metal whirring greet their ears.

"Hardly. These were just scouts," Ratchet shook his helm.

"So the rest of them know we're in here?" Bulkhead whimpered nervously.

"And if we allow ourselves to become their next meal, Optimus, Arcee and Primrose will never make it home. We must get the GroundBridge operational," Ratchet declared.

"Then we can use it to send the Scraplets anywhere on Earth," Raf piped in.

"Why not back to the Arctic? We already know they don't do cold," Jack pointed out.

"Sweet! One-stop shopping!" Miko cheered.

"Given the body mass of the Scraplets, the sub-zero temperature should freeze them on contact. So think, Ratchet, think. If the GroundBridge is still down..," Ratchet trailed off.

"There could be a number of reasons the GroundBridge is still down, Doc Bot. Hell. For all we know, there could be a leak in the fuel line," Paige shrugged.

"That's it! A leak in the Energon fuel line! Paige Mariah, you are a genius!" Ratchet exclaimed before he did something that surprised everyone...and it was more than because of his current injured state.

Ratchet cradled the girl and gently kissed her cheek, making her squeak and blush furiously. When he let her go, Paige stumbled backwards in surprise and embarrassment. Miko smirked at the sight she just saw while Raf tried to calm Jack down.

"If we weren't breaching, one of us could go back over there and fix it," Bulkhead said, breaking the moment between Ratchet and Paige.

"Where do we find it?" Jack immediately asked.

"And how do we fix it?" Raf wanted to know.

After getting the instructions from Ratchet on how to find and fix the fuel line, the children set off with a tool box to fix the breach.

"Remember. We're okay. We're not metal," Jack reminded them.

"I cannot believe Ratchet kissed you on the cheek!" Miko exclaimed.

"I'm having a hard time believing it either," Paige confessed with a smile.

"Dude, you're like, in love with the Doc Bot! How come you're so surprised?" Miko asked.

"Because I never thought it would happen. I never thought he'd feel the same. The list goes on," Paige answered.

"Can you two talk about this later?" Raf asked, reminding them of the mission and the fact that Jack looked like he was ready to murder someone.

"There's the breach!" Jack cheered as they approached the breaching fuel line, "Come on! We've gotta work fast!"

It didn't take them long to fix the breach since they worked together. Jack and Paige operated the blowtorches to seal the piece of metal while Miko and Raf held it on place. As soon as they had finished, the Scraplets flew past them.

"They're getting ready to feed!" Raf cried.

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Optimus, Arcee and Primrose laid on the snow, side-by-side. Primrose had passed out, doing her best to keep her family warm with her metallic wings even though she knew it wouldn't do much.

"You know the worst part? After battling 'Cons all these years, getting smacked down, shot at, blown up, this is how our sparks go out?" Arcee said in disbelief.

"Arcee, this may not be the finish we had planned. But if we are to become one with the AllSpark," Optimus was cut off by a gentle gesture.

In her weakening state, Arcee reached up and rested her servo on his. He turned his servo over and held hers tightly. "It's been an honor serving with you, Optimus Prime," Arcee murmured.

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"RATCHET! ALL SYSTEMS GO!" Jack reported as they all sprinted into the room.

"FIRE IT UP!" Miko exclaimed.

"GroundBridge...activated," Ratchet panted as he activated the GroundBridge before falling to the ground.

Above them, the Scraplets swarmed. When Firestorm looked up at them and the activated GroundBridge, he remembered something Ratchet had said about them needing bait to attract them.

"Bait, huh?" Firestorm muttered with a smirk as he limped towards the GroundBridge and let out a loud whistle, gaining the attention of the Scraplets, "Ready for the main course? Come and get it!"

He ran through the GroundBridge with the Scraplets following, eager to eat him. When he ran through, he saw Optimus and Arcee trying to make their way there with Optimus carrying Primrose on his back. But their strength was waning. They could barely keep themselves upright.

"Down! Down!" Firestorm cried before falling into the snow face first.

As soon as they saw the Scraplets follow him through the portal, Optimus stood between the approaching Scraplets and Arcee. Luckily the scraplets were frozen before they could reach them. Harmlessly, they bounced off of Optimus' plating.

Optimus and Arcee looked to Firestorm who shook the frozen scraplets off of his plating. "I'd invite you in. But the place is a mess," the Autobot warrior remarked.

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Moments later, they were all recovering from their respective traumas all around the Scraplet-littered command center. Jack, Paige, Miko and Raf stuck around to help them. Raf monitored Bumblebee's vitals, Miko monitored Bulkhead's vitals, Jack monitored Ratchet's vitals and Paige monitored Arcee's vitals since she was in a worse state than Optimus.

"Report bio-circuitry status," Ratchet requested.

"Levels are rising," Jack responded with a thumbs-up.

"Excellent. Rafael, keep a close watch on Bumblebee's electro pulse monitor. Miko, check Bulkhead's interface patch," Ratchet instructed.

"Levels are steady," Raf reported.

"Looking good!" Miko piped in.

"Paige, monitor Arcee's temperature and system operations," Ratchet said to Paige.

"Temperature's rising steadily and systems are operating normally," Paige informed with a relieved smile.

"Perhaps you should get some rest yourself, old friend. You saved quite a few lives today," Optimus pointed out.

"It wasn't all my doing," Ratchet confessed as he glanced at Jack, Paige, Miko and Raf with a proud smile, "We're just fortunate the infestation happened on a Saturday."

"Our human friends may be small. But they are strong," Optimus complimented, his optics looking directly at the kids.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of a high-pitched scream of terror. It was Miko. Immediately, Jack, Paige and Raf surrounded her with metal bars in their hands.

"Scraplet?" Jack guessed.

"SPIDER! Is it on me?!" Miko screamed as she ran out of the room with the rest of the Autobots looking on in confusion.

"Did she just scream like a little girl?" Bulkhead asked.

"She is a girl, Bulkhead. What's your excuse?" Paige smirked, earning a playful glare from the former Wrecker.

"Behave, kids," Arcee joked with a smirk as she sat up. Primrose chuckled wearily as she leaned against the wall. Taking in a sharp inhale, she let out an exhale, sending frost and mist up into the air.

Snowflakes began to fall and snow slowly started to build up. Raf laughed happily and Paige smiled.

"Snowball fight!" Raf exclaimed and he threw a snowball at Paige who quickly dodged it with a squeal. She glared at him and smirked before she threw her own snowball at the boy. Miko and Jack soon joined in.

Optimus smiled softly and shook his helm with amusement as Ratchet grumbled about the mess the kids were making.

#transformers prime #fanfiction #my ocs #self insert #the girl among the gods

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grapehyunshair · 5 years

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Better man ll Haechan

short haechan fluff, kinda suggestive idk????? i was feeling like it so yeah here is is

You were laying on the couch mindlessly watching a tv show while waiting for your boyfriend to come home from practice when you heard keys and the door opening and closing. Donghyuck wasn't supposed to be back for at least 5 more hours so you were startled at the sound and you peaked your head over the back of the couch only to see your boyfriend tiredly coming through the living room door, running a hair through his freshly dyed hair, his bag on one shoulder and his sweats hanging low from his hips. You looked at his face, noticing how dark his circles had become and how thin his face had turned, from all the weight loss and you couldn't help but furrow your eyebrows in worry, quickly collecting yourself and standing up to go greet him. Upon noticing you, his lips twitched upwards into a loving grin and he dropped his bag on the floor, opening his arms to welcome you into his embrace. You sneaked your hands around his waist and kissed his lips before nuzzling your head in his chest. You could feel him exhaling in your hair while he rubbed your sides, before pulling back to take a look at your face.

"You are back home early, is everything okay?" You asked, bringing one hand to cup his cheek, while your fingers softly caressed the smooth skin.

"Yeah, we did well today so they let us leave." He sighed and tilted his head pleased at the way your hand felt on his skin, "The guys went drinking but I wanted to get back to you. I've missed you." He said and brought his hand on your neck, pulling you closer and settling his lips on yours. The kiss was soft at the begining but it soon got deeper and Donghyuck put his hands on both of your sides, rubbing the skin over your shirt while your hands got lost somewhere in his fluffy hair. He bit your lip making you leave a soft moan at the sensation and you let your hands wander on his body, feeling the heated skin of his stomach under his shirt. You could feel him smirking while he backed you up towards the wall, his hands finding your butt and giving it a small squeeze as a signal to jump. You slightly squealed, making Donghyuck pull away and laugh at you before he continued by attacking your throat with kisses reaching all the places he could. You slightly pushed his chest and he looked up at you, his plushy lips now swollen from kissing you and his hair ruffled from you tugging at it.

"Babe, you haven't even eaten yet." you said while you tried to fix his messy hair.

"I can skip lunch and go straight to dessert though." He said winking at you, while a smirk found the way to his face. You laughed and playfully hit his shoulder while taking your legs off his waist and straightening your clothes.

"C'mon you can eat some food now and then you'll have as much dessert as you want." You said poking at his chest and escaping the arms that caged you on the wall, taking his hand and dragging with you.

"Ugh, fine but you promised." He said, pouting, while he patted your butt with his free hand.

You prepared the table for him, making him some noodles while he sat on the kitchen isle and later sat down with him, doing him some company while he talked about his day, how he aced today's choreography and laughed at some story about how Taeyong chased Jaehyun around the practice room because the later ate his cherry pie. You couldn't help but admire the way his face lit up when he talked about the things he loved and how his smile made your heart flutter at the sight. Dating Donghyuck was never easy, seeing as the time you spent together was minimal and he always had schedules he had to attend, so you never had the chance to be a normal couple. You knew he loved you and he would do anything to be with you though and you did ,as well, love him more than anything, so the thought of leaving him never ever crossed your mind. You enjoyed and cherished every moment you got with him, whether that was small, secret dates by the park, sleeping and waking up with him, seeing his face even if it was only for an hour and you wouldn't trade that for the world.

Donghyuck noticed you had zoned out of the conversation when he asked you how your day was and you never replied, so he looked up at you and he met your full of concentration, scrunched face and he mentally uwued at the sight, so he took your face his hands, startling you before he asked you if you were okay.

"Yeah, I just, I love you so much." you said, softly putting your hands over his and holding them, while you brought your face closer to his so that your lips barely brushed his. "So, so much."

"I love you. Thank you for being the best girlfriend in the world even if I can't be the best boyfriend for you." He said, voice barely a whisper while he lovingly looked you in the eyes.

"You're so much more than that." You said and finally connected your lips to his.

No matter how hard things got for the both of you, you and him knew that as long as you were together nothing else mattered. Donghyuck felt like you were his home, the person behind everything he is right now, because if he didn't have your support and your love, he wouldn't be able to come this far. And he would always be thankful to you for that.

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minyoonkeeks · 5 years

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Late Night Maintenance // JJK

Pairing : JJK X Reader (F)

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Warnings : good old vanilla sex in all aspects, there's some oral and pretty much it. Nothing triggering (:

A/N: I know I said I was starting my new series, but my good friend who I originally wrote this fic for, finally read it. It's my first smut fic ever, and generally the second one I've even written. I've reread it and there are things I wish I could word better, but it's a growth process so I'm happy with it right now. Please let me know if you liked it (:

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"Yeah sure I can work with that schedule. Thank you so much for working with us, we will get the prompts out to you by the end of the week"

You quickly hung up the phone and organized your desk. It was you vacation getaway with your best friends from your hometown. All of you grew up together but when college started, you chose to stay and help out in the family travel business to get your photography started. It wasn't as big of a deal to you than to the other girls who wanted you to go with them, but it made your getaway trips legendary.

Hence why you were on your way, bolting to the airport to get on the first flight to Hong Kong. It was insane how quickly everything came together. Your best friend Lia's boyfriend Yoongi was on a special trip out during the time of your trip and was able to secure 3 more tickets for you, your other friend Becca and her boyfriend Hoseok. You only had 2 weeks to get everything ready and packed as much as you could for your week out in another country. To be honest, being at home started to feel stifling and you really wanted to see if your photography would get you anywhere else. It wasn't that you didn't love home, but it was obvious that nothing would happen if you stayed in your bubble.

So off you were, 1 week in Hong Kong with your best friends and all on their boyfriend's dime. It was odd, while Lia had Yoongi, Becca had Hoseok, and you weren't feeling any vibes from anyone. It didn't upset you, but you knew if you stayed any longer you'd end up marrying that creep from down the street who would stare at you whenever you made any trips out of your house. This was the perfect opportunity. You would see if your photography fared with any other artists, and just maybe you'd be able to get rid of some of those bad love juju vibes everyone said you had.

"C'mon don't be like that!" Becca yelled while she finished getting ready in the bathroom. "Yeah we can't have our annual dinner without you!" Lia whined as she hugged your leg, causing it to fall asleep from how hard she was grabbing at it. "I just feel a little off. I love the guys, I do, but I don't wanna be third wheeling. I promise, we'll go out together another time. Just take today and go be in love you babies." You sighed as you changed the channel on the TV. Quickly a hotel promotion popped up for a night in at Disney Hong Kong, courtesy of the swanky hotel concierge team since you were in a hotel suite. "Look I can go to Disney at night! You know I've always wanted to go see the castle, and it's special hours for us. See I have something to do, so get ready so I can be on my way!" You feigned enthusiasm so they could get the hint and leave you alone. You really didn't want to sit through 2 hours of making out on one end and cutesy talk on the other. It was bad enough on the plane ride having to sit through it while everyone gave you pity looks and to deal with it tonight would be a no thanks since tomorrow the boys were off to do their business venture and you'd be with just the girls. "Fine, but if we come back and you are still here watching netflix in your pajamas you are dead meat." Lia stared at you, you knew she meant business, especially when she wasn't getting what she wanted. There wasn't any getting out of it either. You weren't planning on going, but 10 minutes into your Strong Girl Bong Soon rerun you thought, why the hell not? There wasn't anything stopping you, and it was free. You changed into a long sleeve with your favorite overalls decided to grab your camera and go down to see what Disney was about.

The ride to the park was quiet. You really didn't think you'd be one of 3 people in the van going to late night Disney. It was Disney, you know? Happiest place on earth? But you guessed it was because it was almost midnight that you'd have most of the park to yourself. There was an older man driving who you counted as one because otherwise you'd have to acknowledge that you were sitting next to an incredibly good looking man. He wore black tshirt over some jeans and you could tell he wasn't really looking at anything, kind of like he was lost in his own mind. As you sat down, he jolted up and looked right at you, big brown doe eyes full of innocence. You face flushed, how couldn't it, when smiled at you and very cooley said, "Hi, don't mind me, please sit." You had just about choked on air from how beautiful he smiled after talking. And so you sat in silence, trying not to fidget too much, so he wouldn't notice your awkwardness. When you finally arrived, you realized just how alone you'd be. The massive entryway only had 1 lane open and there were no cars passing by to drop off or pick up non existent passengers.

"Don't worry, it's open." The ridiculously cute boy said as he looked at you, smiling a huge bunny smile. You couldn't help but notice him now. Tall, really tall, and although he was wearing a large shirt, you could clearly see defined muscles making your eyebrows lift up from the surprise, and hoping he didn't notice. But clearly he did as he smirked giving you your once over.

"Oh, and you know this how?" You asked, trying not to sound too out of control from how your brain wanted grab his arms as a reflex to see if he was really built because you hadn't had any decent sex in so long. He stared at you for a second, trying to gage whether you were teasing him, or you genuinely wanted to know. "Oh, I work here. I'm helping renovate the castle with my uncle since I had some time off this summer and he needed the extra help. Most of the guests don't come out at this time since I guess they like to sleep." He chuckled to himself and you made a face worthy of laughter. Was he messing with you? "Honestly, I only came to get the churros and head out, thanks" you scoffed. You chuckled under your breath as you saw his reaction, clearly not expecting you to bite back at his teasing, or lame attempt at it anyway. You walked past him and into the park ignoring his eyes as he looked right at you, smug smile from being defeated at his own game.

The park was beautiful. Lights and rides lit up, although none of them were running at this hour for safety reasons. It was ok since you came to take photos anyway. You took your camera out of its case and began taking photos. It was so relaxing, for the first time feeling like your photos were yours and not solely for the purpose of putting them on a travel ad. You loved your job, I mean it was your parents blood, sweat, and tears that went into it, but it wasn't yours. It was their dream. And being here now, taking photos and being carefree for a second made you realize what you were missing out on.

"Beautiful, right?" You heard his voice behind you. Almost as if he was so close you could feel his breath on you, and for a second you had to get a hold of yourself. "Yeah, it's definitely out of this world" you mentioned, trying to keep the ache in your pants from making you choke on your words. He ends up right next to you staring curiously as you gaze out at the landscape and it's enough to make you lose your breath.

"C'mon, I'm not on a time crunch, I can show you around if you'd like. My name's Jungkook by the way." He smiles at you and extends a hand. You take notice at how he squeezes a little too hard and it makes you think of how it'd be like for him to squeeze your thighs to let him in and you have to snap out of it. "I'm ______, sure I could go for some company."

As he's explaining the buildings while you're taking photos, you can't help but feel him looking at you from time to time and it makes your knees weak. If it was day time, it probably wouldn't have the same effect, but something about the lights and the fact that he kept getting closer to you made you think about how his arms would feel around your waist, or how his torso would feel around your legs.

"And here's my stop." You quickly broke out of your thoughts to look up at the dark castle. He notices how you startle to his voice and laughs a little. "Oh, I didn't realize it was so soon. Thanks Jungkook, this was fun" you mumble back, cheeks red from where your thoughts were leading you. He looks flushed and for a second he's biting on his lip, making yours do the same. "You want to come look inside? There's a few rooms that don't have access for regular customers, but I can show you if you promise not to tell anyone." He nudges you, and you feel his muscles through his shirt, yeah definitely ripped, you thought. "Sure, as long as you'll let me take a few photos, I mean not like you own the place" you laugh awkwardly and slap his shoulder. He winks at you as you both start walking towards the gate.

As you walk in you have a great sense of… nothing. Its blank, gray walls coating the inside of something so beautiful on the outside. You see the lights through stained glass illuminating your pathway and you wonder for a second where all the illusion went. Jungkook is walking slowly behind you and you fail to notice when he puts his hand on your waist as he guides you in the dark. As you reach his work destination you see it's quiet and completely alone, but you aren't nervous. "It's kind of weird huh? We're supposed to be adding a terrace and it's already there but we're waiting on the designers to finish their sketching to continue. We're supposed to meet them tomorrow. Here, let me show you." He takes you hand and laces his fingers between yours as he guides you up to the terrace.

You get there and he holds you by the waist to pick you up. As you look out and see the view you can't help but feel how rough his hands are on your waist. You turn and stare at him gauging if it's your imagination, or if he wants the same thing you do. You shake the thoughts out of your head walking towards the edge to take a closer look around the park. You take a few photos, noticing how Jungkook stands behind you, leaning against a post. It kind of makes you take a second to breath, feeling like he's staring at you and not at the scenery around him. "Come sit with me" he calls out to you, and as you turned you saw him laying a blanket down. " Since I work night shifts, I usually spend my time listening to music and sitting here. It's pretty calm, and I like hearing the way the wind carries over." He sounds happy and you smile as you walk over to him sitting next to him. He grabs your hand and holds it, and at first it startles you, but seeing his smile as he lays back a little you can't help but wonder if he would be like this all the time. If this was how he treated his special someone. You talked for what felt like hours about your home, your job, and you ambitions. He would smile occasionally and tell you about his life. He wasn't actually from Hong Kong, but just working while he figured out where he wanted to go or do. You admired him for that, being free enough to go anywhere and do what he wanted without falling into pressure. "Why don't you come with me next time? I'll probably go back home to Korea for a few months and then set out somewhere, anywhere. We'd have a lot of fun." He remarked and looked at you, big brown eyes full of interest. It was different, feeling like you were meant to meet him tonight, and although you'd never make a rash decision, you couldn't help but love the idea of hanging out with him, taking photos, and having fun. It seemed too good to be true but you didn't let that get in the way.

You stand up and pull on his arm to help him up, Jungkook towering over you. "Sure, maybe one day, you never know." You smile at him. He's warm and sweet and yet you can't quite place what he's thinking as he squeezes your fingers between his as he jumps off the terrace.

He pulls you down slightly and places his hand behind your neck bringing you down to his eye level. You could smell his musky scent and moaned a little too loudly into him and his soft eyes quickly turned into lust. He took your face into his and kissed you, at first with so much yearning, that you couldn't help but open your mouth to let him in. " I've been waiting all night to do that." He smiled as he let go for a quick second before attaching himself to you again. He brought you down and sat you on the edge to kiss you harder and longer. You opened your legs to let him slide his body in between yours and you gasped when you felt his hardness brush against you. "Mmm Kook, me too" you whispered. He took that as an opportunity to let his tongue slip inside you again and you only moaned louder into him, making him smirk. As he pulled away he watched you, with dark lust filled eyes, as he spoke roughly. "You really couldn't wear something a little more convenient huh?" He said as he watched you catch your breath and slowly unbuckle your overalls. "I didn't really think I'd be fucking a hot ass guy at a palace, did I?" You chuckled as he went to suck on your collarbone. He went slowly up your neck sucking and leaving love marks, as you moaned in anticipation for what was next. "I knew I was going to fuck you from the moment I saw you get on the van" he growled into your ear and nibbled, "Well then, fuck me please" was all you could say before he crashed his lips back onto yours.

His hands quickly trailed down your sides, along your breasts, making you hitch your breath. He squeezed at your nipples between the fabric of your bra causing you to moan out his name in pure ecstasy. He tugged on the ends of your shirt and you lifted up your hands to let him take it off. As he stood back for a second, you started feeling anxious, but the look on his face gave away any inhibitions about what you wanted to do to him. You unclipped your bra staring right at him as you slowly took it off, watching as he devoured your body with his eyes. "This really is the most magical place on earth. You're gorgeous, come here" he said walking back towards you.

He started kissing your lips slowly, leaving love bites down your neck and into your chest. Once he reached your breast, he kissed around reaching your nipple and sucking on it making you gush between your thighs. He looked up to lock eyes with you and trailed the other hand between your legs to feel your heat. "I think it's time we take these off don't you think?" Jungkook said as he moved to take off the rest of your clothes.

As they hit the floor, Jungkook's lips were back nibbling on your nipple as his hand made his way back to your mound. There was no denying how aroused you were when he felt your slickness soaking through your panties. "Mmm, feels like I could fit right in already huh?" He said as he moved your panties to the side and slid his fingers through your slit, making you moan in response. "I want to see you too" you said as you tugged off his shirt. You ran your fingers over his defined muscles and kissed along his shoulder blade, smooth skin hot and cold at the same time.

"Lay down for me" he whispered as he tugged your panties off. He lowered himself to your thighs, kissing along and leaving a trail of bite marks, claiming every bit of your body that he could. Once he reached your core he trailed his tongue up your slit, bringing more moans out of you. "You like that baby?" He whispered as he licked once more, this time circling your clit with his tongue. You grabbed the back of his head as a reflex, and it only made him hungrier for your juices. He groaned into your pussy lips to suck on your clit. "Mmm, you taste so good baby, I could do this all night." His voice sounding an octave lower and full of sex. All you could do was moan, hearing him call you baby made a fresh wave of arousal hit you. 'More, I need more" was all you could say as Jungkook slipped a finger into your aching cunt. Your walls clenched his fingers, happy for the intrusion as your juices coated his finger when he started fucking you with it. Your moans getting louder, and his assault on your clit, making you grind into his face. You could feel him moving his stance and looked over for a second to see him palming his erection, waiting to be released. It made you so much wetter knowing that he was enjoying this just as much as you. He noticed you looking and slid a second finger provoking another loud moan from you. "You're so tight baby, I need to make sure you're ready for me" he said as he scissored his fingers into you. "I want to see you" you said between moans, earning another groan from him as he fucked you with both fingers. He curled them inside of you, hitting your sweet spot and making you gasp loudly only making him harder. "Cum in my mouth baby and I'll give you whatever you want" he whispered into you and began fucking you harder. Hearing those words were enough and soon you were toppling over the edge, seeing white and groaning out his name "Fuck , Kook!" Was the only coherent thing coming out of your mouth as you came. He kissed your cunt, stood up, juices covering his mouth and chin, as he smiled seductively, leaving your aching pussy wanting more. "That was so hot," He took your hands and pulled you up so you were meeting his chest. "Show me how much you want me"

You lowered yourself off the terrace, knees wobbly from how you body reacted to Jungkook, and held onto his jeans. Slowly kissing down his toned torso you skimmed the lining of his jeans to reach the buttons. Undoing the clasp, you looked kissed him roughly as he moaned into you. You pulled his jeans down slowly along with his boxers releasing him from the constraints of the fabric. As you got on your knees you let out a huge sigh. He was big, bigger and thicker than you have ever had. "You like what you see baby?" He whispered bringing it down and stroking it in front of you, making your pussy ache from the sight. He has a slight curve and he was red with how hard he was, precum droplets coming out of the slit. It looked delicious and all you could think about was how he would feel fucking your mouth. You looked up at him, and he was holding his breath to see what you would do. You smirked and licked from his balls up to the tip of his cock, feeling him tremble under your touch. You licked the precum off, slowly engulfing him in your mouth. He groaned and gripped onto the edge of the terrace as you started to bob your head, licking around the tip to give.him a little more. "Fuck ____ you look gorgeous, so beautiful baby. Take my cock in all the way." He hissed as you licked around his cockhead once more. There was no way he would fit completely inside your mouth, but as you pumped your mouth on him he grabbed your head and began fucking you mercilessly. "Fuck _____ it feels so fucking good. Your mouth feels like it was made for me to fuck it" his thrusting getting more intense only made your arousal come back faster and soon you were rubbing your clit with the same speed as his mouth fucking. You pulled away fast, sucking and popping him out of your mouth when he started getting sloppy, knowing that he was going to cum.

"Baby, I need you in me." Was all you could say as he picks you up and throws you back on the terrace, placing his body right between you on the edge. You could feel his rock solid erection throbbing close to your core. "I Don't have protection, didn't really think I needed it tonight you know?" He says, hunger in his eyes. "It's fine, I have a thing, keeps the babies away, just fuck me already" you moaned back waiting to see what he'd do. He brought his face close up to yours and kissed you hard, hard enough for you not to notice him rubbing his dick against your slit. "Good, it'll just make the sex even better" he whispered and slammed his dick into you, giving you no time to prepare. "Fucking hell, oh shit" was all you could say as he cradled you in his arms fucking you as if he'd prepared al alongl. It stung, more than you thought it would, but hearing his grunts and moans only made you want him to fuck you harder, and soon all you could feel was the intense pleasure from his dick slapping against your cunt. He nibbled on your ear as you repeatedly told him to fuck you faster and harder, wrapping your legs around him and holding on. "You're so fucking tight baby, just like I imagined. Even better. I can't wait to --ugh-- fucking spill everything in you, on you, everywhere." He cursed as he railed into you. He placed his hand between you and started rubbing circles around your clit bringing screaming moans out of you. "Kook, fuck me harder, I need more." Was all you could say. He trusted into you one last time before holding himself as deep as he could, trying to catch his breath, and trying even harder not to cum inside you yet. He pulled out, leaving you empty for a second and climbed on the terrace, pulling you down on top of him.

"Ride me, I want to see you ride me" he said panting. You aligned yourself on his cock, your lips slowly taking the head of his cock in as he looked with full lust in his eyes. "This is fucking amazing, you're so fucking beautiful" he gulped as you took him in inch by inch, moaning into him and dropping down giving him a kiss. It wasn't rough, just sexual and intimate, and you moaned out his name slowly grinding against him. He grabbed your thighs, the rough sweaty texture of him making you clench around him even more as you slowly roll your hips against his. "You're gorgeous Kook, let me look at you" you softly tell him as you move his sweaty hair from his face making him blush. He makes his way to your breasts and squeezes them gently making soft whimpers from where he wants to fuck into you. You lower your body and he takes a nipple into his mouth slowly circling and biting the perky nub, "yeah, just like that" you whisper as your fucking goes from intense and rough to sensual and intimate as you get closer to your release. He brings your hips lower into him, feeling his cock reach areas you hadn't ever felt someone reach and making you wimper and fuck back into him harder. "Yeah just like that baby, make yourself feel good for me. -mmmm- I want to feel you cum on my cock" he groans in small broken sentences, getting sloppier by the second. It only turns you on even more to hear him talk like that so you're grinding onto him harder. You grab the nape of his neck and pull him up with you as you move your legs around his waist. It gives him access to start fucking harder into you, holding your hips down as you ride him, unable to control your moans. He kisses you, hungrily, as if he's asking for something, and soon you grab onto him, seeing white, and feeling the pressure snap and release into pure bliss. "Fuck ____ you look so beautiful cumming for me, don't stop." You hear him through your orgasm as you go in for a kiss. He takes it and moans as he releases into you, spilling his seed inside and coating your walls. He rides out his orgasm, leaving you sensitive and holding tightly to his back to steady yourself. "Wait, too much." You say, panting into his neck.

As you slowly stop he turns and looks at you, his face happy and smiling, unable to contain himself as he kisses you again. "That was way better than working tonight, " he jokes and soon you're both laughing into each other. You nudge him playfully and rest your head on his shoulder,leaning back to lay down over the terrace. He takes his shirt and drapes it over you, and you can't tell when, but you fall asleep.

When you wake up in the morning, groggy from your late night escapade you see Jungkook shuffling away and cleaning the area. "Here, we're late. My uncle and our associates are coming to look at our progress. I'm gonna need you to go out the back," he says as he hands you your clothes, pulling you up to get ready. You quickly put on everything and follow him out the back way. He looks at you, kind of like he wants to say something, but instead kisses your forehead. "What was that?" You chuckle, cheeks reddening from the sudden intimacy. "For making my job ten times better last night." He says laughing and pulling you into a quick hug. "Oh that? No problem, anytime" you say and you eyes widen at the comment clearly stupid enough to come out of your mouth. "Yeah, I'd like that. Here, take my number call me when you get a chance to go out. And I don't mean just to do last night, although, I'd like that too" he laughs as he's trying not to blush. "Thanks, I'll see you around." You tell him as you walk out and towards the gate of the park.

By the time you get back to the hotel, all you want to do is sleep on your warm bed and bask in the way it felt to be touched by Jungkook. You let out a huge sigh and plop down only to feel someone tugging at your legs. "_____ !! What are you doing?? Where have you been? Wake up, we have somewhere to go. I promise you'll like it. " Lia says as she's tugging at you. "I told you I was going out. Where are we going? You didn't mention anything before" you groaned as you kicked her legs away wanting to engulf yourself in the pillows. "Come on, it'll be fun I promise." Becca said as she turned the shower on and Lia dragged you into it. "Wear something cute we're going out to celebrate Yoongi and Hobi making cash! They got the contract and are taking us out!" "Ugh fine, only if you'll let me come back early. I'm tired." You sighed making your way to the restroom and getting ready against your better judgement.

Once you got out of the taxi you walked into the diner looking through your purse and bumping into something hard. "Sorry, I didn't mean to," you reply as Lia's pulling you back . "It's ok " you hear a voice say and suddenly your eyes open wide and you look up. "____ this is Jungkook, sorry about that bro, sometimes she gets lost her headspace" Yoongi mentioned as you looked bewildered at the scene before your eyes. "It's fine, hey ____ nice to meet you, I'm Jungkook" he smiles wide as you take his hand and blush unintentionally at the contact. Lia and Becca share glances and giggle telling the boys to go sit down so you could have a moment.

"What's going on" you say as you feel him tangle his fingers through yours. He gets close enough to not cause any suspicion but enough to put his hand around your waist and caress your side. " I didn't think it'd be appropriate to tell them I knew you as the girl who fucked me last night. Let's keep that between us, but…" he paused and got closer to your ear whispering, "this definitely makes things easier don't you think?"

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