#did he kiss his forehead one last time? did he look at his face and try and memorize every feature only to find it left wrong by death?

[00-jammy-00]

Hi! 🌙 anon here!! Don't worry it's totally okay I make mistakes like that all the time too :D

I don't remember what I said exactly but I remember I said something like a Yandere kidnaps a transmasc Y/n and teases his clit and gets him cock drunk. With like an aphrodisiac and constantly being needy for the Yandere type thing? Perhaps overstim and multiple orgasms? I'm sorry I forget (●//▽//●)

Also side note, I typed out this ask and accidentally deleted it instead of sending it too--so clearly this is an easy mistake to make!

Alrighty, love your blog and the masterpieces you write! And I know I didn't say this last time but your pfp is so cute I love it

Yan!Kidnapper [Cock-drunk Reader Scenario]

Yan!Kidnapper x GN! Reader

Content warning - Yandere themes, THIS IS SMUT, He’s your kidnapper so mentioned kidnapping, mean yan, spanking (once), slight choking (once), he loves your nipples, psycho yan, he’s just a jerk

A/N - thank you so much for resubmitting your ask 🌙 anon <3 As you said in your second ask, I don’t write for anything other than GN reader so I’ve just adjusted your ask to that xo. This Yan is actually a little sneak peak of a new oc I’ll be adding soon. This is also my first time writing full smut so sorry if it’s not the best 🙏

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“For fucks sake [Reader], you got to keep still baby.” Jasper grunted, rubbing his tip against your hole before pulling it away once more. His grin only grew when he heard a whine slip from your lips. “Such a little slut for me, yeah? Your hole is trying to suck me in.” He chuckled, leaning his head lower to tug on one of your nipples with his teeth.

Your lovely kidnapper of a few months had decided it was a good idea to buy that viral sex chocolate or whatever the fuck he had seen on TikTok. It obviously did the trick because you were currently panting and whining just from the feel of his cock near you. “Christ babe, if you keep moving I’m going to tie you up.” He hissed, bringing a hand down on your ass in hopes it’ll stop you from fucking moving.

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to hold himself back from just pounding you. Last time he did that, you bitched about it for so long. He blew some cold air on your nipple and laughed mockingly when you squirmed. “Do you want my cock? You want me to fuck you? Thought you said I was insane and shit?” He grinned, giving a rough tug to your already puffy nipples. “If you say please, I’ll give you what you want.”

He rubbed his cock head up and down your entrance at a teasingly slow pace. Up, down, up, down, up, down. You couldn’t take it anymore! When he finally heard that magic word tumble out of your mouth he eagerly slammed into you in one go, relishing in the sound you made. He grabbed onto your hips with a bruising grip and started to thrust, making sure to hit that special spot that made you scream.

“Fuck! You’re so tight! Such a pretty whore for me.” Jasper groaned, lifting your legs over his head. He pressed a kiss to your ankle before nipping at it with a smirk. “Might cum just from looking at your face. You’re making such cute faces at me babe.” He slid his hand up and gripped your throat, giving it a small squeeze before giving your nipple a sloppy kiss. “Keep squeezing me [Reader]. Fuck yeah, that’s it!” He grunted though his voice became slightly whiny as he picked up his pace.

“Gonna cum in your pretty hole, yeah? You like that?” He wiped some saliva from your chin before sticking two of his fingers in your mouth. He began to push them in and out at the same pace of his thrusts, eyes lighting up when your eyes rolled back into your head. “Look at you, going all dumb on my cock.” He cooed mockingly, moving his hands back down to your hips. “I’m about to cum so hold still, okay?” He murmured, pressing a loving kiss to your temple before thrusting quicker.

With a final moan, he came inside you. He was panting, eyes gone hazy before he snapped out of it and kissed your forehead. “You were so good for me, gonna clean you up now, don’t worry.” He hummed, pulling out and moving to the bathroom. While he ran a bath, he couldn’t stop the giddy smile from spreading across his face. Jasper finally fucking had you, you were his, fully. He wasn’t going to let you go, never, especially after you enjoyed having sex with him so much!

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[wineauntie]

would you ever consider writing for Luke x hischier!sister again? I loved ur fic on it and honestly Nico gives huge protective big bro vibes to me 😭

CAP’S SISTER — luke hughes x hischier sister!reader

Summary: two times Nico was a certified Luke hater and the time he got a grip.

note: I always love writing sister fics so enjoy!

1. the date aftermath

Luke’s arm was around your shoulder, your hand reaching up to interlock your fingers with his as the two of you rode up in the elevator. You leaned into his warmth, basking in the post-date bliss.

Luke had taken you out for lunch and a walk around the city, the two of you immersed in one another. The winter chill did little to deter you two as he ensured you were wrapped up well in one of his hoodies and beanies and your own jacket and scarf. He had the entire day off from hockey, allowing the both of you to relish the free time.

The elevator dinged as it reached your floor and the two of you stepped out, still wrapped up in each other. The only noise in the hallway was the soft shuffle of your steps and the faint hum mindlessly escaping Luke’s lips. His hand slipped from your fingers to your waist, pulling you closer as you approached the apartment you shared with your brother.

He turned you so that your chest brushed his, his eyes twinkling with that familiar affectionate gleam. Your head tilted up to look at him with a soft smile pulling at your lips, as he lifted his hand to cup your cheek.

“You going to kiss me, Hughes?” You whispered, your eyebrow raising as he emitted a low chuckle.

"Come here," Luke murmured, pulling you closer into his comfort. His lips gently pressed against your forehead, then your nose, before finally meeting your lips in a familiar kiss. It was slow and sweet, the kind of kiss that stroked the embers of your desires.

"Today was fun," you mumbled, you pulled back slightly, resting your forehead against his as he bent down to reach your height.

He smiled, his fingers tracing patterns on your back. "I’m glad you enjoyed it," he replied softly. "Are you sure you can’t come over to mine tonight?" You shook your head carefully as Luke’s lips downturned.

“I promised Nico a family only night,” you explained, as Luke tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Between hockey and everything else, it’s been a while.”

"I love you," you said, the words coming out effortlessly, as you leaned into him, savoring the moment. The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your little bubble of happiness.

"I love you too," Luke’s voice was filled with sincerity, his warm eyes softening.

The door to the apartment swung open revealing a disgruntled Nico.

“And I love it when you don’t linger outside,” He huffed, “I can already hear the complaints from the neighbours about inappropriate touching in the hallway.”

“Nico!” You laughed out, your hand covering your mouth as you glanced between your boyfriend and brother.

It’s not like your brother disliked Luke, that wasn’t the issue. Nico simply enjoyed his role as the protective older brother, and his gruff exterior was just part of his charm. Luke chuckled, his arm still securely around you as he looked over at Nico.

"Sorry, man," Luke apologised with a grin. "Just saying goodbye."

"Yeah, yeah,” Nico rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He turned his gaze to you. “Just get her inside before you guys freeze out there."

“I’ll be in, in a second,” you hummed, watching as Nico slowly nodded and closed the door. You waited for the click of the door before chuckling and facing your boyfriend once again.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Luke ducked his head to look you in the eyes, his hand faltering on your waist for a moment longer. "Text me when you can."

"I will," You nodded, giving him one last kiss before he reluctantly let you go. “Night, Luke."

"Night sweet girl," he replied, his eyes lingering on you before he turned and walked back down the hallway.

2. the team night out

As a team, the Devils didn’t often get to go out where everyone could attend, this night, however, was the exception. Every player and significant other was in attendance in a small bar they’d cordoned off just for the team night out.

You sat at a table beside your brother, laughing away at something his teammates were saying. Music filtered through the air and happiness wove in and out of every conversation floating around.

Luke and Jack were running late, per usual. It was nearing an hour into the night and they’d only just pulled up outside the bar. Luke was antsy as he ran a hand through his hair and smoothed down his shirt for the umpteenth time. Jack slapped him on the back with a grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Relax, man,” He shook his head knowingly. “She’s not going anywhere.” Luke shot his brother a glare as they exited the car.

“I know, I know. It’s just…” he huffed as he shoved his hands in his pockets nervously. “I haven’t seen her in almost a week because of away games.”

Jack rolled his eyes in his typical good-nature as they walked through the entrance and into the bar. The room was buzzing with the team's energy, laughter echoing off the walls, and glasses clinking in toasts. Luke’s spared not a single second as he instantly began to look around the room in search for you.

His eyes continued to scan the crowd until they eventually landed on you at your table. You were seated beside Nico, your face alight with a pure joy, whilst you engaged in animated conversation with your brother and a few of his teammates.

Luke's heart skipped a beat. No matter how many times he saw you, the sight of your smile, the smile he adored, always had a way of grounding him, filling him with the feeling that he was the luckiest guy in the world.

“I’m going to go say hi to the team and get some drinks,” Jack called over his shoulder as he passed by, heading towards the table you’d abandoned with a knowing smirk.

You were mid-laugh when you inevitably spotted your boyfriend in the crowd. Your smile had immediately widened, and you found yourself quickly excusing yourself from the conversation, rising from your seat to meet him. Luke's eyes followed you as you approached, his pace quickening to meet you halfway.

“Hey,” you spoke softly as you reached him, the noise of the bar fading into background noise, your sole focus being your boy.

“Hey,” he echoed, his arms pulling you into a tight hug. You wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes to reach as you cling onto him. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his warmth and familiarity.

“How’s the night been?” Luke asked, his voice low and only for you to hear as he pulled back just enough to look at you, his hands resting lightly on your hips.

“Good,” you replied, your eyes shining as you combed through the curls at the back of his neck. “Better now that you’re here, I was starting to think you weren’t coming.”

“I would never leave you alone with these idiots,” Luke smiled through a laugh as he leaned down to give you a quick, sweet kiss which you gladly reciprocated.

As this entire exchange occurred, Jack had plopped down in the seat you’d once sat in beside Nico who was watching his youngest sister with hawk eyes, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Dude, you have to lighten up,” Jack drawled, tilting his head towards the captain. His eyes flickered towards you and Luke who were immersed in their own little bubble. The world seemed to not exist when you two were in each other’s orbit.

“She’s his baby sister and Luke is Luke,” Lazar cut in, placing his round of drinks in front of the table. His teasing voice caused a few of the people at the table to stifle their laughter. “Lightening up isn’t possible.”

“They’ve been dating for almost eight months,” Jack argued, “they’re good together, I mean look at them.”

All eyes fell on you and Luke as he pulled away from kissing you, a beaming grin plastered across of your face as he softly smiled and listened to you speaking.

“You have to admit that they’re happy, Cap,” Marino reckoned, his head turning to face a grumbling Nico.

Nico sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I know, I know," he admitted, his voice carrying a hint of resignation. "It's just... she's my little sister, you know? I can't help but worry."

"We all get it, man.” Jack clapped a hand on Nico's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “But Luke’s a good guy. He cares about her a lot. She’s in good hands."

Nico nodded, though the protective brother in him wasn’t entirely convinced.

Luke and you oblivious to the tables conversation, made your way back to it, your hands still intertwined. The moment you sat down, he kept his arm around your shoulder, his thumb gently caressing your skin in absentminded circles as you instinctively leaned into him.

“Hey, everyone,” you greeted, your smile lingering son your face. “Sorry for disappearing.”

“No worries,” Mercer answered with a grin. “We know you had important business to attend to.” Laughter rippled through the group, easing any tension remaining.

3. acceptance

“I’m going on a run,” Nico announced, adjusting his headphone as he walked out into the living room of the apartment. You looked over your shoulder at your brother, who had yet to look up from his phone.

“Have fun,” you chirped, a stifled chuckle caused Nico’s head to dart you. You were curled up on the couch, engulfed in an oversized hoodie with Luke’s arm draped over your shoulders as the two of you watched a movie.

“I didn’t realise Luke was here,” Nico awkwardly scratched his head as he glanced between you and your boyfriend.

“He only came over five minutes ago,” you explained, entangling your hand with Luke’s.

“Oh, okay,” Nico inwardly cringed at the awkwardness and popped in his other headphone. “Well, I’ll be back in a hour or so.”

With a quick nod, Nico jogged out the door, leaving you and Luke to the quiet of the living room. The movie droned on, a soothing background hum as you leaned into Luke's shoulder, his warmth cocooning you. You felt your eyes grow heavy, the dreariness of the day pressing down, lulling you into a peaceful haze.

Luke shifted slightly, pulling you closer, and you glanced up to see a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Comfortable?" he murmured, his voice gentle rumbling against your temple.

"Very," you whispered back as your fingers traced idle patterns on his arm. "I could fall asleep."

"Then do," he encouraged, pressing a light kiss to your forehead. "I'll keep watch."

“How chivalrous,” You let out a soft laugh, the sound mingling with the faint dialogue from the screen. "But, we both know you’ll nap too.”

"Maybe so, but I’m just doing my duty, sweet girl," he joked, his eyes twinkling with amusement. It only took a few moments for the rhythmic rise and fall of Luke's chest beneath your cheek to be the last thing you registered before sleep fell upon you, drifting off in peace.

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Nico returned from his run an hour after he initially left, a light sheen of sweat on his brow and a flushed red face. He quietly entered the apartment, turning off his music and heading towards the kitchen to grab some water.

As he walked deeper into the apartment, he noticed the darkness shrouding it, all apart from the soft glow of the TV. He paused in the doorway, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. A small smile tugged at his lips as he noticed you lying atop of a sleeping Luke, the two of you holding hands as you remained fast asleep on the couch. Luke’s other arm held you close, grasping you as if you were his most treasured belonging.

Quietly, Nico sighed and grabbed a blanket from the closet and gently draped it over you and Luke.

He turned off the TV, plunging the room into further darkness, and made his way to his room. As he closed the door behind him, he couldn't help but feel something settle in his chest.

It was nice to see you happy and if Luke was the source, then who was he to deny you it.

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[steddiecameraroll]

“Happy two year anniversary on your crush, dingus.” Robin tosses a peanut at Steve’s head.

“Shut uuuup,” he groans into his arms after an embarrassing interaction with the one and only Eddie Munson only 7 min earlier.

“What did you get yourself? What’s the two year anniversary anyway? Paper? Wood?”

“Why do you torture me?” He softly hits his forehead against the top of the countertop near the candy rack.

“Because you deserve it.”

“He keeps getting hotter,” Steve whines.

“So you keep saying.” She crosses her arms and leans against the counter at Steve’s side.

“Did you see? Did you see that tattoo on his- under his- oh my god.” Steve waves his hand under his armpit. “That should be illegal. Why does he think wearing a tank top with that much skin showing is-is appropriate? If he shows up at my house in fucking cut off jean shorts again, I’m going to lose it.”

“Oh yeah?” Like she hasn’t heard this before. “You mean like how you said you were going to throw ice at him, if he showed up in those wranglers to help with your car? Or when you said you were going to bite him, if he wore that stretched out loose-necked band shirt? Maybe this time you should kiss him. Spice it up a little.”

“Shut up, those jeans are diabolical. No one ever said that cowboys had great asses.”

“Um, actually I think they did? Why are chaps assless?”

Steve stands up and thinks about that for a minute. “Oh, shit.”

“You gonna finally say something to him?” She’s thisclose to shoving their faces together.

“I don’t know. I don’t want to ruin anything.” Steve says with a sigh.

Meanwhile…

“Idiot, idiot, idiot.” Eddie bashes his head into a pillow.

“It couldn’t have been that bad.” Jeff rolls his eyes.

“It was horrendously bad. He stared at me like I don’t know, like I grew a second head or something.”

“When are you going to just talk to him about it? Dude, it’s been two years. Two years of listening to you pine over Harrington. If you don’t tell him, I will figure out a way to tell him myself.”

“Et tu Brute?” Eddie grabs the collar of his shirt in mock horror.

“If you don’t tell him, I can promise you Dustin is mere moments away from piecing it together. The way you look at Steve when he picks the kids up? Dude, it’s over.”

“Oh god, don’t remind me. I know I’m on borrowed time!” He digs his fingers into his hair.

“Aren’t you going over there this weekend?” Jeff crushes his empty soda can and tosses it easily into his nearby trash can.

“Yessss, ugh the first pool party of the summer. I gotta find those stupid shorts.”

“You own shorts?”

“They were an old pair of Wayne’s jeans I cut into shorts. They’re a little loose around the waist so they don’t dig into me.” Eddie falls back onto Jeff’s mattress with a sigh. “Last year I could’ve sworn I saw Steve checking me out in them.”

“Dude? Fucking tell him.” Jeff groans.

Steve rushes to the front door after hearing Eddie’s signature knock. When he pulls it open he’s unprepared for what’s standing on the other side.

“Hey, man.” Eddie smiles wide while holding up a six pack.

“Sh-shorts…,” Steve murmurs.

“Huh? Oh, I know my legs are whiter than white.”

“Come in,” Steve tries to even his voice.

“I’ll put these in the fridge.”

Steve walks behind Eddie as the man heads into the kitchen. Steve’s trying not to ogle. Honestly. He’s trying to keep his eyes off Eddie’s ass, objectifying him like he’s a piece of meat, but it’s hard when he keeps shimmying his hips to the music playing in the living room.

After Eddie slides the beer into the fridge he grabs one of the cold ones Steve loaded up earlier and kicks the door shut with his hip.

“Everyone else outside?”

“Yeah, I knew you were on your way so I was finishing up in here and listening for the van.” Steve grabs a bag of chips, rips it open, and pours into a big plastic bowl.

“Hey, did you know we’ve been friends for two years now?” Eddie bumps Steve’s hip with his own.

“Oh yeah?” Steve definitely knew that.

“Happy anniversary,” Eddie grins.

“Heh, that’s what Robin said.”

“She- Robin said happy anniversary?”

Shit

Steve opens his mouth trying to come up with something but shuts it again when it all sounds stupid in his head.

“Yeah, uh, she said something like we’ve been friends for two years.”

Eddie shifts and leans on the counter to face Steve. “You and her? You’ve been friends longer than that.”

“No, no, you and me. You and me have been friends for two years.”

Eddie furrows his brows while chewing on his bottom lip. Steve keeps his eyes pointed forward as he continues to situate snacks. They stand in silence for a beat and Steve feels like he should say something.

Eddie beats him to it. “Tell me something. Do I look ridiculous in these shorts?”

Steve feels his stomach drop because there’s no way he’s getting out of this unscathed.

“They were my uncle’s and I cut them up. Do you think I should cut them shorter, maybe?” Eddie turns around and looks over his shoulder at Steve.

Steve’s eyes flick to Eddie’s denim hugged butt before clearing his throat and looking away again. “I don’t know. They look fine like that.”

“Sure, but,” Eddie turns around and takes a hold of the hem of Steve’s shorts between his thumb and index finger. “Your’s are so much shorter than mine.”

Steve can feel Eddie’s knuckle brushing against his thigh.

“I may not have thighs like yours, Stevie.” Eddie leans into Steve’s space while continuing to hold the hem. “But do you think I could pull them off?”

Steve’s brain is malfunctioning because does he mean pull Steve’s shorts off? “My shorts?”

“Hmm,” Eddie grins and then looks over Steve’s shoulder like he’s making sure no one is watching. “I’m gonna do something that I’m praying you’re into. If not, please don’t punch my face.”

“What-?” Steve’s question gets cut off when Eddie places a quick kiss to Steve’s mouth.

It’s so quick Steve’s brain didn’t even realize it was happening until Eddie was already standing back in place. He stands in shock, lifts his fingertips to touch his lips, and gawks at the doe-eyed man before him.

“Was that ok?” Eddie’s leaning away.

Steve’s nodding before he speaks. “Yeah, mhmm.”

“Can I do it longer this time?”

Steve can’t speak but he nods without hesitation. Eddie makes a quiet noise before moving in and kissing Steve.

And it feels….

“I knew it!”

Steve pulls back and the two men turn to see Robin standing smugly.

“I knew it! Two fucking years.” She shakes her head before waving her hand at them and moving to the fridge. “Oh don’t stop on my account.”

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[agentmarcuspike]

dave york x babysitter!f!reader

summary: the kids you babysit have a hot dad. you want him. but he's married... cws: unfaithfulness (dave is married to carol), power imbalance (employer and employee), fainting, thigh grinding, fingering, reader wears a skirt, dad!dave and his kids, nicknames (baby, honey), reader sits in dave's lap, mention of blood, frottage kinda, one (1) shoulder bite word count: 2.7k divider by @thecutestgrotto thank you and shoutout to my cheerleaders on this, liv @5oh5 and han @swiftispunk <3 and my love @joelsversion for helping with the header <3

"Without touching his skin, How can I be guilty as sin?"

You hate being alone with Dave York.

There’s nothing wrong with him. He’s a perfectly pleasant, well-mannered man. His daughters, Molly and Alice, are angels when you look after them (mostly), and nothing Dave has ever said or done has made you uncomfortable. Your interactions are innocent and professional. And that’s exactly the problem. 

There’s nothing wrong with him.

Because when you’re left alone together, in the evenings when his kids are asleep and he offers to drive you home, or in the mornings on the days he doesn’t work  from home and he pours you a cup of coffee in the kitchen while you make the girls breakfast… you can’t stop your mind from wandering.

You’re not entirely sure what Mr. York does for work, but you know he must look good doing it. Prancing around the house in his fitted dress pants that hug his front and back just right. His loose dress shirt hiding the body you suspect is strong and strapping, based on the sounds coming from the garage when he tells you he’ll be working out. And those are just the parts you don’t get to see.

His hands, however, are always on full display. When they curl around that mug he hands you. His palm brushing the small of your back as he opens the door for you when you leave. Fingers tapping, sometimes only one on the steering wheel, when he drives you home. When he’s typing away at the computer in his home office, or brushing the hair out of his girls’ faces before kissing their heads goodnight on the nights that he makes it home in time. Oh, those fingers… and that ring.

The ring he wears as a promise to Carol, his wife, that he’ll always be faithful to her. You should know how much a promise like that means. Someone once promised you the same. To always be there, to never stray. But stray they did. And the pain of that is something you don’t wish on anyone.

So yes, you hate being alone with Dave York. Because he’s so close. You spend more hours in his house than your own, basically raising his kids. And he’s right there… but he’s not for you.

It has been a very long day, and yet the clock on the kitchen stove shows only 11:27. The girls have run through the garden sprinklers all morning, worn out and down for a nap already, a combination of heat and exhaustion making you wish you could do the same. The heat wave has lasted for days now, only alleviated by a few minutes of clouds during the worst hours. 

Your bare thighs cling to the chair as you get up to clean up your lunch. It’s quick work, so you do the rest of the dishes too, even though it’s not your job. Warm soapy water prunes your fingers quickly, the only parts of your body not already damp with sweat. The house is rarely this quiet during the day, only the distant sounds of traffic from the main road blocks away filling the room, joining the splashing of water and clangs from dishes as you put them back into their cabinets. Some mornings you can hear Dave talking in his office, the sound carrying through the house. You can never make out what it is he’s talking about, only the low rumble of his voice sometimes plaited with other voices through computer speakers. He’s quiet today. 

This heat is unbearable, you think, as you wipe your forehead with wet hands. Leaning on the counter, you take a deep breath. For a second your eyesight falters, and lightheadedness washes over you. Have you even had a glass of water today? You can feel your legs start to wobble, vision turning static, and you’ve just started swaying when–

“Hey, hey!” 

A strong hand grabs your arm as you topple over, and you lean into Dave’s solid chest, letting him support your weight as you focus on your breathing. 

“There you go, honey,” he soothes. “Deep breaths.”

His shirt smells crisp and clean, the scent interrupted by whiffs of soap and cologne from his skin underneath it, as you inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

“You okay?” His big hand draws circles on your back, still holding you up with the other.

“Just hot…” you manage, lifting your head up to see a concerned Dave look down at you with furrowed brows. 

“Come lie down in my office for a bit, the AC is better in there.”

He supports you on your unsteady legs with an arm firmly around your waist, guiding you to his work room at the other end of the house. You’ve never really been in there, only stuck your head through the door to let him know you’re leaving at the end of the day.

The room is huge, especially for a home office. Floor to ceiling windows cover the far wall, his desk in the middle of the room, facing the door. Bookcases line the other walls, filled with mostly folders and what looks like heavy encyclopedias. In front of one of them is, of all things, a chaise lounge. What is he, a shrink? You’ve never seen him have anyone else in there, but for all you know he might as well be. He’s got the calm and steady presence you imagine one would need to be any kind of doctor.

“Here,” he says as he guides you over to the chaise, one big hand engulfing yours, the other supporting your neck as you lower yourself down.

“Let me get you some water.” 

As he leaves the office again, you hurriedly smooth your skirt down, suddenly very aware of how much skin you’re showing. If you lift your knees your entire ass would be on display for him when he returns, but you know keeping your feet up will be good for the dizziness. You settle for an in-between, only one leg raised, and the other straight out, just as Dave returns, bottle in hand. He twists the cap open before he hands it to you.

“Thanks,” you breathe as you accept it, gulping down half the contents in one go. You hand the bottle back to him and he chugs the rest. Your eyes are fixed on his plush lips around the bottle opening that was just between your own. You wonder what they would feel like on your warm skin.

As he drinks, a stray droplet escapes from the side of his mouth, trickling down to his chin. It runs down the length of his throat, Adam’s apple bouncing when he swallows, and then the drop disappears underneath his shirt collar. Your mouth waters, yet you feel even thirstier. You’d like to rip his shirt off and lick the droplet off his chest, as if only that could quench your thirst. And you can’t help but feel… No, you can help it. You should. It’s completely inappropriate. He’s your employer, your boss, and he’s… so Goddamn good looking. Shit.

He crumples the empty plastic before throwing it away in the bin next to his desk. Slumping down in his office chair he turns his attention to the computer screen.

Typing away at his keyboard, you watch him. Doctor York? Professor York? You try to imagine him; teaching a class, doing paperwork at an office, running a store, being someone’s strict and authoritarian boss. The latter thought makes your legs clench together involuntarily. 

“What do you do?”

The question escapes you before you can help it, and you cringe slightly at your own sudden bluntness. 

“Sorry?”

“I just realized I don’t know what you do for work.”

He doesn’t look up from the screen when he speaks, but a subtle smile plays on his lips.

“If I told you I’d have to kill you.” You laugh.

“That would suck. Who would look after your kids?”

“I’d be on the run, so not me.”

“Carol, then. All alone. Poor Carol.”

“Yeah. Poor Carol…” he agrees, voice suddenly grave.

A few minutes pass, comfortable yet somehow charged silence surrounding you. When he speaks again, his tone shifts—still dark, but less grave.

"Ever been to Europe?" he asks, breaking the stillness.

The unexpected question leaves you momentarily flustered.

“Uh, yeah, I, uhm… I went backpacking there a million years ago,” you stutter.

His eyes narrow slightly. "Really?"

“Why is that so hard to believe?" you challenge, squinting back at him.

“Just a little surprising, I suppose.” 

He meets your gaze without flinching, a spark of something unreadable flickering in his dark eyes.

“I’m actually planning a trip to Belgium. Come have a look at this.”

He beckons you closer with two fingers, the gesture innocent and yet, paired with your clouded judgment and current state of mind, borderline obscene.

Carefully, you put your two feet down on the floor, taking a moment to test your balance. Once confident you won’t topple over again, you step over to his side of the workspace. You lean over his desk, one hand on the table and one on the armrest of the office chair he’s seated in, squinting at the screen. It’s probably very interesting, pictures and lists of things to do and see abroad, but the only thing you can focus on is the sliver of ass you know is revealed when you bend over in this particular skirt. You’d usually wear something more work appropriate, even just a pair of hot pants underneath. But this weather… This heat…

Dave’s gaze is just as scorching as he awaits your reaction, and you can tell he’s working hard not to let his eyes wander. Just like you do, when from the corner of your eye you spot his hand moving absentmindedly up and down his thigh, resting a little too long at the top, thumb grazing his groin.

“Want me to bring you something back?” he asks, voice low, close to a whisper, as if worried someone could hear him. 

You shift your weight from one leg to the other, giving your feet a little more space between them, making room between your thighs. Suddenly, his fingers graze the insides of your thighs and his hand trails upwards, coming to rest over the wet patch of your underwear, damp from your excitement or from the temperature you’re not sure. An audible sigh escapes you at the contact. He responds with a groan of his own as he starts drawing circles over your clothed clit.

“I’ve heard they have great chocolate,” you stutter in response to his question.

“Yeah? You got a sweet tooth?”

You wish desperately he would touch your skin, and try to angle your hips so he can slip a finger under your panties, but he just follows your movements, touching you through the fabric. You only hum in response.

“God, this isn’t right…” you hear him whisper to himself. You don’t disagree, yet neither of you make a move to stop.

His hands move to rest on your hips, and he slowly turns you to face him. Soft fingers grip you tightly. The insides of his legs brush the bare skin of your own, making you shiver despite the heat. Your eyes flutter shut.

“Look at me,” he says, pleading. So you do. The darkness of his eyes pull you in, and you’re almost taken over by the urge to lean down and kiss him. As you start to bend down, one hand resting on his shoulder, his hands on your hips keep you in place. At a distance.

“Tell me we shouldn’t do this.” His eyes rake over your body, taking you in, short fingernails digging into your skin. “Tell me this is wrong.”

It wouldn’t be a lie. It really is, and you really shouldn’t. So you’re not sure why throw one leg over his and straddle his thigh. A buzz shoots through you as your swollen core meets the tight muscle of his leg. You’re so close to him like this. So close you can feel the warm puffs of his quickened breath fan your skin, with a faint scent of coffee, toothpaste, and something else, indistinct but distinctly Dave.

Details of his complexion you’ve never noticed before become clear. The worry lines between his brows. The sharp curve of his cupid’s bow. The few hairs he’d missed while shaving, probably in a hurry, that morning.

Almost unwillingly your hips start drawing small circles, chasing release. Dave’s hands haven’t moved an inch, still gripping your hips, following your movements. His eyes are fixed at where your legs clasp around his own, soft movements growing erratic as your pleasure pulls you further.

Under his clothes he’s fully hard now, the fabric of his dress pants stretching around his erection. You imagine the weight of him in your hand, how your fingers would barely meet around his shaft when you jerk him off. You shift forward, thrusting, wanting desperately to feel him, but he holds you in place, pulling his own hips away from you.

“Nuh-uh.” One of his hands releases its grip on you and rises to gently cup your face. The tips of his fingers barely brush your skin. “Not like that.”

“What?” you breathe.

“Just…” Dave’s face contorts slightly as he sighs. “Just take what you need. What you want.”

You continue to grind on his thick thigh, drenching his trousers with each movement. Back and forth, clenching around nothing. As your breath quickens, you hunch over more and more, forehead eventually landing on Dave’s shoulder. Your teeth come down on the soft flesh of your cheek, and you chew, molars slicing through the skin until you taste blood. 

“Come on,” he purrs, his voice hoarse and vibrating in your ear. “Come on, baby, give it to me.”

“I’m gonna–

Your mouth falls open in silent moan, and you bite down on his shoulder to keep from making a sound, soaking his already damp cotton shirt in saliva and drops of blood from the inside of your mouth. His grip on your hips is relentless, and he groans through his gritted teeth as you fall over the edge.

“Fucking… come… on.”

And you do.

Your thighs clench around Dave’s, and you can feel him tense up as well, sending new waves of pleasure through your core. The buzzing vibration runs from your middle, through your spine, and sets off another spark at the very top of your skull. Your hairs stand up, goosebumps. The blood pumping in your ears deafens you momentarily. 

With your nose buried in his neck, nuzzled behind his ear, you take a few breaths to restrain yourself. His hands are looser on you now, thumbs drawing small circles on your hip bones. His chest rises and falls underneath you, slowing in time with yours.

And just as you’re about to lift your head from his shoulder, not quite ready to face the reality of what has just happened, what you’ve done, someone else breaks the silence.

“Daddy!”

Molly’s sleepy voice is unmistakable from down the hall. Dave’s hands are off you in a second, and you barely have time to react before he’s on his feet.

“Dave, I’ll take her–”

But he’s already out the door.

Once you’ve flattened your skirt and straightened up in the hallway bathroom, you find them in the kitchen. Molly is blabbering, Alice yawning, while Dave is listening and laughing, arranging their lunch in funny shapes on their plates. Cucumbers for eyes, a slice of bell pepper for a pair of red lips, a piece of mushroom becomes the nose. The children giggle at their Dad’s shenanigans. 

You stand in the doorway, observing. Domestic bliss. They’re not your kids and he’s not your husband, and this moment is not for you. As the kids’ laughter and the clang of kitchenware reverberates through the open kitchen, you catch yourself wondering how Dave will explain the stains you made on his clothes to Carol.

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[imaluckygirl]

⭑ cool with you

( enhypen scenario )

synopsis: your boyfriend favorite moments with you when he’s at home.

( 엔하이픈 ) - maknaeline!fem.reader ( hyung ver. ) ; fluff , crack & domestic ୨ৎ back to the bookshelf . . . note : im trying to be more active but school is not letting me *sighs* but ill keep doing my best! hope you enjoy >< ( didnt checked this one so it might have some grammar errors )

sunwoo : karaoke night & a little bonus at the end

he is the type of boyfriend that would rather enjoy spending time having fun with you than cuddling you. i mean, he is affectionate and all, but he likes to see you laugh and show him that big bright smile; that is uniquely yours. that’s why i think he would like to spend his quality time with you doing a karaoke night. snacks and drinks on the table, with a karaoke microphone placed there, and a korean karaoke machine synchronised on the tv. at the living room sunwoo would be waiting for you sat while choosing a song for both of you to sing while you pay for the pizza both of you chose to order. when he sees you walking in the living room and sitting by his side on the couch after placing the pizza on the table, he would kiss gently kiss your cheek and point at the tv, indicating to you that he chose a song already; and if you were down to sing with him.

when you nodded — as you always did because saying no to your boyfriend felt like committing a crime — sunwoo will smile and shake his hands in a fist excitedly. when he clicked on the remote’s control and the song started, he handed you a microphone while you were drinking an iced tea, saying: “stand u-” and when he was about to complete his sentence the lyrics started to turn onto another colour, indicating that the lyrics were being sang already. however, when you saw the lyrics appearing and then slowly fading, you stood up like you assumed sunwoo would shout in a very enthusiastic tone — because he always did — and began to sing with him.

both of you definitely would be swaying to the rhythm while your arms were up following your body as it sway. sunwoo would be laughing so hard if you get a low score after all your dedication and would giggle while he rans away from you; when you threatened him with a pillow. the night ends with a full stomach and with sunwoo gently massaging your face with a face moisturizer and applying a strawberry lip balm onto your lips — that doesn’t last longer than two minutes because he can’t sleep without placing a good night kiss onto your forehead while you kiss him on his lips.

ps: just wanted to mention that he also loves these karaoke nights because he can feel free to be who he is; the real him, without feeling judged and watched by uninvited eyes. ( you make him feel so safe )

jungwon : when you have a tea to tell him; with a plot twist hehe

obs: i feel like, in general, all members would be interested in this conversation lol; but jungwon would be more often — trust me. even though you can think this is something sunwoo would like to do the most with you, it is, but no specifically under such a domestic moment — because i think he would listen to your yapps while both of you are sat on the underground’s sit for an example. but anyway, i’ll stop talking and let you read...

jungwon would often come back home with you telling him about some tea you were waiting for ages hours to tell him, but the most common times this would happen would be when he is laying on bed with you and you suddenly gasp and unconsciously pull him away from hugging your body. “what?! what happened?!” he immediately looks at you with a question mark above his head while your eyes were widen and your mouth open. you were be texting someone frenetically while he was getting even more confused. “WHAT!” you yell, shocked for some reason. “y/n, what happened?” your boyfriend would be sooooo concern, frowning while sitting on bed with you, trying to find out why were you so shocked.

“mingyu and mina just broke up!” you tell your boyfriend after a dramatic pause, while your hand is hiding your open mouth and your eyes still wide open. “WHAT?!’ now he was just as shocked as you. “that’s why i am freaking out!” you justified after you just watched the cutest reaction coming out from him — his eyes widened just like yours and his mouth dropped out of surprise. in a swiftly movement he was following your eyes through your friend group’s chat; and one of your friends was talking about their theory about why they had broken up. “they are saying mina cheated on him.” you commented and jungwon looked at you, nodding. “wah... i can’t believe this...” your boyfriend brushed his hair back with his hand, taking a deep breath. “just last week i was talking with mingyu and he was saying how happy he was because of the engagement ring he bough for her-” “HE DID WHAT?!” “i didn’t tell you? i mean, i thought you knew...”

another time this gossip session would happen is at the kitchen, while he is washing the dishes. imagine jungwon casually washing the remain dishes from yesterday’s dinner and you come downstairs calling him like: “jungwon, jungwon, wonie!”, he would be drying his hands as fast as he can to know what happened to you, and he is relieved you weren’t hurt. “what happened?” “there’s people saying that you cheated on me!” you would tell him, laughing. “WHAT- WHO?”

kiss this baby if you plan to prank him like this because he just can’t sleep thinking that you just heard that he supposedly did something so nasty and disgusting and made you feel hurt/betrayed. whatever, after a hundred times pranking him in the same way, he would quickly get you, but act up just to have your sweet kisses showering his face.

riki : game nights with you & watching films with you

i can think about so many scenarios of riki enjoying his time at home with you; like SO MANY. but i will tell you two of his favorites.

something about game nights with you makes him feel like he is back in japan and like he is fourteen again. he used to play twister or guess who — for an example — with his sisters or at his family dance studio; with his friends. he remembers having so much fun with them, and it makes his heart flutter when he play those games with you — like he is creating a new memory over so many good ones he made in the past while he was in his hometown. talking about riki’s hometown — plus his family —, when it’s an important holiday, your boyfriend’s family invite both of you over, specially when it’s christmas/new years eve. you watch him playing guess who against his little sister while you chat with konon on the sofa before he calls you to help him with questions. or as i mentioned twisters: it would be so funny when his whole family joins. like, not just konon, his little sister, riki, you, some of his friends, but his parents as well. it would be such a good memory him and his family are going to remember with so much affection and love.

another thing i can’t forget to add is how giggly riki gets when just both of you is playing at home ( or at his dorm ). even if it’s a simple uno round he would get all giggly and competitive after he yells “UNO! UNOOOO”. even if you try you always lose and wonder how he can be this good at this dumb card game — ignore the fact that he was a stack of uno cards hidden under his thighs.

now, hear me out, riki can be every loud and playful, but he is very serious and affectionate when it comes to those film nights or movie nights ( whatever ). your boyfriend really enjoys watching films, even before he met you. however, watching films with you hits different. it’s different because he have someone to cuddle, to kiss if there is any boring scene, whisper something — usually what he think will happen at the end or creating a theory and sharing with you —, be vulnerable, and many other motives. and trust me, 100% of chance that he would ask if you are scared of horror movies. and if you are, perfect, that’s the genre he is choosing. just with the thought of you getting scared and holding onto him makes a grown young man blush. you think he is mean, but he’s hopelessly in love with you.

“i’m not letting you choose a film never again!” you would tell him with a pouty face as you sigh; while walking out of the cinema’s room holding your boyfriend’s hand. riki would most definitely laugh at you and mock at your jumpscares; oorrrr he would laugh, kiss your cheek and then proceed to cup them with his hands — while cocking his head down because of the weight difference — and say: “okay, i’m not letting my baby watch any other scary movie.” you squint your eyes, not trusting on him, but he pouts. “i’m being serious!” “okay...” — he wasn’t being serious.

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[lyrenminth]

have a request for a joe burrow fic can u do one where the reader has surgery and joe takes care of her in the hospital

Partnership

The pain started during the night. At the beginning you thought they were cramps, no big deal until the pain got worse and worse. You tried not to wake up Joe, who was peacefully sleeping next to you. You went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and you saw blood like you were in your period. You changed your underwear for a pad, but you were bleeding a lot, and you couldn't stand up from the pain. You started gasping for air, and cried silently.

Something was wrong.

Joe knocked the door and open it. "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, when he saw you crying, sitting on the toilet his face changed from sleepy to alarmed in matter of seconds. "What's happen? Are you having cramps?" he got closer.

"I'm bleeding a lot, and I'm having a-a lot of pain" you cried "I can't stand up and I'm feeling dizzy"

"I'm calling an ambulance" he went back to the room, looking for his phone. When you started feeling wet your legs you realized it was blood. "Joe!" You called him, weakly.

After a couple of minutes, you were on his arms, he was carrying you outside the bedroom and laid you on the floor. You closed your eyes, sleepy. "Baby, hey, it's not time to sleep, baby" you felt a hand touch your face. His voice sounded distant but you could hear the worry and anxiety. "Hey, honey please, wake up, the ambulance it's closer but I need you to stay up, okay?"

You nodded, opening your eyes only to look at his blue eyes. Joe seemed like an angel coming for you. But he was frowning and talking to the phone.

You wanted to stay awake but he was getting blurred, and the world was so slow. "Baby, don't sleep, don't do this to me" fear, Joe was scared.

***

You woke up with the beeping sound of some device. You looked around, confused. Your eyes stopped on Joe, sleeping on the couch. He looked so peaceful and handsome as always. When you tried to incorporate, a pain in your lower abdomen made you flinch. You hissed and laid back again.

Joe woke up, and stood up, rubbing his eyes. "Are you up" he stated. "What happened?" you asked. "You were losing a lot of blood" he took your hand and squeeze slightly "Damn, I thought...I thought you wouldn't-" he shook his head, keeping the thought away "You scared me,bad" he kissed your forehead and looked for any sign of discomfort.

"Sorry, I don't know what happened" you apologize. "The doc said something about your left ovary" he explained a little embarrassed he couldn't provide more info. "Let me call a nurse"

Minutes later a doctor and a nurse entered the room.

"Oh, Mrs Burrow. How are you feeling now?" The doctor said, she was friendly.

"Better" you replied.

"Yes, we have to do a emergency surgery for your left ovary. You had an enormous cyst that exploded" she explained "you lost blood but we could bring you back"

Your breathe shakily. The nurse checked your pressure, while the doctor explained the process and your recovery.

"No lifting heavy things, and you need to rest. We're going to have you here for the day but tomorrow you can go to your house" she looked at Joe "I'm sure you are in good hands, he was so worried about you"

You looked at Joe but he was serious. Did you really scared him? There was a turmoil of emotions inside you.

Once you were alone, he was still holding your hand. You touch his hand, playing with his fingers. "Are you ok?" he had bags under his eyes, and looked a little bit messy.

"Yes, I'm tired. I was calling your parents and everyone to let them know the situation" he replied. "So don't worry about that, you need to rest"

Joe was with you until the last minute you left to the hospital. He helped you to get into the car, bought the medicine the doctor gave you and healthy food your dinner. "I need to take a bath, I feel sticky" you confessed, he snorted but help you to undress. He was so gently with you, you almost cry. When he tried to get into the shower, you stopped him. "Baby, I think I'm alright" you said, giving him a kiss.

"Are you sure?" he asked, but he was holding your elbows like you were leaving forever.

"Yes, I-I can do this"

"Just yell my name if you need something"

Once the shower was over, he looked for your clothes and help you to dress again. "Do you want me to braid your hair?" It was one of his hidden talents. When you taught him, he learned fast and actually like to braid your hair. "I find it relaxing" he explained.

You nodded and sat on a chair, and his hands caressing your hair relaxed you so much you were falling asleep.

"Joe" you mumbled, "Mmm?"

"Did I scared you?" silence, he never stopped moving his hand though "Yes"

"I'm sorry"

"Don't apologize. You didn't know"

"Joe, the doctor told me she had to removed my left ovary" you starting saying, finding the courage to continue "it's going to be difficult for me to get pregnant"

"That's ok, you are here right now. That's what matters"

" I know you wanted a family"

"Yes, but I want my wife to be healthy too"

"Thank you" you cried. His reassurance was relieving. When he finished braiding your hair, he brought you a soft dinner, and while you ate he took a shower.

Joe always took care of you when he could. As you did with him. You were a couple.

A team.

Thank you for this request. I have a similar fanfiction written about Joe too, but it's shorter. You can check it on the masterlist!

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[rikanescence]

you meant it when you rejected leon last summer. he was a sweetheart, but he wasn't your type. too... awkward and clingy. without changing the nature of your relationship, leon was still keen on acting like your boyfriend. begging you to stay friends with him despite the one-sided pining. his eyes looked so sad. you remember how his voice cracked, the shaky words leaving between his soft, pink lips. he didn't wanna let you go, you were too important. he promised you that he wouldn't try anything. the sight, the ego boost you got from it, or both, were sufficient in making you oblige. you kissed his cheek and he told you he'd ‘go try find someone else.’

someone else, he'd found. he pleaded for you to help him. he had never kissed anyone before and he wasn't going to risk screwing up his date by 'biting the skin off their lips', according to his text messages. they had to be pretty special. that or leon was just being obsessive as usual. begging again. his panic only grew once you told him to use a pillow. you received and listened to a voice message of leon berating your nonchalance. he whined that it needed to be you he kissed. you sent an ambiguous reply somewhere between yes, no, and maybe so. 

rolling off your bed, you were some sort of giddy thinking of your new arrangement with leon. yeah, you weren't into him like that, but being a guy's first kiss? how precious. 

—♡—

pushing down his door handle, you smiled at how leon always left his front door unlocked until it was dark out. you could never even think of doing that. you were opposites to a comedic extent. you waltzing into leon's place in a skimpy tank top and shorts, what you always wore during your sleepovers back in high-school. leon nearly collapsing from nerves, but being pissed enough to march towards you and grab you by the shoulders. your grin was smug whilst his blue eyes bore holes into yours.

“you? what are you doing here? didn't you tell me to use a pillow? and stop smiling, this is serious, damn it!"

he shook you, and your foreheads collided in time with your noses. you glanced down and saw your mouth was close to leon's, almost touching.

"trying to sneak a kiss in so early? hm, that's not how you do it," you teased. leon's face flushed, but his irritation came back in a flash.

"oh, shut up," he muttered, releasing your shoulders and turning back towards his room. he stopped, then glared at you.

"are you going to help me or not?"

you followed leon and made your way up the stairs to his bedroom. falling onto his bed, leon’s only reaction was a downcast grumbling of how he ‘just did the sheets.’ so emo.

"come on, leon. don’t you want help," you questioned with a raised brow, that expression of a suppressed laugh you always held when leon was around smeared on your face. you sat up and patted the space next to you, feeling the mattress sink beneath you as you kneeled. once leon had plopped beside you on his bed, you took his face in your hands and pulled a little at his cheeks, giggling at how butthurt he looked.

"awww, don't look so sad," you teased, "there's absolutely nothing wrong with being a grown man who's never had a kiss."

"asshole," he scoffed, pushing your hands off his face and pinning you by the wrists so you couldn't grab it anymore. 

"i mean it. your date is very lucky," you praise, “but i’m luckier.” 

you click your tongue in annoyance when you find leon’s grip is too strong for you to wriggle your hands out of. despite his tendencies to follow your lead, leon was stronger than you. he could easily overpower you. he wouldn't dream of doing that, or maybe he would, but you liked it.

“gonna take me in, officer kennedy?”

 you fell forward as to topple onto him. leon gasped once you made a seat of his midriff,  his surprise causing him to release your hands. just as planned. you reached out to cup his face, and lifted it to yours. leon didn't know what to say, or do, or think, or feel, or anything. he didn't know anything when you kissed him. his attempt at returning one was pitiful-- he pretty much smooshed his mouth against yours and hoped for the best, you couldn't help but laugh. leon still hadn't gotten over you.

"no, leon..."

“what? what do you want then,” he spat with creases between his harsh brows, his mouth down while he fidgeted in place and looked to the side.

“like you can do it better. that—” he licked his lips before raising his voice. “what you gave me wasn’t even french! i barely felt it. are you the teacher or the student?” leon's criticism was unbelievable and impossible to be offended by. not when he couldn’t even look at you. not when you caught him tugging his shirt lower over his jeans. this idiot. 

you caressed his textured face with your thumb, guiding his eyelids shut before you kissed him again. your hands fell to his chest and pushed him into the mattress, forcing him to relax. a state of meditation is good for guys like him.

“there, there, leon. don’t want you popping an artery,” you mock.

you sank to his level, the silk warmth of your shorts right below leon's hips making his eyes snap open another time. you laughed at him, he frowned again.

“sorry,” you offered without a trace of sincerity. you’d sat on something sensitive, for sure. your back arched like a cat, your plump lips pecked the corner of leon's mouth. your fingernails, teasing his chest through his shirt, had his front teeth lodging into his lip as he tried to stifle a whimper. leon didn't want you to notice the goosebumps that flared up on his skin as you did that. always so bad at playing it cool. you bit leon's swollen bottom lip to pull it away from his own teeth, your hand going to his neck and your thumb pressing into his adam's apple. 

“you can't just… do that,” he choked. 

“do what? you're saying you don't like my kisses?” you put on a hurt expression and leon shook his head in quick distress.

“no, wait, not like that. you know what i mean,” he grouched, only continuing because of the look you were giving him. “i like it. please don't stop.”

better. the gap between his lips was perfect and slick. your frisky tongue rolled, sliding from your open mouth to leon's while it lapped the inside of your sweet, wet kiss that tasted of mouthwash. or maybe a mint? 

pushing him up against the wooden headboard, your hands gripped his hips-- one spreading out to roam his toned abdomen. you wrapped your legs around his center and ran a hand through his tousled hair, eliciting those sweet sounds you love to hear from him when you massaged his head like that. leon's big hand grabbed your breast, squeezing it so tight.

“fuck, leon,” you exhale with your pretty lips touching his.

“is that okay?” you opened your eyes to see him looking up at you for approval, his thumb swiping your nipple through the thin fabric clothing it.

“yeah, you're doing so… good,” you assured.

leon smiled. you captured his lips again, loving the way he relaxed as you did, his right hand losing its grip and the other running up and down your back. you nestled yourself further against his center, your fingertips pushing past the band of his cotton boxers. leon whined your name into the kiss, his hips bucked up into you. needy. the friction-charged feel of denim rubbed you just right. you stayed breathing him in, taking all you could get before leon fucked it up. your tongue clashed with his blunt-forced teeth, and you disconnected that very instant. leon was red-faced, his chest heaving with such intensity you swore you could see his pumping heart beating against it. 

"fuck, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to. you don't have to stop," he pleaded. you glanced at his bedside alarm clock then to him, trying to seem fine despite feeling short of breath yourself. typical. you'd had enough fun.

"aren't you gonna be late for your... date?" 

leon frowned, his eyes down instead of on you. 

"are you seriously..." he was still struggling to breathe. "are you seriously asking me that right now?"

your gaze fell, too. although belated, your eyes landed on the bulge you'd been feeling earlier. leon caught your attention and took the opportunity to plead with you. 

"please..."

leon's arms remained limp at his side, but he clenched a fist. he wanted more.

"what's wrong," you cooed. you placed a hand on the tent in his coarse, blue jeans and palmed it. a moan escaped leon. looking up at him, his eyes seemed glossy. you smiled.

"this doesn't change anything, leon. we can still be friends."

#leon kennedy #leon x reader #re2 remake #re2 leon #not proofread

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @ghostlypie

warnings: swearing, menstruation, hunting a vampire nest, violence

“I said no.” Dean said, voice firm as we stood in the hotel room. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared him down. “That’s final (Y/N).” Sam glanced between us, hands frozen over the keyboard of his laptop.

“dean, it’s not fair and you know it!” I shot back. Deans jaw clenched and I raised an eyebrow.

“I’m gonna…” Sam said before slipping out of his chair and exiting the room. Dean sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“it’s a vamp nest (Y/N). They can smell blood.” He took a step forward and put his hands on my arm. “You’re bleeding ain’t you?” His eyes glanced down and I scoffed. “It’s blood isn’t it? And blood is blood!” I scoffed again and pushed him away.

“I’m coming dean.” I said. “Whether you like it or not. It’s a vamp nest dean. As you keep reminding me. And a big one. We’re gonna need the three of us.” Dean sighed.

“fine.” He said, throwing his hands up. “But I’m keeping an eye on you. One even gets close I’m shooting at will.”

“who’s will? And what did he do to get shot?” I teased as I went about gearing up. Dean started muttering under his breath and I sighed. Closing my eyes, I shook my head. I walked over to where he was standing and wrapped my arms around him. I kissed his shoulder and dean relaxed. “I know you’re worried. But I’ll be fine. Promise. This isn’t the first time I’ve been on a hunt while on my period. It won’t be the last. And you forget that I’ve had a long career before meeting you and Sammy. This isn’t my first time ganking vamps on my period.” Dean turned to me with shock on his face. I nodded and gave him a tight smile.

“(Y/N).” He said, holding tightly to my arms. “You haven’t…” I nodded and leaned my head against his.

“anything to survive. And wipe them out.” I leaned in to kiss his cheek. “Right?” Dean sighed and kissed my forehead.

“alright. You can come. But I have to be happy about it.” He said. I nodded and headed out to baby. The drive over was tense and quiet. Sam kept looking between dean and i, probably wondering what was going on. When we got there, we got out and checked ourselves over.

“everyone ready?” I asked. Sam nodded. Dean gave me a look before nodding.

“yeah. Let’s go.” He said. We pulled our guns and went in. It was quiet, making dean and I nervous. We shared a look and nodded. We fanned out and I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. I kept dean in my sight line as I headed towards the wall. I heard a shot to my left where Sam was and another vamp jumped out in front of me, teeth bared.

“Hi.” I deadpanned, pulling the trigger. The vamp fell back and another emerged.

“you shouldn’t have come here. We can smell you.” The vampire said. I raised an arm, keeping my gun level.

“didn’t realize I smelled that bad.” I said. “Hey dee? Do I smell?” There was a shot to my right and dean appeared next to me.

“no.” He said. “Thought you showered this morning.” I nodded.

“these suckers say they can smell me.” I said. Dean shook his head.

“told you not to come.” He said as the vamps started to swarm up. Dean and I ducked around each other, firing off shots as we went. I ran out of bullets and put my gun in my waistband. “You out?” Dean asked as I ducked under his arm and grabbed the knife from his boot.

“yeah.” I said, slashing a vamp in the neck. “But it’s fine. I got this.” I rolled away as a vamp got a little too close. I pinned the last one to the wall with the knife from my belt and slashed its neck, catching my knife on its way down. A shot rang out and I jumped. Turning around, I saw a vamp fall to the floor in front of me. Gulping, I looked back up at dean. His chest was heaving as he stared at me.

“like I said. I wasn’t going to take my eyes off you.” He whispered as I ran over to hug him. Dean wrapped his arms around me tightly, the fact that the vamp had gotten that close scaring the both of us. “But I will say I’m disappointed now.” I pulled back and frowned.

“what?” I asked. “Why?” Dean leaned in and kissed me hard, moving my hand down to his jeans. I giggled when my fingers made contact with his bulge.

“you were so hot doing that and I can’t even have you.” He whined. I laughed and pulled him in for a kiss again, tucking his knife into his belt.

“don’t worry dee. It’s only going to be a few more days.” I assured him as he picked me up. Carrying me out to the impala, he leaned his head against mine.

“a few more days too long.” Dean groaned. I laughed as dean put me in the passenger seat. “Sammy! Let’s go!” He honked the horn as Sam came out of the nest, tossing a lighter behind him to burn it to the ground.

#Dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean Winchester fanfic #dean winchester fanfiction #dean Winchester imagine #jensen ackles #Jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles fanfic #Jensen ackles fanfiction #jensen ackles imagine #monthly #monthly series

[riksaes]

k.

ni-ki | fluff fluff fluff , cute boyfie stuff

a/n : I’m trying to feed u all before I disappear for exam period + there might be spelling errors 😭

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you were currently laying in bed waiting for him to come to your house after being out with his friends. scrolling endlessly through tiktok, instagram reels even youtube shorts before a slam from your bedroom door was opened.

it was the man you’ve been waiting for, with a plastic bag. looking over to him who was currently smiling at you like he won the lottery. “baby I got you some stuff that I want you to try on” he hid his smirk but was obvious between his words. sitting up looking at him with doe eyes and titling your head in a confused manner.

“what is it” you questioned to him while wondering what he got. “okay so I got you these lipsticks but because I didn’t know what shade would go well.. so! I got you a few” he said rubbing the back of his neck while placing the bag in front of you. peeking into the bag there were probably more than ten single lipstick boxes in there. “ki.. why did you get me these? not that I hate it im just confused” you looked up at him while he was absolutely red in the face.

“well I saw this trend on tiktok.. and I was wondering if you wanted to do it..” he flopped down next you on the bed wanting to scream in one of your plushies. "can i see the trend?" still in shock in the amount of EXPENSIVE lipstick there were in the small plastic bag. ni-ki grabbed his phone from the back of his pants, tapping a few thing until he founded what he needed. biting his lip which became a habit from jake because of how much they hanged out together. turning the phone around and laying it down on the bed so you could watch with him.

a familiar song "k." by ciggerates after sex started playing, until a girl in the video started placing lipstick on and smudging it. ni-ki wasnt watching the video in the moment, he was watching you and your expressions wondering if he did the right thing. the camera paned over her supposedly boyfriend covered in lipstick kisses and smiling at the camera. the video finished and ni-ki stayed nervous until you smiled down at him and ruffling the soft locks of his black hair. "of course i would like to do this with you ki! its so cute!!" mentally squealing while ni-ki felt happy and not so nervous anymore.

you looked through the plastic bag to find possibly one of the darkest but nice looking lipsticks which ended up being a saint laurent one. opening it quickly after seeing the packaging but being delicate with applying the first layer onto your lips. ni-ki watched with basically hearts in his eyes seeing you apply the lipstick in front of him.

"ki i need you to lay down on your back so i can get better access to your face" looking at the boy who was currently laying on his stomach until he flipped so he could lay on his back. grabbing the cheeks of his face before kissing him softly on his forehead and taking a look at it, before going back down to kiss multiple spots on his face except his lips.

ni-ki was enjoying the moment it was like he was on cloud nine because of his girl. he felt content and happy like he won life in this moment. eyes closed while little kisses were spreading like jam on toast. peaking an eye open to see you reapply the lipstick on now your stained lips before continuing back to your art piece.

as time went by ni-ki was now covered in his kisses and was ready to look pretty for the camera. for the last time you grabbed the lipstick and played the audio while applying the lipstick until smudging it for the video. a massive hand came in and wiped the lipstick away while cueing the part of the song making the camera pan around seeing ni-ki. he was covered in kisses from his face to his neck even some stains could been seen from the shirt. but what caught your eye was he wasn’t looking at the camera, he was looking at you lovingly.

after the video was done you both watched through it while trying not to smile at ni-kis part.

- bonus

all of the comments were from his friends saying how he was a love sick puppy to you and kept teasing him but he didn’t care he only worries about you

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guys imma fix this up and tag u all in the morning bc my phone is #playingup

#enhypen x reader #enhypen #x reader #kpop #kpop x reader #niki x reader #enhypen riki #riki nishimura x reader #enhypen niki

[silverameco]

Locked in a Room - @wolfstarmicrofic - 718 words

"Sirius. Why the hell did the door just disappear ?"

"Hum. That's actually a great question Moonshine."

In an attempt to flee from Filch, Sirius had led them to the Room of Requirement. It looked quite cosy, with a large, plushy couch and a warm fireplace. It would have been perfect if not for the empty wall where the door had been mere seconds before.

Remus sat on the couch with an annoyed huff. Great, now he was even more angry with him.

"Come on, Moons, look at the bright side. It's basically your dream place. There are books, even."

Sirius was rewarded with a blank stare for his efforts. He was starting to feel his nerves get to him.

"Will you at least tell me what I did ? You've been like this for weeks ! Whatever it is, I'll fix it, I promise. I can't bear it when you're angry with me, Moony. Please, I'm dying over here."

He had let himself fall at the other end of the couch at some point during his rant. Remus was looking at him with wide eyes, seemingly surprised. Like he wasn't the one avoiding him all the time.

"It's not- you didn't do anything. I'm not angry with you."

Sirius had the sudden urge to stomp and demand answers like a child. He loved Remus' mysteries, but sometimes it was so frustating.

"Then what ? I know there's something. I know you."

He got closer to Remus, who raised his knees against his chest with his arms wrapped around them, like a barrier. His eyes were frantically searching Sirius' face.

"I can't tell you. You're going to hate me." he hid his face against his knees.

Sirius got close enough to put his hands on Remus' cheeks and raise his head again.

"Yeah, right. Like you thought I was going to hate you when I discovered you were a werewolf or when you told me you were gay. Haven't you learn Moony ? There's nothing that could ever make me hate you."

He hoped his sincerity was clear. Remus was looking at him with his lips slightly parted and his eyes swimming in emotion. His cheeks wore a light pink tint and his skin was so, so soft under his fingers. Before Sirius could register it happening, he was so close he could count the other's freckles, their foreheads touching.

It seemed only right than the next thing he did was pressing his lips against Remus'. He didn't think about it long enough to convince himself it was a bad idea. He just did it, like it was the only thing that had to be done. When Remus kissed him back, slow and soft, Sirius was pretty sure it was.

It didn't last nearly long enough. When they parted, Remus quickly moved to sit normally on the couch, bringing Sirius with him so he could straddle his lap. Sirius blinked and looked at him with a lopsided smile.

"What is it then ?"

"I love you." he whispered.

Sirius brought his arms around his neck and pressed his smile against his ear.

"I love you too."

They kissed for a long time after this. What started soft and sweet quickly turned hungry and passionate. Sirius was in heaven. He could feel Remus' warmth everywhere. He wanted to stay there forever. How convenient that they couldn't leave anyway.

"Hum, Sirius ?" Remus left his mouth to kiss his neck. "The door is back."

"Oh. But we don't have to leave right now, do we ?" he asked with a wicked smile.

"I suppose we don't." he answered, bringing his lips back to his neck.

When they finally got out, after what felt simultaneously like two decades and two minutes - even though Sirius knew it was probably two hours - Remus asked him what he thought about when he led them to the Room.

"Just that I needed somewhere to talk to you. Not my fault the Room thinks the only way for you to stop being stubborn is to lock you somewhere." he said with a proud smile.

#they're disgustingly sweet #i'm addicted to fluffy wolfstar #silv writes things #wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #sirius black #remus lupin #marauders #marauders era #dead gay wizards

[freyaphoria]

hello! (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠) i was wondering if you can make a hyung line version of this work of yours!

> https://www.tumblr.com/freyaphoria/751539404924960768/hello-i-was-wondering-can-you-do-a-yandere-maknae?source=share

thank you and have a great day~

Hi! I sent the draft by mistake, I hope you didn't see it, I'm soooooo embarrassed :,) Anyways, anon🔮 also asked this question, but since I deleted the post I sent, the question was also deleted TT I hope you both like it♡

Yandere Ateez: When their s/o starts showing affection

(Hyung Line)

maknae line

tw: knife, being drugged mentioned but not happened, stockholm syndrome, cat!:3, manipulative hwa >:(

Hongjoong

Hongjoong and his seasonal allergies... He would definitely get sick at the slightest change of season. You were both used to this situation.

While Hongjoong was coughing at the top of his lungs, you looked at him from the corner of the living room door. His habit of not being able to take care of himself would prolong his illness for at least 1 month.

You didn't want to worry about him. He was nobody to you other than the one who is obsessed with you. So why were your feet heading towards the kitchen to make some hot tea that would soothe his throat?

Normally he wouldn't let you into the kitchen. If you did, he would never let you get close to knives or sharp objects. It was a very strict rule that he made once you tried to stab him. Because of the punishment you received, you took the teapot without even coming 2 meters away from the drawer where the knives were kept. You put various herbs in the teapot and started brewing them in water, just like your mother used to do for you when you were sick. You looked into the fire burning on the stove and thought about your mother; you wonder what she's doing now? Did she ever think that your ex-boyfriend had captured you and imprisoned you in a house in the middle of nowhere, or does she think you abandoned her and ran away? Or does she think you're dead?

What broke you from your thoughts was the sound of Hongjoong sniffling as he looked at you from the kitchen door. "What are you doing here alone?" Even though he was sick, Hongjoong was still the same Hongjoong: scary. With panic, you walked in front of the stove and tried to hide what you were doing. "How many times have I told you not to turn on the stove when I'm not there? Why don't you listen? What are you doing!?" When he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you aside, he saw the herbal tea boiling on the stove. "What is this? For whom?" "For you..." You answered weakly,afraid of his tone. "Huh? For me? Why? What did you put in it? Princess, remember the last time you tried to poison me, you failed." You suddenly interrupted him. "No! Not like that this time. I swear. You were coughing and I thought tea would soothe your throat." Hongjoong stood frozen, looking from you to the tea on the stove. You hadn't treated him like this since you broke up. He was emotional, but he hid it so as not to show you his weakness. He turned off the stove and kissed your forehead. Even though he was still suspicious of you and wasn't going to drink the tea, he thanked you. "Thank you my princess."

Seonghwa

You didn't think it would be this dark outside when you opened the front door. The cold air hit your face and ruffled the thin satin dress you were wearing. Freedom was beautiful. But what were you going to do? Living alone was already difficult; On top of that, classes and work stress made it unbearable. Here, Seonghwa provided everything for you, he prepared excellent meals, you could read the books you wanted, and he loved you.

You closed the door and went inside. You quietly walked up the stairs and quietly entered the room that you shared together. You jumped when you saw Seonghwa standing and looking at you.

"Go away. Leave me like the others. What are you waiting for? I didn't lock the door." manipulative bastard. His eyes were filled with fake tears. You quickly went to him and hugged him. "I won't let you go. I decided it was better here." You said, showing Seonghwa's heart with your index finger. While Seonghwa was happy that you were finally showing affection to him and manipulating you, and you were sleepy in his warmth as he stroked your hair.

Yunho

"I'm sure it was just a cat. Can you let go of my arm, tiny?" You screamed when you heard different sounds from the other corner of the basement at 3 a.m., and Yunho literally teleported to you 5 seconds later. "No! It is not a cat!" You were trying to speak out of breath. Being imprisoned in the basement for days had damaged your psychology, and Yunho was very sure of it now. "Let go of my arm and let me look." You slowly let go of Yunho's arm and pulled the duvet from your floor bed over your face like a shield. Yunho went fearlessly and started looking among the cardboard boxes in the corner. You were surprised at how he could see so well in the dark.

Yunho let out a laugh and bent down and picked up the poor cat that was cowering in the corner in fear. "Are you really scared of this little thing?" You let out a sigh of relief as the cat let out a weak meowing sound. Yunho walked over to you with the cat and sat on your bed. "You scared the hell out of me kitty! Thank you Yunho, without you I would have gone crazy until the morning." This was the first time Yunho heard you thank him. You laid your head on his arm and petted the cat on his lap. She's finally starting to love me , he thought. Yunho's heart was pounding like it was going to explode.

"Yunho? Are you going to let the cat outside?" The frightened cat in his arms reminded him of you: Small, cute and timid. "She can stay with us if you want. What do you say? What should we name her?" "Maybe... Tiny?" He chuckled and shook his head. "No. Tiny is your name. I wouldn't call anyone else by your name, not even a cat."

Yeosang

You didn't know anything about Yeosang when he kidnapped you. He was your secret admirer. You even learned his name once during a phone conversation when the man on the other end called him by his name and you heard it even though the phone was on low volume. You were so hostile to him that you didn't want to know anything about him anyway.

Everything changed in one morning. You didn't know if he gave you a drug or if you started to get crazy and started to feel attracted to him, but suddenly you started paying more attention to his face. You were sitting on the chair of the table while he prepared breakfast for you. Normally you would look at the ground with your head down. But this morning you were looking at his face. His face was incredibly flawless, you thought. Like a statue, all facial features are proportional to each other and carefully placed. When he approached you and placed the plate in front of you, his hair came in front of his face and his birthmark was revealed.

His birthmark looked as red as a rose as the morning light hit his face. You didn't control your hands; Suddenly, your hand went to his face, the birthmark at the corner of his eye, and you touched it gently. He must have definitely drugged you. There is no other way to explain the fact that you caressed the face of the man you once hated and never looked at. Or was this what stockholm syndrome was called?

"What are you doing my dear?" He was trying to hide his shock. He would never show you his feelings. "Has this always been here?" You mentioned his birthmark. He chuckled at you and held your hand. "Yes, like my love for you, it was with me every moment of my life."

a/n: My finals have started and I may not be able to return to your requests for a while (about 2 weeks). Normally I would write this after 2 weeks, but whatever. Feel free to give me suggestions! I hope you will like it. Love u all!♡

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[sh1nch1r0]

𝕭𝖆𝖇𝖞

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Shinchiro x Reader

Part (2/2)

After u told him u were pregnant Shin immediately goes into Dad Mode,hes also very protective of you and watches every step that u do around the house….both of u can’t wait to meet ur baby

Tw:Child birth,Complications,Angst,Many Pregnancy and Medical Terms,Birth,Shinchiro beeing a Dad😭🥹

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U heard Shins car pulling into the driveway of ur home as u were sitting on the couch reading a Parenting Book that he had bought a couple of weeks ago.It was so sweet watching him go into Dad Mode,he not only buys parenting books,he also read that if u hold up the Belly of a pregnant person that it reliefs their back cause Babys can get heavy.He did that ever time u cooked or bushed ur teeth cause then he could feel ur tense and exhausted body relaxing against his own.

4 Months have passed since u told him and ur belly grew bigger and heavier by the day,u also had less energy and swollen feet that hurt and cramped a lot so on some days u could barely get up from ur shared bed or the Couch.And unfortunately today was one of these Days.

The Door unlocked and u heard Shins voice in the Hall shouting ur Name and that he was home.He expected u to run into his arms but as u didn’t he was concerned,he finished putting of his shoes and getting into his comfy house slippers.He then rushed into the Living Room where u were.

“Hey Honey how was work?” u asked and sat up a bit straighter,only to be met with not only back pain but also a cramp in your leg which made u hiss in pain.

“Is everything alright?” he asks concerned and sits at the end of the couch.

“My feet are killing me and my back to…” u whine and u lay ur head down on the arm rest.Beeing Pregnant was not easy you knew that but being that exhausted and in pain all the time was blowing ur expectations.

“Can i help i any way Love” your Husband asks and leans forward to put a hand on your Belly.

“No but thanks,i did not make dinner today or i couldn’t make any cause i am trapped on this couch” Shin could hear the disappointment in ur Voice,he knew that u thought it was ur duty to clean and cook and do house work cause he was Working his ass of to pay the bills.Never in a million years would he expect anything from you he lived alone before and hey he was still living and thriving he knew how to handle a household on his own.

“Honey i will make us dinner,and please dont feel guilty for not doing anything cause u are already doing so much for me”he says and presses a kiss against ur forehead.

“What am i doing for your right now?” u ask him cause the only thing u did today or since u were on maternity leave was getting dressed,making breakfast when u could and sitting around till ur pain was better and that was never ur were always in pain the last two months.

“U are growing a Human from scratch that is what ur doing Love,u don’t need to do anything around here i will do it okay.U should rest and relax”he says with a serious look on his face.

“But i am your wife i should help my husband out,i mean u pay for everything”you say and look at him with a sad and disappointed expression.

“U are my Wife.Not my mum.My mom cooked for me washed my clothes and stuff okay.And u are my Wife u are the love of my life for gods sake u should not feel forced to do stuff like that i can do it myself,if u want to do these things fine but never do it cause u should as a Wife” this man will be the death of u he was so understanding and sweet all the time that you would marry him again any day.

U gave him a thankful look and he was off to change before he cooked both of u dinner.

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U tought the Days were the worst part and that everything will be better at night u were so wrong.Not only did ur body hurt like shit ur Baby also kicked u every chance he or she got.It hurt but it was also a sign that there was a life growing inside of you but this life could also be a little bit gentle with the person that was living on the outside you tought.

And so u were awake at 3 in the Morning kicking the cover off of u cause u were too hot and the other moment to cold.And to not wake up Shin who had to get up earlier than he usually does cause Mikeys Racing Team needed new bikes and stuff u wandered off into the nursery.

It was painted in neutral colours cause u did not know the gender yet the crib was built and the Chainging table and a Rocking Chair.U smiled at the thought of Ur Husband brining home this Chair u had voiced to him that u wanted a rocking Chair in the Nursery to read Books to ur baby and he got u a beautiful one with a pattern that matches the colours.

In the next weeks both of u would find out the gender of the Baby both of u did bot care about the gender of the baby “at least our Baby is healthy and happy” Shin always said when u asked him if he wanted a Girl or a Boy.But u knew that Shinchiro wanted a Girl just like Draken and Emma.

Emma had told us that she thinks that its a Girl cause “girls steal away their mother beauty” .Which u could not believe cause Emma was Glowing her entire pregnancy and she gave birth to a Girl.But u lost ur glow the past few months which made u a bit self conscious and sad.But ur Sister in Law always reminded u that u were Beautiful and Perfect and that there was a Baby growing under ur heart and that ur Body was working overtime.She also said that the “Pregnancy Glow” faded away after the 4th Month and that some Women just not have it or they experience it at the end of their Journey.

“Just imagine Me urDad and you sitting here playing something with you or reading…” u whisper to ur belly and the baby kicked u as if it could understand you.

“I see you agree my little one..” u say and put a hand on your belly and u felt another kick.The kicks always reminded us of the Moment when ur Husband felt the first kick of ur child.

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The Evening was hot and it started to rain when u and ur lover sat down at the couch he was sitting behind u and held ur belly gently.The feeling of his body against urs was a familiar one and one that made ur soul feel at home.

U both just sat there in peace the only sound was ur synchrone Breathing and the Rain from outside.But then u felt a sudden kick it was a light one but u felt it.

« Did u feel that too » he whispers from behind you.

« Yes our baby kicked me »u whisper back.

« Wow….nature is truly a miracle hmm » he humms and kisses ur hairline.

« Thank you Love » he whispers after a bit of silence.

« For what » u ask.

« For giving me the Chance to be a father and have a family,i am so grateful for you i love u »he says and pulls u closer against his chest.

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This was one of the best moments in ur pregnancy so far,u smile to yourself and rub ur belly gently.

„Is the little one keeping u up?“ a deep and sleepy voice asked u and u turned around.

The darkness of ur home revealed ur lover who looked so done with life and sleepy.

„Yes she keeps kicking me“u say.

„She?…do you know something i dont know“he asks with his arms crossed.

„No but i think its a girl…..something in me says its a girl“u say and get closer to him.

„I mean i have nothing against that if its a boy i wouldn’t be disappointed the only thing that matters is that they are healthy“ he pulls u closer to him and kisses ur lips gently.

„Lets get u back to bed okay?“he says sleepily and u agree.

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Back in bed the kicking started again and u were awake another time.

„Hey my little one in there“ Shin whisper to your belly as he notices ur discomfort.

„Ur mom out here is trying her best to grow you, could you please let her sleep“ he continues,and to ur surprise the kicking stops.U moth to him „it works keep going“ and so he does.

„So when u are older one day,Daddy will take u for a ride on his bike and ohh…one day u will have a bike of ur own i have a good one in mind but u can of course choose one yourself love.“a kiss was pressed against ur belly and with Shinchiros voice and the relief ur body experienced now u fell asleep quickly.

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Those five months passed quickly,and things got better ur backpain was not that strong and ur feet were quiet normal.And to ur and Shins luck both of u found out that u are having a little baby girl.

As both of u found out Shin cried happy tears and u did too.And after that nothing could bring the smile from shins face his wife was having a little girl and he will be a girl dad soon.

Both of u decorated the Nursery in different shades of pink to make it look girly,and everything seemed perfect but that exact evening u noticed that ur Backpain was worsening and that u had several abodem pain……

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It was normal ur midwife had told u ur Body was prepping for Birth and u had something called Braxton Hicks which were false contractions that prepped ur body for the extreme pain of labour.But as the days go by ur false contractions seemed to get worse.They came in 1 to 2 hours and they were so painful that u either need to grab on the nearest thing for support or sit down.

„Love,i know its just these false contractions but please lets go to the gynaecologist and let him check if everythings okay“ ur Husband suggested as u were holding onto him for support as u breathed trough a contraction.

„Okay but he will tell u the same thing as the midwife“u tought.

But ur doctor told u that u were indeed in real labour and that u had to be rushed to the hospital.

It was a shock for both of u cause the baby then would be one and a half weeks early which was not good cause the babys development was not fully completed before the 40th week of pregnancy.

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The Sky was foggy and a Storm was building up outside of the Hospital windows.

U were placed in the maternity ward and the doctors did their best to delay the birth cause the risk of ur baby having complications or u having complications while birth were a bit too high to risk.

U felt like u were going insane in this room u hated hospitals,the smell and the vibe were uncomfortable to you.

But ur Room was a bit more colourful and it had a light that was not too bright and the light color was warmer but it still felt like a hospital.

U were placed on an IC with Tocolytics this medication could delay birth and it seemed to be working well.Cause ur abodem pain reduced a bit.And ur Baby girl she was still kicking u but u could not complain cause u were afraid if she did not she may be dead.It hurt but u at least had a sign that she was okay and alive.

And ur Husband he was glued to you he stayed at the hospital with you he was with u the whole two days u were now here,u begged him to go home to shower and get a bit of comfortable sleep but he refused.In the end both of u agreed that one night but only one night he will sleep at home but in that time Emma and Draken will stay with u for a bit so u agreed.

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As she saw you Emma was in tears u looked stressed and tired ur hair was greasy and a mess and the Robe they gave u was very uncomfortable.

So she proposed the idea that she will wash ur hair and help you get dressed while Draken was bringing theier Child to Mikey and his Girlfriend.

And after a proper hairwash and after u changed into leggins and a Shirt from ur Husband u felt a bit more human and a bit more like yourself.

Emma tried to get u away from ur worries.

„Her Birthday was really nice but her amazing aunt was missing“she told u about ur Nieces Birthday,that u sadly missed cause u were already a day in the hospital and u could not leave.

„I am so sorry Emma“ u whisper.

„Heyy no need to be sorry we are talking about ur Babys and ur Life and Health here she will always be your niece and you will always be her aunt“she coos and lays her hand over yours.

„Shin visited us in the late afternoon,he told us about u and that he needed to go back to you before you wake up.“ she tells u.

„He really Loves u dear,i have never seen my half brother so happy“ her smile was soft and her hand was now holding yours.

„Emma i am scared shitless“ u confess and Emma gave u a small laugh.

„No need to be,u will get trough this and ur baby will too you know why?“ u chook ur head in response.

„Cause u are her mother and u are a strong woman“ she answeres you and u give her a exhausted smile.

And with that u drift of into a well needed slumber.

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Ur Baby was not breathing as they handed her over to you.Her face was pale and her Body lacked any kind of heat,ur world crashed in that moment.U screamed out of pain,pain cause u lost the one thing u loved as much as ur Husband.It was all too much for ur body and everything around u went dark.

A Hand was placed on your Arm and two familiar eyes looked into yours.

„Are you okay Love“ ur Husband asks as u wake up from ur Nightmare.It was a Nightmare was it of not u would loose ur mind.

„Am i still pregnant,is she still alive….Shin tell me“ u say as u panicked.

„Hey…u had a bad dream yes,and u are still pregnant and our baby is doing well“ he assures you and he shifts from his Chair at ur bedside to the mattress u were laying on.He took ur hand in his and pressed a kiss to every finger of ur Hand.

„We will get trough this baby“he says in a calm tone.And leans against ur frame,u craved his presence so much right now u just wanted him closer to you to just hold you close and kiss u.But the IV made that Impossible.

„Shin please hold me“u say and u were close to tear,u shifted a bit to the right for him to lay beside you.And like that u drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

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The Birth was now only two days away from ur calculated day and the risk was lower that something happens to you and the baby so they got u off of the medication and now u needed to wait.Till u were ready to finally give birth.And as the Doctors finally confirmed that it was time u were a bit relieved that ur pregnancy will be over and also a bit sad.

The Birth was going without any complications and Shin was there every second he held ur hand and u almost broke it by squeezing it so hard,and even if u did he couldn’t care less.Shin knew that labour was painful and exhausting and the tought he could handle it well.But hearing u scream for ur life did things to his heart that almost broke it into pieces.But as u pushed a final Time and u heard a loud cry.Both of u we’re relieved she was here ur Baby Girl was finally here.U looked up at Shin and you could see the tears in his eyes.

Ur newborn was placed on your bare chest moments after,she was perfect she has black hair like Shin and beautiful eyes like you she was the perfect mix of both of u.

« I am so proud of u,i am so proud of u of both of u u had to go tough so much »Shin says in a quiet tone to not upset the newborn who was slowly drifting into sleep.He strokes over her head gently and kisses the top of urs.

« Shes perfect Shin » u say exhausted.

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Both of u were glad to be home after auch nerv wrecking Days.

And Shin was the best dad ever,he fed the baby when you couldn’t,he changed her diapers,rocked and read her to sleep and what u found the cutest were the talks he had with her before bed.

U were fresh out of the Shower when u got down and u saw ur husband standing in ur living room either the front to ceiling windows open so the coolness of the rain could go into your too warm home.He stood there and rocked her too sleep.

“Daddy will always protect u,and ur daddy will always be there when u need him and so will ur mommy”he coos to her and gives her a kiss on the forehead.

“And when ur older u can play with ur Cousins,they are very exited too meet u next week”he continues to whisper to the sleeping newborn in his toned arms.

“U have a very loving Family and they all love u very much but ur Mom and i love u way more than them”and with that he notices u standing behind him.U get closer to him and lean ur head against his shoulder and look down at the Human both of u made out of love for each other.

“Thank you” he says quietly and u lean up to kiss him.The sound of the rain calmed all of us down which u all needed.Ur Future was bright with a Family like that and u could not wait for more moments like this to come.

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Thank your for reading this fic.And i think my Browser now thinks i am pregnant 😀😭

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#ran haitani #rindou haitani #tokyo revengers #bonten #izana kurokawa #ran x reader #rindou x reader #sanzu haruchiyo #tenjiku #tokyo manji gang #shinchiro sano #shinchiro x reader #sano mikey manjiro #mikey sano #sano family #sano manjiro x reader #emma x draken #emma sano #tokyo rev angst #tokyo rev smut #pregnant #fluff #angst with a happy ending #benkei hanawa #wakasa imaushi #shinichiro sano #manjiro sano #x reader #black dragon #tokyo revengers izana

[crybabydooly]

♡ bloodstream

pairing: boxer!jungkook x bookworm!reader

warnings: language, pet names, little blood, fingering, clit stim, aftercare, vaginal sex, cum shooting, not proofread

listen to: stateless - bloodstream

It wasn't such a bad day...

You go to the library and pick up a few books then you head to the gym where Jungkook was. You usually meet him there once you're both done with work.

You sit and read, waiting for him to finish so you can go home with him. You two rented a nice apartment not too long ago after high school.

He pays rent and you take care of the bills. You both pitch in for grocery shopping and stuff. You both get home around nine at night, never really home during the week days.

You sit on the floor by the benches, reading your books and taking notes; sticking small sticky notes on the pages you tab.

Jungkook continues to train, damaging his fists with each punch he gives the bag banging from the ceiling.

He grunts and pants, sweating all over himself. His shirt soaked and your eyes wandered to his abs. They were outlined by the white shirt he was wearing and you could hardly snap out of your state.

He chuckled, "like what you see babe?"

"What?" You look up to him, seeing him stop what he's doing. He just caught you looking at him...not the first time it's happened but it's just as embarrassing each time.

"Caught you looking again..." He walks to you and bends over a little. He grasped the back of your neck gently and pulled you in towards him, kissing you on the forehead.

You giggle, "ew, you're all sweaty."

"I thought you liked that." He laughed as he pulled away, using the towel that was around his neck to wipe the pooling sweat on his face.

"We should get home. It's pretty late." You stand up and place your book in your tote bag.

Jungkook smiles and nods, "getting hungry?"

"Yeah, I didn't eat all day." You sigh, "but I'll make something yummy."

Jungkook grabs the rest of your things and walks you to the car. He drives you back to the apartment and helps you in. He can't help but notice how you smell...it's new.

Once you both got inside it began to rain outside and you were relieved you got home when you did. You love the rain, just hate getting wet.

"Okay. I'm getting in the shower. Need any help with dinner?" He walked to the hall and turned to look at you.

You shake your head, "no, I'm okay."

Jungkook walked into the bathroom and you heard the door shut. You immediately got ready to cook; getting a pan out, putting some nice chopped vegetables inside to cook.

Dinner wasn't too bad tonight. You just can't seem to find anything appealing at the moment.

You cook for a while, getting some plates out to serve. Once you had placed the plate down on the counter, Jungkook came around the corner, ruffling his hair with a towel.

"This looks amazing baby." He walks towards you and gives you a kiss.

You smile, "thank you. I made it just for you."

You both ate dinner and did a load of dishes together. Jungkook always offers to do so, but he works so much harder than you.

You always take over when it comes to house chores, he just couldn't be away from you.

He wraps his arms around your waist as you scrub the dishes, kissing the back of your neck as he pushes your hair to the side.

"So pretty..." He mutters between kisses.

You nudge your elbow into his chest, "go get the bed ready."

"So feisty." He scoffs, giving you one last kiss before going off to the bedroom. He took the throw pillows off the bed and pulled the comforter out from under the other pillows, adjusting them so they're comfortable.

Once you finish the load of dishes you head off to the bedroom to see Jungkook taking off his shirt. Your cheeks flush red and you wonder if you should be looking...

"Babe?" You ask for him, seeing him turn around. "Can I talk to you?"

"Sure sweetie. What's the matter?" He sits on the edge of the bed and looks at you with those big black eyes.

You sigh, "this is embarrassing but I wanted to talk about taking the next step."

"You mean...sex?" He asked.

You nod, feeling embarrassed. He sees this but he understands. He knows you're a virgin and scared shitless.

"Baby, if you're ready. Then I'll help you take that next step." He stands up and walks to you, pulling you gently by your arm.

He nuzzles his nose into your neck, kissing the area to calm you down, swaying you back and forth, he didn’t want to move at a pace that made you feel uncomfortable. He made sure to go slow.

“Just relax for a minute, love.” He kissed your forehead and gently rubbed your lower back with his soft hand.

You hum, “I’m nervous.”

“Hey, no. It’s okay. We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” He kissed your lips, letting you think for a moment.

You didn’t answer and he didn’t want it to seem like he was pushing you to do this. He was trying so hard not to touch you in anyway he thought you wouldn’t like.

“Here.” He spoke, breaking the silence. He gently put your hand over his right peck, letting your palm rest against it. “Feel my heartbeat. Just focus on that.”

You stood there, your face snuggled in his neck. He rocked you once more, helping you feel more calm and relaxed. He knew what you wanted. You were just too scared.

“Mm, it’s beating fast.” You whisper.

He smiles, stroking you hair. “Because of you.”

You smile, pulling away. You can see the gentleness in his eyes. How content he was. He was so pretty, so sweet and gentle with you.

“I wanna try.” You mutter.

He looks at you, a little socked. He wasn’t against it. He just wasn’t sure about it. He didn’t want you to get scared again.

“Okay.” He answered you, “we can try.”

Soon he gently took off your clothes, keeping his eyes on you as he did. He slipped off your shirt, your pants and your bra next. He kissed your lips as he helped you take off your underwear. He didn’t look down for a second.

He pulled back, seeing your shy form. He saw your arms fold over your chest and red spread across your cheeks.

“Jungkook-“ you mutter nervously.

He strokes your arm gently, “don’t be embarrassed baby. You’re beautiful. You’re mine.”

He kisses you, pushing you back onto the bed with his hand behind your head. He supported you as he pinned you down.

He felt hot, ready and comfortable. But he was still worried about you. He wasn’t inpatient, he wasn’t mad. He was just worried.

“My love?” He asked.

“Hmm?”

“Are you doing okay so far?” He asked. You nodded and he smiled slightly, kissing your neck.

He felt you tense up and relax every so often. Feeling your soft skin in his grasp. He moaned and hummed, kissing you all over.

“Ooh, baby.” You cry.

“You okay?” He asked worried.

You nod, “I just-“

You were too embarrassed to say. But he knew exactly what was happening. “I know. You’re a bit turned on, aren’t you?”

You nod, nervously looking into his eyes. He didn’t judge you. You were nervous, but confident enough to at least try to be honest.

“Tell me when you need to stop, okay?” He spoke sweetly. You nodded and watched his lips latch onto the skin of your breast.

“Mmh!” You whine, feeling pleasure as he kisses you in your sensitive areas.

“That’s it.” He muttered between kisses. “Surrender to me.”

“Fuck, Jungkook.” You moaned as his finger brushed against you clit. You shook, not with pleasure but with anxiety. You felt a bit overwhelmed.

He paused, looking down at you, he looked so worried. “Are you okay love?”

“Mm, sorry.” You say. He shakes his head, not wanting you to feel sorry.

“Dont apologize sweetie.” He kissed your lips.

“K-keep going.” You speak randomly.

"Are you sure?" he asks softly. He takes your hand in his own, intertwining your fingers as he leans in for another kiss. "Let's take things slow," he whispers against your lips before gently pulling away to look into your eyes once more.

“Mmh, I can’t wait any longer.” You kiss his neck, lifting your back off the bed slightly to get closer to him.

“Baby, you’re so eager.” He teased. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t. I trust you.” You reassure him. If you had to be honest with yourself. You were nervous. You were so scared and self conscious.

He kissed your temple, “tell me when.”

He kisses your neck again and leads his hand back down to your clit, rubbing gentle circles around it. You mouth opens slightly and you let out small gasps and moans.

“That’s it.” He praised, rubbing your clit moderately.

“Mmh, feels good!” You moan. He smiles and slips a finger into your tight cunt. “Mm!”

“Is this okay?” He asked. You nodded desperately. You needed this more than anything. “Good girl.”

“Fuck-“

“So naughty baby.” He smirked a little, slipping another finger into your cunt. You were on the edge of ecstasy. He felt your soft walls squeeze around his fingers.

“Mmh wanna cum.” You moan.

He chuckled, “not so fast baby.”

He pulls away making you whine desperately. You grab his arm, trying to get him back to you. But he pulls away. He was amused by your response. He loved to tease. Especially now that he’s able to fuck you.

“Be a good girl.” He takes off his sweats, throwing them aside. His shirt was next to go. “My good girl.”

“Please, Jungkook mm!” You whine again, he looks down to you, letting his long cock go free for your eyes.

Once you saw how big he was, your first thought was how much you could take. You were too desperate to care about the pain.

“Fuck, see what you do to me.” He stokes his cock, moaning and hissing at the pleasure.

You saw him pleasing himself and his moans were too much for you to handle. It was so hot, his reactions to his own touching and his way of being vocal.

“Want it?” He teased. You nodded desperately, sitting up a little on the bed. “Shh, baby relax.”

You look up at him as he positions himself between your legs. He kissed your leg gently before putting it over his shoulder, letting the other rest on his waist.

“Please-“ you plea.

He chuckled, “it’s okay. I’ll give it to you right.”

He puts his tip near your folds and brushes his tip against your clit. You squirm and whine. His grip was gentle but strong on your legs. He kept you still enough.

He pushes in a little, “Does it hurt?”

“A bit.” You admit. He nods and sits for a moment. He lets you adjust to his size each time he pushed in, giving you a moment.

“Just take a deep breath.” He whispered, bending over a little to kiss your cheek. He led his lips down to your jaw. You clench around him, moaning quietly. “That’s it.”

“Fuck. Mmh!” You cry, trying hard not to be loud. Jungkook could tell you were embarrassed by your behavior.

He reassured you, “I wanna hear all those pretty sounds baby.”

He kisses your lips, fucking you slow and sensually. “Mmm.”

“Fuck me- please.” You beg again and he chuckled. He loved to see you so desperate.

He groaned, his cock twitched and his precum started to fill you slow. “So beautiful, princess.”

“Ahha-“ you moaned again, squeezing the sheets around you. You grew a little frustrated because of how much you were taking. Jungkook was quick to respond.

He grabbed your hands and gently put them by your head, intertwining his fingers with yours. He kissed your nose, speaking softly. “Squeeze if you need to.”

His voice was so soft and romantic. He pulled you down to get deeper. You let out a small yelp, but it wasn’t too bad.

“Fuck!” You grunt, quietly moaning his name in small doses. “Jungk-kook.”

“That’s my pretty girl.” He kisses your lips again before picking his pace up.

“Ah-AH!” You squeeze his hands and he slows down a little. “Sorry-“

“No baby. Don’t be sorry. I need to make this comfortable for you.” He kisses your forehead as he thrusts in and out of you at the pace he started with.

“I wanna c-cum.” You mutter, eyes fluttering. You felt your stomach get tight and your head go fuzzy.

He hummed, “cum on my cock baby.”

He picked his pace up again and felt you pulsate around him. He moaned, pulling out. He replaced his cock with his fingers, stimulating you, milking your orgasm to its peak.

“So pretty when you cum.” He praised you as he stroked his cock, still keeping his fingers in you. He pulled them in and out letting your lewd wet sounds fill the bedroom.

He came shortly after, all over your stomach. He felt bad for doing so. He got all red and flustered for the first time in the last couple hours.

“Sorry baby.” He kisses you again, getting on top.

You giggle, “it’s okay.”

“Here. Give me a second.” He rushed out of the room, grabbing his robe and slipping it on. He came back with a wet, warm cloth.

He sat on the bed next to you, brushing the warmth over your sore cunt. He kept his eyes on you, making sure he moderates any discomfort.

“Are you okay my love?” He asks.

“I’m okay, Jungkook.” You wince at the slight burning he left you with.

He furrows his brows and seems concerned, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I asked for it.” You tried to reassure him.

“I don’t deserve you.” He kisses you once more.

® crybabydooly, dont repost

#bts x fem!reader #jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook x female reader #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #bts smut

[dirtytransmasc]

thinking about how Spider was neteyam's big brother. losing my mind. ripping out my hair.

was 'teyam scared of storms or the dark? did he confide these "childish" fears to his big brother? did he get shy with all the attention he got in the village? did he hold Spi's hand when he got nervous?

did Spi have habits with 'teyam like 'teyam had with lo'ak? did Spi mess with his hair or reach for his shoulder or cuff his neck?

did Spi ever worry for 'teyam after he "stepped up" and became the Big Brother when the humans returned? did he worry something would happen to him? did he want to protect him despite being a human? was he proud? did his pride outweigh his fear?

did he think about 'teyam after he was taken? did he wonder where he was and if he was safe?

what was Spi thinking when he saw the bullet hole in his baby brother's back? did he freeze when he saw the blood, when he realized he failed to protect him?

what was 'teyam thinking? when he looked to Spi, did he want him to be the big brother again, did he want to stop being brave and let Spi do it? did he want to say something?

I have so many questions. I don't think my heart could take the answers.

#I'm probably being delusional. feel free to write this off as fanon bs. idc. it's canon in my mind. #all I can think about is the fact 'teyam died for him. he watched him die. he watched his little brother die. #did he say goodbye to him? #did he sneak into the mauri they kept his body in before they returned him to eywa and say goodbye to his baby brother #properly y'know. not the way he'd say goodbye in front of the kids or at a time where neytiri could see him. #did he stroke his hair and hold his hand and tell him he was sorry? #did he tell him he wished he could switch their places? #did he kiss his forehead one last time? did he look at his face and try and memorize every feature only to find it left wrong by death? #did he worry about him being alone in that mauri at night? did he worry he was scared to be alone in the dark of the pod? #he had to say goodbye to his baby brother for the rest of his life. what did he do? I need to know. #or at least. what did he want to do? #ignoring his grief and guilt and fear of upsetting the others or being caught by neytiri #if he could openly grieve. what would he do? #what would he wish he'd done? #It pains me to say I can't see canon!spider actually getting to give 'teyam a proper goodbye cause of everything #but if he did #what would he have done? #neteyam sully #neteyam #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #spider socorro #miles spider socorro #miles socorro #avatar the way of water #avatar #crying actually #I call them Spi and 'teyam cause it feels right

[osaemu]

GOJO SATORU: KISS & MAKE UP

✩ ‧ ˚. streamer!au: after the breakup, you two decide to make up in the traditional way—by having sex! NSFW

contents: fem!reader. oral (f. recieving), p –> v, teasing, praise, hair pulling (m. recieving), missionary, unprotected sex, creampie, squirting, use of pet names (too many to list here). not proofread bc you couldn't pay me to read all this again. 2.5k words. read this fic beforehand for better understanding of the context, but you don't have to.

author's note: tumblr hates me and that's why the banner quality's trash. if u wanna see the details, click here. anyways the streamer!gojo smut has finally arrived, tagging @satorena @screampied @cultrise, enjoyyy ;)

“did you tell them we’re back together?”

satoru nods in response to your question, plopping down on the couch next to you. he's spent the last hour chatting with his stream, and eventually he broke the news that you and him were back together after the breakup.

“yeah, i did,” he confirms, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck. your hands automatically move to his hair and you thread your fingers through the soft white strands, pausing after a couple seconds to give him a quick kiss on the forehead.

a week ago, you and satoru had an admittedly messy breakup—not messy in the sense that it got toxic or dramatic, but messy in the way that it could’ve easily been avoided. it wasn’t that big of a deal, but thankfully, you and satoru resolved your misunderstanding within a relatively short time.

since then, things have been a little different—satoru’s been taking a break from streaming, which gave him move time to spend with you and away from his thousands of fans. it was his suggestion, and not surprisingly, it worked. but all good things have to come to an end, and your “honeymoon” away from satoru’s stream seems to be coming to a close.

“something smells good,” satoru notes, lifting his head and glancing at the kitchen. “wait, is that ramen?” your boyfriend gasps, eyes rounding as he looks at you hopefully. 

“yeah, you said you were craving it, so i made some,” you reply with a smile, untangling yourself from his arms and walking over to the kitchen. satoru blows you a flurry of kisses that you see out of the corner of your eye as you check on the ramen, which looks pretty much done.

“y’know, i still haven’t forgiven you for the shit you pulled last week,” you say dryly, turning off the stove and draining the water from the ramen into your sink. the steam rises up as the boiling water slips down into the drain, clouding your face for a moment before it dissipates into thin air. 

“...does that mean i don’t get to eat that ramen?” satoru asks tentatively, a nervous smile on his lips as you empty a packet of flavored powder into the ramen. you shoot him a look and raise an eyebrow, turning back to the stove to hide your smile.

“maybe, maybe not,” you reply coyly, not wanting to give in too soon.

“boo, you whore.”

you roll your eyes and divide the ramen into two bowls, one for you and one for your boyfriend. “you’re lucky i’m too nice to let you starve, regina,” you say pointedly, walking back over to the couch and handing one of the bowls to him, which satoru takes with both hands—a habit from his childhood that never went away. “otherwise you’d be—”

satoru cuts you off by poking your lips with his chopsticks, steaming hot ramen wrapped around them. you reluctantly open your mouth and let him feed you, smiling when he seals the bite with a kiss. 

“best girlfriend ever,” satoru proclaims when he pulls away, a lazy smile playing on his lips. his soft blue eyes study your own, observing your unusually guarded expression and frowning.

“how many times do i gotta apologize for my bullshit before you stop making that face at me?” he grumbles, twirling his chopsticks in his bowl and taking a bite of the ramen. it’s cute how satoru’s face lights up at the taste, and it’s even cuter how his eyes round at you in awe when he takes another bite. “i didn’t know instant ramen could be this good,” he muses, licking any lingering flavor off of his lips.

“very funny, satoru,” you laugh, swirling your chopsticks around the broth and watching the rest of the steam rise from your bowl. “and to answer your question, i don’t really know.”

satoru tilts his head and takes a sip of his water, ice clinking against the side of the glass. when you respond to his question, he pauses and tilts his head in confusion. “...wait, what does that mean?”

you think for a second, choosing your words carefully. “i’m not sure how long it’ll take until we’re back to… normal,” you say cautiously. in all honesty, you weren’t that pissed off at him—you never were. but the fact that satoru was so ready to throw your relationship away over something as small as that was upsetting, to say the least. and you weren’t entirely sure it wouldn’t happen again.

satoru looks at you thoughtfully, more serious than you’ve seen him in a while. you can almost see the gears turning in his head before he replies. “any idea how i can make it up to you?”

you shrug, swallowing another bite of ramen before you meet his eyes. “you tell me. actions speak louder than words.”

your boyfriend drops his chopsticks, letting them clatter around in the bowl before he stands up. he extends a hand to you, a determined glint in his eye. “then lemme prove it to you.”

“satoru, you can’t bribe me with sex.”

“that’s not all i’ll be doing, sweetheart. trust me.”

and that’s how you ended up in his room, hands tangled in satoru’s soft white hair as he eats you out. his tongue laps at your cunt with quick, kitten-like strokes, and he presses a gentle kiss to the inside of your thigh. “feels s’good, satoru,” you breathe, involuntarily tugging on his hair and dragging out a groan from his lips. “sorry—”

“don’t apologize,” satoru mumbles in reply, nose brushing against your dripping thighs as his tongue slips past your folds and goes in deeper. he looks up and locks eyes with you, unable to resist smiling at the way your legs tremble around him. “aw, you’re so fuckin’ cute,” he murmurs, flicking his tongue in and out of your cunt with a grin. “and i’m the one who should be—fuck, you’re gorgeous—apologizing.”

this isn’t the first time satoru’s eaten you out, but it feels like it every single time—somehow, his tongue has a talent of rendering you unable to focus on anything else but him. you grind your hips against satoru’s face, eyes squinted shut as your boyfriend flattens his tongue before lapping your slick up with cloudy eyes. “shit, i don’t know what i’d be without you,” he murmurs, voice low and steady—and something about his tone makes you certain he’s being completely honest with you.

“you’re so—fuck, satoru, i’m gonna cum,” you breathe, back automatically arching when satoru’s tongue reaches that spot inside you. he laughs, and the vibration of the soft sound against your puffy, sensitive cunt almost makes your legs give out—but thankfully, satoru’s hands are secured around your thighs, holding you in place. “‘toru, i can’t—”

“yeah, y’can, just relax that pretty pussy for me,” he cooes, licking up the slick dripping down his chin. “c’mon, you’re doing so good f’me, keep going, baby.” and just like that, his tongue slips out of your cunt and he lets you cum—the sheer force of your orgasm hits you like a truck, and your hips roll against satoru’s face in a choppy rhythm as you desperately ride it out, hands gripping and accidentally yanking his hair.

you stutter out his name a couple more times, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of satoru’s mouth on your sensitive, gushing pussy. your boyfriend praises you the whole way, gently murmuring soft words about how sweet you are for letting him taste you, even while your relationship was rocky. when your voice steadies enough for satoru to make out what you’re begging him to do, he’s not at all surprised to hear you plea for him to fuck you—so stands up and tugs you down onto his bed, hand intertwined with yours as he pulls the sheets over your bodies. 

you squeeze satoru’s hand and lean in to kiss him, chest still heaving from your earlier orgasm. naturally, you miss his lips and end up kissing the side of his face, which is flushed bright red from the way his body reacts to the taste of your pussy. “don’t ever leave me like that again,” you whisper, tears pricking at your eyes for some reason—maybe it’s the lovesick way satoru looks at you, or maybe it’s the way he’s holding onto you like there’s no place he’d rather be.

“i won’t,” satoru promises, pressing an affectionate kiss to your forehead and pulling your head into his chest. his lips touch the top of your head as he murmurs, “and if i do, shoot me.” it sounds like a joke, but you both know that he’s dead serious.

“good thing i won’t have to do that,” you say with a soft giggle. your smile is heart-achingly familiar to satoru, and it feels like home—and that’s the realization that has him stripping off what little clothing the two of you still have on before he climbs on top of you. 

satoru touches the tip of his dick to your pussy, waiting for your nod to allow him to go in all the way. after a second, you dip your chin and trail your fingers down satoru’s jaw, grabbing his chin and pulling him down into another kiss. his lips linger for a couple seconds, still-minty breath tickling your face, before he pulls away. satoru slowly lowers his hips and nudges his dick inside of your desperate cunt, hands resting on either side of you.

even though it’s only been a little over a week since you last had sex with satoru, it feels like it’s been forever—your boyfriend curses when he feels how tight you are, mumbling something about missing you “so fucking much” as he goes in deeper and deeper. it hurts a little at first, but you quickly get used to the feeling of him inside of you. 

“fuckin’ hell, i’m never gonna get tired of this,” satoru breathes, dipping his head and kissing your collarbone. a single drop of sweat drips down the side of his face as he watches you squirm, eyes soft and endearing as you do so. he starts rolling his hips back and forth against you to loosen you up a little, dragging out soft moans from you as he does so. 

“yeah, you better not,” you mutter, tilting your head back and drawing in a long breath of air. you can’t remember the last time you felt this good—maybe it was the last time satoru fucked you. “satoru, y’re going so slow—”

your boyfriend cuts you off with a particularly harsh thrust, making your body jolt against his mattress. satoru lifts his head and looks you in the eye, a breathy laugh slipping out of him when he sees the pout on your lips. “the fuck you mean, i’m going slow? you want me to tear you apart? silly girl,” he tuts, back to his usual cocky self. he shakes his head and goes deep enough in you to force you to arch your back, starting to grin at the way you paw at his chest. “always so selfish, aren’t you?” he cooes, dipping his head and giving you a sloppy kiss on the forehead. “but you’re always—so—fuckin’—sweet,” satoru whispers, punctuating each word with a thrust hard enough for you to moan out his name more times than you can count.

“you’re the selfish one,” you mumble, lips trembling enough to muffle your voice. satoru huffs out a sigh and kisses your mouth, teeth gently brushing against your bottom lip. “you broke up with me for no reason,” you continue, tears pricking at your eyes again. “you think i’m gonna forgive you this fast?” 

satoru shakes his head again and caresses the side of your face. “will you?” he asks, slowing his pace enough for you to notice. you mutter something about him edging you on purpose, to which satoru shushes you and repeats his question.

“maybe.”

“you gotta stop giving me maybe’s, baby—y’re drivin’ me crazy here.”

in the past week, satoru’s done so much for you, and it hasn’t gone unnoticed. on the day after your breakup, he picked you up from your house and took you for a picnic entirely curated by him. on the second day, he made you breakfast, lunch and dinner—it wasn’t the best food you ever had, but it was definitely the most memorable (in more ways than one). on the third day, he took you out to your favorite amusement park and did everything he could to make you smile—by then, you had pretty much forgiven him, and the giant teddy bear he dropped in your bedroom only made you love him more. the rest of the days were filled with longing glances and little gifts left around your house, which only helped him earn more and more of you back.

so, you figure that satoru deserves what comes next.

“okay,” you whisper. 

satoru’s eyes widen and he hesitates before he tentatively asks, “does this mean—”

you don’t let him finish his question, instead grabbing his face and tugging him down into a full kiss. he lets out a soft hm? in surprise, but kisses you back more than gratefully. “c’mon, make me cum,” you breathe when he finally pulls away. satoru nods dazedly and mouths “i love you” before he goes back in you, pace faster than before.

one of his hands snakes down to your waist, holding it in pace while the other caresses your face. you gaze up at him with a soft smile, eyes fluttering open and closed every time his dick hits your sweet spot—which is more times than your body can handle, but you welcome the feeling of him deep inside of you. after barely a couple thrusts, a coil forms in your stomach, growing tighter and tighter with each movement of satoru’s hips. 

satoru laughs, chest heaving as he grins down at you cheekily. “i knew you’d forgive me,” he murmurs, pinching your cheek affectionately. “m’ so sorry—”

“shut up and fuck me,” you interrupt, tongue starting to loll out of your mouth as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to cumming all over satoru’s dick. 

“as you wish, princess.”

satoru’s breathing slowly changes, becoming more choppy and uneven the closer you watch him get to his high—it’s so, so close for both of you, and when it comes, it takes over both of your minds like a drug. satoru curses and groans out your name, thrusts growing sloppy as he desperately rides out his orgasm. cum shoots out from his dick and coats the inside of your cunt white, dripping out once you physically can’t take any more.

you run your hands all over satoru’s body, clawing and gripping at every inch of skin you can latch onto—satoru’s always been your anchor, and you hope that he always will be. one of his hands leaves the side of your face and tangles with your fingers, holding it down against the mattress as he promises to never screw you over like that again, and you’re only too welcoming to him and his words as you squirt all over his dick. “fuck, satoru—”

he lifts his eyes and meets your own, and unlike you, his vision is clearer than ever. “shoot me if i ever leave you again, baby. i’m serious.”

you raise a shaky hand and touch the side of his face, eyes fluttering shut as you murmur, “i know i won’t have to.”

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“hotter than jennifer lawrence, you say?”

nanami can tell that gojo’s having a hard time holding back his laughter as his student nods enthusiastically. this is the last time he’ll ever let them drag him out for a meal again.

“yeah! and oh man…” 

the blond chokes when yuuji gestures vaguely at his chest. this is why he never stays at the school over his lunch hour. 

gojo, wisely, pats the boy on the shoulder as nanami coughs. “alright, that’s enough out of you. even though i agree, you better stop before the vein in nanamin’s forehead bursts.”

the conversation grinds to a halt, gojo visibly stiffening as nanami's gaze narrows dangerously. “did you just say…that you agree?”

before gojo can open his mouth to defend himself, yuuji pipes up once more to add fuel to the fire.

“but it’s true!” the boy insists through a mouthful of food. “i’ve never had a teacher as hot as—”

“as hot as who?” you ask, suddenly standing at the end of their little table.

yuuji shuts up immediately, face turning as pink as his hair and he averts his gaze to the table and mumbles no one under his breath. 

nanami watches gojo beam up at you, then very bravely lets his eyes drift down to your chest for a split second.

but it’s a split second too long, and nanami is about to reach across the table and knock teacher and student’s idiot heads together when you lean down to press a kiss to his cheek.

“come on, love,” you say, smiling sweetly. “you promised you’d take me to that new dessert shop in the city.”

he’d made no such promise, but he gets up to follow you anyway, stripping his thick, autumn coat off and draping it over your shoulders.

with that, he wraps a possessive arm around your waist, pulling you into his side. 

“yuuji,” he begins. “this is my fiancée. she teaches at the school.”

you glance up at him, confused. “yes, we know each other, i’ve taught—”

“we’ll be off,” he cuts in, sending gojo a sharp look before guiding you out of the restaurant. 

he doesn’t let go of your waist until you’ve walked at least a block. it’s only then that he exchanged your waist for your hand.

he’s suddenly very wary of any other pedestrians looking at you, wondering if they’re thinking about what’s meant to be for his eyes and mind only.

“at first you looked like you needed saving in there,” you hum, using your free hand to hold onto his arm. “but…it seemed like they did, with the way you were glaring at them.”

“i wasn’t glaring,” he lies.

“you glare, darling. you may not notice it, but others certainly do. shoko calls it resting bitch face—”

“i do not have a resting bitch face. this is my…thinking face.”

“oh? then what were you thinking about?” you inquire.

“you,” he tells you truthfully. “and how lucky i am to have somebody so beautiful to come home to. someone hotter than jennifer lawrence, even.”

you smile into the kiss he leans down to press to your lips, looping your arms around his neck to pull him closer and murmur…

“you’re going to get very lucky tonight.”

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