#i woke up to my dog barking at nothing

[cafterdark]

Posted 16:35, 12/5 to r/puppyplay

How do I get used to nerve integrating tail

So my gf a few weeks ago admitted she was into puppy play. Now I'm a pretty vanilla guy so I was a bit wary, but open to try it. We've gotten a collar and leash that I wear when we play, but I just got my Christmas bonus, so we splurged on a nerve integrating tail. It feels pretty weird to have it on, but my gf is ecstatic. It certainly has brightened up our bedroom life lately. I'm still not entirely into puppy play, especially when she calls me a "good boy" but I do admit it's quite fun. My only question is how do I get used to it.

Posted 22:51, 12/17 to r/puppyplay

Is it dangerous to wear NIT for more than two weeks?

Hello again,

Thanks for all the advice y'all gave me in the last post, I'm really used to the tail now. I love the wave it wags when I'm excited and so does my gf. It has come to the point I feel like I'm missing something when I take it off. I know the general advice is not to keep it on for more than two weeks but I kind of want to keep it on. I work from home so none of my coworkers know I'm wearing it. And when I do need to go out, it's really easy to hide it under some clothes. So is there any risk to having it on for more than two weeks?

Posted 08:11, 1/7 to r/puppyplay

Skin grown over NIT port

So I just woke up and looked at my NIT and saw that skin has grown over the port. Whenever I try to take the tail off it hurts like hell. What can I do?

Posted 09:12, 1/7 to r/medicaladvice

Any way to remove an overgrown nerve integrated prosthetic?

I wore a NIP longer than the recommended time and skin has grown over it, is there any way to take it off?

Posted 18:15 1/7 to r/puppyplay

Gf is okay with permanent NIT

It's been an eventful morning for me and my gf. I told her the news that I'm stuck with a NIT from now on. I expected my gf to leave me, but she's been nothing but supportive. I'm usually not one for being the little spoon, but she cradled me and comforted me. I love her so much. Thank y'all for your kind words and support. I know it's fairly common for people to have eccentric prosthetics nowadays, but as much as I love this tail, it's going to take a while to get used to it. I'll keep y'all updated.

Posted 13:43, 2/9 to r/puppyplay

Side effects of permanent NIT?

Hey again,

So I've gotten used to the NIT being permanent, but I've been having some things happen to me that I'm wondering if they're caused by it.

To start, when I was done with a workout, my gf noticed I was panting with my tongue out. I hadn't even realized I was doing that.

Another one is that my body and facial hair have stopped growing. Not that I miss them, but it's kind of weird. Weirder still, my hair has been growing rapidly. I was starting to bald before, but now it's down to my shoulders. It's gotten so long and full that my coworkers joked that it looked more like a woman's hair.

Are these side effects of the tail or am I just losing my mind?

Posted 12:21, 3/15 to r/puppyplay

More side effects of tail?

Hi

So I know y'all said that permanent tails don't have any mental or physical side effects, but I'm not so sure.

I'm not sure when it started, but I'm starting to make more dog like noises. When I'm excited I bark up a storm, whimper when sad, growl when angry. I'm not doing any of those on purpose, it's like the rise from my throat. When I see a squirrel, I feel the urge to chase after it now. My gf has joked that she needs to collar and leash me when we go out, but I'm a bit nervous.

Speaking of my gf, I used to tower over her. Yet today, she was my height, maybe even a bit taller.

Other strange things, my nipples is a bit swollen and puffy. It really hurts to touch them.

What's happening to me?

Posted 10:23, 3/30 to r/puppyplay

Tits?

So I've been in denial for a while, but my tail is making me grow tits. I realized this when I was putting on a tight shirt and my boobs were really clearly visible. My gf nearly died when she saw them. After a bit of laughing/leering, she measured and found they're A cups. She gave me one of her bras to wear, which feels a bit itchy.

Posted 17:12, 3/31 to r/puppyplay

My tail is feminizing me

Hello again,

After looking at old photos of myself compared to me now. I'm certain my tail is feminizing me. I'm shorter than my gf, my skin is soft, I basically have no body hair, my hair is super long, I have tits, and um, my equipment is tiny now. I look better at least, but idk what to do.

Posted 15:35, 4/10 to r/asktransgender

Why does my GF calling me a "good girl" make me so excited.

So I'm a cis? guy. Due to a faulty prosthetic I'm wearing, it has slowly been feminizing me. Now, I'm having some mixed feelings about it and my gf asked if I liked being a guy. I really hadn't cared about my gender before so I said yeah. She then asked me how I felt about the phrase "good boy." When I told her it made me feel weird and awkward, she called me a good girl. I suddenly got so happy and my prosthetic went wild. My inside felt so warm and complete that I couldn't even try to hide how happy I was. What does this mean? Am I trans?

Posted 11:13, 4/19 to r/asktransgender

New Name!

After a week of introspection with my gf, I've realized I'm a trans woman. And to thank her for all the help she's done making me realize that, I let her pick my name.

So hi, I'm Bella

Posted 22:12, 4/21 to r/puppyplay

Gf acting weird

So me and my gf do a lot of puppy play and usually it stays in the bedroom. But lately it's been weird.

To start, she insists on cooking for me. It's such good food, but what's weird is that whenever I eat it, she clicks something. Weirder still, its the same click that I hear whenever I cum.

Also, she's gotten a lot more dominant lately. She's constantly telling me how cute and hot I am. How much she just wants to mark me up. She insists I wear my collar 24/7 so "Everyone knows who owns me." She even asks me to call her owner sometimes.

I get so flustered and my tail goes wild any time she acts like this but it's still weird. She never used to be this direct and dominant. I'm not against it but it's kind of weird.

Posted 16:37, 4/30 to r/asktransgender

Why do clothes feel weird?

So me and my gf have been clothes shopping for a new wardrobe lately and we've run into a brick wall. Every bit of clothes I've worn lately has felt tight and itchy. Even my old boy clothes.

Why is this?

Posted 18:15, 5/7 to r/puppyplay

Why can't I disobey my owner?

Um, so my owner has made some really big changes to my life lately. She's told me I'm not allowed to wear clothes anymore, sleep on the bed, eat on the table. She's gotten me a dog bed to sleep on and some labeled dog bowls for me to eat out of. I have to wear my collar 24/7 and whenever we go out I need to be leashed. I can't even walk on two legs anymore.

Yet I don't want to disobey her. It's not like she's abusive or anything, the opposite really. But my brain can't even think of not listening to her. Especially when I hear a click and every bit of my brain is filled with devotion to her.

What am I doing wrong, why can't I disobey her?

Posted 11:17, 6/5 to r/puppyplay

Y'all were right

Y'all were right. It's so much better being a good puppy for my owner. I don't have to worry about anything. She's so kind and sweet and wonderful and caring and ugh my tail is wagging so fast just talking about her. I'm so glad I've accepted my place. Thank you all so much for helping me realize this.

Posted 14:25, 12/5 to r/puppyplay

Gifts for a really good Puppygirl?

Hello

I'm the owner of a wonderful little puppygirl. She's had a big year of changes and I want to get her something wonderful to cap it off. Any suggestions?

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[futureplayboibunnie]

Heartless Pt. 4

Mafia Boss! Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader

You and Miguel are married to each other…and it wasn’t because of love.

thank you for all the love so far! also this is my personal touch for this fic, but while i was writing it i was listening to the entire Honeymoon album by lana del rey (especially the instrumentals) i’d recommend listenting to it. it fits this vibe so perfectly, literally trying to encapsulate that feeling with this series.

“I'm in the middle of something.” You piped up nonchalantly, like being half naked and dripping with water in front of men was a completely normal occurrence. “Well, now that you're here, it would be nice if you were helpful by getting my bags.” You said with a wry, and slightly pissed-off smile. He just observed you with darkened eyes and a grinding jaw, if he pressed harder you would practically hear the bones crunch together. The look you gave him was an urging one. “So what will it be? Gaping at me blankly or being mildly helpful?” Your tone was aggravating, grating the inside of his head- your glib comments were making him realize that you were actually capable of disrespecting him.

Miguel didn't know what to make of you in his room like this, acting as if it were your own. It wasn't. But you were married now. Technically, what was his was yours. He didn't like it. He sneered, his features merely angry slashes contorting up his face. “I'm not your sniffer dog.” He barked, storming out of the room and slamming the door so hard that it closed and sprung back open. You rolled your eyes at his outburst, but you had to admit, it was a little unnerving to see him lose his temper that quickly. Miguel huffed, grabbed your stupid bag, and slammed the door open like a bull in a china shop. “Here, and get out of the room. It's mine.”

“What? I was in here first.” You protested in vain, you were the one who was dragged away on a honeymoon, you were the one who was being ordered around like a stuck-up child. The least he could do was let you sleep wherever you wanted to sleep.

“Well, I own the fucking building.” Miguel bit back deadpan, his voice flat and so sadistically arrogant, like money was all that made him. It was an insult to the whole idea of humanity to rely on something as belittling as money.

Miguel's head was storming, dissecting every single premonition about you and how you could so easily flip on him, he would tolerate your disrespect for now, you hadn't properly settled in yet, but if you made it a habit, he'd make you regret it. It should be funny, Miguel was so proper and particular about his women. There were things he liked and didn't like on women. He hated flats. He only liked certain colors. He hated jeans. He liked skirts and dresses for...easy access. He liked his women easy, and you were definitely not easy. You were making it difficult for him on purpose now. But for some reason, defiance suited you more than nonchalant complacency. It was more entertaining than the graceful, polite facade you shirked up.

“Can I put my clothes on now?” You objected, snapping him out of his pondering, looking like an idiot just glaring at you like this.

Part of him wanted to say ‘Well. No. I'd prefer you with nothing on actually.' His steely resolve almost broke at the realization, but he shook his head and pushed it down. Yes, you were attractive but your personality was a mystery for him, he was battling his own personal mysteries, and he didn't have time to psychoanalyze anyone elses.

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You slept...okay. Miguel didn't disturb you or actually force you out of his room which was odd. He probably had enough of this senseless bickering, you'd probably just go back to ignoring each other, maybe at least try to independently enjoy this stupid 'honeymoon.’

The sun woke you up sweetly, and the soft gentle breeze billowed through the open curtains, offering the hum of salt air whispering through the room. You wanted to avoid Miguel as long as you could, so you decided to just go in the garden, sunbathe, read a book, do something meaningless to just forget about the fact you're married to one of the most dangerous men you've ever met.

You practically jumped out of bed, went to the bathroom, splashed your face with water, brushed your hair, and put it up in a claw clip with the speed of an Olympic runner. But what was all the hurrying for when you were completely stumped on what to wear? You tossed out your clothes and put them all away, you ultimately decided to wear a bikini and on top a cute mid-thigh sundress, you weren't going anywhere too fancy, the back garden wasn't exactly Paris fashion week. When you glanced outside the terrace, you were happy to see that the garden was adorned with carefully cut shrubs, willowing trees, orchids, and chrysanthemums. Considering Miguel rarely leaves for leisure, it was a surprise that is was being kept up - it must have meant a lot to him then. You grabbed your things and opened the door quietly, wanting to sneak out as soundlessly as possible in order not to attract attention from Miguel, or worse, be the reason to wake him up.

You padded away barefoot, feeling the warmth of the sun outside surround you as it seeped through every glass window.

Even though Miguel told you to get used to his lifestyle, you still hadn't settled in, something just didn't sit quite right with you. You were fortunate enough to come from a wealthy family but the way Miguel wasn't bothered by the sheer amount of blood money he acquired is...distasteful. Thinking of which, you peeked your head around the corner in order to see if Miguel was awake but instead you found something else. He wasn't in bed at all. He was asleep, his hands were crossed on the kitchen counter and his head was flat on his upper arm, fast asleep with his laptop open in front of him Jesus. He still hadn't changed. What was it with men not wanting to take care of themselves?

You shifted towards him, inching closer and closer to his sleeping form. Wow. He almost looked peaceful, not full of that mindless aggression he was known for. His copper hair was tousled and disheveled, his golden skin was creased but reflective against the light, and his breathing was slow and heavy- it was odd seeing him this relaxed when he wasn't even in a relaxing position in the first place. You raised an eyebrow at his disposition. Maybe Miguel wanted to outsmart and outwit sleep, he obviously had to succumb to its charms. You worked your way around the kitchen island, unable to stop looking at him like this, you grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and just stood and stared at him like a creep. You really should leave before he wakes up, but you didn't want him sending his capos combing the entire complex for you, so you just left him a note.

In the garden.

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Miguel heard a gunshot.

It reverberated in his ears.

More gunshots. Thousands of rounds smoking away.

His eyes widened, and the sleep left his bones. His head spun around, shifting erratically, and he almost fell off the fucking chair. A tight anxiety squeezed the color out of his face, the heavy breaths wouldn't bring any solance to any of the fragments falling at his palms. His chest filled with panic, and the first thing that came into his head to find was you. He eyed your note and rushed down as fast as he could. He needed to get you out of here.

But then all he heard was silence when he stepped out onto the patio. A muffling silence. Then the sharp hum of wildlife, the birds chirping, the distant sounds of the beach, the flattening waves. The crickets trilled and the leaves rustled, the nostalgia of the oddly familiar sounds crept up on him like a disillusioning shadow. An itch he couldn't scratch. A never-ending nightmare he couldn't end. A man with everything he could ever want, but no clear consciousness, no clear mind. He was blind and tortured.

You were lying on a sunbed, and Miguel only caught onto your back and a little bit of your side profile. His eyes were dead set on you, contemplating you...and there you are, emerging in his eyeline. Those flashes of skin become a painting, a jigsaw puzzle coming together. He was slow in his movements, finally viewing you as you were. You were lying there, glowing in a small bikini, taking in the sun like a nymph. Your body was so….

Miguel frowned.

The apple you bit into was stuck to your teeth, you stopped everything you were doing, pausing for your eyes to follow from Miguel's thighs to his face. This was the moment where he saw you as if you were like a deer in headlights, like a naive girl who tries to hide behind back-talk and retaliation. The wide-eyed look you gave him, pupils glazing over, revealing no thought behind your eyes. But he saw you. He saw you being affected by his presence. He felt himself loom over you. Your eyebrows creased in pensive irritation, Miguel's face was hard and steely in something he couldn't quite define. You finished biting into the apple, chewing and just giving him a nonchalant look. Reverting back like second instinct.

“Did you rush out here to gawk at me again? Or to blame me for your lack of sleep?” You breathed out judgementally, but at that moment, the way your eyes connected sent a strange chill down your spine, even when you were lying out in the sun. Miguel felt it too. The scorching, pulsating beat behind your gaze was a never-ending maze, an attempt to figure out who was going to break first. Neither of you was willing to back down. It was sizzling…as wellias unsettling.

Miguel didn't know how to answer your question. He couldn't exactly tell you that his nightmares of the most traumatic thing that's ever happened to him tricked his head into believing he was hearing the remnants of it in real time. Part of him wanted to say yes to both. His sleep schedule was a nightmare in itself and the woman who is the bane of his existence has to be looking so...delicious when he was absolutely not in the mood. He wanted you with nothing on, maybe force you to look at him the exact same way he just found you...with his hand between your thighs.

Miguel shook the annoying, sleep-induced thought away. He was acting like every other man, their mind wandering to hell when they see any attractive woman- he won't fall for it. He won't. But you weren’t any other woman were you?

Miguel watched you bite into the apple and instinctively, he just grabbed it from your mouth, almost pulling at it. He watched your face flit into a multitude of different emotions at what he did. You opened your mouth to say something but you just huffed instead, glaring a hole into his face. Miguel took a bite out of it and tilted his head to contemplate you. He knew he shocked you.

You were really fuckable.

Extremely fuckable.

It was an objective statement.

But he still won't play into it. Nah. You wouldn’t be able to fix him. He was too damaged for you. He wouldn’t mind the primitive pleasure of fucking you. He just won’t do it. You weren’t as nice as before. You’d grown a smart mouth.

“Hm.” That was all he could say to you. “I want my room back.” His fingers reached out and tilted your chin up a little, he felt you flinch just a millisecond and that expression on your face was unamused, dead set looking up at him. It felt like you were holding your breath. He took another bite out of the apple. "Happy sunbathing carino." He yelled behind him as he walked away.

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[straykidsholicleigh]

better?

pairing: idol!minho x fem!reader

genre: fluff, drabble like thing

warnings: established relationship, kissing, minho tries to get freaky 💃

a/n: here's my 500 follower special!! hope u like it even though it's shit- I had to rewrite it but the original was 2K words- so this is short pls don't kill me-

credits: dividers by @cafekitsune ♡.

You don't know what it was honestly. Maybe you drank too much chilled water? Went to bed with your hair still wet? Or, well maybe it was the iced coffee you had in the morning and then another in the night. I mean, you did have a night filled with passion before sleeping and Minho did leave the AC on a high setting before sleeping, but you couldn't really pinpoint what it was. But it was definitely one of those.

You woke up this morning with a splitting headache, body shivering even though it was summer, your boyfriend walking out of the bathroom without a shirt. "Wow," He said as he watched you groan, sneezing as you wrapped the blanket around your naked, shivering body.

"You look like shit." He completed, crawling into bed as he placed his palm over your head, hissing as his hand warmed up from your high temperature. "You need medical attention," He said, placing a chaste kiss to your shoulder as you scoffed, rolling your eyes. "Yeah, no shit Sherlock." You called out as he shouting at you to shut up, making you smile.

Your relationship was always like this, cat and mouse, cat and dog, always barking and teasing each other. It was your love language now, it always has been. From the time you became friends till now, nothing as changed. Despite the constant teasing and barking, you both obviously loved each other, knowing when the teasing should stop or when the other gets offended or uncomfortable. You both knew each other like the back of your hand.

You shivered, reaching out to turn the AC off as you quickly covered yourself with the blanket, groaning as your muscles ached. The door flew open moments later, Minho standing there with a plate which had a glass of water and pills, a few crackers layed out neatly as he placed the plate on the table. He drew the curtains shut, the sunlight disappearing as he helped you get out of bed.

He walked you into the bathroom, taking out one of his old shirts and a pair of underwear for you as you brushed your teeth. He helped you change, hitting him whenever he tried to spread your legs apart further. "I'm sick Minho!" You nearly yelled as he laughed, apologizing as he patted your head. Once you were out of the bathroom you ate the crackers slowly, listening to Minho talk about his new comeback. Once you were done, he helped you take the pill, kissing you and whispering words of encouragement which made your heart flutter.

He placed you down onto the bed, making himself comfortable next to you as he wrapped his hands around you, closing his eyes. You turned around, his eyes fluttering open as you caressed his face. He looked so beautiful, his deep brown eyes boring into yours as your heart swelled with love for him. "Yes, jagi?" He asked, eyeing your lips as you smiled. "Kiss me, please?" You pleaded. He smiled, leaning forward as he pressed his lips to yours, his hand moving to cup your cheek as your hand rested on his chest.

Your lips moved in sync, like as if you've been doing this from the time you were born, it was so natural. So right. So... perfect. Like your lips were made for each other.

He pulled away first, making you whine as he laughed. "Now I'll get sick!" He exclaimed as you gasped. "Then why did you kiss me?! Naurr!" You groaned, mimicking the australian accent as he smiled. "No it's ok," He said, pulling you closer to his chest as you buried your face into him. "I don't mind getting sick with you. The more time I take taking care of you the happier I get." You looked up at him, smiling as he caressed your lips.

"Better?" He asked.

You smiled. "Better."

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[yeonzzzn]

hehehe bec my love I have a very important request 😌

may I so kindly request a yandere yeonjun fic where he realizes that another member has a crush on his s/o, so he decides to show them just who you belong to and fucks you in the living room so when the said member walks in he sees. you can quite literally go as insane as you'd like I won't mind 🤭

(im sure you know who this is but much love and have fun *muwh*)

yandere yeonjunnnnnnn😮‍💨 big brain idea. yeonjun is so yandere coded. (I see you my love don’t worry *muwh*)

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that girl is mine: choi yeonjun

pairing: yeonjun x afab!reader word count: 1.8k

Yeonjun wasted no time bending you over the back of the couch, hissing out a warning to not move as he slid your shorts and panties down to your ankles. 

You grip the couch cushions, biting at your lips to keep quiet. You kept running through your head on what flipped a switch within your boyfriend to behave like this, usually, he’s so sweet and caring even during sex, but right now? His eyes filled with lust and his movements filled with desperation. 

And desperate Yeonjun was. 

He’s had his suspicions for a while now that Soobin had a small crush on you. The moment Yeonjun picked up on it he was pissed. Pissed like a dog who was fixing to get bone taken from him and ready to bite and bark at anyone who looked at it for too long. 

You were his bone. He was so possessive and obsessed with you that it actually drove him crazy. Wanting to fight anyone who looked at you or even in your general direction. 

Yeonjun did nothing about it at first when he caught on to Soobin’s little crush. Trying to not make a scene or act out in any way that could cause problems within the group. That’s the last thing Yeonjun wanted. 

But earlier today his suspicions were true and real. Yeonjun wasn’t crazy like he thought he may have been. 

He caught Soobin checking your ass out as you bent down to the floor to pick up the plastic cup you dropped from the cabinet. Yeonjun knew Soobin purposely didn’t help you grab it from the top shelf, watching as he took a step back to stare at your ass as you reached on your tiptoes for the cup. Then followed your ass to the tile floor as you bent down to pick it up. 

What made it worse was the laugh and teasing Soobin did after you picked up the cup and was now standing normally and facing him. 

The way Soobin fucked you with his eye burned a rage into Yeonjun that he didn’t know was possible. 

It burned so bad that Yeonjun waited until Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Huening Kai left the dorm to go shopping, waited for Soobin to sit in front of his computer to play Overwatch, and waited until those headphones slid onto his head. 

Soobin usually plays games with his door closed, but Yeonjun is sneaky. Tiptoeing carefully down the hall to crack open his bedroom door and quickly making his way to his bedroom, pulling you off his bed and into the living room. 

You were in a deep nap when Yeonjun woke you from your sleep, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as his hand slid down your panties and rubbed your heat until you were squirming and soaked. That’s when he pulled you from his bed and into the living room. 

You tried to protest as his lips connected to yours and his hands felt every inch of your body. “Junnie,” you said in between his aggressive kisses, “Soobin is still home.” 

And that’s how you ended up bent over the couch, Yeonjun hissing his warnings, “Don’t fucking move unless I tell you to. And keep his name out of your mouth.” 

You’ve seen your boyfriend jealous before, but never like this. Or at least to your knowledge. 

Yeonjun was a hard yandere, he knew it too. And always made it a point to keep it hidden from you, not wanting you to see his crazy side. But right now? He didn’t care. He had a point to make. 

But you kept quiet and unmoving, listening as Yeonjun’s jeans touched and scraped across the floor and away from him, his hands lifting your legs one by one to remove your panties and shorts from your ankles. 

His cold hands touched your ass ad he got down on his knees, spreading your cheeks apart, loving the lewd sounds your cunt made as the lips moved apart, seeing how dripping your cunt was. Yeonjun licked his lips before moving in, “Such a pretty pussy, all for me. All MINE.” 

You gasped at the feeling of his tongue flatting against your hole, gripping the couch cushions even tighter and holding back each moan you wanted to let out, not wanting Soobin to hear them. 

But that was Yeonjun’s plan. He wanted Soobin to hear. Want to get you moaning so loud Soobin would be able to hear it over his headset. 

He couldn’t tell you this though, you’d be against the whole plan and then pull him into his bedroom to fuck you. But no, oh no, he couldn’t have that. Yeonjun’s plan was just starting. 

He chuckled into your pussy, the vibrations sending chills up your entire body, “Junnieeee,” you softly moan. 

“Louder baby,” he said into your cunt, “Moan my name louder.” 

You couldn’t wrap your head around what had gotten into him, but let his name roll from your lips a bit louder than before. 

Yeonjun wasn’t satisfied though. He locked his tongue to your clit, sliding three fingers into your cunt. Knowing this would get you moaning louder. 

He flicked your clit with each stroke of his fingers moving in and out of you, your breathing became more uneven as you pant from the friction. Gasping out for the air to return back into your lungs that he was making escape. 

Even though Yeonjun wanted to prove who you belonged to, he couldn’t do it without making sure you were also being pleasured, your happiness came above everything else. It just so happened he was knocking two birds out with one stone. 

But you still weren’t moaning loud enough for him, your voice only going an octave higher each time he told you to go louder. 

Yeonjun released his lips from your cunt, standing back up to his feet and gripping your leg, and bending it over the top of the couch, making you completely spread out before him. 

“Fuck,” he hissed, rubbing the tip of his cock at your entrance, teasing you by sliding only the tip in and back out. Wanting to hear you beg for him. Wanting to hear your pretty voice say specific words as a way to reassure him. 

“Junnieee,” you pleaded, tilted your head back to look at him, “Please fuck me, wanna feel you.” 

Those were the exact words he needed to hear. What he wanted to hear. To hear his name. Not Soobin’s or any other males. But his and only his. 

You yelp out at the feeling of him pushing into you in such a fast motion, bottoming out as his tip kissed your cervix, “This pussy was made for me,” he groans, sliding all the way back out, then aggressively pushing back in, “For me and only me.” 

You bit your lips again, forcing on the grip your hands had on the couch to keep from moaning too loud. But your hard will was failing. You couldn’t keep that strength up, not when Yeonjun was pistoning his hips so hard and fast against your body, his hand on your thigh gripping as if his life depended on it. That the plush of your skin was the only way to save him. 

But Yeonjun was growing patient, he needed Soobin to hear you. Needed to hear how good he was fucking you. Needed Soobin to understand that you didn’t belong to him. 

Yeonjun gripped a handful of your hair, yanking and pulling you up against his chest, “Scream my name.” 

You didn’t get the chance to even part your lips before his hand was now clenching your jaw, his fingers prying open your mouth, “I said scream my name.”

So you did, moaning out his name in a chanting form in sync with his thrusts. 

Yeonjun’s eyes darted down the hallway, barely being able to see Soobin still at his desk. 

He gritted his teeth, mouth going to your ear, “Scream for Soobin.” 

Your eyes widened, heart nearly stopping, “W-what?” 

“You heard me,” he hisses, “Call for him. Now.” 

Yeonjun’s hand connected to your ass with a slap, you hissed and moaned out in pleasure from it, screaming out his name instead. 

“No, baby,” he whispers in your ear, biting the shell, “Call for Soobin, or else I won't let you cum.” 

You wanted to be bratty, but knew it would get you anywhere. Yeonjun thrust harder into you, holding his hips against your ass, his tip threatening to break the barrier of your cervix. 

So you called out for Soobin. Moaned out his name like your boyfriend asked you to. 

Yeonjun looked back at the door to Soobin’s room, watching as he lifted his hand to the left side of his headset, pushing the muff off his ear. Yeonjun smiled, he heard his name being called. 

“Again,” he breathes into your ear, “Do it again.” 

But this time, knowing Soobin would come rushing out, Yeonjun fucked into you like he would when no one else was around. Feeling the satisfaction once Soobin’s name left your lips for the final time. 

Yeonjun was getting lost in your pussy now, knowing his plan was coming to an end. 

He lifted his eyes from your back and to the hall, a smirk playing on his face seeing his leader standing there staring with wide eyes. 

“Finally,” Yeonjun chuckles, “About fucking time you showed up.” 

You lift your head to see Soobin standing at the entrance of the living room. Your heart feels like it actually stopped. 

“See this?” Yeonjun hissed in anger, pulling you up by your neck and close to his chest as he fucked into you even faster, “She’s mine. All mine. If I catch you looking at her like that again, it’s over for you.” 

Then it finally clicked in your head what Yeonjun was doing. You also knew Soobin had a small crush. But never addressed it to anyone. It was a small crush, it was harmless. Soobin respected you and your relationship with Yeonjun. He always had and always would no matter the feelings he felt towards you. 

Yeonjun knew deep down that it was harmless. That Soobin probably hated himself for even catching feelings for you when you didn’t belong to him. But that didn’t stop this from happening. Yeonjun needed to make it clear you were his. 

“That girl is mine,” Yeonjun hissed the final words, feeling relief that Soobin understood. 

He turned around quickly cursing under his breath, “I already knew she was yours you fucking dumbass.” Then the sound of his bedroom door slamming echoed throughout the whole dorm. 

Yeonjun bent you back over the top of the couch, his chest still connecting to your back as he pounded into you. But not with aggression like before. It was not filled with love and passion, he was finally back to the Yeonjun you knew of him. Or well, the sweet non yandere side of him. 

“You’re mine, understand? No one else can have you.”

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[gallavichsreddie1128]

I Fucked Your Wife (Hannibal Lecter)

Description: Will's Wife and Hannibal do the unspeakable while he's in prison.

Warnings: Smut, Cheating

Word Count: 2,574k

I made a Will version of this if you're interested:

She loved Will, she really did. She’s loved him since they were kids. She couldn’t imagine life without him. They’ve been through everything together, the worst and the best. They were what people considered Soulmates. When Will started having these bad dreams and woke up in a pile of sweat she was there beside him to comfort him. She always told him that his job was too much at times but he never listened. The man needed a break but could never get one. When Hannibal came along all these things started getting worse. It was like Hannibal was making Will’s dreams and visions worse. He was a physiatrist but Y/N felt like he didn’t do much helping. She saw the way Hannibal talked to him and it sickened her. This was no good man. She never missed the way Hannibal’s eyes would travel down her body like he wanted to eat her, or the way he talked to her with seduction in his voice.

When she’d bring it up to Will he shrugged it off and told her that Hannibal also spoke to him like that and even looked at him like that. She felt that Will didn’t care. When he was arrested she couldn’t believe it. She grew up with this man, hell she even married him, there was no way he killed all those people. She thought it was Hannibal. But she seemed to be alone in this. With Will being behind bars she had nobody. She needed support but didn’t know where to go for it. The knock on the door startled her as the dogs began barking. She got up and opened the door to see the man she hated more than anything else. “I came to check up on you. I figured you needed it.” He said holding a bottle of wine. She shook her head. “I don’t need anything from you.” She told him and went to close the door but his foot stopped it. “This is a gift.” He said, giving her the wine. “If you ever need to talk please come and see me Y/N. I know this can’t be easy for you and nobody deserves to go through these things alone.” She thought about what he said. He was right. Nobody deserved to go through this alone.

As she drank the wine that he gave her she couldn’t help but wonder if maybe it would be best to talk to him. After all Will did but then look where that got him. She felt like Hannibal influenced Will and nobody wanted to believe that. It made her feel stupid when they found no evidence against him. All the evidence was on Will and that thought alone made her sick. It was then she decided that she would talk to Hannibal. 

They sat in his office in pure silence. She arrived 10 minutes ago and no words were spoken. She didn’t know what to say. She truly thought the man before her killed all these people but nothing backed it up. He looked at the woman and observed her and how she sat. She sat with one leg over the other and played with her fingernails. She looked up at him from time to time. “Well, is there anything you would like to talk about? I take it that’s why you came here.” He said. She shook her head and stopped playing with her nails. For the first time she looked up at him. “I don’t know why I'm here, Hannibal.” She said. “I mean I truly believe that you’re the one killing all these people but yet all the evidence is on my husband.” She tells him. “So you think I'm the Chesapeake Ripper?” He asked her. “I-I think you manipulated my husband and all his dark thoughts are because of you. If he did kill someone you helped him.” He stares at her as she tells him how she felt.

She was too smart for her own good. “So you think I'm a monster?” He asked. She nodded. “Will didn’t act like this until you came along. You may have everyone else fooled but not me.” It was laughable to him the way she talked. He could kill her right now and she knew that but yet had no fear. “I don’t believe Will did those killings.” He told her. “If he did he wasn’t aware of it anyways.” “You’re telling me that so I stop degrading you.” She says, shaking her head. “Y/N I don’t care what you think about me. That’s not why you came. You came because you know I’m right about not having to suffer alone.” “I don’t know why I'm here.” She tells him. “Do you love Will?” He asked her. “Yes.” She said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Do you truly believe he is innocent?” “He’s my husband he wouldn’t do that-” “That wasn’t the question. Do you think your husband is innocent?” She looked down at her lap. “I don’t know.” She whispered but he heard her. “Evidence suggests that he did. But I know him and he isn’t like that.” She says tears are forming in her eyes. “You may not know your husband like you think you do Y/N.” She looks at him with a glare. “He is my patient after all.” He states. “But you can’t tell me anything you guys have talked about.” She states like that comment was pointless. “No I can’t but you need to accept that you may be wrong about him.” She looked down again. He stands up and walks over to her. “I know it’s hard but I am here for you truly.” He said rubbing her shoulder.

She looked up at him with tears streaming down her face. For the first time ever she sees how handsome he is. He didn’t have a dark look in his eyes but pity. Maybe she was wrong about him and maybe she needed to accept that her husband killed those people. “Denial is very common in these cases.” She doesn’t say anything to him as she stands up. They’ve never been this close before. He tucked her hair behind her ear as she stared up at him unsure of everything. She clears her throat and excuses herself. He watches her leave his office and has the feeling it wouldn’t be the last time he’d see her. 

She tossed and turned trying to sleep. She hadn’t been able to sleep much since Will was arrested. She kept replaying everything Hannibal said to her as she tried to stop imagining him. He put some sort of spell on her and it was affecting her. After 20 minutes of non stop tossing and turning she shot up. She couldn’t stand it anymore and got out of bed. She looked for her shoes and put them on. She grabbed the car keys and left the house. She got in the car and left the house and drove to Hannibal’s.

She couldn’t believe she was doing this but had no choice. She was hoping the man was still up not thinking of how late it was. As she pulled up to his house she sat in the car for a moment and really thought. Was this about to happen? Did she really think that this would help her? She got out of the car and walked up to his house. She let out the heavy breath she was holding and knocked on his door. He opened it a minute later and saw Y/N looking very stressed at his door. She looked up at him and sighed. “I couldn’t sleep.” She tells him and he steps aside to let her in. 

He pours 2 glasses of wine and hands her one. She drinks it fast and sits in down. “Are you okay?” He asked her. She shook her head. “No I’m not. You-You were right.” She tells him. He looks at her and nods. “About Will?” He asked. “Everything. I mean I truly don’t know him if he killed those people. I guess I am in denial. And maybe I was wrong about you.” She says looking at him. He sets down the wine glass and walks closer to her. She steps closer to him and he cups her face. “You’re so beautiful.” He says and she sighs.

This wasn’t right. She loved Will but in this very moment she didn’t wanna think about him. He leaned down slowly and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. He lifted her body on the table as the kiss became heavier. Her hands laced through his hair pulling slightly as his lips left hers. He began kissing her neck, soft sucking and biting. She let out a shaking breath as he sucked on her sweet spot. Her hands traveled down to his shirt and pulled on it. He pulled away from her neck and took off the shirt. Her eyes widened at the sight. He had the perfect body. He was built and big. He saw the awe in her eyes as she stared at him. He lifted her head with his finger and kissed her again. This time her hands traveled all over his torso. He pulled away from the kiss to help her take her shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra given the time it was. He cupped her breasts and she threw her head back at the foreign feeling of his hands.

He pulled away to pull down his pants and boxers leaving him bare before her. She was too caught in staring at him and that startled her when he pushed her back on the table. She was now laying face up. He untied her Pj bottoms and pulled them back leaving her in nothing. She didn’t wear panties to bed either. He looked down at the sight of her bare pussy dripping all over his counter. “Hannibal please.” She begged as she bucked her hips looking for some sort of relief. He started playing with her clit with his thumb. She gasped out feeling his thick thumb mess with her. Her hips moving up. With each movement of her hips she moaned a beautiful loud moan that made him harder than he was before. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the pleasure. Her juices dripped and gushed out as he sped up his movement. “Hannibal.” She breathed out.

She reached down to grab his arm and keep it in place as she humped his hand. Her beautiful sounds got louder and her breathing turned to panting. She was close. He watched as she fucked herself and whined as her climax was right there. But he wanted her to cum all over cock. He pulled his hand away and she sighed and opened her eyes. He smirked and pulled her closer to him where they lined up. “The first time I make you cum will be on my cock, the second time will be on my face.” He tells her. He lines himself up with her entrance and pushes in. She gasps as he stretches her out. He was so much bigger than Will. She was so wet and tight. She felt perfect. His hips slowly moved in and out of her. She was moaning hard and he wasn’t even really fucking her yet. His hands placed on her hips and hers moving everywhere. “Hannibal faster.” She whined. He started slamming into her making her scream his name. Her noises didn’t stop and he let out a groan.

He watched as her body moved as he pounded into her hard. Her eyes closed and her hair spread around her like a halo. She felt herself get closer and closer as the pleasure became intense. She was screaming his name over and over as he fucked her so good. She cliched around him and he let out a “fuck.” his climax being close to. “Hannibal I wanna ride you. “ She gets out between moans and screams. The man stops his movements and switches places with her. He helps her onto the table and on him. She sinks down on him and whines. “Fuck you’re so big and deep.” She cries.

Her hips started thrusting and he had a death grip on her hips. She didn’t care as she felt too good. The sight of her bouncing on top of him was a sight he wouldn’t ever forget. For once in his life he was jealous that Will got to see this all the time. Her panting had little whines with them as she felt her climax building back up. He saw this and gripped her throat. “Are you gonna cum for me?” He asked her. She nodded and let out a screeching yes. “Cum for me.” He groaned.

She let out the loudest moan she was able to as she came. Her hips stuttered and he came as well with a groan. He watched as she rode her high. Her hips don’t stop moving as she moans softly now enjoying her orgasm.

His hand rubbed her cheek as she let out a little whimper and collapsed on him. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her. His hands rubbing her back as she calmed down from the best orgasm she’s ever had. “I told you that you’d be cumming on my face.” He said and she sat up. He pulled her hips to hover over his face. He pulled her down to where she was sitting on his face. He smelled her juices and his as they leaked out of her. His tongue lapped up her juices as she let out a moan at the feeling. His hands moved her hips over his face as he ate her pussy. She grabbed his hair and cried his name. Actual tears of pleasure streamed down her face. She’s never felt this good before and the noises she made told him that. He watched her as she humped his face and played with her boobs. Her breathing started to pick up again and she gasped as she felt her second orgasm approach her. “Ohhhh Hannibal.” She moaned loudly as she came all over his face. She was sobbing as she rode out her high. He lapped it up and she pulled away from the sensitivity “Holy shit.” She said and laughed.

She looked around and rubbed her face. “You really know how to please a woman.” She tells him and laughs. He smirks at that. “You’re a very noisy little thing.” He tells her. Her face becomes red with embarrassment. “I’m so sorry-” “Don’t apologize beautiful. It was hot. You’ve never came like that before, have you?” He asked her. She didn’t answer but the look on her face gave it away. Hannibal truly was the best fuck she’s ever had. 

Will’s face was red as he listened to the audio Hannibal played for him. His wife was making the nastiest most pornographic sounds ever. He listened with a straight face but the part that set his plan to kill Hannibal in stone was the aftermath. “You really know how to please a woman.” “It was hot. You’ve never came like that before. Have you?” The silence was loud to him and he wouldn’t stop at nothing to put Hannibal in the ground.       

#hannibal #hannibal lecter #hannibal nbc #mads mikkelsen #hannibal x reader #Hannibal lector x reader #hannibal smut #hannibal imagine #will graham #hugh dancy #mads mikklesen x reader

[hoaxriot]

DOG IN MY BED

pairings. sirius black x fem!reader

synopsis. you fell asleep twisted in sirius’ arms but woke up with a dog.

sleep was easy when you fell asleep in sirius bed, it was most time when you and your friends had a long night bringing the fun into their dorm. it was normal to all the boys, they didn’t care because you became one of them.

you were sound asleep, it was almost eleven in the morning but it was the weekend and the five of you didn’t go to sleep until late. so when you woke up a little and saw the time you close you eyes again until you felt something cuddled around your head. squinting your eye open a little not seeing sirius not there, confused about what was over your head.

slowly lifting your head to see a black dog, you stared at it for a second before it opened it’s eyes making you jump up with a loud yelp waking up the other boys.

“ah! what the fuck!?” james jumped up in his bed almost falling off to your yelling as you grabbed the pillow you were laying on— and now the dog, to your chest standing up on the bed pointing at the dog.

looking around the dorm to see all of them staring at you, “why is there a random dog- in sirius bed? wh-what?” remus sat up all the way fully waking up from your yelling, peter was slowly sitting up rubbing his eyes, and james was fully sat up staring between you and the dog.

finally looking back at the dog, he was sat up wagging his tail as he looked at you. he was oddly comfortable around you in your opinion but you were too freaked out. you loved dogs but this was weird, and where the hell was your boyfriend?

“um.. see— remus!” james started to explain before freaking out, sirius hadn’t explained to you about his situation since it would lead to explaining about remus and he wasn’t comfortable with that yet even though remus adored you as a friend it was still hard to explain.

“james!” the said werewolf yelled back at the potter boy nervously, “peter!” he yelled at the only boy left who was watching the situation in silence. he looked at remus with wide eyes before looking back at you.

“nuh-uh! i’m not going to tell her.” he says making you even more confused as you still stood on sirius’ bed, “tell me what?!” you yelled at peter who shrunk back onto his bed, not receiving an answer you jumped off the bed at the end looking at the other two boys.

“james? remus? hello! why is there a dog on my bed? and where the bloody hell is sirius?!” question them as you looked at them before looking back at the dog who started to walk towards you.

looking back at james who started to speak, “that’s sir—“ a bark cut james off, the dog started to bark more causing to you furrow your eyebrows. was he just about to say sirius? the dog jumped down from the bed making his way to james who jumped up on his bed holding his arm out, remus stood up, peter let out a small gasp.

“oi! stay back, i didn’t do anything!” he yelled at the dog making you even more confused. “hey! stop!” the dog didn’t, he jumped on james’ bed continuously barking loudly.

“hey!” you yelled stopping the dog and james, they both froze and turned to you. the dog started wagging his tail as james slowly got off the bed and ran to you with a freighting face.

you laughed lightly as he stood beside you, “now you’re scared of the dog? you love animals.” he nodded quickly before speaking, “yeah but thatssiriusandidontwanthimtobitme!” he spoke quickly then letting out a loud breath.

you froze— everyone froze at his words. your mouth opened but nothing came out. james eyes widened as he realized what he said slowly turning to the other two boys who stared at him with shocked faces.

a loud bark came from the dog making you turn towards the said dog, “wh-what? that’s sirius… no way.” finally breaking your silence james turn towards you then the dog who was now transforming back to your boyfriend.

your boyfriend. black dog. your boyfriend was just a dog. sirius is a dog?

“hey…” he spoke quietly as he waved his hand, james looked to remus who was signaling them to leave which they did as you and sirius stared at each other.

“you’re a dog?”

“yep.”

“a dog.”

“yes… darling, are you okay?” he laughed lightly as you looked him up and down multiple times with a open mouth, shocked.

“y-yep! just um— i’ve got a few questions.” you had way more than a few, so that’s why it was an hour later and sirius was sitting in front of you answering another question.

the first couple questions were expected, then you went to the bathroom and came out asking more.

the other three boys were sitting in the common room, after an hour they got worried but no yelling was heard so they made their way up.

you felt like you could faint that all of them were an amiagus, but remus wasn’t, he had lycanthropy. he turned into a werewolf every month, you never knew. you obviously noticed when you couldn’t hangout one night every month and remus felt ‘sick’ almost every month around the same time.

you felt so bad tears brimmed your eyes, there was no cure for him. he would have to deal with that for the rest of his life. he noticed the tears and felt bad, he didn’t know what to do. sirius rubbed your leg in comfort until you stood up and made your way to remus and told him to stand up.

he was scared you were upset with him— or worst of all afraid, especially when he saw the tears fall down his face but you weren’t, he knew that you wrapped your arms around him.

remus lupin hadn’t felt so comforted by someone in so long, yeah the boys did that but not like this. he couldn’t hold back the tears that started to fall out of his eyes, you stood there and held him as he let out the emotions of what he felt.

you both heard a sniffle from behind you, the two of you slowly parted turning to james who was crying trying to rub his tears away.

“james.” both of you laughed at him, but you were both still crying, “i’m sorry!” remus and you looked at each other before grabbing james and hugging him.

“group hug!” sirius yelled grabbing peter and wrapping his arms around all of you. you laughed into james shoulder.

after that, all of you decided to spend the rest of the day at hogsmeade. so all of you got ready and were now walking there.

you and sirius were walking behind them as he has his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he watched james and peter running after each other in circles.

“i love you, y’know?” he leaned down to whisper to you even though no one was around, you smiled up at him. “no one’s ever done that for him, cared for him like that besides us. he beats himself up about it. it was sweet to see you like that.” he stopped both of you to look at you, he stood in front of you. you were short, he was tall so you had to look up at him.

“remus doesn’t deserve what happened to him so he should have someone hug him once and a while. i obviously don’t know what it’s like but i know that lycanthropy is hard— especially as a kid,” you look ahead to see remus smiling at peter and james, admiring his friends, “no one should go through that especially remus.” you explained even though sirius understood everything having to watch remus go through it every month, it was nice to see you like this.

you tended to care a lot about people, even if you barely knew that and sirius couldn’t admire you more for it. he couldn’t say more so he leaned down grabbing the side of you face to capture your lips.

the kiss was sweet, you could taste the tea he had drunk as you got ready. he could taste the sweets you had eaten, he kissed your lips gently.

“oi! stop snogging, we’ve got things to do!” james yelled out making you and sirius laugh pulling away to lean his forehead on yours. he grabbed your hand and started to pull you towards the group.

you caught remus’s eyes who smiled at the two of you, glad that sirius has found someone to balance him but who could enjoy things that did. especially someone who got along with the rest of them.

#marauders #sirius black #marauder era #remus lupin #james potter #peter pettigrew #sirius black x you #sirius black x female reader #sirius black x y/n #sirius black x oc

[captainmalewriter]

I was walking down the street near my apartment in Brooklyn when I spotted the pink capsule laying in the street.

Normally, I wouldn’t care about something like that, but for some reason I found myself drawn to it… 

Congratulations, you found my missing pink capsule! Here's what happened when you found it...

It was an ordinary day like any other. You woke up, you had breakfast, and you took care of any chores/errands you needed to do. By the time the clock struck 12 in the afternoon, you found yourself bored with nothing else to do. That was when you decided to go out for a little walk around your neighborhood. 

As you walked down the street, you noticed an unusually large, pink toy capsule just sitting on the pavement. You paused momentarily as you walked by it. It was unopened, although you could tell it was probably worth no more than a dollar. Normally, you would’ve just ignored it and kept going about your day. However, considering how bored you were, you decided to just take the oversized capsule for yourself. After all, what was the harm in having a little childish fun? 

You finished your afternoon walk and went back inside your apartment with the pink capsule in hand. Once inside the safety of your home, you made yourself comfortable and hopped onto your bed. You looked over the capsule one more time before opening it. Given how cheap the plastic looked, you hoped that the toy inside was at least cool enough to keep as a desk decoration. With that hope in mind, you ripped off the plastic safety seal and popped open the capsule. You were expecting some type of miniature toy like a race car or even maybe some stickers. Which was why you were extra surprised when you found a jockstrap sitting inside!

It took a moment for the initial shock to wear off. Out of all the things that could’ve been inside this pink toy capsule, a black and white jockstrap was probably the last thing you expected to find! You noticed the jockstrap had a thin line of plastic wrapped around it, indicating that it was brand new. But despite knowing it wasn’t a used jockstrap, you still hesitated in taking it out of its capsule. You took the jockstrap out carefully and took off the safety plastic. You then laid it out in front of you on your bed. It seemed to be of a pretty good quality, though you weren’t a jockstrap expert so you weren’t too sure. Regardless, you had no intention of wearing a jockstrap anytime soon. You couldn’t even if you wanted to, it was one size too small for you. You decided it’d be best to just throw it away.

You rolled off your bed. The moment your feet hit the ground, you felt something hitting you on the back. You quickly turned around but saw nothing out of the ordinary. The only noteworthy thing you saw was that the jockstrap was on the ground. You had no idea how it got there. Perhaps a strong breeze? You weren’t sure, but you knew you had to get rid of it quickly. You bent over to pick it up. But just as you were about to grab it, the jockstrap perched up and snarled at you like a mad dog! 

The jockstrap suddenly coming to life caught you off guard. Its barking caused you to fall onto your ass. The jockstrap was crawling towards you. In a state of panic, you tried to scoot away from it while using your legs to try to kick it away. But it was no use. The jockstrap was quickly closing the distance between you two. Your back hit a nearby wall. You were cornered. 

You braced yourself for whatever the jockstrap was plotting as it got closer and closer. Then, the jockstrap jumped up and opened itself up nice and wide. First it swerved down as it put itself on around your ankles. It then swerved back up as it flew up your legs. As expected, it was too small for you. You winced as the tight front pocket positioned itself right on top of your junk while the ass straps snapped in place on your rear. All the while your body began transforming to what the jockstrap wanted your body to be. A curly handlebar mustache sprouted out of your once smooth face. You rapidly lost weight and body mass until you had the physique of a twink. It became clear that even if you didn’t want to wear the jockstrap, the jockstrap wanted to wear you.

Once the jockstrap forced itself on you, it forced your body to stand up. Then, using your arms, it tore off all of your clothes until you had nothing except the jockstrap and socks on. 

“Ahhh… Much better!” you said out loud. You then got on your bed again, just as the jockstrap commanded you to.

You had lost control over your own body. Whatever the jockstrap wanted, you had no choice but to obey its commands. But as you rested on your bed, you noticed you weren’t being forced to move around anymore. An idea hit you then. While the jockstrap wasn’t moving around with your body, you figured you might be able to overpower it just long enough to take it off. You weren’t sure if it was going to work, but you had to give it a chance. 

You waited a couple of moments before executing your plan. If it was going to work, you needed to be quick— even quicker than the jockstrap! 

You mentally counted down from three, then went straight for the waistband! But unfortunately, the moment you laid your hands on the elastic waistband, the jockstrap took full control over your body again. Following the jockstrap’s command, you laid down on your bed. Then, one of your hands went up to your nipple and began rubbing it, occasionally pinching the tip until it got hard. Your other hand went further down your waist and cupped your dick. You then began massaging your dick through the fabric of the front pocket, causing it to slowly but surely reach full mast. Despite your efforts to try to suppress how much pleasure you were feeling, a couple of moans escaped your lips anyway as you fondled yourself. 

You then flipped over on your stomach. You raised your hands then swung them back down onto your ass, causing a loud smack and an even louder moan to reverberate throughout your apartment. Each hand grabbed an ass cheek and thoroughly massaged it like a baker kneading bread. You threw your face down onto your pillow as the jockstrap had its way with your ass. You had to admit it, the jockstrap knew its way to pleasure a body! Suddenly you found yourself begging for more from the jockstrap you were wearing.

As your hands fondled your ass, you felt a strange feeling start spreading around your derriere. It was warm, and it made you arch your back and start shaking your ass. The more you shook your ass, the heavier it felt. It was as if your ass was taking on extra mass! You knew this was true since you kept shaking your ass, but now your cheeks clapped together every time you swung your hips. Your ass kept growing and growing in size until you had a proper bubble butt to fill out the jockstrap. Your new fat ass was big and plump, enough so you could grab a handful of ass and still not be able to hold it all! 

Once the jockstrap was finally done transforming you, you laid back down onto your stomach. All that body transformation and stimulation really caused you to work up a sweat! But besides that, it also gave you an incredible craving to get dicked down. After all, what good was a twink with a fat ass like yours if you didn’t put it to work? And with the new jockstrap you recently got from a prize capsule, you were surely ready to strut your trunk and put it to good use.

Hope you enjoy the new body prize you won from finding my lost capsule!

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[liliesdiary]

I Bet She Bangs Like A Fairy On Acid

Daryl Dixon x River Nymphe

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She bangs like a fairy on acid | Elita

<3 : @versatilehater @angelynn-nicole @silk-spun @taylormarieee @ethical-cain-vinnel @weasleys-babygh0rl @theoraekenslover @numberonecolorobservation

“In the forest there's a fairy, she waits for me. She tells me if I hurry, my dreams will come true. She tells me she wants it, so I started to kiss her lips. Milk and honey drips.”

The trees of the forest danced as the man sat by the river, the sounds of their movements along with the movement of the river sounded like instruments to a song. The exhausted man sat on a log as he closed his eyes, enjoying the song. He sighed as he rested on the log next to his dog, he wanted nothing more than to find his brother.

Then there was a sweet voice that was as smooth as silk that interrupted his thoughts. A voice that would soothe the most miserable creatures. The soft and alluring voice sang a tune that was like no other. His dog barked at the voice but didn't know where it was coming from. It sounded so haunting yet so magical. Daryl couldn't believe his ears, he looked around the forest to see where the haunting voice came from but he saw no one.

She hummed a tune that was carved deep inside of his mind, he was hypnotized. Her singing blended in with the trees rustling along the wind and the sounds of the river.

It was getting dark as Daryl relentlessly looked for the maiden yet Daryl and his dog couldn't find her. Her voice got more loud as the hours passed by, the darker it got the more haunting her voice became. Daryl started to feel hazy, almost high. He stumbled out of the forest and ran back to his small cabin he was temporarily staying at.

He panted as he shut the cabin door behind him, his heart was beating so fast. He sat on his bed and listened to the voice as he drifted on to sleep. The song traveled its way to his dreams and haunted him. When he woke up the voice stopped yet it echoed in his mind. He spent days looking for her, there was nothing else on his mind but the maiden’s voice.

The days passed and he was sitting by the same river again. He was resting his eyes as he heard dog bark and leave his side, he looked up and saw dog running up to a maiden. Daryl was startled by the maiden, not only by her presence but she was also naked. She had long beautiful hair and hypnotizing eyes that made his heart stop beating. Daryl hesitated to speak, unsure of what to say first. He gave her a tiny wave, ”What’s yer name?”

The maiden didn't speak, she only played with his dog and didn't look up . Daryl tried again, “Were you the one singing these past few days?”

The maiden was silent for a bit, she broke the silence, “Yes, you look lonely. I wanted to sing you a tune.”

Daryl looked down for a second and blushed at her voice, it sounded like honey. He tried to not look at her bare body but he couldn't help but catch himself staring at her breasts. He wanted to caress them so badly.

He lowered his head and whispered, “I like yer voice, it's nice...”

The maiden smiled and walked closer to the blushing man, “did my voice soothe you?”

Daryl blushed at the maiden, her bare body so close to his. “Mhm.”

The maiden smiled and slowly raised her hands to his dirty cheek. He tried to look away from her haunting eyes but they were so alluring. She caressed his face and hummed softly. It was a short yet enhancing tube that made Daryl soften. His eyes teared up and her affection.

“something else is haunting you, I can fix that.”

Daryl looked into her eyes, “I’m looking for my brother, we never found the body. I've been looking for him ever since, it's been haunting me.”

The maiden raised her face to his level, her soft lips so close to his. “I know how to bring him back, if you come with me all of your dreams will come true.”

Daryl's eyes softened and he moved closer, “How do we bring him back?”

The maiden touched his hands and brought his calloused hands to her soft cheek. “kiss me.”

Daryl hesitated, he looked at her soft milky lips. He touched her lips with his thumb, hypnotized by them. He then pulled her into a deep kiss. Her lips tasted like milk and honey, he moaned at the taste. The forest and the river sang as the maiden kissed his calloused lips.

He then started to take off his clothes, he was hypnotized by her. They continue to kiss and end up on the soft grass, his hands roamed all over her silk body. Her moans were so soft and small, he kissed her small breasts and looked up at her face.

She smiled at him and looked to her right, there was a mushroom. She ripped it out and raised it to her mouth. She took a bite and raised it to his mouth, “take a bite…”

He listened without a thought and took a small bite, he swallowed the bitter taste. The maiden smiled and continued to kiss him as they laid in the soil. He closed his eyes and savored the taste of her lips.

Then all of a sudden, he hears her voice echo in his head. Petals start to melt off her skin. He started to spin. His eyes widened and tried to escape her grasp but she wouldn't let go.

Then he woke up. Her voice still haunting his mind as he panted in his bed. He shook his head and fell in a daze, her voice echoed in his mind and haunted him. He wondered if it was all a nightmare and tried to forget about it but then he looked to his right and saw the same mushroom that was half bitten..

She was haunting him.

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[bloodhoundluke]

lucky ❦ luke hemmings

pairing: luke hemmings x partner! reader

description: there's nothing more annoying than being sick, but thankfully luke is there to make you feel better. this was requested with the prompt #8 "i'll kiss away the pain, baby" from my prompt list. warnings: lots of pet names and FLUFF. and a few curse words. word count: 1,1k. a/n: hey there friends! 🌟 sooooo i finished this instead of doing my uni work, oopsie... and this is my first sickfic, so i hope it's okay! it's short-ish but hopefully you'll like it anyway. i really need a luke to comfort me the next time i'm sick 😥 i'll see u again 🧡

You were never sick. Well, maybe never was a bit of a reach. Once in a while you caught the flu, but this time it was different. Your head was burning and you couldn’t see properly. Fever. 

Thank god the front door opened and Petunia wiggled to the entryway without barking. It meant one thing. Luke was home. You heard him place his keys on the hallway table and take his shoes and jacket off. You squinted your eyes and groaned. Damn, you loved that man, but could he be quieter?

“What’s going on here bubs?” Luke curiously asked as he sat next to you on the living room couch. You had been laying there since the morning. Ever since you had wished a good studio session to him and he went to do what he did best, being creative. 

“Shhh, be more quiet baby”, you whispered as you adjusted your blanket over your legs. 

“Oh, shoot, sorry…are you okay?”, his tone changed and his sweet, quiet words echoed through your head. You shook your head no. 

“Oh no….Do I need to get you anything? Painkillers? Water? We’ve got your favorite lemonade in the freezer if you’d like”. One thing about Luke was that he took the caretaker role naturally. And a bit too serious at times, but you loved him for it. Before him, you didn’t even know men like him existed. 

“Lemonade, please”, you whispered. “Okay, I’ll be here in a sec”, he kissed your temple softly and you closed your eyes.

—❦

You woke up to the sound of Petunia barking and Luke cursing the dog off. “Shh, mama’s not well”. You felt Luke’s body next to yours and opened your eyes just to see him looking at you with his worrisome eyes. 

“Hey”, your throat was sore. “What time is it?”.

“It’s 6pm. Didn’t want to wake you up, princess”.

“It’s okay. Am starving. Can we order something?”.

“Of course”. So you ordered some cauliflower soup, ate it whilst watching your comfort tv show and went back to cuddling with Luke on the couch.

“Are you feelin’ any better?”.

“Not really”, you sighed.

“I’ll kiss away the pain, baby”, he peppered light kisses to your cheek, jawline and lastly, your lips. You moved your lips against his, feeling some sort of guilty conscience.

“You do realize you have a chance of gettin’ sick too?”.

“Yes”, Luke looked at you with admiring eyes and a smile that could make even the coldest of hearts melt.

“You’re being reckless”, your voice was hoarse, and a giggle escaped your lips.

“I don’t mind bein’ reckless when it’s with you”, he kissed you again. And just like all of those times before, he was able to capture your heart with a single comment.

“Lemonade?”, he asked and reached for the glass on the coffee table. “Please”, you murmured. After finishing the glass of lemonade, Luke kindly placed it on the table. “Do you want anything else?”, he placed his arm around you. You shuffled closer to him and placed your head on the crook of Luke’s soft neck. “No, this is perfect”.

“Good”, he murmured and caressed your hair.

Luke adjusted the blankets covering your body and fixated his eyes on the tv. And so did you until your eyes couldn’t stay open anymore. So you dozed off again, with Luke softly humming next to you.

"We could leave the Christmas lights up ‘til January And this is our place, we make the rules And there’s a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear…"

—❦

You woke up again, this time to Luke’s phone ringing. With your eyebrows frowned, you looked at Luke. He mumbled a ‘sorry’ and gave a peck on your hairline. Carefully, he got up from the couch and exited the room. You reached out for your phone on the coffee table. You watched some TikToks on low volume whilst you were petting Petunia, who had been sleeping on the couch for the whole evening. The pupper snuggled closer to you and you placed the phone away, holding her in your arms.

“I see my place has been taken”, Luke entered the living room with an entertained smile plastered on his lips. “That’s what you get when you leave my side”, you pouted.

“Am sorry, baby. It was Michael. He needed an opinion on something. Work stuff. Boring. And he wished you a quick recovery”. You thanked him, and motioned Petunia to move. The dog hopped off lazily from the couch. 

“How’s the head?”.

“It’s okay. I am okay. I’mma go to bed”, you gave Luke a tired smile and stood up with the blankets hovering over your body. You began to walk, but your head started to feel dizzy. So you stopped in your tracks and Luke walked closer to you. 

“You don’t seem okay”, he stood in front of you and placed his hands against the sides of your face.

“Maybe I exaggerated”, you admitted. “Let’s get you to bed then”, he detached his hands, picked you up in his arms and carried you over to your shared bedroom. He dropped you to the side of the bed, lifting the comforter and you got under the covers. You mumbled him a ‘thank you’ and Luke answered with a sympathetic gaze. You studied him, the man of your dreams, and a thankful smile crept upon your face. He stripped off his day clothes, and shuffled next to you. Petunia came into the room with a grunt and waited for either Luke or you to pick her up. 

“Geez, Tunes, will you ever learn?” Luke chuckled, got up from the bed and bent down to pet the dog. He picked her up, and placed the pupper at the foot of the bed. Luke reclaimed his place next to you. “We need to get her the dog stairs”, you insinuated, to which Luke responded with a ‘definitely’. You snuggled into his chest and could feel his steady breathing on your face. He wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin against your head.

“How did I get so lucky with you?”, you hummed and could hear the tempting sound of the dreamworld calling you.

“I am the one who got lucky here, love”, Luke peppered tender kisses on your hair.

“I’ll take care of you if you get sick because of me”, you promised him.

“But what if you are still sick?”, he pecked your head, and tightened his embrace around you.

“Then we might be fucked”.

“Nah, we won’t be. At least we’d still have each other”, he pointed out. You smiled as you closed your eyes. Despite the burning head and sore throat, this was everything you wanted: Luke’s fingers running through your hair and Petunia snoring in the background all while you were falling asleep.

© 2023 bloodhoundluke.

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[shawol-poser]

Replay (The 'KEY' x reader insert Anthology) Teaser

Disclaimer:I own nothing but my writing. I write with the idol's on screen persona in mind, which should be considered separate from the idol's real persona. This is by no means canon (obviously), should not be treated as such, and should not be seen as a representation of any of the people featured in this work. If enough people request it, a separate work will be published with alternative pronouns.

Pairing: Kim Kibum x Fem! Makeup Artist! Ex-classmate! reader

Summary: A collection of, "Kim Kibum x Makeup Artist! Ex-classmate! reader" one shots as told through various times the reader is mentioned in different variety shows that "SHINee's KEY" has been featured in!!

Replay, Track 1

Replay, Track 2

"Yah, this is amazing!" Minho chuckled out as he kept staring at his phone. The images and videos of Key in various states of drunkenness amusing him.

"Your dog seems like he's drunk too-" The comment elicits a new wave of laughter to the already comical sight in front of them.

"He's angry because he couldn't sleep until late." Key says apologetically as he focuses back on the screen of MBC's 'I Live Alone.'

Minho being featured on the current episode of the show meant that only chaos would ensue. Known as, “The Tom and Jerry of the Kpop world,” they woke up with monstrous hangovers that seemed to immediately kickstart their bickering as Key's house guest was denied water after asking so nicely.

The two ended up calming down from their laughing fit as they tried to catch their breath. The heat and head rush from dehydration and the remaining alcohol in their bloodstream made it hard for them to get up as they giggled at the contents of the other's phone. "We should clean up first." Getting up, the camera pans to Minho as he peeked at the mess on the dining table and looked back at his bandmate, whom was still lying down. "This is serious, what should we do?" He looks again, but sees the other only closing their eyes tighter in frustration. Wanting to block out his noisy guest.

Narae grimaces in understanding. "Ugh, that must be when you feel the most nauseous. When cleaning up after drinking." Various noises in agreement were made, sympathising with the seemingly universal struggle.

The camera then pans to the entrance of Key's unit. The beeping of buttons and the rustling of plastic getting louder as the new face opened the door and entered. A seemingly full plastic bag in hand.

"Oh? It's a woman?" Narae looks back and forth to her side and to the footage.

A graphic of, "SHINee KEY's Mystery Guest?" appears on screen as the person in question continued moving. Comme Des and Garcon jumped and barked to catch her attentions as she did. The sound caused the two bachelors to see where the sound was coming from where they were.

The masked figure takes off their shoes with a grunt and makes their way to the living room, approaching with confident steps as they peer down into the plastic. "Hey, Kibum-ah. I'm going to--" The guest begins, but stops themselves as they raised their head to see not one, but two SHINee members now looking at them. Plastic still in hand as the duo looked at her.

The camera freezes to show two angles as it shows the reaction of the new guest and the two idols. A split screen appearing with cartoon graphics of question marks were on either side, building up light-hearted suspense.

"I - Is this your secret girlfriend? She looked very comfortable coming in." The entertainer pushes, a shocked expression on her face. Head again moving to gauge the reactions of her costars.

Key appears alone on screen as a part of the solo documentary interview. The question being prompted on the screen as he looked at the interviewer earnestly. "Ah..." He began, eyes looking elsewhere as he pauses and thinks carefully. "Y/n, is her name."

The screen then resumes the playback of the duo's reaction to the masked figure. The woman stills before slowly backing away while still facing them with a stone face, almost as if to exit.

"Yah, Y/n-ah? Why are you here?" Minho's naturally wide eyes only seemed to get wider as he appraised the new guest.

"Minho knows her too?!" Hyunmoo eventually joins in as his curiosity has been piqued.

Key laughs silently as he watches the screen, wondering what direction the editing crew wanted to push this episode in. So far, he thinks, it was at least somewhat good for television.

He hopes for an even better reaction later though.

The woman sighs, deciding to just go along with them despite the unexpected guest, and approaches them.

“You guys look so pitiful. Here," The woman moved to hand over two bottles of cold water from the plastic bag. One to Minho, whose eyes were still wide in wonder as he looked at the bottle, and one to Key, whose glare only seemed to worsen. Her eyebrows furrowing in deep thought at the face he’s pulling.

Minho's satisfied sigh is heard in the background, a groaned out "thank you" that was edited to be a lot quieter was heard, as she reached the shorter-haired male. The two stared each other down. Gaze hardening, as if daring the other to say anything, before Key reached for the water in her outstretched hand. He was stopped however when Y/n clicked her tongue in irritation. Taking off her mask with her other hand. "Kibum-ah,…your face is so puffy." She comments. Faux disgust makes itself known in her voice and on her faces, which only causes Key's earlier exasperation to worsen.

The guests of the show all break out into laughter at the woman's blunt words and Key's reaction. Not expecting this mystery character to be so upfront with the celebrity.

The unmasked woman is then shown on screen, being interviewed solo. A polite smile on her face as she greets the camera respectfully.

"Hello everyone! Today, I'm SHINee KEY's makeup artist; Y/n. Nice to meet you." Lowering her head and lifting it up to look around, graphics were included to show the personality that radiated from her.

"Makeup artist??" Narae exclaims, disbelief clearly shone on her face.

"Right, she's been with us from the beginning." Key reveals, regarding her and the other guests as he nods along.

The screen then showed a montage of various pictures from SHINee's debut days that were taken from some of the members' old social media accounts. The idol at the MBC headquarters laughing in shock at almost not recognising himself from how young and different he looked. How everyone looked.

But what the other guests were surprised to see were two pictures that seemed to be taken before the group's debut. Perhaps even before their trainee days, the images staying on screen for a longer duration.

Two pictures of SHINee's KEY with their makeup artist. One in a class picture, and the other at a competition.

"You were classmates?!"

Key could only cackle loudly at the shock of his co-stars.

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Feel free to comment what you think, send in ideas for the next possible anthology entry, or like and reblog!! I hope to see more content from SHINee x reader content, and I hope this helps get a wave forming soon lol

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[petrichor-idyllic]

Hi! I'm nervous this is my first requests and you have already so many Minhoxreader so if you don't want to don't do it! but I was wondering if you could do a scenario with a more calm, mother like reader rather than the usual spice and fighting one? (Although those are really good too!) where Minho has a big crush and the others like to tease bc reader is dense. I really like how you portray everyone so thank you so much in advance! Hope you have a great day 💕

I am honoured to be your first request- don't be nervous, I will try my best to give you what you want :))

With some recent attempts, I am realising that I clearly have a character type that I write lol, so these type of asks allow me to add some variety.

Also, I am assuming that this is fem!reader because you used the word "mother" instead of "parent", though if I'm wrong let me know and I will change this to be a gender neutral reader.

BLIND EYE

MASTERLIST | MINHO MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: See above. Fem!Reader x Minho. Takes place before the arrival of Thomas. More movie based.

You were the first Glader to arrive in the Maze, and the only girl. With the help of Alby and Newt, you run the Glade. You take your job seriously and are the mother-figure of the Maze. Though, your business has led to complete oblivion on your end, especially when it comes to the Keeper of the Runners- who is desperately trying to get your attention.

WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, mild thirsting/simping from Minho, teenagers attempting to flirt.

You have the entire Glade under your thumb.

It wasn't by choice, more like circumstance above anything else, but you rose to the role.

The first month in the Glade was surreal. You didn't know anything; where you were, who you were, why you were there. It was just you and a dumb dog- you'd named the dog Buddy, but the future Gladers prefer to call him Bark.

Back then, the Glade was nothing more than an empty field. You left the safety on the first day, only to chicken out when you heard growling somewhere in the depths of the walls.

Fuck that.

You jumped out of your skin the first time the Doors closed. You thought at first you were trapped inside, but you quickly learnt that the Doors are your friends. They're keeping the Grievers out.

After a couple of days of laying in the grass and playing fetch, you ventured out again. And again. And again. You spent your nights building some, admittedly not very stable, structures after it rained one night, and the trees in the Deadhead didn't make for great shelter.

You'd figured out pretty quickly that this was a strange and elaborate punishment for one person. Maybe it was a dumb hope, but you woke up everyday, for thirty days, praying someone else would join you. Sure, you felt selfish, but you didn't want to live in fear in isolation anymore.

But you would, you could have- if you had to.

You learny in that long month, that you're a strong person- level headed, calm and smart.

But still when Alby popped up in the Glade, you were thrilled that you weren't on your own anymore, even if you were stuck with a panicked teenage boy.

Then Nick. Then Newt. Then Minho. Then Zart. Wiston. Gally. Jeff. Clint.

Boy, after boy came up and the dawning feeling that you were left in a sea of testosterone wasn't a problem you'd anticipated. Not only that- you were the captain of it. Of course, doing this on your own isn't an easy task, so, you enlisted Alby as your co-leader. And Newt as your second-in-command after you lost Nick.

The first year was rough. It took you forever to sort out roles and rules and how the place should be ran, but it took more trail and error than you wanted.

But eventually, with more boys and will power and all the time in the world, the Glade became a fully functioning mini-civilisation.

All because of you. And Alby, but mainly you.

He's a nice foil to you- sometimes aggressive, physically intimidating and willing to hurt people when necessary. He's not scared to enforce the consequences of breaking the rules.

By comparison, you come across as a more of a mother figure- nurturing and collected, helping Gladers with their problems and making sure things run smoothly.

You hand picked the Keepers yourself. Some more obvious than others, but your best decision by far was making Minho Keeper of the Runners.

He's perfect for the job. In the early days, you were in charge of the Maze- you had the most experience with it, after all. But Minho far exceeded your skills- fast, smart, observant and strong. He shows promise where the other Gladers lack it.

He's also the only Keeper you let pick his men. Anyone can garden or slaughter animals if they're up for it; you just dictate what they're best at. After all, you can do it all- you had to when you were on your own.

But Minho is better than you at Running. And you can see that, so why should you or Alby say otherwise?

Obviously, you get the final call. But you very rarely question his judgement. Even arguing and shutting down Alby when he does.

Maybe that's why Minho likes you. You hold him highly and with more respect than most. Obviously, it's not exactly unheard of for Gladers to have crushes on you. Minho is no different.

Well, except he kind of is.

Normally, the crushes die as fast as they start when they realise that you're busy and emotionally unavailable. But not Minho.

He's always been attracted to you- your stability and skills. You juxtapose his reckless actions and quick thinking with your deep consideration and calming atmosphere.

He'd watched boy after boy fail to impress you, when you're so naturally impressed by him that he doesn't even need to do anything. You respect him for what he does, and the feeling is mutual.

Though, you're a bit dense.

It's probably because you're always getting hit on, or maybe you're used to Minho's naturally flirty personality, but no matter how hard he tries to hint at something more, you remain oblivious.

In fact, you are the only person that has failed to notice that he's completely smitten with you.

"Earth to Minho," Newt clicks his fingers in front of his friends face, "anybody home?" Him, Minho, and Ben sit at one of the makeshift dining tables, all in a row.

Minho swats his hand away. "Shuck off, man."

"You could always just tell her, yanno, instead of staring at her like some kinda freak."

"Yeah," Ben chuckles, "and we need some entertainment- watching you get rejected could definitely provide that."

Newt leans around Minho to punch the boy in the arm. "Shut your bloody mouth, shank."

"What? She rejects everyone."

"Yeah, but she likes Minho."

"She does?" Minho sparks up, looking at Newt and raising an eyebrow.

"Well, not like-likes, I mean she might, but I just mean that she respects ya- you guys, yanno, get along, init."

Minho pulls his lips into a thin line. "Great, thanks, Newt- real eye-opening."

"Well, I'm just sayin'. If anyone has a shot with her, it's you, mate."

"What are you shanks talking about?" Minho just about jumps out of his skin when you approach. He didn't even see you leave his sight because he was too distracted by the conversation to even realise you'd snuck up behind them.

"Oh, uh, nothing," he tries to play it off.

"We were talking about you, actually," Minho shoots Ben a stern glare, only to get a wink in response.

"Oh, yeah?" Your tone is playfully and unassuming. "I'm nothing, am I?"

"No, that's not what-"

"Have you guys even eaten yet?" You blink at the empty table in front of them, immediately distracting yourself from whatever they were saying.

"Uh, no," Newt clears his throat, "we were waiting for the queue to die down a bit. But-"

"Well, I'll get you guys something to eat," you put your hands on Minho's shoulders, making him jump as Newt and Ben exchange a knowing look. "Can't have my best Runner going hungry now, can I?"

He looks up at you like you're the stars and the world combined. Like an old stray dog admiring it's owner whose given him everything and nothing could ever compare to what he's witnessing. You're so close and warm and your goal is always to support him. And the other Gladers of course, but he desperately wants to believe that it's him above all else.

And you haven't fucking noticed.

Again.

You walk away, making your way over to Frypan's Station and ignoring his complaints as you slip behind the counter, taking your time to make the dishes yourself.

"Dude," Newt scoffs. He's never been more entertained than watching Minho watch you. It's like seeing a whole other side to his friend. "You're shucked."

With Newt's, and Ben's (but mainly Newt's) advice, Minho had decided to pick up to hintsa and flirting. Except despite being naturally quick and witty, you make him nervous and stuttery.

And you're still oblivious.

"Hey, (Y/N), you look good today."

"Oh, thanks, Minho. Someone's in a good mood today."

But he keeps trying.

"Hey, do you wanna eat together later- feels like I barely see you."

"Oh, yeah, that'd be great; I'll get Alby to join us- we can discuss your progress on the Maze."

And again.

"New Greenie up today, you reckon you'll be able to take a break from baby sitting to have a drink with me?"

"Oh, yeah, maybe. If I'm not too busy. Oh! It might be a smart idea for you to tell the Greenies about the Maze- might help them understand a bit more- good idea!"

And again.

"Yo, Newt said you got some new clothes from the Box, haven't seen you in them yet- I bet you'll look great, as always."

"Pfft, shut up, man- they'll be the same as all the rags I normally wear."

And again.

"You know, I'm so happy to have you as a Leader. You're incredible at it; Alby should think himself lucky to have you helping him make choices."

"I'm only doing my job, the same as everyone here. You don't have to praise me for that."

And- well, you get the picture.

It's been months. Literally, months since he decided to up his game, and he's about to start ripping his hair out.

So, after returning from the Maze one night, he's had enough. He doesn't even bother going to the Map Room. He immediately asks where you are and marches over to your hut.

The knocking at your door startles you. You were simply changing your shirt after an incident helping the Slicers.

"Hey, (Y/N)? You in there?"

"Minho?" You pull your shirt over your head and grab the door in a hurry, opening it. "Is everything okay? Shouldn't you be-?"

"I need to talk to you," he blurts out, stunning you slightly.

"Right, okay. Yeah, of course, come in." You step aside and he he pulls his lips into a thin line, internally attempting to psyche himself up for what he's about to do.

He slips past you and you speak. "Do you want me to shut the door, so we can talk in private?"

"Uh, yeah, please."

"Okay," you nod, shutting it behind you and turning to face him. "What's going on?"

"I don't- shuck, okay, I just- I mean-"

Concern dances across your face, stepping towards him at his flustered state. "Is everything okay? You seem stressed; you know you can tell me anything, Minho. That's what I'm here for. Has something-?"

"I like you!" He snaps, throwing his hands up.

You blink, confused. "I, uh, like you, too? I mean, you're one of our best and you're very important here."

"No!" He groans, hands flying to his hair in frustration before he calms himself. "I don't mean... I mean I like-like you, like as in I think I might even be in love with you. A-and I've been trying for so long to hint at it, but you just- either you're ignoring it or you genuinely haven't noticed- but I have to know, okay? You can reject me and things can go back to normal, but I can't go on like this."

You stand in shock.

Okay, so, you may or may not have also developed a crush on him. Your higher affections towards him haven't been because you just thought he was great at his job, but because you do have stronger feelings towards him.

You're just busy and have created these rules for yourself to not date anyone. And since Minho has never flat out said it like most boys confessed to you- you have genuinely remained oblivious.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Minho asks, pulling you out of your trance. "Shuck, you're not saying anything. Shit. I'm sorry, let's uh, let's just forget this ever happened and-"

You step forward, catching him off-guard as he turns to face you more. "You like me?" Your voice is soft and almost gleeful as his eyes flicker to your lips.

He sighs. "Of course, I do. How could I not?"

You hover in front of him, feeling nervous for the first time since you came up in the Box. Your noses brush for a second before you have the courage to move in.

Pushing your lips against his, he kisses back immediately, his hands coming to your waist, pushing in the years of feelings he's been tormented with.

After a few seconds, you break.

"Take it you like me, too, then?"

You smile at him, giving a small smile before kissing him again.

Back again with more Minho whilst fighting through my illness. I've got a break off of work coming up so I should be able to write some more, so expect some more requests.

Hope you enjoyed :))

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[emilio-the-dumb-wrestler]

Sam’s pov

“It’s ok boy. You’ll get used to this” Spyke told Samuel as he knelt down beside him. “You’re going to enjoy all the dog stuff I’m sure. Or will once you get used to it.”

It all started when Samual made that Gypsie mad at the fair. He was walking by the adopt a pet station she was working at trying to get him to take one of the dogs. But he shooed her away telling her that he never wanted to own a flea bag fl ridden animal. She pointed at him and the green stone on her ring glowed a bright color “nunc permutem alterius forma. Canina quid eris!” Sam’s world seemed to shift to. Spin even. Everything went dark. The ex thing Sam knew he was in a crate. Every time he tried to speak nothing but barks came out. The gypsy just looked him and smiled. “ I’ll change you back if you are able to learn your lesson. You’ll have three days.” But when his own body woke up, confused on what was going on the gypsie told him, who he found was spyke, the dog he now inhabited , the same thing. Spyke spent some time sitting on the ground. Rubbing his bearded face before he ever looked at the crate where he was before. Tongue still hanging out and drool beginning to drip. Sam could stand what was going on. That dog would never be able to pass for him!

Spyke learned very fast to be a human. It was unreal how good he was at pretending to be a human even though he still had so many doglike characteristics. But it wasn’t fair! He was human !! What was even weirder is the night that he and spyke left the fair the other gypsys were all pointing and laughing ! As if they all somehow knew !!

Spykes pov

Spyke favorite time of day was when he got to take showers. He would lock Sam up in the cage and spend the next few hours in the bathroom exploring his new body. He was catching on quick how to be a human. And he loved every minute of it. And this body was so hairy. It felt like home. Looking down at his feet he giggled dumbly saying “look at my hairy paws bro!” He enjoyed lounging around in nothing but his underwear with hairy body on full display.

Sam would wonder and whine at him and he knew from this sounds that Sam was begging for his body back. The old woman said that it would take three days. At the end of the first day spyke already decided he was never going back to being a dog. But he didn’t want Sam to know that. He wanted Sam to have hope so he could rip it all away from him. So he began to tell Sam how he was working on getting the gypsy to swap them back. It made Sam wag his tail every time he said this. And on the third day he told Sam he was going to pay her a visit. And demand that they be swapped back! Sam barked in excited and even tried to dart out the door to tag along but spyke told him he couldn’t because he would just get in the way and make a scene. Soyke grabbed some things from the counter and left and for the first time sam was left outside of his cage. But and he laid down at the door staring at it. Waiting for spyke the change to be corrected.

When spyke got to the fair ground the gypsys all turned and watched. Making him feel self conscious. For the first time being s human he felt he was a pitiful dog walking with his tail tucked between his legs. When he got to the gypsys hut that swapped their bodies she looked at him and immediately said “Spyke! You’re back…and alone? Why?”

Soyke was nervous. He didn’t know if this would work. “We want to stay like this. Can you do that?” She laughed at the idea. She told him how she never intended this to be a permanent swap. She demanded proof since Sam wasn’t there. Spyke had been playing around with AI mods online. He showed her a video of him saying “Sam. I want to stay like this. In this body. I don’t want to be a dog. Is that ok? Bark for me if it’s ok.” And the video showed Sam barking. “And Sam you know this means you’ll be agreeing to be a dog for the rest of your life right? Bark for me if you agree.” And Sam could be seen barking happily with his tail wagging. “Ok Sam. This means you’re going to be spyke from now on. And I’ll be the real Sam. We are going to swap places for good. Isn’t that great!” And Sam was on the screen barking happily. Tail wagging. The gypsy woman was stunned. “Well. I never expected this. It can be done since this is what you both want. You seen. You’re both in each others bodies but to a person who can see energies and spirits. We can see you soul in how it’s the shape of a dog. The same thing with Sam. So to make this permanent. To make it so you don’t feel that feeling of that body not being yours. We have to change you soul and his. Doing this will make your souls both match the bodies your in. And you’ll not be able to change back. This is a one time thing. So do you still want to be human?” Spyke pretended to thing about this but not for too long before he said yes.

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The gypsie said a few words and spyke felt very nauseated. He was bending over and moaning in pain as if felt like his insides were being stretched and contorted. Back at the apartment Sam woke up from his nap and began to whine in pain. It felt like his inside were being compressed. He began to bark out in pain but managed to stop once he heard a neighbor bang on the floor. He didn’t want to get in trouble. He dug the claws of his body in the floor trying to remain lucid. But it wasn’t long before he fell over. Exhausted. Fast asleep. Spyke managed to stay awake for the whole process. When it was ove, he was left sweating. Sweat was dripping from his body as if he just got out of the shower. But something felt different. He wiggled the hairy toes in the sandals he was wearing. He rubbed his stomach with his beefy hairy hands. The body no longer felt foreign to him. Everything felt so….normal. The gypsie said “well spyke. Your soul now matches the exact copy of that body your in. You’ll never be able to swap with anyone again. You are 100 % human now. And the same goes for Sam be 100% dog. Even now looking at you I would never know that you were once an canine.” Spyke hid the immense joy from his face. When he walked out of the fair no one starred at him. And that’s when he realized that the woman was telling him the truth. He was now Sam.

And now we are current.

Back a the apartment. Sam woke up expecting to be human. In his body. But he was still trapped on all fours. In the hairy canine body. The door opened and spyke walked through the door. Smiling like the devil. Sam began to wimper. “Sorry boy. We’re stuck like this forever now. It’s ok boy. You’ll get used to this” Spyke told Samuel as he knelt down beside him. “You’re going to enjoy all the dog stuff I’m sure. Or will once you get used to it.” Soyke got down on the floor. And played the video he showed the gypsy to Sam. And even played back what he managed to record when she explained what happened. “You see SPYKE. You really are trapped as flea infested nut now. Forever and always. And I’m THE RRAL SAM. and it’s going to stay like this for good. “!

“I’m going to keep you on a tight leash boy. I want you to experience ever aspect of the dog life you now have. And I am Going to enjoy every minute of this body I have now.”

#dogtransformation #maletransformation #body swap #hairy

[the-fiction-witch]

The Rat

Media - The Maze Runner Series Character - Newt Couple - Newt X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - Dark + Sad Word Count - 3116

I said goodnight the the boys and headed through the right arms camp, the sun slipping below the mountains, as I poked my head inside the tent. I couldn't hold back my smile, as I saw Y/n.

As I entered the room, I saw her lying on our bunk, all set for a good night's sleep. Her vibrantY/H/Chair was neatly tied up in a bun, and her face had a serene expression. She had changed into her nightwear and kicked off her trousers and boots, which were lying on the floor. She was wrapped up in a cosy blanket and had a soft pillow under her head. The room was dimly lit, and it felt peaceful and quiet.

Naaww she's so cute,

I kicked off my shoes, tossed my jacket and undid my trousers before climbing into the bed with her wrapping my arms around her waist and having a little bit of a fight to hug some blanket away from her.

"Hey! Honey!" I complained,

"I'm cold," She whines,

"I know, but if you let me in. I'll warm you up," I chuckled,

"Seems like a lie for more covers," she pouts,

"Humm you know all my plans, Y/n," I joked, "Come on, come here."

She turned to face me and nuzzled her cute little freckled nose into my chest so I held her as close as I could pressing a kiss to the rim of herY/H/Chair, "Hi honey,"

"Hi Newt,"

"You all ready for bed?"

"Mhm," she nodded,

"Okay, goodnight Y/n,"

"Goodnight Newt,"

We both shifted and got comfy for a while before we drifted away to sleep.

We both jolted a little as we woke up, the sounds of guns and shouting outside our tent, the sounds of bergs overhead. We both panicked and got dressed rushing out our went and finding everyone else.

"What the bloody hell is going on!" I yelled,

"Wicked!" Minho yelled,

I nodded and kept Y/n close to me as I grabbed a gun to defend myself, "Keep close okay?" I told her and she nodded holding me tightly,

We did our best but it wasn't long before we were captured, lined up like dogs ready to be taken or shot whichever they wanted to do to us, I held Y/n close holding her hand tight as we both trembled unsure of what our fate would be.

The berg landed and soon enough the door opened, revealing... THEM.

Janson and Ava stepped out into the dust and walked up and down our line to see who they had.

"Good, very good. Barely any losses," Janson smirked,

"How did you find us!" Thomas barked,

"We tracked you as far as the mountains until the magnetics screwed our system," Janson explained,

"and then we had some help..." Ava said as she stood in front of Y/n and I, "someone who always understood the greater good of our work,"

"What?" I froze up,

"what the hell are you talking about?" Y/n asked,

"Y/n.. you told them-" Teresa spoke up in shock,

"What no! I didn't! I would never work with THEM!" She complained,

"You- you rated us out... this whole time! we thought you were our friend!" Minho turned on her,

"I am! Minho you've known me for four years you know I wouldn't do this!" Y/n explained,

"A very good little rat kept us updated the whole way," Janson explained,

"NO! I didn't! I swear I didn't say anything to them!" she began to cry,

"Y/n! What the hell!" Frypan yelled,

"I didn't do it!" She whined, "You believe me don't you newt?" she held my hands her eyes pleading,

"Of course I do," I told her squeezing her hands,

"So you both ratted us out!" Thomas yelled,

"No!" She cried,

"Tommy, I swear to you I have not spoken a word to them," I told him,

"Then she ratted us out! on her own!" Minho yelled,

"I didn't I swear!" She cried,

"Don't go screaming accusations at her Minho," I warn,

"Why? you two got something to hide?" Fry asked,

"No! This is insane don't you trust me!"

"I trust you. It's her I don't trust," thomas explained,

"He has nothing to do with it." Janson explained, "Y/n was our only mole."

"Y/n..." I turned to her,

"I'm not I swear it!" she cried,

"You were their mole. All this time. we trusted you. and you were feeding them information to keep them on our tail." Teresa explained,

"It's true, she was our only mole. Said it would be best to get you all back home where you belong." Ava explained,

"newt! you know it's a lie! you're with me almost every day you know I don't talk to them!" She said,

"She spoke in secret usually early in the morning," Janson spoke up, "Updated us of your location. Made a deal. Your location, for a life where she could be safe. You and Newt wasn't it Y/n?"

"Y/n how could you!" Teresa began to cry into Thomas' chest, "She sold us out, just so she and Newt would be safe."

"Y/n... you-" I began,

"NO! I didn't I promise you knew I didn't! when would I, you're always with me,"

"Not always." I snapped moving away a moment, "Where have you been going... in the mornings?"

"Newt that has nothing to do with this..." she whispered,

"Then why not tell me? I love you, you know I do. but I wake up most days and you're not with me... so where are you going?"

"To talk to them!" Minho yelled,

"No! No! I- I've been..." She began,

"Talking to us. keeping us updated." Janson explained,

"No! I wasn't it's complicated-"

"Complicated,"

"I swear to you Newt I didn't say a word to them."

"It's her word against them, and they both say she did." Thomas explained, "And honestly I believe them 'cause how else would they know someone sold us out."

"It wasn't me I swear," She cried,

The emotions I felt were overwhelming. My heart ached with a deep pain that seemed to penetrate my very core. My soul was on fire, consumed by a mix of anger, disappointment, and betrayal. I struggled to come to terms with the fact that someone I trusted had done something so unforgivable.

She had betrayed us all. Despite her promises to keep us safe, she had sold out our friends in a moment of weakness. I couldn't understand how she could do something like this. We had all put our faith in her, and she had let us down in the worst way possible.

The worst part was that she was the girl I loved. The one I had trusted with my heart and soul. I wanted to believe that she was innocent, that there was some mistake, but deep down, I knew the truth. She had broken my trust, and it was going to take a long time to heal from this.

"I hope you are happy Y/n..." Teresa explained,

"I didn't you have to believe me!" she begged, "I... I keep leaving in the morning as I..."

"To let us all know," Ava nodded, "Our daughter has always appreciated the greater good."

"Daughter?" She gasped,

"Our daughter has always been close to us. Killed us to put you in the maze sweetie, but it had to be done. You knew it. we knew it. you've always been our good girl." Janson explained stroking her hair,

"No... No... I - I didn't know I was their daughter. I swear I didn't I am not a rat I promise!"

"And now we are going to take you all home," Ava explained,

"Over my dead body!" Minho yelled as he kicked Janson in the dick and the fighting began again,

"Get them on now!" Janson demanded as he forced Y/n towards the berg,

"Nooo! Please! I am not going with you!" She tried to argue, "Newt Please!" She cried,

I was in a state of confusion and disbelief as I watched everything unfold before my eyes. Y/n, my girlfriend, had been accused of betraying us to the wicked men who had attacked our camp. I didn't know how to help her, but I couldn't bear the thought of her betraying us. So, I stood with Thomas and the others as we faced off against the attackers. The fight was brutal, and unfortunately, we lost Minho, who was taken by wicked men. They also destroyed much of the camp and took Y/n with them.

Despite the accusations against Y/n, I still couldn't help but hear her screams and pleas echoing in my mind. I wanted to believe her when she said she didn't sell us out, but the question lingered in my mind - how else would they have found us? Why would they lie and say she did? It was then that I realized that it explained where she had been going every morning, but I still struggled to believe that my girlfriend would sell us all out, even if she had good intentions of giving us a safe life together. It was a difficult situation to come to terms with, and my mind was left in a state of turmoil, not sure what to believe.

I leaned against the table in the camp, as thomas threw things around the room in frustration, Teresa going to comfort him. Six months and yet another failed rescue attempt that only cost us more men. We lost Harriet to their clutches this time. We had lost so many in failed attempts, only thomas, Teresa, fry and I left now. With Jorge and Brenda of course too.

"Fuck!" He yelled, "How is this possible? they were right there waiting again! like they knew it was coming!"

"How the bloody hell do they always know..." I sighed, "I know you want Minho back but... it might be time to throw in the towel,"

"Newt's right we just keep losing the few we do have," Fry nodded,

"I know..." Thomas began,

"No we have to keep trying thomas, we have to," Teresa told him cuddling his arm,

There was silence for a moment,

"Yeah, it's like they already know..." Thomas began,

"How would they do that?" Fry spoke up,

"...Maybe... the rat never left," Teresa suggested,

"What..." I gasped,

"Newt." Thomas looked at me,

"Me!"

"They tracked us half away across the world, found us in the camp, and now they know our every attack before it happens!" He yelled at me, "Maybe a rat is feeding them,"

"me! You think I'm a mole! I'm your best friend!"

"Y/n was your girlfriend! and she sold us out! how do we know... all this time... you weren't on her side. made a deal with them, a better life for you and your girl, while the rest of us rot!"

"I would never!"

"Then how do they know!"

"I don't know!" I yelled back, "I'm going for a walk call me when you calm down." I told him,

before I took my coat and stormed out into the camp,

I climbed on top of the rocks and sat down, gazing over the camp and taking in the early morning light. It was the calm before the storm, and I wanted to enjoy it before everyone else woke up. However, my mind was racing with thoughts, and I couldn't shake them off.

I couldn't believe that he accused me of being a mole. After all that I had done for him, he still had doubts about my loyalty. I suppose I can't blame him, he thinks Y/n was and assumes we'd work together, which makes more sense than anything I can come up with. But I think The stress of the situation was getting to all of us, and it was starting to show. The tension was palpable, and I could feel it in the air.

Despite all the chaos, I couldn't help but think about Y/n. I missed her dearly - her hugs, her kisses, and her love. I still hear her screams in my mind, and I can't help but believe her. As time passes, my doubts grow stronger, and I need to see her again to ask her the truth. I know in my heart that she would never lie to me. But, the question remains, was she telling the truth?

It doesn't make sense to me that if Y/n was the mole, then how are they still finding out things now that she's gone? How do they know about our plans? It's all too confusing, and I can't help but feel like we're missing something crucial. The fate of our mission hangs in the balance, and we can't afford to make any mistakes.

As I was exploring my surroundings, I heard a strange fizzing noise that caught my attention. I was confused at first, but then I looked around and pushed on a nearby rock, which tumbled away to reveal something unexpected: an old black phone that was vibrating. I felt a sense of curiosity and decided to flip it open to see what was on it.

To my surprise, I saw a new message on the small, cracked screen that read: "Need New Info Call - What is the next move?" I couldn't resist the urge to find out more, so I started looking through the conversations and call logs on the phone.

As I scrolled through the contents, I couldn't believe my eyes. All of our information, including our plans and conversations, had been updated daily by someone who had been feeding it to Wicked. They were the mole, the rat, and had been working against us all along. They had been keeping track of everything, even updating it when plans changed. It was clear that they had been gathering information on us for a while.

I felt a mix of anger and betrayal as I processed this new discovery. This was a major setback for us, as we had been working hard to keep our plans a secret from Wicked. But now, it seemed that all of our efforts were in vain. We had to come up with a new plan, and fast, if we were going to stay one step ahead of the rat and protect ourselves from further harm.

But who's is this? I scrolled back further and further until I found it... the messages that confirmed it all.

Y/n... Y/n was never the rat.

But she was the scapegoat.

Teresa! was the rat!

Teresa has been planning with them since our escape... planning to get us all back, feeding them our whereabouts, and then when it came time for the pickup, she asked them to make it seem like Y/n was the rat so that thomas would still trust her enough to get the cure from his blood. She planned for us all to be taken that day!

And ever since has been feeding them our plans to pick us off one by one...

... Y/n didn't lie.

Y/n was innocent.

I turned on the woman I love.

I betrayed her.

I didn't believe her.

I left her to their mercy.

I began to cry thinking of the monster I had been to the woman I love when she had been innocent this whole time.

"Y/n.... I- I'm so sorry honey," I cried,

I headed down with the phone in hand as my evidence ready to confront thomas and tell him the truth. But I found him and Fry getting a car loaded,

"what's going on?"

"We are going to the last city. to get Minho and the others out before the boat leaves," Thomas explained, "I- I am sorry for snapping newt your right we need to stay together, there is no rat I'm just being crazy."

"No, thomas I -"

"Come on, we need you with us."

"Is... Teresa coming?"

"No, I told her to stay here in camp she wasn't happy but I thought it was best for her."

I nodded and was about to speak but Teresa came through so I did the phone as she kissed thomas.

I bit my tounge and simply went with them, making sure there was no way she could find out our plans, and I had her phone keeping it with me for the perfect moment.

I know the others didn't want to, but I wasn't leaving without Y/n, Thomas went for Minho so I broke away and went for Y/n, and I found her locked in a cell.

I forced open the door and saw her lying on the floor, herY/H/Chair messy and cut short, her skin bruised and bloody. She looked so broken they had tortured her, tormented her, all to keep her in these cells and keep her quiet. I felt so happy to see her but like crying for all I had done to her, maybe if I had stood up for her... poor thing wouldn't be here, she'd still be in my arms where she belongs, and I collapsed to my knees as I saw her stomach.

"Y/n... Honey. I'm so sorry..." I cried,

"Ne- Newt." she croaked,

"I know it wasn't you, I am so so sorry I didn't believe you, I'm sorry I let them take you, I'm so sorry I didn't stand up for you. Please can you ever forgive me?" I begged holding her sweet face,

"Of course I forgive you, it was all-"

"Teresa. I know. She framed you. I'm so sorry it took me so long to see it. What... what's this?" I let my hand slip to her stomach,

"I was leaving in the mornings... becuase of morning sickness... Newt... I"

"You're pregnant?"

"Mhm," she nodded,

"Ohh my god- I'm so so sorry honey, I'm so sorry for not believing you. I'm sorry you ended up here. but I am getting you out of her. You and our sweet little baby. I promise. I don't care about your daughter, you're the woman I love. And I will keep you safe and protect you I promise I love you so much."

"I love you too newt."

We shared a sweet kiss and I helped her to her feet even if she was in a lot of pain. We got to the bus under the building, loaded with every immune we could get out as well as everyone who had been taken.

"why is she here?" Thomas asked,

"I know you don't trust her. But I think you will. Once you read these." I handed over the phone still with them constantly asking for information, he looked it over and saw everything I had,

"Oh my god she- she - Y/n I- I'm so sorry I-"

"It's okay thomas. she's very convincing." she nodded,

"I am so sorry for what happened." He hugged her, "You are coming with us. I promise."

"Thank you, Tommy," I nodded, We got a seat and I kept Y/n in my arms kissing every one of her bruises and stroking her bump as we escaped. "I am so sorry for not trusting you honey,"

"It's okay, you came back for me. I forgive you Newt I promise. I still love you endlessly,"

"I love you too. You... and this little one,"

"Our little one."

"Yeah, our little one." I smiled,

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[animestsstuff2]

A dragons beauty

Barbarian Katsuki X Reader

Content warning:age gap, forced marriage, bullying (typical Katsuki), dysfunctional family, nudity, teasing.

Part 4

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This is kind of long, sorry about that! Anyways I am open to requests to feel free to request any. I do write for other animes than just my hero. Im just a major bakugou fangirl! . I also have an idea for a dabi x water quirk/healing quirk reader if thats interesting to anyone. :)

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You groaned, turning over as you reached for your teddy and pulled it into your chest..your hard, warm skin-like teddy. You opened your eyes, rubbing the crusts formed on the corners as you realised it was in fact Bakugous hand that was currently on your chest, hand flat and squeezing your boob slightly. You squealed and jumped up, backing yourself against the wall behind the bed as Bakugou alerted jumped out of the bed and whipped himself round, looking for what made you scream.

He turned back seeing nothing as he found you with the pelt around you pressed against the wall. Your face extremely red as you glanced at him, more so at what hung between his legs and squealed again pulling the pelt over your face.

Bakugou whipped his head around once more wondering what has you acting this way before grumbling, assuming it was just things women from your part did when they woke up. He got back into the bed with you, grabbing the pelt from your hands and snatching it over him. Your face still bright red as you stared wide eyed into his tired ones.

"Y-Your naked!" You stuttered out at him, his brow rose quizzically at your words, trying to remember what they meant. You caught on that he didn't understand and you pointed to your clothed chest and then to his bare one. His brows furrowed further before realising what you meant.

He only rolled his eyes at you, what a prude, was all he could think. You stayed pressed against the wall, face slightly less red. He just scoffed at you and turned over, closing his eyes when his tarp door was pulled open and his friend Kirishima walked in with a toothy grin on display.

"Bakugou! its time to get up. Your father asked that we show your mate around the grounds!" He informed rather chipper, too chipper for Bakugou who only barked something back at the man. You only glanced between them, wishing your father wasn't so piggish and allowed you and Fuyumi to join in your brothers language tutoring.

Bakugou only grumbled under his breath as he whipped the pelt off him and stood up. Your face immediately becoming red again as you caught sight of it between his legs. Kirishima eyes widened as he looked at the both of you, sure you were still dressed but maybe that's what your people slept in and plus your hair was all ruffled. Your eyes widened watching Kirishima wiggle his brows at Bakugou and you quickly waved your hands about, pointing between yourself and Bakugou and shaking your head.

"No! nothing happened" You told him, face red and voice slightly high. Kirishima just tilted his head at your language. He knew even less than Bakugou but understood the word No. He chuckled at your embarrassed expression and looked back at Bakugou who was now changed. Bakugou turned to you, eyes narrowed as he pointed to your trunk on the ground.

"Change and come" he stated sternly and you just nodded. You pulled your trunk up onto the bed, struggling slightly at the weight. You opened it up and thrifted through your belongings, grabbing out a sage green dress with a pleated skirt, folding it onto the bed as you pulled your underwear. You looked over at the two men who stood staring at you and narrowed your eyes which slightly shocked Kirishima, you were so small yet those eyes held much fierceness.

"I can't change with you both in here" You told them and Kirishima almost like a dog tilted his head again at your foreign words. You sighed and pointed at the door making them both turn their head.

"Go out" you told them making a shooing motion with your hands. Kirishima nodded, realising what you meant and quickly excused himself. Bakugou however showed no sign of leaving. You repeated your actions at him but he only crossed his arms and shook his head. He is the chiefs son and this is his home not yours. "I have to get changed, i cant with you here” You told him once more. He only glared at you daring you to tell him what he can and cant do again.

“At least turn around please? Its not proper for a woman to change in front of a man” you asked him softly, sighing at his stubbornness. You realised he wasn’t going to do as you asked and you felt tears prick your eyes great another boarish man to control my life. You reached behind and pulled at the tied ribbon, undoing it as you glanced every so often at him. He only stared at you his gaze never wavering.

This was humiliating and demeaning. You pulled the dress down off you leaving you in your cotton bra and underwear. You looked back up at him, a tear running down your cheek and he rolled his eyes finally turning around. You felt the weight on your chest lift as you quickly wriggled your underwear off and pulled the clean pair on along with the new green dress. It fell just to mid-calf, slipping your short heeled boots on and grabbed your tan cloak, doing the clasp on your collar bone joining it together to wrap around your shoulders.

“Y-You can turn around now” you told him. He turned back around seeing you fully dressed. Your clothing was so different compared to his tribes, moderate and conservative. He turned making a motion with his hand for you to follow as you both exited his home. You met the red head waiting outside and you figured you could at least learn his name.

“Hi, I’m Kya” you told him, he didn’t understand his brows furrowing slightly as he repeated the words, not very well.

“Kya” you pointed to yourself as you repeated your name and then pointed to bakugou.

“Katsuki” you stated and then pointed to him hoping he’d understand which he did. His eyes lit up and he smiled at you.

“Ejiro Kirishima!” You gave him a small smile back and repeated his name slowly hoping to get the pronunciation right, which you think you did since he nodded excitedly.

Bakugou just scoffed at the both of you and barked something at kirishima who began to follow. You quickly stumbled to catch up, looking around at your new..home. The feeling of where you were now settled once more and you felt yourself grow sad over the fact you weren’t at home with Fuyumi watching your brothers play in the courtyard.

This place was so different compared to your castle and village. It was quite big and from what you could see as you walked further from Bakugous tent that he was quite isolated. The further you got the more tents popped up. They were all almost uniformly built in circles of three with a small campfire and boxes in the centre of each of them, the sizes of the tents varied in their circles.

“Where are we going?” You asked, glancing at them both. Kirishima didn’t answer not understanding what you said.

“Out, show you” was all Bakugou said and you nodded. It was good he understood some of your words and could speak your tongue.

You continued walking, in loops and down gravel paths past other tribe members. There was surprisingly a lot to see. They had a very large campfire in the center of this tribe. There was also a market like area at the edge close to the gates. It had a fee stands where you seen cloth being woven, metal welded into armour and swords and some butchery too. The people here bowed as Bakugou walked by before resuming their tasks.

He led you around some more the only conversing was done between him and Kirishima. You distracted by thoughts of missing home gasped as you bumped into his back, stumbling back slightly you opened your mouth to quickly apologise but the hot-headed blonde was already shouting at you in his language. The words along with his accent and the fact he was shouting made you jump and tears prick your eyes as you were reminded of your father. You couldn’t help the facial flinch as your eyes squinted and you turned your head ever so.

“Bakugou! Stop youre scaring her!” Kirishima scolded his friend. Bakugou stopped his shouting acknowledging your form, you looked like you were trying to hide. He rolled his eyes and put his hand out. You flinched slightly before widening your eyes and seeing he wanted you to take it.

You grabbed it and he squeezed yours tightly making your cheeks warm as he stared down at you. His eyes seemingly always narrowed.

“M’sorry” was all he muttered before pulling you inside a large tent. You seen inside it was similar to Bakugous. His mother and father stood in front of you and you watched as Kirishima knelt on one leg bowing, bakugou however made no move to follow. You looked between his parents and upon seeing his mothers red eyes you quickly bowed yourself.

“Son! Did you show Kya around like we asked?” His mother spoke and again you wish you understood them because they were clearly talking about you when she mentioned your name.

“Kya, how has your morning been?” Bakugous father asked and you looked over to him smiling.

“G-Good! Thank you for asking sir” you told him. He gave you a soft smile.

“I have asked our academic Izuku to tutor you in our language and our clans ways. He will collect you tomorrow morning” he informed you and you just nodded, still accepting that this is where you are now.

“I have also organised for some of our females to spend some time with you tomorrow after your time with Izuku. They will get you fitted with our tribal clothes. . .” he continued and you tuned him out as he kept speaking, you finally thought youd come to terms with this but hearing all these things made your stomach queasy and your head sore. You subconsciously squeezing Bakugous hand which made the blonde turn to you cutting his attention from his talking mother.

He stared at you, seeing your eyes were ever so slightly still watery and your chest moving quicker in shorter breaths. You were overwhelmed by his fathers rambling and he snapped at his father to be quiet. His mother only roared at her son for back talking but he ignored them both, taking you and leaving their place. He dragged you along down and out of their walls, pulling you down onto a path through the forest. You suddenly snapped back when your foot caught under a tree root and you tripped into him.

Yous both stumbled, him alerted and half way turning to try and catch you but you were already falling and now so was he. He groaned as the dirt and stones dug into his back harder than usual due to your now added weight on top. You groaned quietly as you rubbed your head and sat up, looking around for the blonde only to hear his voice snap at you from below. Your head snapped down and you blinked dumbly as your brain processed the position you two were in.

You quickly scrambled up and onto your feet, cheeks flushed once again. Bakugou picked himself up and put his hand out once more which you hesitantly took, embarrassed that you were sitting on him!. You both continued the path becoming slightly narrower through the thicket. Your dress kept catching on the brambles and thorns that jutted out. Bakugou growing annoyed at having to keep stopping grabbed a small blade he had holstered in his waistband. Your eyes widened and you shook your head, mind going to the worst thought. This is it. Im dead. Hes going to kill me.

You squeezed your eyes shut only to hear the tearing if fabric which made you reopen them to see he was slicing your dress.

“Hey! This is one of my favourite dresses! Youre ruining it” you swatted his head as you yelled at him, how dare he do this. He snatched the limp fabric, the dress now ending just above mid thigh. Your eyes widened at the amount of skin you were showing, your father would murder you right now! Hell so would your brothers. You glared up at him but he just turned back around and kept walking.

You both eventually reached a clearing and you gasped at the view. A medium lake glistened from the high sun. The water was quiet and still. A large bright green willow tree hung over it and you stepped forward further into the clearing. The mountains had been lacking in anything like this from what you had seen, one side was rocky cliffs and staggering ledges and the other a dense forest which you thought no one could get through but he brought you here.

He watched you as you stepped over to the pond. The green grass soft on your knees as you knelt down and dipped your hands into the water. You looked happy, tranquil even. The blondes face for once sporting the smallest of smiles as he watched you spot the fish giggle at them swishing around. He came to sit beside you, pulling his boots off and slipping his feet into the cold water. A sigh leaving his lips as he leaned back on his hands.

You watched, staring at him longer than you should. He was attractive and you couldn’t deny that, at least your father picked you a handsome husband. His blonde hair messily ruffled on top of his head as your eyes trailed down, to his closed eyes and relaxed face further you went. His chest was broad with lean muscle the whole way down. A large scar stretched from just over his left shoulder down to his chest. You glanced back up at him and seen he was staring at you and your cheeks flushed, embarrassed you were caught ogling him.

“Kya” he started and you turned your head back to him catching his gaze once more. The sun hit your face and highlighted the pale freckles on your skin. Your white hair reflecting the suns rays in a almost halo hue that even Bakugou thought was ethereal.

“What age you?” He asked, his deep voice was soft and raspy. It was different compared to his shouting and roughness. He still wasn’t fluent in your tongue, maybe you could teach him and he could teach you.

“Are. What age are you” you told him and his brow raised slightly before catching on that you were trying to tutor him. He nodded, signalling he understood.

“I am eighteen” you answered. He nodded, turning to face the bond as the water shifted slightly. The fish disturbing the stillness.

“What age are you?” You asked in return. The sun was warm even with the slight breeze and it made you excited for the summer to come.

“Twenty-three soon” he told you and your eyes widened slightly. He was the same age as your brother Shoto and quite older than you. Why isnt he married already? Even your brother is engaged.

The two of you stayed there in the comforting noises of leaves rustling and birds singing. The breeze picking up ever so slightly making you shiver which Bakugou picked up on. He shifted over and put his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest and under his cape. Your face warmed as you sat rigid beside him, never been this close to another man except for family.

He noticed your tenseness and felt himself grow angry. What was it that you didn’t like about him? He brought you somewhere nice, asked you about yourself and didn’t snap when you corrected him. He pulled away slightly to look down at you, seeing your face slightly red.

“Why not like me?” He asked, brows furrowed as his red eyes were narrowed in on your grey ones. Your brows raised at his question, it wasn’t that you didn’t like him; you barely knew him.

“I-I do like you! We just aren’t well acquainted” you told him moving to sit up slightly from his chest. Your thighs still stuck together.

“Why not kiss me?” He retorted and your eyes widened further. He was still mad you didn’t kiss him. You felt yourself grow embarrassed not wanting to reveal the answer.

“I-, I have never kissed anyone before” you whispered, looking away as your fingers plucked at a blade of grass. Bakugou stared at you translating your words before understanding and laughed at you.

His loud laugh made you snap your eyes back up at him. It was your turn to be angry as you shoved him and got up. He sat up still chuckling as he watched you stomp towards the forests edge. He rolled his eyes at your pettiness and pulled his boots on and got up. He followed you seeing you struggling to find the path yous took down.

He grabbed your arm and you yelped, flailing it as you tried to snatch it from him but he only turned you and pressed you against the oak behind you. Your chest heaved, frustrated with the man before you for laughing at you. He held your hands tightly with his own at your side. His face lit with amusement at your scorned one. Your wispy bangs falling over your face. He leaned in closer bringing his head low as your noses just about touched. The idea of you having never kissed anyone had been mulled upon in his brain and awoke something in him. He should have realised youd never been touched before. Your eyes widened as you felt his nose graze yours ever so slightly.

Your lips parted as your tongue darted out to wet them. His eyes flicking down catching the movement before moving back up to meet yours. Your wide innocent doe eyes lit something in his chest as he let go of your wrists, hands falling limply at your side as short shallow breaths left you. His large hands gripped your waist firmly whilst the other tucked your fallen hair behind your ear. The delicate movement making your stomach swirl. His eyes were dark, tempting and almost scary, hooded slightly as he leaned closer. Your breaths mingling as you felt your eyes flutter shut, something in your stomach growing that made your brain want this.

He moved forward slowly. His lips about to touch yours when a twig snapped and a voice shouted from the forest. You jumped startled and he cursed at the recognisable sound of his friends voice. He rested his forehead against yours eyes closed for a moment before he pulled away. He turned to face his friend. His hand moving so you stood behind him, shielding you from prying eyes.

“Baku! What you doing here? We are all up feasting” his blonde friend grinned, lazily making his way over. You stepped out from behind Bakugou and his friends grin dropped as his eyes met yours. You instinctively grabbed Bakugous arm, wrapping your arm in his at the strangers presence.

“This your mate? Shes tiny” he laughed slightly as he looked at you together. Bakugou was a lot larger than you. He stood at around six foot, large shoulders and chest that narrowed into a lean abdomen. His biceps and arms big as well from the hard labour and training hes been through as chiefs son.

“Quiet! Stop looking at her and go back. We will come now Kaminari” he snapped at kaminari who only rolled his eyes at the blonde. Kaminari winked at you before turning and heading back. Bakugou looked down at you seeing your cheeks still dusted with pink.

He thought against trying to kiss you again. The moment was ruined and even so did you even want to kiss him? It didn’t really matter, you were his wife. You would be consummating soon anyways after your initiation into his tribe to make you one of them. He pulled you along as yous headed back to find everyone at the large campfire, logs, tables and wooden benches all pulled around to allow people to sit. Bakugous parents sat at a bench and table together two spaces free beside them.

Bakugou brought you over as yous both sat and began eating, though it wasn’t food you recognised and struggled to eat without cutlery trying not to make a mess as the sun began to descend and the fire flickered into the night. . .

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#bakugou katsuki #my hero academia #bakugou x reader #kirishima eijirou #mha #barbarian bakugou #barbarian au #tribe #dragon blood #dabi #denki kaminari #mina ashido #mitsuki

[slayingqueenchal]

two of hearts, the prank, and the moon | remus lupin x f!reader

Summary : you were apart of the prank, but in the process, you turned into a werewolf but now remus hates you (and sirius)

Warning : angst, happy ending, pet names like 'love'

"Severus!" James screamed, immediately pulling him out of the shrieking shack, but in the process, turning into a human. You and sirius looked at each other. You two messed up.

Remus came howling at the two boys, and running to them. Sirius tried to use his wand but, nothing worked.

James was your bestfriend, although severus was not, you didn't want him to die, so, you did the unthinkable and the most stupid thing in the world.

You thought that if you stood in front of the two, James and severus would be alright, and, you were right, they were alright but, you'll need to pay for it. "REMUS,NO! " James screamed.

That was the last thing you heard other than dog barks, rat sounds, and severus's heavy breathing. That was the last thing you heard before you woke up in the hospital wing.

"Y/n? " Sirius puts his hat down. "Y/n, y/n? You're awake! " Sirius smiled. Though his eyes were a bit dark, he looks happier than ever.

"What happened, siri? " You opened your eyes thoroughly, looking at the bright lanterns around. "Our prank didnt end well, and, i-i think this will be a shock, I think I should tell you after you heal" Sirius Stuttered, his eyes not daring to see yours.

"Tell me, Sirius, it's remus isn't it? He hates me, he hates us right now" You sighed. But to your suprise, Sirius shook his head "way worse than that.. That night, you tried to protect James and severus, and you did, but, well, remus, this isn't remus, but it is remus, remus is not remus when he turns into a werewolf but remus just-"

"Sirius, stop, just tell me" You pulled your blanket, eager to know what Sirius was gonna tell you. "Remus, or, his wolf self, bit you, but, you won't feel it right now, madam pomfrey gave you a lot of painkillers and spells". Suddenly, you didn't want to know.

From that day on, you were a werewolf.

"Does remus know? " You asked, "no" Sirius shrieked. "Does the others know, including Severus? ", " Yes, but, Severus swore not to tell anyone" Sirius said.

"Is remus okay? " You asked, again, Sirius replied "no, not quite" He paused "he's physically alright, but mentally.. Not so alright. Hes been going crazy, talking shit about us, but, we deserve it, well I deserve it, and, don't be surprised if he doesn't want to talk to you for awhile"

Your stomach dropped. You did the wrong thing but, you thought, remus, your best friend, who, you've been flirting with for years, and what you thought was liking each other, hates you now.

"Y/n? " Sirius said. "Sorry, that was just a lot to take in"

From that day forward, you hated yourself more than anything. Most of all, you hated yourself for thinking youre still allowed to love remus and you hate your self for loving remus, after the things he had said.

It was as if the full moon was close for, everyday. Remus became an asshole and a sweetheart. But for you and Sirius, he became an absolute asshole. You hated it. You still have a soft spot for him. You still hanged out with the same friends, and slowly it was turning.. Unbareable.

Everyone slowly starts to disappear, Sirius barely being there, remus talking shit and flirting with other girls, which, is fine but, you've had enough.

So slowly, you drifted away from everything, staying in your dorm longer, and what was so unlikely was being friends with Severus.

"You swear you won't tell anyone, about remus, and my condition" You asked. "I won't, and, why do you care so much about remus now, I've seen or, well, everyone has seen, remus has been a git towards you" Severus said.

"Well, I've never really had a friend like him, well, Severus, how about we make wolfsbane" You gave a small smile. "Let's make it then, attempt number 7,i think this is it" Severus smiled.

In the process of making wolfsbane, remus was not having it at all.

Remus scoots over to his bed in the common room. "Didn't know why I'd care for such a bitch anyways" Remus scoffed. "Moony, everyone here knows you don't mean that, you'll never say something like that about y/n" Sirius said, only receiving a shrug.

"Hey, you know sirius's right" James said. "Really? Cause she certainly made me think that I had to pack up and leave Hogwarts. " Remus rolled his eyes. "You know, we're slowly losing and missing her, and, she's know friends with Severus" Peter said. "Pete, I don't care about her, I don't care if she's friends with him".

"Rem, what happened to 'I love her'? " Sirius asked. Everyone's eyes on him, remus replied "w-well I won't say that has changed but, she for sure has changed".

"Moony, y/n loves you and you need to talk to her, the girl has been running like a lost cat searching for its owner, everyday the only thing she asks was if your were okay, if you wanted to talk to her, if-if you knew-" James said, but was cut off by Sirius "that's enough".

"Continue, James". " I can't" James say, but remus forced him to. "That night, she, she tried to protect us, but- it's not your fault but, you accidentally bit her,"

"What? " Remus said, his heart beating faster, his palms were wet, and his faces suddenly becomes pale. Everything became slow. "No, no, how long have you guys- guys knew- know this" Remus was so shooked and scared that, he was not talking proper English anymore.

"Ever since she got bit, Peter, Sirius, Severus and I know, and, she told us not to tell you, and that, it was because you kept avoiding her and talk shit about her that she became friends with the slytherins, because- she felt like a first year to.. To like you, and she hated herself for it, and she said that she felt more like a fan than a friend, and that, Peter, Sirius and I should keep a distance between her and us, she said that, if she keeps hanging out with us, she might mess up even more" Now James weren't even sure he was using the correct grammar or not.

"But, what? She likes me?, and she turned? She, she, where's y/n, I need to talk to her" Remus stood up from his bed, catching the map that Sirius throwed to him.

The library.

Remus never runned as fast as this. He looked for you in Everysection, and there you were. Sitting and reading your favorite book.

"Y/n" He said. "Rem? " Your voice were soft "what are you doing here". " Is checking for a friend a crime? " Remus asked.

You looked away, tears was coming out of your eyes "friends you say, after calling me a slut and what ever things you've said about me".

"Y/n, I'm sorry" Remus said. "What are you sorry for, I'm the one who's supposed to be sorry, I betrayed your trust, and, you- I'm sorry, I really am.. I suppose you know already? " You asked, still not looking at him, even though he was sitting next to you.

"About, uhm, about me biting you? " Remus asked. "Knew you'd find out sooner or later" You accidentally squeaked.

"Y/n, are you crying? " Remus asked. "No, I'm not crying" You sobbed, even more. "Hey, y/n, y/n, love, look at me" He said, grabbing your hand.

"I'm sorry, Remus, im really am sorry, I swear I didn't mean to do that, and all the things you said were right, and things doesn't need to go back like it used to be but-but, please, just, forgive me" You covered your eyes with your hands.

"I forgive you and I'm sorry, about the things I've said, and I'm really sorry about it, you know, it" Remus said. It was visible that his eyes were glassy.

"Remus, it was my fault, it was my fault that I brought Severus with me, you don't have to be sorry, and thank you for forgiving me.. "

"What now? " Remus asked. "Forget about each other's existence? " You sniffed.

Remus's face were visibly disappointed. "Before we do that, I want to tell you something" Remus said, and you swore that you could heat his breathing getting faster and faster.

"I love you". That was it. "I-i, remus" You shook your head. "I get it, like you said, we could forget about each others existence and move on".

"No, remus, we've wasted so much time" You said. "By that.. You mean? ", " How dense can you get, remus, I love you too.. " You said, finally smiling.

"Really? "

"Really. I do love you, and, I'm sorry about everything that has been going on"

"I'm sorry, my love, I don't mean any of the things I've said"

"Prove it, then"

#fanfic #fanfiction #y/n story #hogwarts #harry potter #all the young dudes #atyd marauders #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #remus lupin #remus lupin x oc #remus angst #remus loves chocolate #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin angst #remus j lupin #remus john lupin #r j lupin #remus john l #professor remus lupin #remu #anything for our moony #moony x reader #remus fluff #angst.

[blue-jisungs]

headache

a/n. i may or may have not written it whilst having a headache 🤕🤕 so sorry if it’s messy lol! warnings. kind of skipping a meal but not on purpose but reader eats later so (?)

the sound of your phone ringing made you grunt and painfully slow roll over the couch to grab it. you squinted your eyes to see who’s calling. luckily, it was your boyfriend. you picked up and closed your eyes.

"hello, dear" tae’s voice was extremely soft and quiet. you could hear a sound of chatting in the background and glasses clanking.

"hi baby" you mumbled, sighing "how are you?"

"i’m good but you… you don’t sound too well?" taehyung asked, something rustling near him.

"it’s just… i miss you. and i have a massive headache" you grunted and started massaging your temples with your other hand.

"did you eat something?" he asked.

"well… i ate breakfast and a small snack because there’s nothing in the fridge. see i was supposed to go grocery shopping but the headache–" you sighed and looked at yeontan, who was sleeping peacefully on his dog bed.

"i’ve got you. i’ll be home in 30, alright?" taehyung said and hung up, knowing that you’d argue with him. well, you would. but now that he hung up, you decided to go back to your nap.

the sound of yeontan barking woke you up, for the 2nd time this peaceful evening. you whined and turned around just to see taehyung dropping the groceries and shushing his dog.

he looked up and met your sleepy gaze, cracking a smile.

"how are you feeling?" your boyfriend asked and yeontan stopped barking, taking interest in the bag.

"a bit better. but since you’re here i could use some cuddles" you hummed and propped yourself on your elbows, rubbing your eye with a free hand.

"let me make some food first, okay?" tae sent you a soft smile. you nodded and leaned against the sofa, closing your eyes. the pain in your head wasn’t that bad anymore but still, was irritating.

before you realised a delicious smell hit your nose. you opened your eyes slowly and with heart filling with love, you watched tae’s back.

"i can feel your gaze burning a hole in my body" his voice caused you to roll your eyes and he approached you with a bowl full of ramyeon "but you’re not sick, aren’t you?"

"no, i don’t think so" you sighed and leaned towards him as soon as he sat down on the couch "i think… but maybe, just maybe…"

he took took a spoonful of soup and with his head underneath it, he navigated it towards your mouth.

"maybe i just missed you" you grinned and taehyung scoffed, feeding you.

"you’re too cheesy" he smiled softly and you both knew that – even if it was true – you loved that.

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