#of the fucking hallway and threatened to do that everytime you look down whenever this happens

[asimpforhotpixels]

no thoughts. head empty.

just mean popular girl! signora and nerdy jock! reader

"they asked for no pickles" energy

brutal x gentle type of thing

#I'm 2 seconds away from making a college au #but I need to finish my sagau first hhhh #but just imagine #the fatui harbingers as the it squad #they would be juniors while the archons are the seniors #signora would pick you up from your house to your school and everyone would literally part for you guys while walking down the hallway #at first you would look down and blush embarrassed from the attention until she lifted your chin up and kissed you right in the middle #of the fucking hallway and threatened to do that everytime you look down whenever this happens #she would 100% sit on your lap during lunch #sideways though so she can feed you #yeah you should throwaway shame when you're with her #la signora x reader #rosalyne kruzchka lohefalter

[madammidnightsblog]

Diabolik Lovers Sub Partner HC

Sexual Content. Yeah. Oh and sex positions mentioned.

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Ayato

Raspy moans

Favorite position is The Lotus

Ayato is a damn brat no matter what you do, no punishment fazes him long enough to keep that pretty mouth shut

Always reminding you that he chooses to submit and he could easily dominate you whenever but folds quick as hell when you grab the back of his head by his hair

Choke him. Just do it.

Praise him, he will love you forever

Loves feeling your lips on his inner thighs

He claims to hate overstimulation but he is always begging for it

Cut him, bite him, do anything to make him feel pain. He gets drunk off knowing his life is in your hands

Always boasting about how he is the one to put you in your place but he is always the one of his knees, eating your pretty cunt out as a way to greet you in the morning

Has a big master/mistress kink

Shu

Deep and husky moans

Loves biting and sucking on your inner thighs since he is almost always laying between them, loving how warm they are and likes feeling caged between them

Favorite position is cowgirl, preferably when he is laying down

Calls you ma'am no matter where you guys are

Likes to sit behind you and gropes your breasts just because. A plus if your nipples are pierced or big

Loves when you ride him in the empty school hallway as a reward for coming to at least one class

Record you dirty talking and you two having sex to listen to everyday

Once got caught by Reji getting a handjob in the lounge and his cries of Mommy and reji refuses to expose that no matter what due to just forget it

Calls you Mommy when deep in subsapce

Wants you to peg him all the time

Pillow princess out of laziness

Will cum his pants if you call him Prince

Laito

Once called you Mommy in front of his brothers ans refused to look them in the eyes in the eyes for a week

Surprisingly, not a complete brat. He prefers obey since you make him so good just by praising his good behavior

Laito is a begger, begging to be taken anyway, anyhow, and anywhere

Has a lewd, loud, and slutty moans

Definitely calls you Mommy

His favorite position is doggy

Thigh riding is a must

Will eat you out under any table, no matter if his brothers and Yui is in the room

Has many dildos and love to use them

Reji

Hates how easy it is to get him needy and desperate

Refuses to admit he is a sub and puts up a fight but in the end submits to you

A major brat, a mouthy one at that

Has threatened to kill you but forgot about it after you gave him a blowjob

A loud moaner once you get him lost in pleasure and his moans are elegant and beautiful

Nipples are his weak points

Bosses you around which you let slide most of the time until you get tired of mouth

Won't admit it, but he loves the Splitting Bamboo position

Almost got caught by you once, he was humping his chair's arm rest at the thought of you smacking him and degrading him

Into roleplaying

Has a finger sucking kink and ??creaming his pants kink??

Yui

Vampire reader

Poor girl mindlessly humps your thigh everyday due to the years of ignoring her desire all thanks to the church

Thanks to raised to be a nun only to be put in a vampire's liar, she is so innocent and thinks you fingering and eating out of her is what friends do and you refused to correct her

Calls you Senpai

Loves any position that allows her to hold your hands

Cries everytime she has an orgasm because sweet girl can't handle such a overwhelming feeling

Has cute and whiny moans

Due to you being a vampire, she grew to having a blood amd biting kink

Loves to eat you out when you're stressed

Kou

Had back stage sex and got caught by a hair dresser

Wears any pretty dress and/or skirt just for you to push the material and tease him

Calls you Mistress

Favorite position is Queening in Bondage

Liked to wear vibrators and plugs in piblic

Like a bitch in heat, he needs to fuck 24/7

Has a choking kink

His dirty fantasy is to have a candle dripped onto him while you drag a knife across his skin

Wants to have car sex

Once Kou was being punished by using vibrating panties an during interview

Pet play is one of you two's favorite

Subaru

Is very shy and embarrassed doing anything sexual no matter how long you two have been together

You two have sex in his coffin a lot

He wants to try handcuffs and bondage but is worried his vampire strength would ruin the mood

Likes any position that you can fuck him from the back

Once used a gag on him and now he wants to use it all the time

Calls you Mommy or Baby

Hushed and pretty moans

Knife kink

Blushes when you swallow his cum

Pretends to hate it being called Puppy

Loved outdoor sex, especially in the rose garden

Ruki

Refuses to have sex in the library after accidently ruining a book with cum

Grew to love being submissive after a year of doing it

Calls you Eve, nothing else

Mute moans

Likes angry sex and shower sex

Missionary position is his favorite, loves seeing you under or above him

Very vanilla but never boring

Does like roleplaying as teacher and student

Hates having sex in open and public settings

Has a spit and marking kink

Always covered in hickeys

Will bite you in obvious spots in a territorial way

Kanato

Food play all the way

Blood kink

Sweet and feminine moans

Loves Widely Open, Fitness Friends, and X Marks the Spot sex positions

Once he humped your pillow when you were sleeping on the bed next to him only for you to wake up and force him to keep going until he couldn't cum anymore

For your safety, you two only fuck on his terms or he gets violent due to him not being in the mood

Mirror sex with Teddy watching

Had sex in the Wax Doll room once but can't force yourself since the 'dolls' creeped you out

Temperature play is his favorite

Yuma

Food play too

Deep growl-like moans

Sex is only for bedroom and garden

Outdoor sex is a must

69, Spooning, Froggy-style, Against the Wall, and Cowgirl positions

Calls you by your name or Baby only

Voyeur kink

Really wants to do shower sex but afraid you'll fall

Likes the scratches he leaves on your back from the hard pounding you done

Likes it when your bite up his neck but gets sad the marks don't last long thanks to quick healing

You gave him a handjob under the dinner table once to test the limits which almost gave you two away

Azusa

Knife, blood, and smacking kink

Very rough and wild sex, he loves it when you bully him because it makes him feel loved

Sex anywhere, the poor baby needs to feel yoo on him

Calls you Mommy in bed and Eve outside of the bedroom

Soft and adorable moans

Cries a lot

Any position is fine, just make sure in the end he can see you and cling to you because he gets overwhelmed easily

Degrade and praise kink

A sweet angel and needs constant reassurance

The best at eating you out

Loves sucking on your nipples

Really into kissing, the sloppier, the better

Hates blindfolds, he has to see his Mommy at all times

#diabolik lovers #sub character #diabolik lovers ayato #reji sakamaki #shu sakamaki #diabolik lovers laito #diabolik lovers kanato #diabolik boys #subaru #diabolik lovers ruki #sub vampiers are my favorite

[sorryimanon]

Character: Katsuki Bakugou

Parings: Bakugou x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, characters are in their third year.

Word Count: 5.4K

The two honor students of UA so happen to be childhood enemies. During the succession that is exams, Y/N is determined to beat Bakugou.

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Exam season has commenced on the campus of U.A. Students woke up in a frenzied state, slightly nervous to the late night studying they’ll endure for the weeks to come. Not enough caffeine can energize them to be in complete motivation mode. A couple of students have taken the leisure of paying those to exchange notes, considering most of the questions will be going over every little detail in each subject. The exams don’t begin till next week, but a few of the honor students have already hit the books, not once indulging in a break or two till the sun sets. One of those students just so happen to be you, an inspiring young hero with the hunger for being on top of everything. Ever since middle school, teachers would constantly praise you on your performance during tests. It was no surprise to anyone when you aced the entrance exam to U.A, a remarkable score leading you closer to reaching your dream. Although your scores on every test was superb, someone else would occasionally steal the spotlight with by topping your score. That person in particular has been tailing behind you ever since middle school, another honor student who also attends U.A as well. Did you mention he also is in the same hero course as you?

Katsuki Bakugou is his name. A name that burns the tip of your tongue whenever you gave roll call alongside Iida. The man is a ball of pure fury. He exuded nothing but anger and hostility whenever he’s in a room. Despite his aggressive exterior, Katsuki is an avid academic student who manages to score excellent grades in each of his classes. For the past 3 years of attending U.A, you two are considered the star studded scholars, never once failing a test, midterm, pop quiz , you name it! Now with your hero course almost coming to an end, you were determined to at least score the highest result this exam season, leaving Bakugou in the dust with his inadequate score. Maybe have him crying in the corner would suffice the drawn out rivalry you two established. No one verbally said it was an all out war between you two, but everytime those test results are posted on the board, everyone steered clear for the both of you to silently react. Everyone awaits for the day when one of you finally snaps and start clawing at each other. But alas, only the mere exchange of a side eye and a curt nod. Deep down you do want to slap the smirk that always resides on his face during those moments, showing him you weren’t just going to let him win by smarts.

That’s why now you sit alone on the cushioned couch in the commons area, books sprawled around you like a protective barrier. You had your eyes glued to a textbook about the history of quirks and their physiology, a class in which you needed to spend studying the most for. It’s been a a few hours into your little study session, and you were beginning to feel the drag of how much you needed to actually work on. All this including your current homework and your mandatory internship studies at an agency. It was all too much to handle. So, maybe you do deserve a break.

Pushing the book aside, you stretched out your cramped up arms and sigh in relief. In the corner of your eye you spot a familiar head of ashy blonde walking into the commons room, books and notebooks crammed into his armpit while holding what seems to be an energy drink. Your eye twitched watching him plop down onto the couch across from you, never once paying attention to your presence. Katsuki then rests his bare feet on the wooden coffee table, opening one of his textbooks with the swipe of his thump. For some odd reason, this really riled you up. And it was clear Katsuki noticed too.

“Am I bothering you? Hm?” He smugly asked, eyes not wavering from the text before him.

You scoffed.

“No. Just, don’t speak while I’m trying to study okay?”

He clicked his tongue at you.

“Doesn’t seem like you’re studying to me. Looks like you’ve given up already. What gives?”

His comment made you even angrier.

“Given up? Kacchan, you’ve barely started.”

Looking up, you can see a faint vein forming against the temple of his forehead. His fists clenched tightly, crumpling the sides of the textbook. His eyes now were averted to yours. The crimson death glare, you’d call it.

“I was training with Kirishima, dumbass. So of course I couldn’t hop onto my studies earlier,” he started. Katsuki opens his energy drink with one finger, the pop of the air leaving the can satisfying to your ears, and took a swing of it. “Also, don’t ever fucking call me that. If I hear it from your mouth again I won’t hesitate to use my quirk on you.”

An intriguing idea. Usually you’d be the one to threaten your enemy, but Katsuki like always beat you to the punch.

“No thanks, I’d rather be harassed by grape juice than be blasted from the likes of you,” the taunt in your voice triggered something within Katsuki, causing him to tense up in pure anger. “Besides, I’m planning on studying all day till my eyes fall out. So don’t expect me to leave this spot.”

His smirk was soon on full display, uncrossing his legs to lean forward so he can rest his elbow on his knee.

“Oh really? Just so you know we have an early training tomorrow in preparation for our final exam. Wouldn’t want ya to, cha know, fail?” He didn’t even sound slightly concern for yourself and your future study habits, you can tell he wishes for you to fuck up your sleeping schedule to miss the important training in the morning.

“I have an alarm set on my phone so I don’t miss my beauty rest. Wouldn’t want to pass up the opportunity of kicking your ass tomorrow,” you held your mobile device triumphantly, waving it back and forth to mock him.

With the roll of his eyes, Katsuki returned back to his studies, leaving you to sadly resume as well. Before he entered the commons area, you were about to head into your dorm room to take a nap, but now you were obligated to stay put without letting him think you’re already burnt out.

Silently, you both continued on with the unspoken competition.

-

Evening struck quicker than you expected, cascading the soft glow of the painted sky through the windows, illuminating both you Katsuki in a pink hue. Thankfully, Katsuki took your words into consideration and never spoke to you during the session, giving you an easy feeling of relaxation without him making it another competition.

Already you finished your notes for advance foreign language, quirk physiology, and mathematics. So far, you were ahead of everyone else, with the exception of Katsuki. Occasionally, you’d catch yourself glancing over at him working intensively in his small corner, highlighting and jotting down every minuscule detail in his notebook. This was your first time witnessing how Katsuki studies. To your disappointment, his regime was nothing out of the ordinary. Then how the fuck does he manage to score high grades? It simply baffled you.

A stampede of footsteps was to be heard coming from the hallway leading to the commons area. After what seems to be years, you cranked your head away from your notebook to see Kirishima and the rest of the gang marching towards the direction of both you and Katsuki, who was currently shooting daggers at the group of friends. The red head was the first to speak out of the four of them.

“Aye Bakubro! Wanna skip the studying for a little and eat with us at NoodleShop?” His smile gleamed brightly, showcasing his shark incisors.

“Y/N you too! Come join us. I’ll pay!” Mina chimed in.

Noodles sounded pretty appetizing right about now. You skipped out on lunch, too engrossed on the idea of getting a head start for the exams. Now you regret the decision of leaving your stomach on empty.

But you still had so much left to do. And knowing Katsuki’s competitive nature, he wasn’t going to move an inch from his spot.

“It’s okay Mina, I uh- already ate a big meal awhile ago,” you dismissed her, patting your belly to show you were indeed, full.

As if on cue, a loud growl erupted from the depths of your stomach, the noise reverberating across the soundless space. Denki and Sero both snickered.

To your amazement, Katsuki got up from the couch and trailed over to the group, slipping on his red hoodie that was draped on the arm rest. He took a quick glimpse at you and smirked over his shoulder.

“Watch my things for me will ya, extra?” And with that they all left the area as a group.

You huffed in defeat and stared back at your jumbled pile of notes, the writing transcending from neat to sloppy text. At least you don’t have an explosive blonde sharing the same air as you for now. You reached into your bag and grabbed another textbook, this one being more heftier than the others.

“Oh well, more time for studying...” you said to yourself as you skimmed through the pages of Hero First Aid: Volume 6.

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The beautiful spring sky soon was replaced by the expanse of darkness, the twinkle of the bright stars catching your eyes. The moon alone helped cast a sheen of light, allowing you to work in the dimly lit up space. Bakugou didn’t return to retrieve his stuff, all of which were sat untouched in a hasty mess. You figure him and the rest of the gang would have been back on campus by now, but everyone in class 1-A have locked themselves in their dorms since lights out will commence in a few. Aizawa has yet to prohibit you from staying past the curfew. As long as you don’t go running among the halls like a lunatic and stay strictly to studying, he’s all game. And that’s exactly what you did.

A couple of students murmured as they passed by you, saying things like “Does she ever have a life” or “All she does is study...no wonder no one has asked her out yet”. As much as the comments sting, you knew they weren’t true to your heart. Last year, someone in class 2-B formally asked you to the dance. To their dismay, you rejected them on the spot. Only because you didn’t have time to date or talk romantically with anyone. It’s a distraction to both your education and future career.

Okay, so maybe they were partially correct. At least you had your first kiss before entering U.A? But the person who stole your kiss was obligated to do so, after being dared by their fellow acquaintances. Nothing more beyond that have you explored with another person.

Submerged in your own thoughts, you didn’t notice the presence of the angry blonde, hands stuffed in the pockets of his hoodie as he strolled to the couch that had all his materials. He began to gather his things when suddenly he freezes, remembering what you said about not moving an inch from your spot. He’s astonished to see you cemented on the same couch, in the same position, notes blanketing your thighs along with the pile books pooling at the edge.

You really are determined to beat him, he thought. Bakugou can’t deny he’s impressed with your ambition and drive to be the best among your peers, even if that means sacrificing basic human needs. Like food and sleep.

Although, looking at you right now in this state, with your eyes threatening to close shut, mouth slightly agape, and hair bunched up in a tight knot, it’s clear you were exhausted. He spoke without realizing it.

“Hey dumbass! The fuck you still doing here, huh? It’s almost lights out.”

His brooding voice startled you awake, causing the papers on your lap to spill on the carpeted floor. Bakugou coughed out a low chuckle, amused by how the mere sound of his voice scares you.

“Oh it’s just you,” you said, disregarding how that could easily irritate him.

“Yeah, it’s me. Anyway you should be getting rest. You’re smart enough to know that, idiot.”

Even though it was a subtle backhanded compliment, you couldn’t help but to appreciate him acknowledging your intellect.

“I can’t. I have to go over my flash cards for mathematics and then finish this week’s homework for tomorrow—.”

“Holy fucking shit shut up. Don’t you realize what you’re doing to yourself right now?” When you didn’t answer, Bakugou slapped his forehead. “You’re gonna burn yourself out dumbass! Then you won’t have any motivation left to study for when the exams are actually starting.”

Stunned, you watch as Bakugou stomps over to where you’re sitting at, crimson eyes never leaving yours. He then props his leg on the cushion next to your trembling thighs, out stretching his arm to grab ahold of something. Too focused on the proximity between you two, it didn’t register that he swiped your flash cards from your hands. What is wrong with him? Does he want to sabotage you this badly before exams?

“Bakugou! Give those back! I need them for my exam on Monday!” you ignored how whiny you sounded, not wanting to give Katsuki the satisfaction he thinks he deserves.

“You really think whining like a bitch will make me hand these over? Think again, dumb-.”

You cut him off with a surprise attack, shoving his entire body to the ground with the force of yours. Bakugou’s arms were pinned above him as you tried to pry the flash cards from his death grip on them. Stubbornly, he wiggles his body to keep you from reaching his arms, almost knocking you off his torso like a bull. Looking down, both of you were in a compromising position. Straddling his hips while he laid lifelessly underneath you, panting like a feral dog. You tried to keep the heat from spreading throughout your body as you felt his groin rub against your sex, but failed tremendously when he can obviously see the prominent blush creeping on your cheeks.

“What the fuck was that all about?! Why are you so adamant about beating me so much!” He yelled directly in your face.

A question that neither of you knew the answer to. Why were you so determined to destroy Bakugou? Shouldn’t a fellow honor student be happy that another is also making their education a main priority? Or maybe there is another underlying reason, something deeper under the dermis of your skin that you couldn’t quite reach.

You further the distance away from his face by leaning backwards, eventually hitting the front of his thighs and kneecaps.

“You don’t understand. I have to be good at everything. I need this in order to be the hero I’ve been wanting to be. Even if that means neglecting my own needs...” you paused, unsure if Bakugou was even listening anymore. “That is, until you came along and ruined everything.”

“Hah?!” His reaction was incredulous.

“Don’t “Hah” me! It’s been your plan all along since middle school to top me at everything. So why me?!”

“Well maybe it’s because I’ve always looked up to you dumbass! Have you ever considered that!”

The words tumbled out of his throat as if he’s been holding off on the sentiment. Bakugou Katsuki, the abrasive yet studious boy, just so happens to admire you? Never it occurred to you that maybe, just maybe, you also strived to be the absolute best solely because of him. The way he strides into a battle with confidence, not an ounce of doubt that he’ll lose. His diabolical strategies that somehow works out in the end. Or the way how underneath that rough exterior, he believes he’ll be the one left climbing to the top, along with his peers. It’s his sticky pride that kept the rivalry between you two so alive. But was it really a rivalry after all this time?

Eyes widen at the confession, you stay frozen on his lap, fingers bunching up the top half of his hoodie. The silence broke Katsuki. For once, he wanted you to at least admit it, that you were also in the same boat as he is right now. So, he hesitantly reaches out and rests his palm against your flushed face, basking in at your sudden reaction to him touching you.

“Why does everything have to be a competition between us?” His soft spoken voice was uncharacteristic for him, you were so used to his gravelly tone after years of being the victim to it.

You felt the traces of his warm finger tips tickling lines on your outer cheek, as if he’s done this before.

“Isn’t that our dynamic? Competitive enemies?” The comment made him quirk an eyebrow at you.

“Enemies? You were never one in my eyes in the first place...” He trailed off, getting distracted by how close you’ve gotten to his face. To his lips.

“Then, what am I to you?” you leaned in closer, hoping to catch a glimpse of something in his eyes. You took notice that his pupils were dilated, making his eyes darker than usual. The hand rubbing lines on your cheek snaked around behind your head, taking full comfort on the base of your neck. The feeling was quite foreign to you. How long you yearned till days on end for someone to touch you tenderly like this. Especially from someone like Katsuki Bakugou.

“Does this answer your question.” Was all he said before smashing his lips to mount yours, the sudden contact making you shiver in his arms.

You felt him breathe out in surprise against your mouth when you took the initiative by swiping your tongue on his bottom lip. The kiss was exquisitely slow and intense. So intense that Bakugou forgot where he even was at the moment, too engulfed at the texture of your tongue asking for entrance. The fingers digging into the back of your neck started to hurt, but you didn’t mind the pain, the pleasure overwhelming all your senses. You can hear the harsh undertones of his breathing every time you slightly moved the lower half of your body.

“Stop moving, idiot,” he said breathlessly.

He knew he was fucked by seeing the smirk forming on your lips.

“Oh, you mean like this?” You then grind your hips in a harsh motion, relishing in the bashful look on Katsuki’s face.

He let his hands go freely, attaching themselves on both sides of your hips, grounding you to stop altogether. He sat in an upright position, encasing you between his legs and hard chest, your legs wrapping around his torso. Any other time it’d be comforting, but right now you felt like a bird trapped in a cage.

“Who knew the good girl would be so disobedient? Kind of hot not gonna lie.” He bent his head to where it was directly hovering over the sensitive spot on your collarbone. “Even when we’re just making out, you have to make everything a goddamn competition huh?”

A gasp left your throat once his tongue licked a clean strip on the surface. He chuckled, loving the feeling of you squirming in his muscular arms and continued the attack on your skin. His feather-like kisses switched to full on feverish sucking and biting. He proceeded to suck on the area, letting go with a definite ‘pop’, then returned back by making out on the bruised skin.

The combination of his tongue, the death grip on your hip, and the bulge protruding from his loose sweatpants was too much stimulation already. Before you knew it, Katsuki abruptly stood up from the floor, along with you, and placed you back on the plush couch. Your legs were wide open, giving him a good view of your white panties beneath the school skirt. You clamped your legs together after seeing the blonde lick his lips at the sight.

“D-Don’t be such a pervert,” you squeaked out.

That didn’t stop him from slipping his hand in between the crack of your legs, spreading them wider than before.

“Stop lying to yourself. You’ve imagined me between these thighs haven’t you?” The silence following his question was enough to suffice him. “Such a naughty girl.” Those crimson eyes stared straight ahead as he tugged your panties down a notch.

Here?! Right now? Why couldn’t he reside both of you in his dorm? It was literally at the end of the hallway. Plus, the thought of your teacher, Aizawa, catching you would be mortifying.

Your hand quickly latched itself around Katsuki’s forearm, halting him from proceeding his lustrous actions.

“What are you doing?! We could get caught you idiot!”

Katsuki grins and says, “You’re right. We need to find a way to shut you up.” Without preamble, he practically ripped the thin panties with sheer ferocity, causing you to yelp. You were about to scold him for ruining your favorite pair when said panties got shoved into your open mouth. “Remember, don’t want to get us caught right? Now be the good girl like you are and stay quiet for me.” Obediently you nodded at his order and prayed that whatever he’s going to do to you won’t be too much.

Katsuki hummed, obviously pleased at how well you’re going along with this. He wonders how far you’ll go till you break. With the swipe of his tongue, Katsuki dragged it up and down on the opening of your drenched sex. You mewled at the new sensation, legs already trembling as he his own salvia covered your folds. He bit and nibbled on the sweet spot, the clit, and lapped a few lazy strokes with his pointer finger in circular motions. Before you could stop him, he inserted the lubricant finger into your hole slowly, pumping it a couple of times to get you loosened up. Muffled moans perked up the ears of Katsuki. Looking up, he saw the beautiful sight of your eyes rolled behind your head along with the familiar tint of red on your cheeks. Just like the secretive slut you truly are, you swayed your hips to create more friction. Katsuki acknowledged your needy movements and dipped his head between your legs again, returning back to kissing your sex open mouthed. The lewd noises of him sucking on your wetness elicited a long drawn out moan from you, making Katsuki’s own cock twitch at the glorious sound.

“You’re so fucking cute like this. Almost coming from just my tongue and fingers. Fucking slut,” he said between suctions. “God, what were we thinking...we could’ve just resolved our issues like this every time.”

You grabbed a handful of his spiked up hair and raised his head away from your lower region. While doing so, you spit out the soaked clothed panty from your mouth, letting it drift off to the floor.

“Just s-shut up and do something about m-me,” you manage to croak out. You flicked your eyes on Katsuki and to the hand buried inside your skirt.

“Ah, want more than just my fingers? Could’ve just said so. Why are you being so quiet with your needy demands, babe?”

This newfound nickname plucked a heart sting within you. You shook off his snarky comment and stood up from the couch. If it’s a competition he wants, then it’s a competition he’ll get.

“Take off your pants and sit on the couch.”

Craning his head back, his own roar of a laughter bounced across the quiet room. Laughter dying down, his expression changed seeing how serious you actually were.

“Tch. Whatever you say dumbass. Don’t want you to explode on me now.”

He did as you said and removed the article of clothing, leaving him in nothing but his red boxer briefs. The bulge grew bigger the longer you stared at it. He laid back on the plush cushion and rested his arms behind his head.

“Alright, I’m waiting Y/N,” he taunted you.

One by one, you unbutton your school uniform and let it fall off your shoulders, along with your plaid skirt pooling at your ankles. Arms crossed on your chest you tower over Katsuki, who was surprisingly not staring at your goods, but your eyes. Beckoning you forward with his glare, you straddle him immediately, hands resting on his broad shoulders.

My, all these years of being in the same class and never once did you take advantage of appreciating how chiseled he looked in his hero costume. Sometimes you’d glance his way or pretend to be busy, but really, you wanted to see him in action. The way how his muscles would contract with each swing or punch. It was enough to make a girl swoon. Now you were swooning for sure. On his lap to be precise.

“Oi, you gonna do something nerd? My cock isn’t going to finish off itself.” His voice snapped you back to reality.

It took a few minutes, but you were finally hovering over the tip of his throbbing member, the glistening of his pre-cum coating your fingers. You teased him by rubbing just the tip against your entrance, lubricating the member even more. He tried to muffle his whines, but failed tremendously after feeling his tip graze your sex. Both of you were heavily now, anticipation radiating off of your sweaty bodies. Tenderly, you kissed him open mouth while sheathing yourself on his cock.

“Holy shit, holy fuck fuck fuck,” the vulgar words spilled from his mouth against yours as you bottomed out. You stayed in that position. Still unsure what to do and what you got yourself into. Pretty sure you’re torturing Katsuki by the minute.

“F-Fucking move," He growled in your ear.

Leaning in closer you whisper, “You have to beg for it then.” You nibbled the loose skin on the bottom of his ear and tugged it gently.

“Hell no! God-fucking-damnit don’t make this a competition right now Y/N.” The palm of his abnormally large hand pushed your face away from his. You giggled.

“C’mon Bakugou, there’s no harm in it. Just say please?”

“Fuck you shitty woman...”

“That’s not begging,” you pouted.

He pursed his lips. Bakugou admittedly is getting more turned on by the minute, and not just because you were practically inside him.

“P-Please fucking move. I w-want you to fuck me so bad you have no idea. Please Y/N...”

Smiling, you raised your hips to where the veins on the side of his member scraped the walls within you. It made your cunt twitch in pure ecstasy. Slowly, you lowered yourself back down, only this time you weren’t stagnant. You repeated the same vertical movements, clashing your hips with his. Bakugou titled his head back on the couch, degrading sentiments leaving his mouth as his hands grasped the sweaty flesh of your ass, squeezing it harshly every time you bounced on his dick. The tip of his member taking your breath away as it prodded the spongy walls.

“Yes- oh fuck yes. Ngh, keep doing that. Yeah like that. Hah-fuck, don’t stop,” he said between the constant panting.

Due to your rapid bouncing, your boobs were flailing in the air, occasionally hitting Bakugou in the face. Katsuki took matters into his own hands and latched his mouth around one of your perked nipples. You squealed at the sudden sensation.

“B-Bakugou...don’t do that...it’ll make me come faster,” you moaned as he grazed his teeth on your taut nipple.

For revenge, he tugged back the areola till it reached a few centimeters from your chest. Painful yes, but you couldn’t deny it felt amazing. He quickly let go and returned to sucking on the tit, lathering it up with his own spit. All the while you were riding him till the muscles and tendons in your legs gave out. Steadying your hands on his shoulders, you grounded on your knees to give yourself a better leverage. Feeling touch starved, Bakugou shoved your hands from his shoulders and laced his fingers between them. Like a missing puzzle piece, you fit in perfectly with him. Everything about you was perfection. You defined it. Sitting here watching as you take him well, physically or not, he was completely enamored by the mere sight of you. He craned his head to brush just the tip of your nose. A nose he unmistakably mentally captured because he loved the feature so much.

Although, he couldn’t think straight after that once you bottomed out again and rolled your hips in tune to his panting. You made a mess out of the aggressive blonde. Each time you swayed your body to the side he’d grunt out a low moan, trying to contain his usual loud profanities from waking up your classmates. Bakugou reached down and teasingly rubbed the sensitive bud, getting revenge for all the times you’ve pissed him off. Under your breath, you moaned out his last name.

“Say my name,” he grunted, hands continuing to expertly work on you from below.

Confused, you obeyed and moaned, “Bakugou!”

Suddenly, a painful sting sparked throughout your lower back. Eyes glued shut due to the searing pain, you whimper feeling a calloused hand smooth over the spot on your ass.

Katsuki spanked you. And you liked it.

“My actual name, dumbass. I wanna hear it coming from your mouth.”

With a thrust, you continue moving up and down on his cock, never once missing a beat.

“K-...Katsuki. Katsuki-Katsuki...” his name sounded ethereal, as if he was a higher being.

Katsuki returned the favor and fisted your hair in a tight knot, your scalp screaming at how harsh he was pulling.

“That’s a good girl.”

With a playful slap to your behind, Katsuki roughly shoves you to mount his lips again. Lips parted, both of your tongues twisted against each other, sharing a decent amount of saliva. He slipped out and pecked your lips a few times before biting down on your bottom lip. It didn’t hurt like all the times he inflicted pain on you previously. But this time you swore you felt the trickle of blood trailing down to your chin. The coppery taste infiltrating your taste buds only increased your arousal. What a masochist.

Bakugou noticed the pacing of your movements decreasing, indicating you are already feeling worn out, and steadied his hands onto your hips.

“Just let me do the work here, dumbass,” he said as he thrusted sharply into your womb, causing you to whimper into his neck. “I’ll take good care of you. You deserve a break from studying after all.”

-

You woke up feeling dizzy and fatigued, body aching from your toes to your head. From what you can remember, you were in the middle of studying when...

Katsuki happened.

Then you realized you weren’t in the commons area anymore. Somehow, you were laying in a medium sized bed, covers strewn over your naked body, along with a muscular arm draped across your torso. To your side you can see a passed out Katsuki snoring quietly into his pillow. Even when he’s asleep, he still looks angry.

Jolting upright, you carefully pry his arm from your body. No prevail. He’s got a strong hold on you.

He shuffled in his sleep and tightened his grip around you.

“Mmm...not leaving...stay a little longer,” he mumbled.

You rolled your eyes. “We both can’t walk out of your dorm in the morning. People will get suspicious of us. Not to mention Aizawa,” you retorted back.

“Oh? Don’t like the idea of ‘us’ huh? That’s not what you said last night.”

You didn’t need to look to know he was wearing his infamous shit eating smirk.

“Shut up.”

For the first time you heard Katsuki genuinely laugh without forcing it. You looked over and saw his eyes wide open now, staring at nothing but you.

“Whatever, you love me Y/N.”

“I DO NOT!”

Grabbing your face with his rough hands, he pressed a tender kiss to your lips.

“Go to fucking sleep nerd, we have a pre-exam in a few hours.”

-

(You can obviously tell I got lazy at the end LMFAO. This has been in my drafts for a LONG time. Also, this isn’t edited so please excuse the horrendous text that is this post. Xoxo)

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[spidernerdsblog]

Love Is The Biggest Spell : Chapter One

A/N: Chapter one is here. Two opposite worlds, two opposite lives what happens when fate brings them face to face again? Hope you like this chapter . Feedbacks and suggestions are always welcome.

Pairing : Warlock Tom Holland x half mortal reader

Summary : Witches are forbidden to fall in love with mortals. But what if your long lost love returns to you as a mortal, can you defy your heart? Any spell any magic seems useless in front of the magic of love. Let's join our lovers in their magical conquest beyond life and death as they fight for their love unravelling dark mysteries of the past along their way.

Warnings : language, adult humor.

"Good morning!" You greeted everyone cheerfully at the breakfast table as you pulled out a chair to sit for breakfast. 

"Good Morning to you too Madeleine!'' you cooed to your pet cat who was hovering near your feet. You picked her up and placed her on your lap whilst brushing her soft black furry coat. 

"Honey how are you feeling?" your mom asked. 

"I'm good. Why do you ask?" You bite into your toast.

"Y/N how many times I have told you that whenever you have those nightmares you need to inform me?"

"Really?!" You glanced at your cousin bewildered. 

"I had to." Erica shrugged. 

"And thank you Erica for letting us know."

"Mom it's just a stupid nightmare!"

"Yeah which is not letting me sleep." 

"I didn’t ask you to sleep with me." 

"Y/N don’t talk to your sister like that. She is worried about you just like us moreover she is five months pregnant she needs rest too." 

“Sorry” you mumbled. 

"We are going to the church today to get Father Boris's blessing." 

"Mom not again! Moreover I have to help aunt Rose at the coffee shop since Erica is taking a leave for the next four months.'' you whined. 

"I think your aunt can handle it on her own for today."

"Yeah Y/N listen to your mother, Jane and I can manage it for one day." your aunt reassured you. 

"Why do you and your aunt want to keep that coffee shop in the first place I don't understand. We literally own the Runeshire Daily and after you finish your degree course on journalism  you are going to take my place as the chief editor." You father remarked. 

"Dad, that is our family coffee shop which has been there for ages. And I love working there utilizing my free time. And after uncle Dan that is all aunt Rose has."

After breakfast as it was decided in the morning you were on your way to the church accompanied by your mother. The church was mostly empty as you both approached Father Boris. 

"Good morning Father" you both greeted. 

"Good morning. How are you Y/N?" He asked. 

"I'm good Father." You gave a tight lipped smile. 

"So again that horrible dream I suppose." 

You looked down and nodded in reply. 

"Father, why is this still happening to her?" 

"Mrs Warren God works in his own mysterious ways, maybe he is trying to send a message and we are mere humans. How can we decipher what he has in his mind? Just have faith in him and everything will be fine." 

He then turned to you. You lowered your head as he sprinkled some holy water on you and began reciting. 

"O God, who for the salvation of mankind hast appointed water to be the foundation of the greatest mysteries, graciously hear our prayers and fill this element of water, which has in manifold ways been purified, with Thy power and blessing; so that this creature of Thine may be used in Thy mysteries and endowed with Thy divine grace to drive away devils and to cast out diseases; that whatever in the houses or possessions of Thy faithful shall be sprinkled by this water, may be freed from everything unclean or hurtful. Let no spirit of pestilence or baleful breath dwell therein. Let all the snares of the enemy who lieth in wait for us, be driven forth, and let everything that threatens the safety or peace of the dwellers therein be banished by the sprinkling of this water, so that the health which they seek by calling upon Thy holy Name may be guarded from all assaults."

After the rites were completed you and your mother lit some candles near the altar and prayed for a while. You turned to leave but stopped in your tracks when you noticed your mother not coming along. 

"You aren't coming?" 

"No I want to spend some more time here you go or else you will be late for your class." 

"Okay then bye. See you in the evening" after you left the church your mother went up to Father Boris. 

"Umm Father I wanted to talk to you about something else too." 

"Please do not hesitate Mrs Warren" he reassured. 

"I think it's time to give her this. So can you bless this too?" your mother held out a ring in her hand it was a metallic ring with intricate celtic patterns etched out on its surface. 

"I understand what you are going through Mrs Warren. I have been seeing Y/N since her childhood and she is definitely a miracle child. But as her mother you have to stay strong, she will be needing her family's support to battle whatever is coming her way after she turns 25." He took the ring from her hand.

“I’ll have this purified and blessed. Don’t worry everybody here is God’s children he will surely look after her.”

You practically ran through your campus to reach your class. As you reached the hallway you stopped for a moment to catch your breath when across the hall you caught sight of the most hot and happening man in your life Cole Sprouse. You have known each other since childhood going to the same highschool and now the same university. In no time your  relationship transitioned from best friends to lovers. You were the 'it' couple of your class. Strangely you both never actually said those three magical words to each other but everytime you look at that raven haired blue eyed boy your heart skipped a beat. Cole was chatting with some other guys and his face lit up when he noticed you. He waved at you as you jogged your way towards him and threw your arms around to hug him. 

"Hey!" 

"Hi babe." He pecked your lips. 

"Hey you are late today!" Tony tapped your shoulder.

"Yeah sorry"

"C'mon hurry up or we will get late for the class. Let's go!" Jane came running across the hall.

After the class ended you were hanging out with your friends in the library. You were snuggled close to Cole as his hands lazily wrapped around your shoulder.

"So why didn't you come to the cafe today? It was quite a rush today." Jane asked. 

"Don't ask.. Mom took me to the church to get blessed." you scoffed.

"Mrs Warren finally came to know about the carnal sins you two commit in your bedroom." 

"Oh shut up!! It's nothing like that." You scorned. 

"Then what is it?" 

"Nothing it's just I get this stupid recurring nightmare once in a month where a group of men are chasing after me." 

"Oooooh interesting, are you sure it's a nightmare not one of kinky sexual fantasies?" everyone laughed. 

"Fuck off!! I'm not telling you anything." you grimaced.

"I'm joking.. I’m joking, come on now tell us." 

"So these men are trying to kill me because I'm a witch. Then someone shot me at the back and there's blood everywhere. And I don't have any fucking clue to why I get this horrible dream." 

"So do you know these men?" 

"No, their faces were all blurry. But according to Father Boris and my mom believes it too that I'm having visions of my past life and that’s insane! right?" 

"So you mean to say you were a witch in your past life that's awesome! Do you have a witch mark?" Jane joked

"Seriously? You deadpanned 

"it's the 21st century, not the mediaeval era. All this witch, magic and past life are utter bullshit!"

"See men were and always will be a dick." you added.

"Ouch!" Cole pretended to be hurt. 

"Sorry honey but that's sadly true." you pouted

"But you can't live without this dick can you?" you elbowed him hard giving him a playful glare.  

"Oww!" he winced as you continued 

"So as I was saying, men have always enjoyed superiority in the society and the time these witch trials began coincided with the time when women were finally finding their voice and demanded equal rights. 

And it's clear as the daylight in those times a strong opinionated woman was always looked down upon as a threat to the society so what's better than tagging them as witches and slaughtering them to shut them up.'' you ranted. 

"But there are reports of male witches being killed too." Tony pointed out.

"That's just to deceive people because the majority were women who have been killed." 

"You are just getting emotional with this." Cole said. 

"Your grandfather was a witch hunter right?" 

"Yeah sure he was." Cole admitted rather proudly.

"And you are proud of that?" 

"No not proud but kind of awesome too. 

" He killed innocent women, how's that awesome?!" you both started arguing. 

"How can you tell they were innocent? What I have heard is that they used to practise black magic to harm people." 

"Those are just lame superstitions." 

"You are forgetting that your grandfather was a part of that witch hunting group too." 

"And I'm so ashamed of him. I wish he rots in hell." 

"Okay that's enough of the discussion on witches and hunters. Can we focus on tomorrow's field trip to the mystical woods?!" Jane scowled. 

"Oh yeah thanks for reminding me about that." 

"Uggh! I hate historical field trips!" Cole groaned.

"It's part of our assignment on the research we are doing on the town's history." 

"I regret taking history as my elective man!" 

"Professor Brown will be so disappointed to hear this from his favourite student." Tony jokes. Cole rolled his eyes. 

"I really like the mystical woods though." You said absentmindedly. 

"What's so special about that place?" 

"I don't know. I just feel a sort of connection with that place. That place just calms my mind."

………………….. 

"Give this to her a month before she turns 25."

These particular words echoed in Martha's mind as she fiddled with the ring in her hand. 

"Honey, do you know where my glasses are?" Your father asked your mother as he searched for his glasses. But she was engrossed in deep thought. 

"Honey, is everything okay?" your mother was broken from her thoughts. 

"Hmm yeah-yeah." 

"What is that in your hand?" 

"It's this" she showed him the ring. 

"I think it's time to give her this as I was told to do so and maybe tell her the truth." 

"Not again, we are not telling her anything." 

"What if something bad happens to her Fred?" 

"Martha you're just being paranoid." 

"Oh am I Fred?! Because deep within your heart you also know that whatever is happening with her isn't just some petty nightmares." your mother snapped. 

"They are petty nightmares!" 

"Then why only on every full moon night does she have those dreams? And you know very well what happened on such a night 25 years ago in that forest." 

"You are just worrying too much and she will be completely fine." 

"I'm her mother Fred! And a mother has to worry when her daughter doesn't have any sensation to anything hot." 

"She suffers from peripheral neuropathy and the doctor himself confirmed that to us."

"Oh for God's sake! Do you believe that? How much you try to ignore the fact but Y/N isn't a normal girl, maybe she isn't a complete human!" she muttered. 

"What do you mean to say that Y/N, our daughter is…is a… Fred lowered his voice

witch?" He whispered. 

"Honey why are you trying to unsee the uncanny resemblance Y/N shares with her. Those eyes, that exact same face… " your mother broke down as tears filled her eyes. Fred hugged her planting a kiss on her forehead and spoke calmly. 

"Honey I know you are scared but nothing has happened all these years and I'm sure nothing bad will happen in the future just relax and let her also live her life peacefully." 

"I'm home!" You chirped as you entered your house. Your parents quickly composed themselves, your mother wiped her tears.

"Oh you're finally back! I need to talk to you about something." your mother exclaimed.

"Me too! But me first" you said excitedly.

"Tomorrow as you know we are going to the mystical woods so can you please wake me up early in the morning."

"Mystical woods what for?!" 

"Field trip I told you earlier."

"Oh! it must have slipped my mind." 

"So what did you have to say to me?" 

"Not say actually I wanted to give you something."

"Here." Your mother held the ring in front of you. 

"What's this?"

"This will protect you from every danger I had it blessed by Father Boris. Whatever happens, never take this off." 

"Mooom! Wasn't the blessing enough? You know very well that I don't believe in this nonsense stuff." 

"Y/N this is the last time I'm asking something from you. Please honey can't you wear this for your mother's sake? So that she can be sure that you are safe wherever you are." 

"Okay.. if this makes you stop worrying about me then I'm going to wear it." You slid the ring in your middle finger. 

"See! now happy? How can I ever say no to my lovely mom anyways?" you hugged her tightly. 

……………………….. 

“I’ll come back Tom. I promise no force of nature can keep us apart.”

"Brother you need to stop now and move on. She is not going to come back." Harry advised Tom. Tom was broken out from his thoughts who was staring at a framed photograph in his hand. 

"No she has to, she promised me that she will come back." he said lowly.

"Brother it's been 25 years you have to understand she is gone forever, she is dead." Tom clenched his jaws. 

"Moreover it was kind of her fault if she would have listened in the first place she needn't had to die such a gruesome death." Tom swiftly raised his hand, rage in his eyes and Harry was lifted in mid air by an invisible hand choking him around his neck. 

"Choose your words wisely Harry!" Tom growled. 

"Tom, even if you kill me, reality will never change those pesky humans killed her!" Harry choked. Tom let him down as Harry gasped for air. 

"Why have you even come here, leave me alone!" 

"I just came to inform you that father was looking for you." 

"Why?"

"Don't know may be about you taking the place of the next High Priest of our coven."

"We are deeply honored to establish a relationship with your family Father Holland." 

"It's my pleasure Lady Layman to make your eldest daughter a part of our family." 

"Father, you were looking for me?" Tom interrupted their conversation.

"Yes Thomas come sit."

"Thomas as one of the finest students of the academy and the most eligible Warlock you know you are most likely going to be the next high priest of our coven after me. So your mother and I want you to get married to Lady Layman’s eldest daughter Zendaya."

"Father, what has me being the High Priest has to do with my marriage? And Z is a friend of mine. I can’t marry her." 

"The coven needs a high priestess Thomas."

"Then you should start considering other warlocks like Harrison, I think he will be perfect. I don't think I can share my life with someone else in my life ever again." 

……………………………. 

It was an early autumn morning and a frosty chill hung in the air. The sweet surrendering scent of the morning dew filled the forest with a scent that did not belong on earth. Autumn leaves from the tall trees lay scattered on the forest floor; each of them turning brittle brown; there was a sound like dried cereal being crunched underfoot, pushing their papery remains deep into the soft soil. The dark shadows of the voluminous trees and the surrounding bushes had become the backbone of the forest, standing as passive protectors of a peaceful place. 

"This place spooks the hell out of me." Tony commented. 

"Students, the tree you are looking at is where the witches were hanged to death during the witch trials back then." Professor Brown pointed towards a huge oak tree probably a few hundred years old with a huge canopy. 

"We are going to spend an hour or two here so you all can explore and take pictures for your report. Stay close and don't go too deep inside the forest." Everyone scattered in different directions. 

You were walking behind your group, your eyes went to an abandoned path trailing deep inside the forest. A strange attraction was born inside you. You felt as if the path was luring you towards it. 

"Hey guys look at that road I think we should go there." 

"And get lost or most probably killed by a wild animal." Jane snickered.

"Don't be a pussy nothing will happen, maybe we can get to know something more. C’mon guys it will be fun! You pouted with puppy eyes. 

"Okay let's go." Everyone agreed. 

You all took the abandoned road slowly walking deeper inside the forest. The forest was ancient. The trees are thick and old, roots that were twisted. It's canopy was so dense that you could only see the occasional streak of sunlight that rarely touched the forest floor.

"Well, well, well look what we have here a flock of sheep coming this way." Laura gave an evil smirk as she pointed others towards your group from a distance behind the trees. 

"Guys call me whatever but I don't feel right here. This place is giving an eerie feeling let's go back." Tony cautioned, you all stopped for a moment to decide whether to go on further or not suddenly you heard a faint humming sound. A sweet feminine voice luring you towards itself. You didn't care to look back if others were following you as you walked forward following the direction of the voice. 

"Guys can you hear this faint music coming from the distance?" You turned around to find no one. The place appeared familiar to you as it suddenly hit you that you have seen this place in your dreams. You decided to continue moving forward. The forest was so still you could only hear the tread of your feet and the cracking of twigs and leaves underfoot. A smell of timidness hovers in the air... no clue of what is ahead! You clutch your fists tightly, as you keep moving forward. The bushes and trees of low growth had disappeared, to make room for gigantic mahogany trees, century old cork trees, and the acajou, whose sombre branches formed a vaulted roof of green eighty feet above your head. The path had grown wider, and stretched, in a gentle incline, towards a hillock of moderate height, entirely free from trees. There in the middle of the clearing you saw a platform more like an altar just like we get to see in churches made of big rocks. A big flat piece of rock mounted on two other rocks which were mostly acting like pillars. You went near it to examine it carefully gently brushing your hand over the smooth surface whilst circling around it. It was quite old as moses covered the surface, ferns growing at the bottom of the rock pillars. You heard the rustling of leaves in the nearby bushes. 

"Guys?? Are you there?" You looked around. 

"It's not funny c'mon." 

"Jane?!" You heard the cracking of leaves. 

"Cole is that you?!"

"Scream as much as you want human no one is going to hear your cries." Laura gave out a sinister laugh and began chanting a spell. 

You decided to go back and find your friends. You went to retrace the path you took to go back but suddenly out of nowhere a dense mist started to engulf the forest blocking everything from your sight. You were practically stuck in the middle of the forest lost with no way to go back. You took out your phone to open the GPS but to your dismay there was no network in that area. 

"Fucking piece of shit!!" You cursed at your phone. 

"Let's teach her a lesson shall we?" Remy suggested with a wicked smile. 

"Guys I think we should stop here, that is enough for today. We should not harm innocent people." Jacob advised. 

"No human is innocent, Jacob. Murdering is in their blood." Remy jibed. 

He focused on the branch of the tree you were standing underneath. You were fidgeting with your phone when it slipped off your hands. 

"Shitt!!"you moved forward and bent down to pick up your phone. 

And just then the branch broke with a loud crack missing you by a hair. You jumped aside looking up the tree gasping in shock. 

"What the hell! Really shouldn't have come here" you repented. 

"Good incantation you dimwit" Angourie mocked. 

"This wasn't to happen. How could it miss her?" he frowned. 

"Because you didn't focus properly!" 

"What are you all doing?" Tom suddenly appeared from nowhere. 

"Nothing Tom." Jacob said. 

"How many times do you need to be told that you should not use your powers to harass or create problems for others be it witches or humans?" 

"We were just having a little fun, that's it." Remy reasoned. 

"Throwing a branch of a tree on someone is fun to you?!" Tom snapped at him. 

"These humans deserve this for what they have done to our kind!"

"You are not the one to decide who deserves what and that girl definitely didn't do anything wrong!" 

"Yes Tom is right we can't judge someone for the wrongdoing of their ancestors." Zendaya also appeared at the scene. 

 "But she's trespassing our sacred place!"

"Enough! I don't want to hear anything, go back to the academy right now! I'll deal with you guys later" saying that Tom took off to your direction mumbling a spell to clear off the mist. 

"When did you become such an empathetic witch, sister?" Angourie smirked. 

"I don't have any choice, mother's instructions to try to get inside his heart and convince him for the marriage. Or else if it was me I would have levitated that girl in the air." Zendaya shrugged giving an evil grin. 

Tom slowly walked towards you as you desperately tried to contact your friends. 

"Are you lost love?" He said from behind. You jumped back in fright tripping on a rock and twisting your leg. You lost balance but before you could fall you felt two firm hands catching hold of your shoulders as you felt your back pressed against a broad chest. Your eyes were closed shut as you  clutched onto your phone tightly, your breathing erratic.

"It's okay love I got you." You heard the person reassure you in his thick British accent. He steadied you on your feet letting go of your shoulders. 

You slowly turned around to have a look at the person who saved you from falling down, and as soon as your face became visible to Tom his eyes went wide as a chill ran down his spine. He froze then there as he blurted out. 

"Amber?!!"

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[zuffer-weird-girl]

Be quiet!

You had the urge to just shout at those motherfuckers just to see if they would stop making so many noise. But you merely breathed in and out in favor of calming yourself down to prevent any sounds to come out of you.

Especially when some man was sleeping peacefully for once in your side.

Chisaki never knew how to hold himself back with whatever he did or choose to do. Pops always commented, and you had to agree, that Kai takes tuings a bit, LOT, too far than necessary... his job on the yakusa was a living proof of that.

Just yesterday the man sended four people to the hospital for insulting the yakusa or Pops on his front... they aparently were in a coma.

Not only that but how he digged himself into work; spending hours even on his office. And he would only come out of that room if he was satisfied with himself at how much work he had done that day.

You lost count on how many times you had to drag that bastard out of that room, almost passing out with sleep in the middle of the hallway and having to hear a bit of his complains if how much his head hurted.

Of fucking course sweetheart you would have your eyes sore, chill for once!

When Kai finally admited he was tired, his personality did a whole 180 defree turn, for real. The usual cold, unforgiving and stoic man would just melt on a puddle of sleepy little bird who just wants to close his eyes and fall asleep for once... demandinh your sweet touches or on his head and scalp or on his back.

He loved the sweet scratches on his back musvpes and lived only to feel your gentle touch on him... he admit it? Hell no. He had a reputation to up load.

And you loved and took advantage of everytime he was like this? Yes. Without shame.

He was just so cute whenever those puff golden eyes looked at you before he shoved his face on the crook of your neck, in the top of your head or even on your thighs and just wordless told you to start that magical touch of yours that could lull him to a peaceful sleep.

Although... the Shie Hassaikai was never a quiet place. Especially when the creatures named Rappa, Mimic and Chrono lived on there.

Chrono was the most quiet but yet whenever he would get too much into a argument or a discussion his voice showed out... while you didn't had to comment about Rappa or Mimic...

Your jaw tightened in irritation at hearing the shouts and Nemoto's demands for the rest of the gang to keep their voice down, knowing that his master was taking his rest.

Your eye twitched when Rappa just told him to fuck off while you mentally cringed and gasped when Chisaki grunted a bit on his sleep...

Afraid that he would wake up, you traced your fingers through his hair while the other carresed his cheek a bit, that frow on his forehead dissapearing as his face returned to a peaceful one.

You sighed in relief before slowly getting out from your sitting position on the bed. You knew how Kai was a light sleeper, but he was so tired that he apparently didn't caught yet the yelling outside of his room... and even made a slightly aoft snore sound, making you giggled a bit before you closed the door.

Just when you closed you flinched at Mimic's yell and threats of death while the other precepts tried to calm him down.

That's it. If Chisaki wake up with this, that man was staying grumpy as fuck for the rest of the week, and he NEEDED his fucking rest.

Glaring already at the group when you found them, Mimic being hold by Chrono and Tengai while Nemoto tried to reason with the man as Rappa only cursed even more... Setsuno, Tabe and Hojo shared worried looks while Deidoro just slurped his laugh before he drinked on his bottle again.

You bringed your hand close to your face and made a rather loud noise of 'SHHH', catching everyone attention and making even Rappa and Mimic stop yelling at each other.

"For God's sake keep it down!" You whispered shouted with a irritated face "Overhaul is just some rooms away sleeping, have some respect!"

"We kinda were trying if it wasn't for these two." Chrono hissed while he finally let go of Mimic.

"We apologize miss (Y/n)." Nemoto bowed in shame along with Tengai... before Rappa just let out a scoff.

"Do I even care if that fucker is sleeping? Soon Im going to ask another match so the earlier the fucking better!"

"Rappa please-" you begged while lifting your hands up

"YoU sHOuLD Be FUcKinG GrAtEfUl FoR bEinG AccEPtEd On ThE YakUSa StUpID Bag Of MeAT!" This time even stesuno and Hojo had to help Chrono to hold him for not attacking Rappa, Tabe and Nemoto almost giving their all strenght to hold Rappa back as well.

"THE FUCK YOU CALLED ME SHRIMP?!"

"ShRImP YoUR fUcKinG Ass! I wiLL GivE YoU A LeSSon FoR bEinG So DisrEsPeCtFuL wITh oveRHaul AnD ThE YakUSa PUNK-!"

Your eye twitched violently as that while you cringed your tteth together in pure hatred, now it wasn't only the two that were yelling but almost everyone on that room... you made a grunting sound as you gripped a bit on your hair...

Gosh, one fucking day, one day you wanted it for your boyfriend to have a peaceful nap. It was that much to ask?!

"QUIET!" you shouted while you steped hard on the ground, beinging your hands to your side after your deadly and threatening yell at the ten man in front of you.

You mentally slapped yourself at collaborating at their loud noise but yet sighed a bit in relief when all of them had their eyes wide open but completely silent.

You were a bit like Kai in some ways, only shouted when necessary. You guessed it that by all of their reactions it was because it was the first time everyone of them had heard you raising your tone of voice like that.

They lowered their heads in some respect as even rappa rubbed the vack of his neck and muttered a apology.

You sighed again and rested your forehead on your hand, muttering 'finally'.

You although arched one eyebrow when all of them tensed while looking at something behind you before Chrono just said the name you so desperately didn't wanted to hear at that time.

"Overhaul." He greeted while the others bowed at their leader right besides his lover. You turned a bit around with furrowed eyebrows to see still tired eyes, so much that they were still blinking away the sleep, hair a bit messy as he supressed a tired yawn with his gloved hand.

He merely sended them a what was suppose to be a glare and blindly reached for your hand and pushed you along with him back to his bedroom.

"Kai I'm so sorry for wakening you up." You started the moment you got in the room while he closed the door slowly "They were just being too loud and I tried to tell them to keep their voices down but they wouldn't hear me until I shouted and-"

"Quiet." He mumbled before he pushed you to lay on the bed, shortly following after to lay on your chest with a content sigh "You weren't in bed and I heard those shitheads arguing..." he mumbled on your skin before resting his cheek and breathing in slowly to let out another pleased sigh.

"So you did woke up before that uh?" You said in sadness at seing his peaceful sleep was interrupted... again.

He grunted before his hand grabbed on your wrist and placed it to his darkbrow looks.

"I woke up because you weren't here. So just do that thing to compesate your fault."

Your heart flutered at such words before you smiled warmly and started to trade your fingers through his soft hair, giggling a bit at the similiar sounds of purring he let out now at then.

He literally didn't gave a damn about his mysophobia when he was sleepy. He was so adorable like this! So you treasured every moment whenever it was possible.

Soon you scowled at hearing the noises again, this time they were arguing about who will die first or who was the one to blame.

You grunted before feeling his arms wrapping around your frame, caging you to him as he buried hsi face on your neck.

"Not even the most expensive and comfiest pillow or cushions can compare to your softeness and warmth my angel..." he muttered with closed eyes as he nuzzled a hit "I love every second of it."

You mentally shouted in glee at hearing his words, not only almost dying by his cutennes but also because Chisaki felt comfortable enough to be that vulnerable around you... and the most important? He sayed the "L" words without a problem.

"Glad to hear this my devil." You whispered before planting your lips on his forehead before taking his mask off to plant a kiss on his lips "Sleep well my handsome man."

He growled a response beforw his breath became steady and relaxed, his chest rising and falling into you as his body finally accepted the rest he so desperately needed it.

You flinched and stoped a bit your petting at hearing the shouts and some cracking nkises sound, only to return your attention at your boyfriend, scowling at losing the sweet contact of your fingers on his scalp before relaxing when you returned them.

#overhaul x reader #overhaul scenario #fanfic overhaul #overhaul #chisaki kai imagine scenario #kai chisaki x reader #chisaki kai x reader #kai chisaki #chisaki kai #chisaki x reader #bnha imagine #bnha x reader #bnha characters #bnha villains #bnha #bnha fanfiction #my writing #zuffer writing

[kaadhalil]

i can feel you take control (of who i am)

context: @webheadstan and i were talking yesterday and basically i came up with the idea that there is not any birbal x akbar fics. and they kept enabling my bs and now we're here. im so sorry

cw: light swearing, pretentious fuckery, premarital handholding❤️

word count: 1,685

Short. Shorter. Comparative nouns. Mere concepts of measurement. Why would it matter? What is the point of any of this? Time trickles away as Birbal sits in his room, barely lit by a single candle. The breeze is strong tonight, the trees outside his windows shake their leaves, and Birbal feels as though the leaves are mocking him.

He's not doing okay, cut the man some slack.

He rises from his seat once the breeze picks up speed, threatening to snuff his candle. The wind is telling him to go to sleep. He tries to lie down and do just that. But he can't. He twists and turn in his bed, silky sheets tangling like his mind, every memory of the day running through his head over and over again and plaguing his dreams. He wants to sleep but sleep doesn't come. He's anxious. He's restless. He's worried. He's an idiot.

"So you think you're smart?" asked Akbar, his tone friendly, dripping with an emotion Birbal cannot understand. He fiddles his thumbs, watching the emperor intently. They are stood in the far end of the palace hallway, a balcony overlooking the mango groove. They stand silent, watching the sunset, the air is scented saccharine from the mangoes and thick from a tension Birbal cannot seem to understand.

Birbal smiles. Smart. Of course, he's smart. He'll crack the funniest jokes, he'll say the wittiest things just to see the emperor laugh. It's his favourite thing. Akbar laughing. Eyes shining brighter than the diamonds he's wearing, cheeks rosier than the roses that grow in the palace garden, a laughter that sounds like music to his ears, a rhythm so gentle and deep. He loves that he's the reason for that laughter.

("Oi Birbal," calls Kabir, the palace gardener when he catches Birbal sitting all by himself by the rose bushes cradling a duck in his arms. "What the fuck are you doing here, pal?"

Birbal turns. The duck quacks loudly, startling him, and pecks his hand. Birbal drops him in shock. The duck scoffs and slowly waddles away.

"What are you doing with one of the palace ducks? Don't you have like, I don't know, royal duties to do? Oh, my God are you ruining my roses?! Get out!"

"Nothing's wrong with your roses. I'm sorry. I needed somewhere quiet to think," says Birbal, sounding not sorry at all. No, he's busy thinking of other things.

The palace gardener looks down at him like a displeased mother. Birbal wants to disappear.

"Why'd you look so sad, buddy?" Kabir asks, as he begins plucking his roses.

Birbal looks up at the red, red roses in his hand. Some are small, some are big. He's beginning to go insane.

"How do you change things without changing them?" Birbal blurts. He doesn't know why he asked the gardener. If Birbal doesn't know, how would a mere gardener know?

Kabir gives him a look. "Something to do with the emperor?" Birbal doesn't answer. "I don't know what you're saying to be honest with you," says Kabir, twirling a large full bloomed rose in his hand. "But you change things without changing them by changing everything but them."

"Thanks, Kabir. That helped me in no way!" says Birbal, getting up. He shouldn't be wasting his time like this.

Kabir rolls his eyes as he picks a smaller rose and lays it in his basket right next to the bigger one he'd picked before.

"Sometimes, you are so dense, Birbal," he says.)

"Of course, I'm smart, your majesty," says Birbal. He isn't watching the sunset. He's too busy entranced with the single curl that rests near Akbar's ear. He wonders if that curl tickles.

"Well then, aren't you cocky?" chuckles Akbar. "You think you can answer every question ever?"

"No, but I'd love to try. I'm always up for a challenge. Even if it means doing the impossible."

("It's fucking impossible!" exclaims Birbal. "This is bullshit. I'm going to quit my job. It's not worth it!"

"Woah, hey, man. Keep the negativity away from the kitchens. This place is for good vibes and good vibes only. I'll kick you out. I don't care if you're a courtier," says Rahul, the head cook in-charge. Rahul is busy balancing plates and overlooking the dinner prep goes smoothly. The kitchen is hot, everyone is sweaty but Birbal has nowhere else to go. People keep kicking him out.

"I want to give up," whines Birbal, as he rolls one of the laddus in his hand. It's small.

Rahul comes closer to the forlorn courtier who's sitting atop one of the kitchen counters and silently muttering to himself like a madman. "Maybe if you shared your problem I could help you?"

Birbal sighs. Sure, why not? He's now accepted that he isn't as smart as he thought. "How do you change things with thout changing them?" he asks.

Rahul cocks an eyebrow at him. He reaches for the bowl next to Birbal and rolls a laddu. It's big. "You don't. You let things be. If change doesn't want to be forced then change shouldn't be," says Rahul. He yanks Birbal's smaller laddu from his hands and places it on the plate.

And then Rahul places his bigger laddu right next to it.

"What if change really, really needs to happen but it shouldn't?"

"Then it will. Or it already has. And you're just blind, Birbal.")

"Well then," says Akbar. He has a stick of charcoal in his hand. He looks at Birbal, something mischievous brewing beneath his eyes.

Birbal knows almost every emotion behind those honey coloured eyes like it's the back of his hand. Almost.

Emperor Akbar draws a line on one of the pillars next to him. He then turns to Birbal, a cheeky smile playing at his lips. "You see this line? If you're so smart then I want you to shorten it."

Birbal extends his hand to rub it off but Akbar catches it.

Birbal looks down at their hands. His fingers are long and slender compared to the emperor's short and thick ones. It's an imperfect fit. He could obsess over it.

"I want you to shorten it without touching it," says Akbar, his tone teasing. He graces Birbal with a playful smile.

"What?" exclaims Birbal. "That's not possible."

"Oh, so you aren't as smart as I thought?"

"No! I am! I mean..." says Birbal, flushed. "This is kind of ridiculous, your majesty."

"If so then do it. Make that line short. Go on."

Birbal blinks. He doesnt get it. He doesn't know what to do.

"Tell you what. We'll come back tomorrow. If you manage to do it, I'll reward you."

"What's the reward, your majesty?"

Akbar smiles even wider. His eyes shine with an emotion Birbal has grown so familiar to yet he doesn't understand. "Whatever you wish," says Akbar.

("It's so simple, dear Birbal," says Akbar, cupping the side of Birbal's face and gracing him with a fond smile. Birbal has seen that look plenty of times before. It's soft. It's comforting. It's kind. It's the same look he's graced with everytime Birbal lets the emperor win at Snakes & Ladders. It's the same look he's graced with when they feed the ducks together. It's the same look the king gives him in the court daily whenever their eyes meet. "Can't you see?" he asks.

"See what?" Birbal asks, frustrated. Why is everyone around him so cryptic?

"You really are so blind," teases Akbar. "The answer is right before you. It's staring you in the eye. The answer is begging you to notice but you don't."

"Why can't you just tell me the answer instead?"

"I believe you aren't that dense and you don't need things spelled out for you."

"I'm frustrated," pleads Birbal. He's at his wits end.

"So am I. I'm frustrated that you wake up everyday and you choose to be a blind idiot who thinks you could hide things from me."

"What?!"

"Wake up. I'm waiting for you. Always have been."

Birbal blinks awake.)

He stands in the same hallway as yesterday. The pillar with the line. It's a fine sunny afternoon. The breeze is light. The sky is cloudless. The bees are buzzing. There's a thousand butterflies dancing in his ribcage wanting fly away.

It's so easy. It's all he's ever wanted. He's just been too much of an idiot to understand.

To change something that shouldn't be changed you change the everything but that. Be and let it be.

Change isn't forced. It has already happened. It has happened unnoticed, quiet. How dare. Birbal would've liked to have been told when it had happened.

He would've liked to have been told he fell in love.

"Go on," urges Akbar, twirling a rose in his hand. "Do it."

Birbal grips his charcoal stick in his sweaty hand and clumsily reaches for the pillar. And slowly he draws a longer line next to the emperor's.

He feels Akbar's eyes on him. Doesn't understand why that makes him nervous. The charcoal stick breaks right as he finishes. He gripped it too hard.

"Short," says Birbal, facing the emperor. The emperor is a good 3 inches shorter than him. "Your line is now shorter. I didn't touch it."

Akbar smiles. "Very clever, Birbal." Akbar hasn't once looked at the lines. He's intently looking at Birbal. "Ask for your reward."

Birbal glances away. The bees are buzzing and the butterflies are out of control.

"I- I don't know," says Birbal, hesitation at his throat. "Would you like a walk in our rose garden, your majesty?"

"I would like that very much," he says. Akbar reaches over to tuck his rose into Birbal's hair. "I'd love to. I've been waiting for you. Always have been."

"You don't have to wait any longer," says Birbal, slipping his hand into the emperor's and pulling him to the gardens.

Birbal looks down. His fingers are long and slender compared to the emperor's short and thick ones. Akbar's fingers have more rings, they have a gentler grip.

Birbal grips tighter. It's a perfect fit.

#if there isnt any homosexual subtext i will create it #this is a shitpost i want to apologize to everyone especially @ god #idek what to tag this as #desi tag

[babygirlofwakanda]

Season’s Greeting

CHARACTERS — Giselle X Chris Hemsworth

CONTENT — Christmas Shenanigans and Surpises!

PLOT — A little somethin’ surrounding Christmas.

NARRATIVE — Christmas has always been an event for Giselle. Dating back to her excitement and starry eyed gaze at the string lights as a child in Texas, the brown beauty’s unconditional love for the holiday hasn’t strayed throughout the decades.

Sharing her passion with her husband, Chris quickly understood the importance to Giselle and has since aided in making this time of year special for her and now for their children.

A long way from the modern style home he once knew, the six-foot four man stood in between the living room and kitchen with his hands on his hips and admired the festive changes. With an array of red, white and gold accented decor spread through the house Chris took everything in. Starting from the train track underneath the eight-foot tree, red throw pillows and holiday figurines on the tables to the mistletoe he stashed above the doorways.

Stifling out a laugh at his wife’s attention to detail the Aussie shuffled over to the mirror in the hallway and flattened his palm over his black long-sleeve shirt before sighing while looking at his TAG Heuer.

“Giselle— sweetheart! The reservation is for eight and its almost six forty-five, we gotta hit the road!”

“—I know Chris, I’m coming! Uh, just gimme like five more minutes.” He heard her promise, making Chris exhale only for him to inhale the scented pine cones dipped in various oils scattered around his house.

Whispering, “What the hell is she doing up there..” under his breath, Chris waltzed into the kitchen.

Reaching down the actor stole a couple of gumdrop from his children’s gingerbread houses, propped up against the countertop before popping a few into his mouth. Grabbing another gumdrop from the rooftop of the gingerbread house, Chris allowed the smooth harmonies of The Temptations Silent Night playing from the speakers to distract him from the time.

Alone in the kitchen with a mouth full of candy Chris tried to hold the classic ‘silent night’ note only for his gruff voice to come out in the wrong pitch. “—damn babe!” He heard Giselle’s squeak out from behind.

Turning around as Giselle’s infectious laugh echoed through the kitchen, the Aussie strolled closer and continued his singing; keeping a smile on her face.

Inching his face closer towards Giselle, he cradled her face and started to lower his face only to pause mid-motion as he admired her undeniable beauty.

Meeting him halfway Giselle lifted her face to kiss him; immediately muffling his singing. Pulling back from the tender kiss Giselle felt Chris nudge his nose against hers in a way to subliminally ask for another kiss before she placed a hand against his black silk shirt and whispered, “Let’s go.” against his lips.

“Uh, okay,” Chris groaned, as he stood straight with a pout, “—but not before you spin around for me!” He hyped, quickly replacing his frown with a sly grin.

Sliding his palm into hers, Chris lifted their hands up and motioned for her to twirl around. Gluing his eyes to her body as Giselle pivoted in a circle, he watched the silk and denim pairing clutch onto every slope of her body. Leaving Chris blinking away the lust from his orbs before she turned to him; exhaling Chris licked over his lips before he ushered them out.

Oh, how date night was Chris’s fucking favorite night. With the children out with their grandparents; Alex and Janice who arrived last night, they were out doing some last minute shopping before taking the kids to see Frozen 2 for the umpteenth time.

The clinging of silverware, small chatter and the sizzling of the food carried on the trays of passing waiters filled Giselle’s ear. Glancing around the deck Giselle admired the string lights wrapped around the balcony and beams while the dark purple hue above painted the sky as the sunsetted above the ocean.

Enthralled in the scene, Giselle felt the wind softly blow through her hair while she breathed in the salty air before shifting around. Taking ahold of her straw, she stirred the strawberry lemonade conation and gripped the glass before bringing it to her lips.

Gulping down her drink in one take she heard her husband clear his throat before his voice followed, “Uh, is everything alright?” He questioned, making Giselle slowly sink in her chair. Did he figure her out?

“No, um— I’m fine. Why, wassup?” She rebutted.

“It’s just that um— everytime we come here you order the wine,” The Australian stuttered out, before he went to nervously rub the back of his neck.

“—and as of late, you’ve been chugging down the lemonade— but it’s not just that; it’s everything.”

“Like how lately you practically start gagging on queue whenever seafood is present— which may I remind you has been your favorite food since we’ve met. Or the constant running off the bathroom and now the lemonade! Baby, you only do that when,”

“—I have your basket of garlic bread right here, your food should be out shortly.” The waiter interrupted.

Directing her gaze from Chris’s anxious face to the smiling waiter, Giselle returned his grin while silently thanking the high heavens for stopping her husband from talking his way into ruining her surprise present.

The rest of the dinner flowed nicely. After forgetting the suggestive topic he was going to discuss, Chris and Giselle ate and giggled as they thought about how their family was going to react to their gifts.

Hitting a quiet mark as her husband sipped on his tequila, Giselle knew this was her opportunity to talk to Chris. Clearing her throat, “Now, I know that we’ve agreed that we weren’t gonna spoil eachother before Christmas but I got somethin’ for you honeybun.”

Reaching into her purse Giselle slipped out a brown flat, but wide box tied with a glittery red bow before she placed it on the table and slid it towards Chris.

With her acrylics still on the box, Giselle watched Chris’s thick digits touch the other end before she flicked her orbs up to look into his. “I couldn’t wait babe, I needed to have this moment with you and only you.” She detailed, before releasing the box.

In the box contained three positive pregnancy tests and underneath was a photoset of their unborn child.

With days of denying the possibility after her sick episode in Texas, Giselle couldn’t shake the feeling but once the symptoms started to slowly arise she abruptly sent her assistant to the store. Making out the two lines with ease Giselle kept her little secret and found out she was coming along nine weeks pregnant until this very moment; this second.

Instantly feeling a wave of vulnerability travel down her spine Giselle also felt the urge of premature tears threatening to unleash as one slipped from her eye while she watched her husband’s instant reaction.

Staring at her husband Giselle saw the corners of Chris’s mouth quickly lift as he picked up one of the tests and widened his smile over the digital two lines before he put it down and caressed his thumb over the developing baby in the ultrasound pictures.

Watching the moment Chris finally looked up, the brown beauty caught the extra gloss over his eyes before he blinked and allowed a tear to fall as well.

“Giselle! Oh my— this is fucking incredible baby!”

Thankful for the secluded area, Giselle beamed as Chris abruptly jumped up; making the chair screech in the process before he jogged over to embrace her.

Standing up, Giselle was immediately wrapped in Chris’s arms as he rocked her side to side. Pressing kisses all over her head he mumbled, “I fucking love you,” gripped her face and exchanged a tearful gaze with his wife before he smashed their lips together.

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The Christmas spirit was unmatched in the Hemsworth household. With everyone clad in a holiday printed onesies and slippers, drinking from their customized mugs of hot chocolate and Giselle’s playlist that included everyone from Destiny’s Child, Wham! to Alexander O’Neal playing through the tv; the family piled into the living with full stomachs from the big breakfast before passing out gifts.

“GiGi! You did not!” Iris gasped, as she slowly pulled the dust bag out of the mustard-colored Fendi box.

Hearing her sister squeal once the neon pink bag from Nicki Minaj’s collab was in her possession, the oldest sister swore she saw Iris leap across the living room just to bring Chris and her into a bear hug while she beamed. Once Iris released them and returned to baby Mia attempting to put a red bow in her mouth, Giselle continued watching her kids unwrap their gifts before she looked over her shoulder to find Chris with a silver glitter box lying in his palms.

Closely watching her husband raise the top Giselle instantly caught Chris’s blue eyes light up while his jaw falter open making the quarter million she spent all worth it for her honeybun’s priceless smile. In the box contained the car keys to a 1965 Chevy Corvair Monza with a custom baby blue paint job, cream seating, silver detailing and a full tank of gas.

After hearing countless fond memories of her husband’s childhood singled around this vehicle, Giselle knew it was only a matter of time before she had to get Chris the car he constantly ranted about.

Heart-racing from excitement the Aussie quickly picked up the keys and pressed a button abruptly making the car ring out. Immediately looking at his wife with childlike joy, Chris struggled to his feet and ran to the front door which instantly made the rest of the family follow behind in peak curiosity. Running to the driveway Chris quickly faltered his steps once his eyes landed on the replica car his father, Craig drove around when Chris was nothing but a young lad.

Picking up his pace while he unlocked the car, Chris slid in the car with door propped opened and gawked over the smooth interior. Hearing the footsteps of his family scurrying down the pavement, the surprised man took his orbs off the vehicle and brought them to Giselle who grinned as she stared back at him.

—and before he knew it, Chris was stumbling out of the car and over to her like a lovesick puppy as the family patted his back and went to admire the car.

Roughly gripping her face the Aussie scooped down and kissed Giselle to transfer his appreciation before he leaned back and pulled her frame into his while he swayed her body with his eyes closed. “Whew, I love you so fucking much girl!” He grunted, before he squeezed her tighter with his last few words.

“I love you too, honeybun. I hope you liked your gift.”

Immediately cocking his head back, Chris quickly scrunched his face up, “Liked? Girl, I love this gift.” He corrected, making Giselle’s infectious laugh ring out. Biting his lips in effort to contain his smile Chris slid his tongue over his lips as he looked down at his wife, “C’mon, I still have gifts for you.” He winked, with a nod to the house before pulling her hand.

Returning back to the living room with the family slowing filing back inside, the brown beauty retook her place back on the floor while Chris searched for a specific gift and within a few moments, the wrapped present was placed infront of her crisscrossed legs.

Grinning up at her husband, Giselle dragged her chocolate orbs away from him and turned towards her gift before she pressed her acrylics through the striped wrapping paper. Uncovering the orange box, Giselle squealed as she ran a finger over the Hermès logo engraved on the lid. After lifting the top, pulling the tissue paper back to grab the dust bag, Giselle felt her smile reach her eyes once her hand made contact with the slick fabric before pulling it out.

“Oh, shit!” She rasped, with her wide-eyes glued to the exclusive Rose Scheherazade Porosus Crocodile Birkin bag. Ghosting a hand over the reptile skin, the overjoyed wife flicked her eyes to her blue eyed beau; who now sat beside her and beamed as he observed her reaction. Throwing her arms around his neck she started placing kissing all over his face, “Thank you! Thank you!” Giselle repeated, as her family awed.

After months of procrastinating to buy this bag only to avoid the store whenever she was on Rodeo Drive, Giselle never expected Chris to catch her off guard.

“Ew!” The couple heard their kids groan whenever their affection lingering for more than thirty seconds.

Pulling away with a laugh, Giselle grabbed her latest addition to her Birkins before squealing once more.

Wrapping paper slowly began to litter the floor and sitting on the floor watching, the Hollywood couple watched on still enamored by their personal gifts.

“—good lookin’ out on the shades guys!” Liam yelled, with a thumbs up as he waved his storage case full of aviators around. Smiling at her brother-in-law, Giselle watched as her children and nieces excitedly played with their new toys while her parents and in-laws gawked over their designer trinkets and bags.

Looking up at her husband who also looked around the living room, it wasn’t long before Chris caught her eyes and the Hollywood couple shared a look.

Knowing that they had an important announcement to share with their family, Giselle sprung to her feet and grabbed a wrapped box hidden behind the tree while Chris got everybody’s attention, “Hey, hey!”

“We have something we would like to share with everyone.” His thick accent ranged out, with a touch of nervousness and excitement inflected in his tone.

“Yes, we do.” Giselle hinted, as she placed the box on the coffee table infront of where her parents and in-laws sat. “—please, everyone gather around.”

Retreating back to where her husband stood, Giselle threw her left arm around his waist while he draped his arm over her shoulder and brought her closer.

“Go on and open it.” The actress gestured, making Mama Janice and Mama Leonie carefully open the box while Papa Alex and Papa Craig looked on.

Anxiously watching her parents and in-laws raise the lid to the box, Giselle nervously leaned into Chris and lifted her hands to her face only to spread them and peak between her fingers as their shrieks echoed.

In the box contained a ultrasound picture tapped to the lid with a black letter-board in the box that read, ‘Baby Hemsworth. Due in June 2020.’ and under the board included a beige teddy bear, a baby rattle and bottle, and a folded white bodysuit and mini socks.

“—ahh! I knew it, I knew it!” Mama Janice exclaimed, as she jumped up and down before walking towards her daughter with her arms out and a bright smile.

Breaking away from her husband, Giselle was instantly immersed in the warmth of her mother’s arms. With tears of joys slipping from her chocolate orbs, the emotional beauty smiled and wiped at her tears before she was embraced by a tearful Leonie.

“Congratulations, sweetheart!” Her mother-in-law whispered, before pressing a chaste kiss to Giselle’s head and pulling away. Gushing from all the love, the actress caught her husband dapping up Quinton and Liam as they also gave their ‘congrats’ before teasing Chris on baby number four. Smiling at their moment Giselle’s eyes were quickly taken off them as small arms wrapped themselves around her abdomen.

Looking down she spotted her twins hugging her growing belly, “I love you mommy!”, “I can’t wait for the baby to come out!” Her girls squealed, before she hugged her twins and kissed their heads. As the girls skipped away to go play with their new iPads. Giselle went to go take a seat when the soft pulling of her onesie immediately caught her attention.

Dragging her eyes down Giselle instantly saw her babyboy’s ever-changing green eyes peering up at her while a frown graced his face. Twisting her own lips around the momma-bear cupped her three year olds chin before she asked what was wrong. “I don’t wanna share you.” He pouted, “C’mon Julian, your sisters had to share their time with me when you came along and now you have to do the same.”

“It doesn’t mean that mommy or daddy loves you any less, you hear me? We love you, and besides,”

Crouching down almost eyelevel to Julian, Giselle spoke to her youngest child, “—this means that you get to be a big brother Jules!” She hyped, as a smile replaced his confusion. Taking him into her arms, she cradled Julian’s body in her lap until her back leaned up against the couch, “When the baby gets older you can show them all your toys, play hide and go seek, read them stories just like your sisters do you and,”

“—and I can share my floaties when w-we go in the big ocean with daddy and my uncles!”, “—and you can share your floaties!” Giselle repeated, with a headnod while gushing at her son’s words.

Once the family calmed down from the news of a new addition, the couple sat on the floor as Chris shared his own excitement with his loved ones.

“Y’know despite all the gifts we’ve received today, my greatest gift is just being able to have y’all here and sharing the good news.” Chris smiled, while he caressed Giselle’s belly as she sat between his bent legs on the floor. “Every year you all either fly these long hours just to come to Australia or drive all the way down here to celebrate Christmas together.”

“—and we truly appreciate that.” Chris admitted, as he interlocked his fingers with Giselle as she turned back to smile at him. “We love everyone of you and we just want to wish y’all a Merry Christmas.”

Hearing the family echo back his words, Giselle gushed and leaned back into her husband’s warm arms as he continued to massage her little pudge.

They couldn’t wait for their bundle of joy arrival.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — I hope everyone had a great Christmas! Let’s get this new year poppin’!

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[allriseeunhaesblog]

In which Donghae thinks that the past 20 years with Hyukjae has been the greatest, and he wants more. He wants to make Hyukjae officially his.

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"Are you gonna propose?" Leeteuk asked the man pacing back and forth in front of him.

Donghae stared at his leader / hyung with wide eyes,

"I want to! I badly want to Hyung but you know me! I don't have any way with words." Donghae said groaning at the 83-liner.

Leeteuk sighed, knowing that what he said was right.

"W-what if Hyukjae doesn't want to marry me??? W-what if he's still not sure about me??? W-what if he thinks that we've changed??? I mean 20 years is a long time don't you-"

"Shut the hell up, Donghae or I will personally propose for you." Heechul said, entering the livingroom of Leeteuk's apartment.

Donghae groaned, plopping on the loveseat.

Heechul curled into Leeteuk's arms, cuddling near him.

"Just ask him for God's sake!" Heechul said, Leeteuk sweatdropped at his partner.

"It's not that easy, Hyung! He's perfect! That's why I need this to be perfect!" Donghae exclaimed, flailing his hands in the air.

"Why don't you propose to him at our concert?" Leeteuk asked the horrible looking man as he tried to come up with a way to propose to the man of his dreams.

"Yeah! That's a good idea. He'll probably burst into fucking tears! And Elfs around the world would probably be in tears too!" Heechul said, pumped up with the idea of concert proposal.

Donghae stared at the two before grinning like a mad man.

"You hyungs are the best kinds of hyungs there is!!!" He exclaimed, plopping in between the couple hugging them both.

Leeteuk chuckled while his Heechul grumbled.

"Yeah yeah I know I'm the best so would you please get the hell out of this apartment and return to your Hyukjae before I kick you out myself!" Heechul threatened the man before pulling him up from the sofa to kick him out.

"Thank you, Teukie-hyung!" Donghae screamed from the Hallway before finally going down to his car.

Concert Proposal huh?

- Meanwhile -

"He doesn't love me anymore, Kyu."

Kyuhyun sweatdropped at the man sprawled on his sofa.

"Hyung, he bought you a fucking fridge. No one buys something expensive for someone they don't love." Kyuhyun pointed it out, wondering why the hell was this Hyukjae doing at his apartment of all places complaining that Donghae didn't love him anymore.

"B-but Kyu!!!!"

Kyuhyun groaned. What the hell happened to EunHae again? Kyuhyun rubbed his temples trying to look for a way to comfort the 35 year old man in his sweatshirt and jogging pants.

"Hyung, if Donghae hyung didn't love you anymore then he would've left you years ago. I mean I couldn't imagine waking up to that ugly face of yours."

*Smack*

A pillow came in contact with the Maknae's face in an instant. Causing the maknae to laugh and turn his attention back to his game.

"B-but what if he doesn't love me anymore, Kyu? What if he wants to break up with me?"

Kyuhyun sighed,

"What caused this again, hyung?"

Hyukjae sat up and stared at Kyuhyun,

"Have you not been listening to me, you brat?!" Hyukjae exclaimed at the flustered Maknae as he scratched the back of his head.

Hyukjae sighed,

"I woke up without him in bed, Kyu! And that rarely happens because I wake up first! And if he does wake ups first I'll find him in our kitchen experimenting for a new drink for Haru! But he wasn't! And there was no note whatsoever! He didn't even call or sent me a message!" Hyukjae said in one ramble.

Kyuhyun looked at the man, thinking how idiotic this situation is. And how funny that elfs think that Donghae was the clingy one when it's really Hyukjae.

"Maybe he went to the other members, Hyung? You know him, he tends to forget sometimes to tell you remember?"

Hyukjae shook his head,

"Nope! Because he always sends me texts when he goes to the other members!" He reasoned.

Kyuhyun sighed, this was hopeless.

"Give me your phone, hyung."

Hyukjae handed it over wearily.

And when Kyuhyun opened it, he gritted his teeth at this man's idiocity. He closed his eyes as he steadied his breathe.

"Kyu-"

"You're phone is on fucking AIRPLANE MODE, hyung!" Kyuhyun screamed. His eyes twitching because of this person's stupidity.

Hyukjae looked like something had dawned on him, before smiling at the maknae sheepishly. The maknae glared and handed the phone back to him,

"Call him and tell him to pick you up right now before I throw you out." The maknae grumbled,

Hyukjae then dialed his boyfriend's number, messages finally came in one at a time.

Kyuhyun's eye twitched some more seeing all the message notifications were all from Donghae.

"Yobeoseyo? Babe? Where are you? I've been trying to call you since this morning. Did you not get my messages? Are you mad that I left without telling you?" Kyuhyun heard Donghae ramble in one breathe.

How could Hyukjae even doubt that man?

"I-I... I'm at Kyuhyun's , Hae... I'm sorry for worrying you. I just forgot that I had my phone on Airplane mode... Could you please pick me up before Kyuhyun kills me?"

Kyuhyun heard the other man on line chuckle,

"What'd you do this time, babe?"

Kyuhyun shook his head, Donghae's voice only resonated love. This Hyukjae was just an idiot as always.

Hyukjae blushed, playing with the hem of his sweatshirt. Kyuhyun stared, still so fazed that this man was actually the dancing machine of SJ, that whenever he was onstage he oozed sex and charisma. But when it was just them, he was really cute and clingy to Donghae. As he watched their short interaction on the phone, he remembered that time of their promotion in Mr. Simple where Hyukjae was just a blushing mess everytime Donghae sent him cute and flirty messages.

"Some things never change." Kyuhyun thought as his Hyung waved a good bye telling him that he'll wait for Donghae downstairs.

- SS8 Japan -

Donghae breathed in and out. He tried to calm his nerves. This was it. He was finally gonna propose to man he wants to spend his life with.

He remembered the day before they're flight, he had clamy hands and cold sweats as he went his way to SMEnt with one thing in mind, he was gonna tell Chairman Sooman that he was gonna propose to Eunhyuk and they can not do anything about it.

(Flashback)

"Excuse me, what?" The chairman of SMEnt double-taked at what the idol in front of him said,

"I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna propose to Eunhyuk at our concert in Japan. I don't care if you approve or not, Lee Sooman-ssi. But I love him and I will marry him." Donghae said firmly at the man who sat behind the oak table.

"Donghae... Over the years, I've watched you and Hyukjae. There were many times that you both almost slipped out of the media Because the both of you are brats who never listens to anyone -snort from Donghae- and with that being said, I think Eunhae is probably the worst kept secret in the kpop industry."

Donghae raised a perfect brow at the man,

"What are you trying to say, Chairman?"

The man stood up, and clamped Donghae's shoulders.

"I'm done keeping Eunhae on a leash. You can do whatever the hell you both want just please don't taint our agency." The man said before walking out, he stopped on his tracks before looking back at Donghae,

"You better make a gracious proposal, Donghae. Or else I'll ban D&E from any albums for this year." The owner threatened before fully walking out of the office.

(End of Flashback)

So here he was trying to find any ounce of confidence he had left because not only did his lovelife depended on it, but also the future activities of D&E.

Leeteuk pat Donghae's shoulders,

"Are you okay, Hae?" The leader asked the squirming member. Donghae nodded, taking a peak at his neon baby who was getting his make up done across the room.

"Just nervous, Hyung." Donghae said quitely, nervous that Hyukjae might overhear them.

Leeteuk nodded, giving his dongsaeng a final squeeze before wishing him a good luck.

Before they knew it they were on stage singing to No Other, they all surrounded the stage as the song progressed, they waved at fans and just had fun. But Donghae sticked next to Hyukjae the whole time, he slung his arms around the taller with the biggest smile.

Before Hyukjae knew it they were in the middle of the stage and the members already went to the main stage while they were up front. Hyukjae got confused, the song faded.

And suddenly all they could hear was the screams of ELFS as Donghae reached out for Hyukjae's hand.

Hyukjae was confused.

Before he knew it, the man in front of him knelt on one knee.

The crowd screamed louder if that was possible. The members at the back was fucking cheering and screaming as well. Leeteuk was already crying as Siwon hugged the emotional leader.

"Hyukjae-ah." Donghae started,

"Yah, myeong-cheong ah. What are you doing?" Hyukjae said laughing, he knew this was a fan service but the way his boyfriend was kneeling was making him nervous.

"I love you. I love you. But I don't think words are enough to describe what I feel about you. You've been my everything for the past 20 years. You've been with me for my lowest and highest points. And you probably know me even better than my eomma does. You're my bestfriend, my hyung, my lover, and my home."

Every elf was probably on their feet as they screamed at this scene. They knew this was not fanservice. This was the real fucking thing! This was the real fucking EunHae!

Hyukjae was in tears,

"Y-yah... Donghae...."

"Aish, what I'm trying to say is... 20 years is not enough. But 20 years is already proof more than enough to want you to marry me..."

The members were crying. EunHae was proof that idols were real people with real feelings. They embodied love at its purest form. And the members couldn't help but feel happy for those two idiots who had eachother eversince they debuted. Or even before that.

"Will you, Lee Hyukjae, do the honor of marrying me, Lee Donghae?"

Hyukjae's eyes, nose, cheeks were red. He was sobbing. The purest form of love shone in those eyes, he sobbed before nodding furiously.

He kneeled down with Donghae and did what the ELFS had been waiting for for almost 20 years, he cupped Donghae's face and kissed him right on the lips.

The members ran to the front stage as they hugged the newly engaged EunHae.

Hyukjae was still crying, while Donghae wiped those tears away.

"Stupid." Hyukjae said beforr burying his face on Donghae's chest. Donghae chuckled. He pulled away from Hyukjae and took his hand, the members behind them with full on support.

"I hope you're all okay that I'm marrying your Eunhyuk-oppa." Donghae said to the sapphire blue sea.'

The ELFS screamed and began chanting,

"Chukahae, Eunhae-ah. Chukahae, Eunhae-ah."

Hyukjae wiped his nose,

"I also hope that you're okay that I'm marrying your Donghae-oppa." Hyukjae once again addressed the sapphire blue nation.

There was a series of screams and shouts of chukahae. Before the two bowed in love for their loyal ELFS.

The concert continued on, but this time, Hyukjae had a silver band on his left ring finger.

- Hotel Room -

Hyukjae stared at the silver band on his finger lovingly. They were out. Finally. They didn't have to hide anything anymore. And he felt full in the chest. His heart so light as his emotions for his lover went wild.

He took out his phone to see the ELFS were happy as he was. His instagram and SNS was filled with chukahaes and cheers. He smiled, their fans were indeed the best. He decided to take a picture of the ring on his finger as he posted it on Instagram.

Eunhyukee44 - this idiot tied me down sorry girls @leedonghae

Few minutes later, his instagram ran wild with positive comments from co-idols, fans, and family. The door of the bathroom opened and a cheeky Donghae greeted the man who was still busy admiring the ring.

"Do you like it?" He asked softly, sitting down beside his fiance.

Ah, fiance.

That sounded so nice.

Hyukjae smiled, nodding.

"Yes, it's so beautiful Hae. Thank you."

"I love you, Hyukjae."

Hyukjae smiled before pressing a kiss on Donghae's lips.

"I love you too, pabo."

Well, some things never really do change.

#eunhae #eunhyuk #lee donghae #super junior #suju imagines #eunhae fanfic

[fantasiesxwritten]

Holding Out

Two months. Sixty days give or take. That’s how long Chris and I had been having this reoccuring argument about sex. He was so adamant about the shit too, like just because we were in a relationship that meant that it automatically involved sex. I just didn’t think that I should give into him so easily, even if we had been together for three months now. I wanted to make him wait, because Lord knows all my relationships before him; I was quick to give in and the minute they got what they wanted, they high tailed it right out the door. I was determined not to let my inevitable history repeat itself this time; I was not going to just simply give him what he wanted because he asked for it. And believe me, he asked for it nicely and persistantly. I did feel bad half the time because I knew deep down he wasn’t like those other guys, but proving to me he could wait would show me that I was right about what I thought.

I came out of the bathroom with the steam from the shower following me out into the room. I told him his begging had to cease long enough for me to take a shower and change into my pj’s which consisted of a tank top and my little boy shorts. “See, that’s the shit right there Lauren! That’s what the fuck I be talking about.” Chris half yelled, pointing at what I was wearing. I laughed and waved him off as I continued to dry my hair with my towel. “Really, Chris? My fucking pj’s are bothering you?” I asked without looking at him. “Yesssss, Lauren! Fuck, a nigga looks at shit like that and you know what I’m thinking?” He asked only to answer his own question. “I just wanna rip that shit off of you just as quick as you done put the shit on.” He huffed and crossed his arms across his chest like a big ass kid. “Babe, calm down. Forreal though, it’s not that serious.” I shot back at him, dropping my towel onto the floor. “You know what Lauren? That’s cool. That’s real cool. That little nonchalant attitude you stay walkin’ around here with while I got needs that should be fulfilled. That’s cool.” He was repeating himself heavy, I knew he was mad as hell right now. This shit was like clockwork now though. It always resulted in the begging first, then he’d get mad and he’d threaten to leave; he’d halfway do it though, but he’d always come right back and then back to the begging again. I really did feel bad for him though, I didn’t like that he felt he needed to beg for the pussy. I wanted to give it to him so bad, but I just needed to know that he could wait. “Chris…” My voice trailed off as he ignored me and walked out of the room. I heard him head for the stairs; he walked down them and I heard every loud thud on the way down as I listened to hear the front door open. I chuckled to myself at how obvious he was as I just stood there, tapping my foot and awaiting his return. Seconds later, I heard his footsteps up the stairs and waited to see his shadow appear in the hallway before he came back into the room and walked over to me. “Lauren, okay I’m sorry babe. It’s just..” Chris began to explain himself for the umpteenth time about his behavior. “I just want you… you’re my girlfriend. Why are you making me feel bad about this?” He asked, looking down at me. Looking up at him, I gave him an apologetic smile. “I know you do, baby. I want you to.” “So what is the problem? You think I'ma cheat on you or leave you or something?” He cocked his eyebrow at me, letting his arms find their way around my waist, pulling me in closer. “I mean, no…” I began, and then thought twice about that, “well yes. Sort of! I don’t know, Chris.” I was now frustrated. I didn’t want to answer these questions. I just wanted him to wait and when I was ready, then we could commence with the sex. Period. “So what is it, Lauren? Yes or no?” He asked, raising his eyebrow and held onto me tightly. “I guess I just feel like if I give it up to you, you’re gonna leave. Or worse…” I sighed, pouting up at him now, “cheat.” Chris pouted right along with me and leaned down to plant a soft kiss on my pouty lips. I kissed him back softly, our kiss quickly turning from innocent to passionate in seconds. My lips danced against his for awhile before I felt myself wanting it to go further, but pulling back to stop it from going there. Leaving Chris breathless and with a growing hard on that I felt pressing against my stomach now. “Lauren, I’m not fuckin’ nobody. I swear that shit to you.” Chris peered into my eyes deeply, making me hear him this time, instead of just listening every other time. “I’m not fuckin’ nobody,” Chris repeated himself, “I don’t even wanna fuck you.” I looked at him with confusion tearing through me and my lips twisting up into an instant frown. “What? So why are we always arguing then if you don’t wanna fuck me!” I spat at him, pushing his arms down from around me and moving away from him. He grabbed my arm tightly, pulling me back to him. Chris had never grabbed me before, at least not like that. “No, Lauren. What I mean is.. I don’t wanna fuck you. I wanna make love to you.” When he said that, I felt my heart sink into my pussy. I had never had a boyfriend say those words to me before, but now I wanted him to prove just how bad he wanted to make love to me. I bit my bottom lip quickly, smirking at him and blushing a little. Chris took the initiative to press his lips into mine again; sucking on my bottom lip hard before parting my lips with his tongue and instantly sucking my tongue into his mouth. He grabbed my hands and brought them to his jeans, forcing me to undo them and pull them down off his body. He stepped out of his kicks along with his jeans right where we stood, pushing me back up into the bed. When the back of my legs hit the bed, I fell backwards; breaking us out of our kiss as Chris climbed on top of me. I watched him grab his shirt from the bottom and pull it up over his head tossing it and pulling his boxers down slowly, his dick bouncing in place. I licked my lips slowly, just staring at the amazement that was his dick before me; this was the first time I had seen Chris’ dick since we started dating. I was thanking God right now for him being blessed when he snatched me out of the trance I was in as he reached up underneath me and pulled down my booty shorts from the back, pulling them down off of me. Lifting my legs up in the air, Chris positioned himself down over me; pressing up against me hard without my permission. “Chris, wait…” I put my hands up against his chest, trying to push him back some before he went any further. “Lauren.. c'mon babe.” He whispered to me, looking down at me. His eyes told me he was going to do whatever he wanted right now, even against my wishes. Before I could speak against it, he held my legs together by my ankles and thrusted himself inside of me slowly, making me gasp out and then moan quietly. I bit my bottom lip as he went in with quick strides, filling me up deeply with his entire length. He gave me no warning to get used to his size that I’d just gotten accustomed to with my own eyes; holding my ankles tighter while he pumped himself in and out of me. Chris penetrated me repeatedly and went harder with every stroke, feeling so fucking good because of the way he had my legs closed together while he fucked me. I felt small pinches in my stomach from the way he entered me completely each time, never coming out of me more than an inch or two before he slammed back inside of me. I was trying to purposely keep from moaning out for him and all it did was make him fuck me harder. “You wanna play the quiet game?” He asked me through clenches of his jaw, and rough breathing. I bit my lip hard as he picked up his pace and he began to long stroke me now. Everytime he came back inside of me, I grunted out from trying to hold back my moans. “Fuuuuck.” I whispered. “I can’t hear you, Lauren…” Chris taunted me, spreading my legs apart now, but still holding them up in the air by my ankles. He dipped down and stroked inside of me now, rubbing up against my g-spot. He kept letting his dick run over my sweet spot, watching my facial expressions and I’m sure seeing the way I wanted to scream out for him. It was written all over my face. “Shiitttttt, baby!” I finally moaned out to him, rolling my hips upward just a little. “That feels so fuckin’ good!” Chris smirked down at me, still letting his dick play against my g-spot, before he pulled out of me completely and rubbed his head against my clit; up and down slowly and then ramming himself back inside of me. It caught me off guard as I screamed out to him, “FUUUUCK MEEEE!” “Say it again!” He demanded to me, rolling his hips into me now, and tightening his jaw. I shook my head fast at him, while he dropped one of my legs now and with the hand that he just freed up, he rubbed over my clit with his thumb fast and soft. He was determined to get the reaction out of me that he desired. With him so deep in me and now playing with my clit, he was going to get that reaction whether I wanted to give it or not. I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore as his g-spot teasing was taking its toll on me. “I said..” I breathed in and out harshly as Chris pushed the one leg he was holding up, back further. He was staring down between us, watching as he pumped in and out of me and licking his lips. “TELL ME TO FUCK YOU!” He screamed at me, and then grunted out roughly. “Ahhhhh FUCKKKK MEEE, DADDY!” I screamed out, only making him speed up his strokes inside of me. “YESSSS, LIKE THAT!” “Tell me I can hit this shit whenever I want to!” Chris spoke in between strokes, loving the way my pussy swallowed him up now; my walls were starting to tighten up on his dick. “Oh my GOD!!” I moaned out loudly, following by small moans and then another loud one from him being balls deep inside of me now. Chris was showing my pussy no mercy and the more I disobeyed him, the harder I got it. “That ain’t what I fucking said, LAUREN!” He glared at me, looking so damn sexy. His breathing was labored now as he slid his hand down from my ankle to back of thigh, digging his nails in me from squeezing so tightly. “FU.UCKKK!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, followed by a series of moans that came rolling out after. “Fuck this pussy whenever you want!” I spoke out just above a whisper, feeling my voice growing hoarse now. “LOUDER, GODDAMNIT! I don’t believe you.” Chris cursed at me, groaning out now as he dipped back down, letting his dick glide against my g-spot again. “FUCK THIS PUSSY WHENEVERRRR YOU WANT!” I screamed out, whining and begging him at the same time. “YOU BETTER!” Chris rubbed my clit a little harder now, rubbing circles around it while still drilling my pussy to death. I felt my walls tightening even more now and the more he played on my spot; the wetter I got for him. His dick was sliding in and out of me so fast now; as I gripped onto the bed for extra support, pulling the sheets off the mattress slightly along with me. I grinded myself up into him, feeling my body getting hotter by the second and my toes curling up. “You ‘bout to cum on this dick?” Chris asked a little too calmly for my liking, while he slow stroked me for a second, making me grind even harder on him. “Yessssss!” I moaned out, but not loud enough for him. “TELL ME YOU GONNA CUM ON THIS DICK!” Chris yelled at me, pushing my leg open wider and grabbing my other thigh and pushing my leg back some as he stroked me deeper than he did before. “SHIIITTTT BABY!!” I screamed out again, “I'MA CU-CU-CU-” I stammered through my incessant screams mixed with moans, unable to even finish my sentence fom the massive orgasm that was now sweeping over me. Chris never slowed up his strokes, he only seemed to pump inside of me harder, slamming into me. “SAY IT, LAUREN!” He demanded through clenched teeth, looking like he was on his own verge of losing it. “AHHH FUCK, I’M CUMMING DADDY!” I half screamed out to him, as my legs convulsed against his hands holding them down; pulling the sheets all the way off of the bed now where they were covering me some. Chris let go of my legs and snatched the sheets from my hands, not letting me hold onto anything as I came all over his dick. The feeling of my walls caving around his dick caused him to begin pulsating inside of me; I felt it and moaned out as it stretched my own orgasm out longer. I grabbed Chris’ hands, linking our fingers together as I squeezed his hand tightly, while he pumped in and out of me faster. I squeezed myself around him tightly, grinding my hips up into him more so he could cum too. Biting my bottom lip hard as I looked up at him now, watching as his facial expressions changed immensely, I could literally see he was about to cum. “Oh shitttt baby.. I’m cummin’.” Chris groaned out to me, as he pumped a few more times inside of me, squeezing my hands back harder before he pulled himself out of me quickly and came on my lower stomach. I lifted my head up enough just to watch his dick releasing and twitching on top of me, sliding my tongue across my top lip slowly. That shit was sexy and it made my clit throb just watching it. I wanted him to push himself right back inside of me and we go again; all that pent up sexual frustration was coming out now and all at once. I let go of his hands as he breathed in and out fast, trying to catch his breath; reaching down to grab his dick and rub it against my clit slowly, up and down. Chris grinned down at me, “What are you doing, babe?” He asked through breaths, just wanting to hear the answer for himself. “I want you.. inside of me, again.” I whined out to Chris, teasing him and me at the same time, before I slipped him back inside of me and removed my hand. Chris groaned out low and smirked down at me as he rolled his hips into me, letting his dick slide in and out of me slowly. “I never thought I’d never hear those words.” We both chuckled at his joke. That night I got another round on top of another round. When it was all said and done, I could have slapped myself for missing out on dick this good for the past few months. I could hardly fall asleep anticipating the next morning when I could wake up and do it all over again.

Author | Kierra Written May 2012

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⚠️𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦! 𝘉𝘛𝘚⚠️ 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦

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S E O K J I N

It would come as no surprise that whenever you were around someone else, he just didn’t quite like it. He was never fond of others gawking your way, let alone trying to get your attention. But the minute that you gave that person attention right back, he immediately grew hostile. He understood that your job required to do just that, and he held himself back from protesting about it, but he just wouldn’t be able to do that upon seeing you tending to a patient in the waiting room as he was getting ready to be discharged, who was clearly flirting with you. You might have not been flirting back yourself, but just seeing you, giggling at his remarks was enough to go over there, wrap his hand around your wrist and pull you behind him in a swift motion. His glazed-over eyes starred at him blankly, as a sinister smile crossed his face. He would make sure that he new who you belonged to as he took a closer step towards him in a threatening manner.

“May I ask why you’re touching my girlfriend so suddenly? Do you not know who I am? Hm?”

N A M J O O N

He would never do anything that would jeopardize your happiness and he knew very well that you were happy with your job. Even if he didn’t like the idea of you being around so many different people all the time, he held back his selfish needs for you. He loved you that much to put you above him and anything else. But it grew especially difficult when he started to notice the particular person who had been there for a few days, start to strike up a conversation with you more and more when he would go visit you at work. He was angry everytime he saw him and his ‘dumb’ face, but he also felt sadness too; Wondering if you had wanted to be with him instead, and this would make his more manipulative side peak. He didn’t like showing that side to you, but he didn’t want you going to work anymore, at least not there. There was days where he suggested you switch hospitals, but you tried to tell him that he would only be there for a dew more days. But it wasn’t good enough. He wanted you to stay there with him.

“Well if that won’t work, then let me..I’ll support you so you don’t have to go to work..I just- I just can’t let you go back there..Not with him...”

Y O O N G I

He waited for you in the waiting area, since you were almost off work, and it was routine to pick you up, and go get dinner afterwards, but things seemed to take a little longer than expected which made him teem with worry. Though, that feeling of worry, soon turned into anger as he got up and paced around, hoping he would get a glimpse of you, and sure enough he did. There you were,stopped in the hallway behind the double doors leading towards the other wing of the building, talking to some other man, who seemed to be a patient there. The way you smiled as he reached out to you made his anger heighten. He saw the way this person looked at you and he didn’t like it one bit, so he didn’t the only thing he could think of doing, and that was to charge towards the double doors, pushing past them. Of course, this area was restricted to those who weren’t visiting or staff, so some nurses nearby protested by going over to hold him back and try to pull him away, as he tried to swipe a fist at the man in front of you.

“Who the fuck do you think you are talking to my girl!? Get away from her!”

H O S E O K

He wouldn’t be outright upset about it, but instead he would let his anger fester. He wasn’t really comfortable about you going to work, being around all these men, from the doctors and nurses, to the patients too. But when you had caught a certain patient’s attention, that’s when he would direct his anger he bottled up towards him. Even knowing you had a boyfriend, he was still brazen enough to flirt with you? Not on his damn watch. The thing about Hoseok, is he wouldn’t directly do anything, at least not with you around. He wanted you to think he was nothing but a heavensent, but the thing you didn’t know, that when you turned your attention from him, that’s when his true self showed. And that’s exactly what happened with this man. He studied him, from afar whenever you were with him, which soon turned into knowing his full name to where he lived. When the time was right that’s when he made his move. You were surprised when he suddenly asked you about that one man from the hospital who was pursuing you over lunch one day. You were surprised by his sudden interest in that, knowing about his jealously and told him he was discharged, but imagine your surprise if you found out what really happened to him.

“(y/n) is mine and mine alone..There’s only one way to stop all of this..”

J I M I N

Seeing you talk and be around others, making his heart hurt. Literally. He always ended up getting this pain in his chest and feeling of dread when it came to you going off to work. He too had work to keep him and his mind occupied, but it still wasn’t enough to make his worry stop. So he decided one day that he would pop in on you at work, it was almost the end of the day anyways,so he thought he could pick you up today. There was a pip in his step and smile on his face as he jingled his keys in his hand as he walked up towards the clinic where you worked. Soon his happy exterior faded away as you came in to view, but not only you, but some man as well, who was teasingly poking at you. He felt sick to his stomach again, but this time, he was sure he would vomit or pass out right then and there. He quickly shook the feeling off as he walked up to the both of you, and grabbed your arm, leading you to the car. He never stopped, no matter how much you yelled at him in question. He just wanted you home, and when the both of you did get there, that’s when he would show how he truly felt about the situation. 

“Come here baby..I’m going to make sure you forget him and anyone else once we’re through..The only name you’ll remember is mine..”

T A E H Y U N G

This boy would be the most extra and erratic, even if it was in public. Upon waiting nearby the front desk for you to be finished at work, he noticed you were slowing your walking pace from the corner of his eye. As he turned his head that’s when he noticed the man who was leering nearby. He would take a deep breath as he noticed he was just a patient and maybe had some questions for you before you left, but the minutes he realized what he was asking for, which was a date, that’s when he slammed his hand against the desk and fully turned around. He starred his down before walking to the both of you. Immediately,  he would get in his face and start shouting. Even if you pulled on his arms or away, he wouldn’t budge until he got his point across. As much as he wanted to hurt this guy, he knew that if he did in front of everyone, he would possibly get arrested, or kicked out and not allowed there anymore, which would just make the two of you spend more time apart, which is something he did not want; So the only thing he could think of doing would be to scream at the top of his lungs.

“Do you see Nurse (y/n)!?! She is my baby! And she will not be going on any date with you, or anyone else, in this lifetime or the next, got it?!”

J U N G K O O K

As serious as he was, he also knew how serious your job was to you, so he made sure to keep himself from getting too overprotective of you each time you went to work. But when he started to find out from some of your co-workers up at the front desk about this stranger who suddenly started flirting with you after tending to him, that’s when something inside of him snapped.They teased him about it, not knowing about his tendencies, but it was a mistake. He knew you to be the most beautiful woman in the world, so he knew with that came the burden of other men chasing after you. But he decided to see it for himself. So one day at work he came to bring you lunch only to see you talking to this man who gave you a slip of paper, which had his number written on in. Right then and there, he walked over to you, stood behind you and reached over to yank the paper from his hand before you could grab it, and ripped it to shred right in front of you and him, before leaning down to plant a kiss upon your head, making sure he knew his place at first. And if he didn’t then he would just have to show him, by pulling you in for a hot steamy kissing session, not giving a damn about anyone watching.

“Babygirl..I brought you lunch, so let’s go eat, okay?”

-Admin Bonbori

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